Glitch

30, pronouns change

[starlessglitch]

An intro

18+ only!

This is an unhinged blog. It'll probably be mostly kink, but I also want the chance to post about OSDD in a way that it doesn't matter what I say and no one I know will see it.

I'm not going to debate about being diagnosed or whatever- if you don't believe my assessment of my own goddamn body you can block me I really don't care about your opinion.

So, the kink.

Its bad. Messed up, depraved, all the scary words. There's very few limits so proceed with caution. And honestly those limits are considered pretty tame in the taboo world.

I'm not quite sure about keeping things safe from being nuked, but I'm going to try to not get myself in trouble, haha.

Feel free to message us! 🌌🌠

🚫We don't share face pics, and in general don't want to be asked for "in the moment" type content🚫

[starlessglitch]

My one regret in life is not being r4p34bl3 enough for my dad.

At least I have a dom who isn't afraid to call me his kid. Lol

[txrtured-whxre]

I want to be a good little ash tray for someone + have them put out their cigs on me, while laughing how I flinch 😖

[bound-by-the-devil]

If you're a silly little thing who gets off on the idea of big, mean perverts forcing you to be their property, then you're legally obligated to reblog this.

[ghost-ghore]

attic pets must be shown what solitude really means immediately after they're taken, otherwise the weight of the concept will be lost on it. the first period of solitude is crucial.

keepers must exhibit profound self restraint at this time. they are often keen to play with and test their new pet, and that is where mistakes are made in the disciplinary method that must be mended later. to prevent this, exercise caution in all things. do not play with the pet, do not hurt the pet, and do not speak to it. nothing should be revealed about the keeper's intentions or plans at this stage. let the pet sweat while it imagines what horrors are in store for it. let it panic and fear for what will happen. this will also reveal the pet's fear response [3].

keeping that in mind, it is important to keep the pet alive. feedings should be the only stimulus the pet has during the first period of solitude. it will learn that food will be its reward for for good behaviour using the basic positive reinforcement model, and it will begin to associate that feeling with the presence of the keeper. do not feed it more than it needs. the food should be close to identical day-to-day. it should be slid on a tray or pet bowl and forced to eat off the floor as its keeper stands watch, unmoving.

when the pet sees the keeper, it must comply with feeding time [5]. it may begin to use human words to ask questions, curse, and yell. this should be ignored. it may threaten not to eat, to stop drinking water, or to outright hurt itself. threats should be ignored, however if it acts on them, solitude must be broken to correct this behaviour through punishment [4]. it may try bargaining; trying to convince the keeper that it will comply if only its conditions are met. to emphasise these attempts are hopeless, do not respond with more than a stern look and make the wait between feedings longer or change the feeding schedule to disorient it.

only when it begins to lose its resistance can training continue. this is the most tedious but most important step in the training of a captive pet to ensure future compliance.

this first period of solitude is so crucial to ensuring the pet knows it is completely at the mercy of the keeper, that it knows it cannot offer anything the keeper does not already possess, and that compliance is the only way forward.

(Captive Pet Manual For Keepers - excerpt 2)

[goodlittlet0y]

hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me hit me

[fak33-boi]

Most fucked up fantasy?

I want someone to starve me until I’m too frail and weak to even think about fighting back

[toxic-embrace]

18+ MDNI | Completely gender and anatomy neutral | Beware: medical, pain, restraints, needles, crying

Concept: sadistic dom who is in veterinary school.

They‘re learning all about proper injection technique, how to sterilize the area, how to ensure a proper 90° angle when inserting the needle into the skin, and how to safely dispose of the needle afterwards. And, naturally, they have to practice somehow so they can be the best vet possible. Silicone pads are good and helpful, but at the end of the day, like practicing a blowjob on a dildo, silicone can’t give any feedback. Eventually, they‘re going to have to practice on something living.

Rather than resort to animal cruelty, they have the brilliant idea to practice on a human! And, luckily, they know the perfect test subject: their lovely sub.

The first time they try, the sub keeps flinching and squirming at the alcohol wipe, and tensing up no matter what, so they end up having to tie them down securely so they can‘t move away and mess anything up. Once they’re all tied up and the dom is pinning them down so they don’t try to wiggle in their bonds, they sink the needle slowly into their sub‘s arm, shushing their pathetic whimpers as the steel glides smoothly into their muscle.

