Tw for hard kinks: don’t like, don’t read. Minors do not read, DNI
I’ve been having this fantasy recently of being at a bar, and talking to a group of guys who are all buddies. They’re buying me drinks, and I don’t know what’s in them. Apparently it’s more alcohol than I thought, cause pretty soon they can pour shots right down my throat and I barely try to stop them. They half carry half wall me over to the pool table where one of them starts to push his hands down the front of my pants. “Hey, stop,” I try to say but it comes out all slurred and they all just laugh at me before another one pulls my arms away and holds my wrists together, while the first sticks his hand back down my pants, groping at the growing wetness around my slit. “I think this whore wants us to fuck it, boys!” And his friends cheer while he undoes my pants and pulls them down and off. They spread my legs and start to toy with me, sliding fingers in and out, pulling on my clit, pinching me and laughing while I flinch. One of them lifts my body and sits me on the side of the pool table, and calls out “hey, watch this!” Before he grabs a pool cue. His friends hold my legs apart while he rests the cue on his hand and nuzzles it up against my cunt. I try to jerk away but his friends are so much stronger than me, and he fumbles the tip inside me, where he starts to jab around. I flinch and jerk as it hurts me and pokes against my walls, and all the men at the bar laugh at me. He starts to saw it in and out, pushing it deep, bashing my cervix, while I sob out. “Oh, poor baby”, one of the men mocks, and pinches the inside of my thigh. “Stupid little whore,” says another, “don’t you know that hole only exists to get fucked?” And he adds his rough fingers in along side the pool cue. Someone has their phone out, snapping photos of my tear stained face and the stretched, painful mess they’ve made of my cunt. “Okay, that’s enough boys,” someone says, and I think I might finally be done. But then I see him undo his pants and pull out his hard cock. “Pool cues and fingers are all well and good but do you wanna see how many cocks it can take at once?”
I want to bathe you. You don’t have to do a thing—just let me take care of you. I’ll strip you naked, carry you to the bathroom in my arms. It’s already warm there, steam curling in the air. The water’s hot; sink into it. Let the heat unknot your muscles while I cup my hands and pour it over your shoulders. Listen to the quiet slosh of it, the drip from my fingertips.
I’ll wash your hair first. Work the lather through every strand, my fingers massaging your scalp in slow circles. Tilt your head back for me. Let me rinse it all away, my palm cradling your forehead, so the suds don’t sting your eyes.
Then the soap. I’ll drag the washcloth over your skin—down your neck, along your collarbones, over the swell of your breasts. Every pass slower than the last. Your arms, your wrists, the dip of your waist. I’ll knead the tension from your lower back, my thumbs pressing just hard enough to make you arch.
Oh, and between your thighs? Maybe my palm lingers there a little too often, but we want you clean, don’t we? You’re such a mess after last night.
No, baby, I won’t untie your hands. Wouldn’t want you doing something rash, slip or hurt yourself... I know it’s awkward, but bear with it, okay? No, you can’t go home—are you really that bored with me already? You’ll like it later, I promise; you'll see how nice I can be if you behave. Now hush, unless you want the gag back.
You know, I prefer girls smooth down there. Let me shave you. Don’t flinch—you think I don’t know how to handle a razor? Sweetheart, I was shaving before you knew your ABCs. Spread your pretty legs for me, don’t make me force you. There… good girl.
See? Nothing bad happened. You’re fine. Bare looks even prettier on you. Still swollen from yesterday… Sorry, baby, I got carried away. But you should’ve seen yourself—so helpless, scared, yet all wet. How could I resist? Remember how many times I came inside you? It's hard to think of a more sincere compliment a man could give you.
Let me kiss you there. Our first kiss on the lips, isn't that romantic? I want to taste you. Shh, I know you’re sore. I’ll be gentle. Just like this… Feel my tongue? Slow circles around your clit. Teasing your slit. Slipping inside. You’re so smooth and silky. So delicious. Let my fingers in—relax, I’ll go easy. Just stroking that sweet spot… Fuck, you’re still so tight. Let me cover your clit with my mouth, suck it... I'll do it until you cum—as long as it takes. I want to feel you throbbing and clenching around my fingers.
