I'm hanging out with friends in the heat and complain about not being able to be topless like they are because of my stupid tits. One says "your boobs are so small they barely even count. Another says "Just take it off, you're basically a guy anyways." The backyard we're in has a tall fence, so I do it, thinking it's not a big deal.
The rest of the afternoon I can feel them staring at my chest, especially the men in the group. Whenever I move my tits jiggle and heads turn. I get quieter because I start to feel awkward drawing attention to myself.
After a couple of beers, a couple of my guy friends start wrestling and bump into my flimsy lawn chair, knocking it over. "What the fuck guys" I say, quickly standing up and realizing how small I am beside them. "What are you gonna do about it" one of them says.
I give him a weak punch to the arm, knowing if I initiate anything further he has an excuse to grab me. He immediately grabs my arms, holding them above my head, putting my bare body on display. "What the fuck bitch put me the fuck down" I say while he laughs at me.
One of the girls, still in her lawn chair, says "get his ass!" Referring to me. The irony of being called "him" while everyone can see my obviously female chest makes me blush. The other guy flicks a tit and says "bitch" before I'm released. Everyone laughs and no one thinks its weird. We return to our chairs and I'm handed another beer.
the spanking paradox: if you enjoy being spanked then spanking isn't really a punishment. so the real punishment is not being spanked. but if you're not being spanked you're unregulated and you misbehave. which means you need spanking more. which means....... wait. oh. that's what maintenance spankings are for. i just solved it in real time. someone give me a grant.
i love cockwarming, i want to do it all the time, i’m so warm and wet and comfortable inside, don’t you want me to cockwarm you too? i just wanna sit in your lap and shiver and clench around you while you play a video game or work. want you to rub my back and pet my hair and hold me so close as i start to fall asleep with my head on your shoulder, so full and complete with you inside me.
then maybe you can use me while i sleep- who said that
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.
whining and being dramatic just so my owner will feel bad for me and console me <333
or alternatively: torturing my poor puppy with light touches and spanks on its puppy parts until it’s whining and crying and begging for me to fuck its hole <333
ugh my pussy is so wet n sticky right now someone should lowkey just rip my little panties from my body and slurp away at my pussy while holding my legs in place til i actually cannot say literate words anymore, just a cacophany of groans and moans of pleasure and sensations
really wanting to make a return to writing, too - anyone got any particular fantasies they're hoping a cnc slut like i would write for?
Rough stuff. A hug from behind, slowly wrapping my arm around your throat. A nice long squeeze until your silly brain is fuzzy. Kissing your neck as you scratch at my bicep. I won’t hurt you, but you’ll know that I could. Letting go at the last moment. I love watching you gasp.
Push you around. Toss you on the sofa and tell you to get up. Push you down again. You’re funny when you’re dizzy. I keep telling you to stand up and you keep falling over. My hands around your neck make your face turn pink. A little shake. You fell over again, how cute.
I’ll lead you. One hand on the back of your neck, the other on your wrist. You don’t need to worry where we’re going. A little push if you walk too slow. I’ll catch you if you trip. I’ll trip you so you fall. I’ll hold onto your trembling body and lower you to the floor. I can lead you while you crawl.
I’ll walk you like a dog, your hair is your leash. Stop, stay, sit, heel. Down, girl. Pushing your face into the carpet. Stick your ass up in the air. Pressing your head into the ground until you learn where you belong. Take your clothes off. Strip, doggy. Faster. I’ll shove you over while you struggle with your shirt.
You're pathetic, rolling around on the rug like that. I’ll drag you by your ankles. Just because I take you to the bedroom doesn’t mean you earned the bed. You deserve the corner. Face the wall. Heel. You remember how to do that, right? Head on the ground, pussy open for me. You're wet, doggy. You like this? This was just foreplay. I know you can handle the rough stuff.
The Silent Auction. She had never been bought before. The girl squirms in her cage as a woman unlocks it, slowly guiding her out.
“Did I… get sold…?” The young girl asks the woman. “Yes, you did. We’re going to deliver you now.” Her heart leaps in her chest. “Really?! Ah, uh… how much was I…?” The mistress cuts her off. “You don’t have to worry about that. Come with me and we’ll get you ready.”
A few ribbons tied around her body, a sprinkle of perfume, and a blindfold. After a long drive, the woman leads her by the hand into the house. “Thanks for dropping her off so soon.” A man’s voice makes her shiver. “Our pleasure. Thank you for your purchase.” A bit of idle chatter. In the darkness of her blindfold, she can only listen. The woman leaves. A long pause as she hears him approach.
Walking around her in circles, he carefully checks the girl’s body. Every bit of her is just as when she was on display. She winces and bites her lip as his hands roam across her skin. The ribbons are removed. The girl has never felt so naked. He inspects her mouth, easing two fingers between her lips. Finally, the man breaks his silence.
“Perfect.” She lets out a soft gasp, breathing into his hand. The man strokes her cheek and slowly lifts her blindfold. Her eyes fall on him for the first time. Oh… He’s so handsome… The girl’s doe eyes are wide with fear. Her greatest anxiety is relieved by his comforting smile. So much older than I expected… His greying hair and tangled laugh lines surround bright, youthful eyes. He looks… kind…
“Come along, let me give you the tour.” The man wipes his fingers off and takes her by the hand. The home is beautiful. Old wood floors, tasteful furniture, and a massive window looking out towards the mountains. She gawks at the enormous space. “This is the kitchen. I like to cook, so you don’t need to worry about that. You’ll just be cleaning.”