They carefully press the plunger, injecting sterile saline, then pull out the hypodermic needle and dispose of it in a sharps container.

“You did so well,” they whisper as they kiss away the crimson dot on their arm, covering it with a bandage. “How was my technique?”

“G-good… I think- I think the angle might have been a bit off?”

“Hmm, ok. Let me try again.”

The sub thrashes, rope digging into their skin, and lets out a pathetic, whiny groan.

“Shut up. You know I need to practice.”

The dom tries again and again, in the other arm, in the thigh, in each buttock, and then in each arm again. By the time they’re done, their sub is covered in bandages, crying and begging to be done.

“Ok ok, I guess that’s enough practice for today.”

The sub stays tied up while the two cuddle in bed, the dom kissing away their tears like they did their blood, cooing and gently stroking the sub’s entire body (like how they calm down scared animals in class—although the sub doesn’t need to know that). The aftercare is, of course, very nice, but there’s an ulterior motive too.

The next morning, the sub wakes up stiff and sore from sleeping in bondage after all those injections. Throughout the next few days, the dom absolutely delights in pressing hard on their sore muscles throughout the day.

They squeeze too hard in a surprise hug, ignoring when their sub cries out in surprise and pain. They initiate a kiss, but then grip the sub’s ass cruelly, spreading and kneading it so they whine into the dom’s mouth. They grip the outside of the sub’s thighs while going down on them to the point of overstimulation so they have an excuse to roughly manhandle the sensitive tissue of their thighs. It’s like being covered in bruises, except there’s nothing visible and they can be inflicted with incomparable precision and deliberateness.

The sub heals up before long, but injection technique is a very important skill, and it wouldn’t do to get rusty. Practice makes perfect!

[cherrycola-cumstain]

How would you feel about being locked up and used as a trash can? Randoms just shoving whatever they could up your asshole and you could do nothing to stop it? The stretch of your asshole barely able to contain whatever the want. Feeling liquids flow further into you. Maybe when you're first installed, the dude who installed you spanks your asshole. Just to make it puffy and more visible to everyone else that your hole is open and willing for whatever they want.

mmmm i've had that fantasy before. always gets me hard and wet 🤤

[barewingthin]

i need someone to absolutely destroy my holes until it can’t close anymore. make me gape so bad until i'm useless. ruin my holes, you can do whatever you want as long as you hurt me real bad

[thornyvvitch]

I hate when you go looking for object insert and it's all just dildos and fisting. Like, no?? That's not at all what I want. I want the weird shit, the really fucking nasty things.

Shove spare change in my cunt like I'm the fucking washing machine. Make me chug a glass bottle of coke and then fuck me with it. Put as many of those dollar store squishy toys in me as I can take. Stick a wiimote in me and have me try to beat you at Cooking Mama, I don't fucking know.

Get creative, people!

[smack4smack]

long srry

Son is deeply deeply depressed, filled with rage that’s pushed down deep within him, his heart has been decomposed for a long time- He cannot maintain genuine relationships with anyone…friends, romantic partners, his family, himself,

For the longest time he tried so hard, so so hard, to be good, to show people that yes he was so pure and caring and deserving- Tried to convince them and ultimately himself the things his father used to scream at him were not true and never had been. But once he realized he was unable to live up to anyone’s standards, much less his own, it fell apart, and he gave up, gave up on everything.

The time he had propositioned his father was in a moment of desperation. they had fought so badly, over nothing that warranted the screaming or humiliation or anger; he felt like a child again, stupid, voiceless, useless,

He had begged his father on his hands and knees to please love him, just do something, anything, whatever it takes…! At any cost…!! He flung himself at him, trying to force an embrace, eyes wet with tears, so desperate for any shred of affection. he was rejected yet again; his father always did this, always, always refused to soothe or love or do anything at all-

His father pushed him away yet again, leaving him on the ground.