…But I won’t stop when you cum. I’ll keep going even harder while you shake and sob. You can’t push me away, can you? Not with your hands tied. Feel the tip of my tongue teasing the very head of your clit?
Feel my smile against your skin?
Now stand up. Face the wall. Look at you, legs trembling—so cute. Come on, baby, you got yours—now it’s my turn. You made me hard again, after such a night—how do you even do this? What’s that? Please? Please what? Louder. “Please don’t”? Liar. Your body’s begging for it.
Don’t worry, I’ll be quick. Then I'll let you rest, I promise. It’s not my fault you’re so damn tempting. Just be patient. Oh… fuck. You feel like heaven. Like your hips were made for my hands. Your pussy was made for me. You were made for this, baby... for love. Sometimes love hurts a little, but you'll get used to it.
This is what your new life looks like, do you like it? Why do you even want to go home? What's waiting for you there, a stack of bills and a cold bed? No, I need you here.
What a pity you’re so dry. Don’t want me at all, baby? Uh—yeah, understandable. Waking up in a strange place, tied up, naked, gagged… no idea who I am. Should’ve watched your drink better at that club. What can I say? Never mind. Right now, I’d really love to see you nice and wet. So… what should we do?
Hmm. I could just fuck you dry—or maybe finger you? That’d work… I know you’re scared, but your body’ll still react. Isn’t that funny? But there’s a faster way. We just need more blood to flow down there.
What if I slap your pussy a few times? Oh, not like in those funny erotic GIFs—hard. Like this. …Shh, shh, yeah, I know. Heavy hand.
What if I dig my nails in? Roughly squeeze these tender little folds, pinch your clit… Can you feel it? That burn between your legs?
What else do I have… Ah. Clothespins. Tight ones—just bear with it. What’re you whining about? Don’t twitch, you’re tied up good. Oh, they hold perfect on your lips… You should see how they stretch you open when I pull them apart… Never mind, I’ll show you the photos later.
You already look so pretty. But it could be better… I had a scalpel around here somewhere—Damn. You’re crying. Don’t. I’m already rock-hard for you, baby, and this just turns me on more. I was gonna wait ‘til you were ready… but now? I might rush. My hand might slip.
Now, now, don’t be scared. I’ll be careful. Disinfected and everything… Not cutting anything off, just a couple scratches. Shit. Hold still, you bitch. FREEZE. Now. Or I'll shove this sharp thing into one of your holes, really fucking deep. Don’t test me. …There. Good.
Fuck. The blood on you looks… no words. And it’s just a little. Didn’t even hurt that much, right? Know why? ‘Cause you’re already soaking. Told you. Jeez, you’re so slick inside, so tight, turgid… Feel my fingers in your cunt? Course you do, so sensitive right now. Maybe you’re just a little masochist, huh? Getting wet from the pain? Oh, right—you can’t answer. Gagged.
...Ahh, you take me so well… like you were waiting for this. Maybe you wanted it? A good girl wouldn’t go to that club alone. Wouldn’t wear a skirt that barely covers anything. Wouldn’t get drunk. Might as well’ve written "rape me" on your forehead. And hey—good girls don’t get this wet when they're raped. I know that look—you love how I’m pounding you, hitting just right, yeah? Might even cum for me, huh? Oh, I’ll make you. As many times as I want. Come on, just give in. Stop crying. Start moaning. It’ll hurt less.
new easter tradition where i put you in a headlock and pull up your cute little church dress and rip your panties to the side and finger you in front of the mirror or a window where you or anybody else can see what a good pious girl you are before i put you on your knees and tell you to start praying 🙏
I want him to kidnap me and force me on a sailboat, knowing I can't swim. Take me out on the open water and rape me for days on end, knowing I can't escape.
