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forced regression as a brat taming tool is a kill shot for me specifically. talk down to me & tell me I’m too small to be using rude words & little kids shouldn’t argue & you can tell what I need is an adult to take my choices away & the speed at which I will sink into pliant obedience in front of you will break necks
not only do i need to be getting raped rn but i need the rapist's partner to be in the room watching and jerking off to it
pathetic sub that nuzzles your hands after you hit them (me)
forcemasc but it's an older trans guy watching & instructing you on how to fuck the trembling boy tied up beneath you like a man should
Soccer nylon shorts frott! ⚔️
trans boy tearing up and going "stop it stop it stopp please pull out stop it hurts" and kicking his feet a little, really throwing a fit, and trans girl who isn't taking him seriously at all and giggling while holding him down gently but firmly, pushing her cock into his asscunt anyway. there's so much lube, she's not that mean, he's just tight and hasn't been training himself properly, hasn't fully accepted that compared to her he's definitely not a person, just a toy for superior girls to stretch out on their cocks
i wanna play-fight with you but be genuinely overpowered. i wanna try my hardest to wriggle out of your grip on my wrists and hips and be utterly unable to escape. i wanna feel that fear of knowing you really could do whatever you want to me if you decide to. i’m completely yours to play with.
Hanging out with another dom and he shows me his toy. I look over it, pinch its nipples, slap its ass, grope its thighs and between its legs. "Wow," I chuckle appreciatively, "look at it, it's dripping". The other dom smirks and nods. "Yeah, it's a good one. Wanna give it a try? " Not long after, we have the toy face down ass up. I'm thrusting into it, groaning, "Oh yes, dude. It's so tight and wet". The dom, standing over it and watching, chuckles. "Told you. Better than a fleshlight". I move so my weight is on top of it, moaning as I thrust even rougher. "Fuck, this is a good toy. Am I gonna damage it doing this?" "Nah, don't worry, it can take it" "There's a lot of sounds coming out of it, though" "Oh, the panting and whining and shit? Yeah, that's normal. Here, I'll fill the other hole and that'll stop the noise" the other dom casually walks over and shoves his cock into the toy's mouth. I use the hole for my own pleasure, thrusting my cock rough and hard, as the other dom grips its hair, doing the same. I feel the toy jolt and clench around my cock and I gasp, "Oh, fuck, I'm close. Mind if I get your toy dirty?" And the two of us cum all over it
Aggressively gender affirming degradation for bottom bitch pussyboys. NO m1sg3n nor d3tr4ns, but there is tonsssss of cunt objectification, toyification, cnc (but you like it).
Your pussy makes you a boy. Sorry, you’re not allowed to be anything but a bonus hole twink, it’s your lot in life. Some boys were made to be hurt and violated, and that’s your purpose. You know I’m right, because even growing a dick couldn’t distract you from wanting it deep in your hungry cunt. You know I’m right, because you cum so much harder when you’re being treated like the bitchboy you really are. Everyone sees you as a walking pussy ready to be bred. Why else would the t make you so wet? You know, some boys can decide to be tops. Not you though. What your body wants is stronger than your will. It’s why you always end up taking it and moaning like the pathetic slut you are- like you trained to be the perfect fucktoy.
You were made to be a boy with a pussy so that you could be as fuckable as possible. You were made to take it up every hole. Your body is for pleasuring your superiors, whether you’ve accepted that or not. You should be forced to cum obediently on whatever fucks your pussy, no matter how embarrassing, so that you remember your place. Say it to yourself: I am a pussy made to be used. Self-lubing for anybody so that you can be defiled anywhere, anytime. Feel that sticky evidence coating your warm, soft little pussy? It clearly deserves this.
You are a dumb boy wrapped around a fleshlight. Everybody wants to see your little boypussy spread and owned. You know your body needs to be bred. You can feel your cervix sucking up inside you, aching to be pounded into submission. Stop fighting it. Open up. Feels so good to feel wanted, huh? They only want your stupid cunt. Everybody wants your cunt. Your cunt gives you purpose. How fucking pathetic that this flatters you. Cum to how pathetic you are. You like being a pussyboy, or at least your body does. You were born to be nothing but a swollen pussy gushing with cum, tightening or gaping when your superiors command it to, helplessly taking whoever wants it. And it feels so good that your dignity evaporates the moment somebody slides inside you. That’s it. Boys aren’t meant to be empty. Not when they have all that warm, plush, breedable space inside them. Feel your body make room for it? You need this. That’s it. Good pussy.
thinking about being used by a bunch of guys and barely being able to comprehend it because they get me high or drunk...
a friend invites me over for a little party, and suddenly i'm surrounded by a bunch of guys i don't know. it's okay though, a couple of drinks and i'll be much more social.
at some point somebody hands me a joint and i don't even notice i'm the only one drinking and smoking. my head is all nice and fuzzy, and i barely even register that my friend has put a collar and a leash on me. i ask him what he's doing, slurring my words, barely able to speak, and he just shushes me, pulling the leash so my face is in his crotch. before i know it i'm chocking on his cock, and he's telling all his friends how good i am.
they take my clothes off, bending me over, manhandling me, pulling on my leash. i'm passed around like the toy i am, my pussy and mouth being filled by cum, and i can't even protest because i'm just so high.
yeah anyway i think that'd be fun
Do men want to be sex objects?
Body parts are easily replaceable?
oh to be a cute twinky little prince that sexually harasses one of the maids whenever I get bored, ordering her to strip and then rubbing my tdick through my frilly shorts right in front of her. she stands there with her hands folded politely, averting her gaze; she tries to remain stoic, but she’s trembling… she asks if I need anything else, and sometimes that’s enough– but sometimes I get too horny and rape her. it’s really cute how she tries to stay quiet <3 but I’m determined to make her cum one of these days. I know she likes me, she just won’t admit it
Sorry I age regressed during sex and started getting really scared. Why did u start fucking me harder tho
the thing about emotionally avoidant girls is that you can really just have them sit between your legs with their back to your chest with one of your hands teasing the length of their thighs or held around their throat and the other patiently rubbing their clit alternating between easy circles and right to left straights while you say things like “i just wanna make you feel good, baby. hasn’t anyone ever wanted to make you feel good? doesn’t anybody care about you?” and they’ll just start fucking crying before they cum lmao
it just feels so good when their body is wracked with sobs and you can lick the tears off their face from the side and they’re so overwhelmed and you can tell it’s nearly too much for them but that’s when you plunge your fingers inside them and tighten your grip on their neck and pull them closer to you and tell them to let it feel fucking good
morning, mister sleepyhead. didn't expect you'd be this tuckered out after last night, haha.
brewed some coffee on the camp stove and there's some granola out if you want it. thought we might head a little bit up the trail and check out the songbirds as the sun comes up.
don't dilly dally. you just need some shorts and your hiking sandals, and if you keep moving like this you'll miss it.
man, listen to me. we're all the way out here. you can cover up if you want, but you deserve to know how it feels to have the sunrise's warmth hit your bare chest. experience the wind tickling your stubble. enjoy the smell of your light sweat mixing your musk with the woods, signalling you're just another animal in the natural world.
c'mon. i promise it'll be worth it--and i'll show you what else bears do in the woods afterwards.