A massive rush of adrenaline came in- the kind one feels in fight or flight mode- without thinking he frantically undid his fathers belt with shaking hands, unbuttoned his jeans, pulled them down, and hesitated; he looked up at his father with wide wet eyes for reassurance, instruction, punishment-

Father stared back with a blank expression, grabbed his cock and put it up to his mouth expectantly. He opened his mouth and accepted it, closing his eyes and trying to make himself enjoy the sensation. For a brief moment he had paused to wonder the exact moment his life had gone wrong, and how exactly he ended up on his knees with his fathers cock in his mouth,

Wondered what exactly he had ever done that made his father hate him so much, what he did that determined he was worthless,

His mind walked away from itself and he now distantly found himself enthusiastically sucking his father’s cock- he was in such a disconnected state that he couldn’t entirely feel the now throbbing tent in his own pants- he couldn’t see his face covered in saliva and mess, he couldn’t see how pathetic he looked, or hear the loud wet sounds his mouth was making, or hear himself moan-

All he was able to focus on- all that was tangible was the feeling of his father running his hands through his hair, the warm satisfied feeling deep in his chest, the sound of his father as he moaned every time his dick hit the back of his throat, or the constant stream of praise-

“You’re doing so good, god your mouth feels so good, fuck- yeah that’s right, look up at me, look at daddy with those pretty eyes- get it all the way down, I always knew you’d be a good little cocksucker-“

His hand mindlessly took his now excruciatingly hard cock out and frantically stroked it, making sure to gag for daddy because that’s what he likes, made sure to look deeply into his eyes, made sure to moan like the women in the pornos daddy used to watch with his bedroom door wide open when mom wasn’t home-

Daddy grabbed his head and began to fuck his throat; he couldn’t take it anymore, the sight of his own son playing with himself as he sucked his cock with great enthusiasm was something he had thought about for years; his boy shut his eyes and went limp, the kind of limp that signals surrender,

Sons mind shuts off completely, now surrendering to his new role as daddy’s cocksucker, existing to stay on his knees and make daddy happy. That’s all he’s ever wanted, to make daddy happy, proud, to make daddy proud of his good grades, or the 4.0 he graduated with, or the good job he got, or even just proud of the person he was- before he’d just resigned to the fact that there really was no hope for him, he wasn’t worth a damn thing, the world is cruel and nobody can be trusted- all dad did is yell and scream and use his belt, mom didn’t help him, the world won’t help him-

He cums a moment after father does, gagging and hacking at the slick slime going down his throat, out of breath and shaking all over; his mind wanders back to him, letting itself be known by the intense feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach, the humiliating realization of feeling used, the nausea that now washes over him in harsh waves, his throat felt sore and abused…looking at the floor, his heart drops at the sight of his cum puddled on the carpet, the same carpet he use to cower on as a child when he heard father’s footsteps coming up the deck and his keys jingle-

Father did nothing as he shook violently on the floor, hugging his knees to his chest; father went into the other room to answer a phone call; father yells at his employees on the phone; father ignores his son crying and broken on the floor for the millionth time-

He wanted to say he was ashamed of what he and his father had done, but those words sounded wrong- what “they had done”- it wasn’t something they had done together, or an act of mutual desire, a moment of lust gone too far- it was just…something that happened, something he’d have to live with for this rest of his life and walk around with his head weighed down in shame. Just something that happened. That’s all.

[rattedmutt]

been rly thinking abt tummy bulges recently and it's actually been taunting me

taking sm too big and being cooed at for taking it all bc it shows 😵‍💫

[inferior-cunt-clem]

I need a man who beats me every time his football team loses. 🍊

[littlepillowprince]

Alright, you’ve heard me ramble about jealous dad.

Now get ready for the opposite.

Dad who doesn’t care that his boy gets passed around like a joint at a party. Doesn’t care when he comes home all debauched and stupid. Only cares about the fact that after all that, his boy comes and sits in his lap and lets his dad grope up on him while giving him deep long kisses, the kind those silly men could never give his boy. Pressing his baby boy into the couch so he can make sure the last load his son takes that night is his own. Adoring his little slutty son.

[dreamie-brain]

i'm so into humiliation lately...like pls stretch me out and ruin me and then tell me how worthless i am. shove a fleshlight in my cunt or ass and fuck that because it's the only way i'll please you. remind me how depraved i am. ruin me in ways i couldn't even think of that make me realise how far gone i really am.

[cinnamoroll-brat]

Getting raped by big brother in the middle of the night. It’s my fault for falling asleep on the couch and not in my bedroom. If I didn’t want him to rape me I shouldn’t have been out where he can see me, asleep and vulnerable