hnnng imagine being at a concert in a short little skirt and theres a guy pressed against ur back. u feel his cock hard and twitching against ur ass and u try to get away, but the crowd is packed so densely u cant move. u try and yell for help and get people’s attention, but the musician and crowd are so loud no one really notices. a few do, but just watch as this man pulls ur panties aside and shoves his cock all the way in and starts raping u.
u squirm and try to get away but his hold on ur hips is too strong, his cock ramming in and out of ur pussy. he’s buried all the way inside u, rocking and rutting his cock roughly into u when he starts to play with ur clit. u let out an embarrassed whimper bc by now ur dripping all over his fat cock. he fills u up deep with his cum and pulls out, leaving freshly raped and leaking cum for the rest of the concert.
I'm imaging you bent over. The tip of my cock pounding against your cervix each thrust sending a deep throbbing pain up through your cunt and into your stomach. As I willfully ignore your cries snd sobs being me to stop as I mindlessly rut into your perfect little hole.
Entirely consumed by the feeling of how good your tight little cunt feels wrapped around my cock as I prepare to breed you.
The appeal of having a big dick isn’t some kind of weird masculinity thing (For myself, I personally prefer “minimal gender expression” androgyny over “maximal gender expression” androgyny) The appeal of having a big dick—or even a knot—is just so I can ruin and impale subs’ holes. I want it to be a struggle. I don’t want you to be able to take me comfortably. I want it to hurt, and I want it to be my fault. I want you to whine and cry and try to push me off when I bury myself so deep my hips meet your thighs. When my tip rearranges your cervix [if applicable] and I grind against your insides.
This is partially why using dildos and toys and such is so great, but it is also so much hotter to do it myself.
suspension and one bar prisons are such an underrated concept. especially if the toy in question is especially large and cruelly shaped. imagine a being strung up by your arms, standing on a stool and nearly fully sheathed on a massive toy. maybe there's an inch or so left, and maybe it has spikes, maybe it has a knot that's just barely pressing against your entrance.
it's already stretching you so painfully wide, pressed against the back of your cunt. but then the stool's kicked away and you fall back on the toy, and it hurts, so fucking badly. all you can do is fight to keep your balance, toes just barely brushing the floor and breathing through the pain. imagine just hanging there, quivering and panting and growing more and more tired as you're practically split open on such a massive toy.
imagine losing your balance and stumbling and sinking further down, screaming as the toy suddenly pounds the back of your channel, pressing impossibly deeper. god wouldn't that hurts so badly. now imagine that with a knot. losing your balance and gravity forces the entire knot in in one swift push. can you imagine the scream it'd rip from you. wow.
A captor forcing his victim to cockwarm him.Stolen away to a hideout he had prepared for her, her heart pounding loudly at the fear of being trapped with this stranger who had watched her greedily all day as if in ownership. As night falls, he finally approaches, his massive frame towering over her small body. He trails a finger slowly down her body to inspect her pretty little cunt, circling around her clit before slipping slightly inside to stroke her small opening. He smiled in pleasure as her warm channel squeezed his finger tightly in an attempt to expel him, the quiet whimper she let out caused him to harden further. Finally he tells her she will cockwarm him, her mind already blank in shock at the size of his monstrous cock.
He sits and slowly pulls her closer until she is perched over the top of his cock, fear and disbelief building at the situation she found herself in. The blunt tip of his gigantic cock nudging against her small hole. He smiles at the visual of his fat cock notching against her small pink pussy. “You’re going to take me deep inside you, and sit prettily while you get used to having something so big inside.” She shook her head in panic, even as her body betrayed her and she felt the wetness growing between her thighs.
He gently pulled down her hips, forcing her to begin sinking onto his thick cock. She whimpered quietly as she struggled to fit him in. He stroked her back in reassurance even as he forced her to continue accepting his tremendous girth, “shhh little one. It’s ok. You’re taking it so well.” He watched her calmly as she squirmed and cried, “It’s too much! Please we have to stop.” “Its ok” he repeated as she sunk further, stretched tightly, “It’s not all the way in yet. You’ve got such a perfect pussy, you can take all of it. I know you can”. A single tear escaped as he continued to advance. To take and fill. To possess. Holding her tightly in place so that she couldn’t move away from his invasion. He felt her pussy flutter in desperation, “breathe, little one, breathe for me”. She gasped in air as he continued to work his way into her body.
“Such a good girl taking daddy’s cock deep inside”, she whined long and low. “Shhhh, you’re doing so good. So pretty for me”. He watched with a possessive glint in his eye as she struggled to accomodate the thick intrusion. She let out small gasping sounds as more and more of his cock was forced into her. “Thats right, sit nicely while Daddy fills your sweet cunt” he whispered. She felt as full as she could possibly get when he paused in bringing their hips together. She mistakenly believed this was the end, that she had taken his full cock - she sobbed once, reluctantly sagging in relief against his body. He stroked her back, her hips, comforting her where she lay against his wide chest. “You’re so beautiful like this, little one.” He reached a hand between them to lightly stroke where she was stretched widely around him. She shivered at the sensation. “A bit more now sweetheart, then you can relax here while you keep Daddy nice and warm”. She tensed at learning she had yet to take his full length.
His large hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her down while he thrust upward, forcing his cock through her small opening. Until she was fully seated. She felt impossibly stretched and full, violated and overwhelmed, the uncomfortable pressure deep inside where his cock brushed her cervix with every adjustment of their bodies. “Youre doing so good, sweetheart. Such a good girl, taking Daddy so deep.” She let out an involuntary whimper at the overwhelming fullness. Her distress only caused him to harden more.
He reached around their bodies, stroking a single finger gently across her clit causing her body to jerk in reaction. A gasp escaped her lips at the combination of pleasure with pain. The dual sensations overwhelmed, making her whimper and tense up. Tensing up made the paint deep inside increase, and she cried out. “Fuck, I love that sound. It’ll be ok little one.” That single finger returned to circle her sensitive nub with continuous strokes causing her to rhythmically tighten around his shaft.
“Daddy is going to pet this sweet little clit until you feel all better”. She felt her wetness grow despite the violation of her small hole and how he was wedged deeply inside her. Her mind rebelled at the knowledge that he was going to force her to come around his massive cock. “No, no, no, no. Please stop” “you have to come little one, this is how we train your sweet cunt to get used to being filled with Daddy’s cock”.
Her hips began to rock involuntarily, sending shoots of pain as her cervix was abused by the friction. His large hands clamped down on her hips, forcing her to remain still. “Sit pretty, my little doll. Squeeze that tight cunt around my cock like a good girl. Just like that” She struggled against the invasion this stranger was forcing on her body and her mind. He pinched her clit gently, “such a good girl letting Daddy play with your wet little clit. A little more sweetheart” he added while continuing to stroke her without reprieve. Despite her reluctance and the way she was stretched wide around his giant cock, she felt herself begin to come, pulsing wildly. She gasped as the forced pleasure blended with the pain and nearly overwhelmed her senses.
He patiently stroked her through the orgasm, then cuddled her against his chest, muddling her mind when it wanted to rebel, to forget. But the way he was still deeply embedded in her forced her mind to where they were still joined. “There you go little one, so good for Daddy.” She whimpered lightly in a daze when he thrust briefly up into her. Despite the fact that all she had done was sit andwarm his cock, she new she would be sore tomorrow from his massive size. “Soon you’ll be ready for Daddy to fuck you and ruin your pretty little cunt. Tonight you’ll keep me buried deep inside all night and in the morning you’ll be all ready.” Her mind blanked at realizing she’d get no relief despite the soreness between her thighs, that she’d be stretched wide all night long. His hand snaked down her body to her puffy clit once again. “Show Daddy how prettily you come again, ok princess?”
touching myself and thinking about crying and struggling underneath him while he pushes his cock deeper inside me. being held down under his weight while he ruins me and gropes my body. wanna feel his cock stretch me open while i cry about how much it hurts. want him to force me to take every inch.
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