He leads her to the bedroom. A king size bed sits along a central wall. “This is where we sleep. You’ll take care of laundry and such as well.” Her toes curl. Where we sleep. The man opens up a closet, showing off an almost empty hanger. “This is where you can keep your clothes. This is all you’ll need for now.” He takes the single garment off the rack. A simple black apron, with a bit of white lace.
After dinner she slips into the only piece of clothing she owns. The man watches her exposed back and bare bum as she washes the dishes. Little flecks of dish soap and water land on her apron. He can see her pussy when she bends over to pick up a dropped towel. Finishing her chore, the girl joins him on the couch.
“May I sit… sir?” Her voice warbles, barely able to say the honorific. “In a moment. I want to inspect you.” The girl blushes beet red. He rests his hand on her hip and turns her around, lightly pulling her bum towards him. Two fingers stroke along her thigh gap. The man feels her cunt, runs a finger along her slit. Rubbing his fingertips together he feels the girl’s wetness. He touches her ass, checks her clit, strokes her smooth skin. “Perfect.”
The slave joins him in the shower. Following his instructions, she pours liquid soap over her chest. Pressing her tits against his body, the girl begins to rub. Bubbles and foam run down her stomach. The girl rubs her tummy against his thigh. She uses her pussy to wash his hands. Soft and slippery, she cleans her master. They rinse off, and the slave dries him off with a towel. Through the fluffy fabric, she feels his heavy cock grow in her hand.
“What would you like me to do now?” He sits on the bed as she presents herself to him. “I’ll inspect you again.” The girl bends over. Her ass twitches as he touches her. Strands of her cum stick to her thighs, her pussy flushed bright pink. “You’re wetter than before.” The man says idly. “I – uh, thank you? Sir?” Having completed the inspection, he lays down on the bed.
“Areyougoingtohavesexwithme.” The nervous question spills from her lips. He gives her a soft chuckle. “Oh, eventually. You don’t need to worry about that, slave.” Her eyes widen. Slave. The first time he’s called her that. Her new reality crashes in on her. With a sudden gasp, she starts to rub at her pussy. “Hey. Cut that out. Never without permission.” The girl’s jaw drops. “Oh! I’m sorry… I didn’t know.”
“If you don’t know, then ask. Understood?” The man climbs under the sheets. She slowly joins him. “Yes… sir? Master? Owner?” He wraps his arms around her. “Any are fine… unless we have guests. You call them sir or ma’am, and you’ll only call me master, then.” The girl nods as he turns out the light. “Good job asking. You’re doing well.” The man can feel her tremble in his arms. “Thank you master… good night…”
The slave barely sleeps. She would toss and turn, but she doesn’t want to disturb her new owner. Her needy cunt reminds her of its presence with warm tingles. The girl would do anything to rub herself. Finally, she dozes off.
“Good morning, slave.” Her eyes creak open to see the man dressed and standing before her. As she climbs out of bed, he points to the sheets. “Looks like you’ll have to do laundry today.” In the night, the girl’s wet pussy left a faint streak on the fabric. The slave is embarrassed but slips on her apron and attends to her task.
The master inspects his property throughout the day. In the morning, they’re only little checks. A quick grope of her pussy to see if she’s wet. The girl always is. Her hips wiggle as he inspects her, trying to get a moment of pleasure out of his touch. In the afternoon, his inspections are more thorough. Bending her over fully, his thumbs push against her pussy lips - opening up her hole for him. A single droplet of cum runs out from her slit.
The next morning, she wakes up before him. Her head rests against his shoulder. The slave takes a moment to admire his rugged features. She tries to guess how much older he is. Twenty years? Twenty five? At least double her age. The girl steals a peek under the sheets. His hard morning wood points up at her. Instinctively she goes to touch it, then herself. Her hand pulls back with neither reward.
“I have a question.” He’s finished his morning workout. She sits behind him, massaging his back. “Yes, slave?” Her title still makes her nerves go haywire. “I… uhm… how much did you… pay for me…?” The man gently rests his hand on her thigh. “You really don’t need to worry about that. The important thing is that you’re mine.” She gives him an obedient nod. “Alright, thank you for the massage. Bend over, it’s inspection time.”
The dinner party. Her master had been cooking all day, whistling as he attends to the ingredients. Slipping into her new clothing, the girl checks on him. “I’m fine, slave. Go wait in the bedroom until our guests are here.” She returns to the room and sits on the bed. The girl stares at herself in the mirror. Her new lingerie hides nothing. The harness-like bra has open cups, letting her breasts hang free. The crotchless panties only draw attention to her bare pussy.
Through the door, she can hear the guests arrive. The group chatters and enjoys appetizers. Her owner’s voice booms out through the laughter. “Alright, I’ll go get her!” The slave’s stomach ties itself in knots. He slowly opens the bedroom door and holds out his hand. “Come, slave. My friends want to meet you.”
“Ah! She’s gorgeous!” A woman cheers as the slave steps into the living room. “Oh wow, I can see why you paid so much for her.” The girl’s head spins as she surveys the crowd. A half dozen people stare at her. “I know, she’s perfect, I just had to have her.” The master wraps her in a hug. His arms brush against her bare chest, his hands slide upwards and cup her breasts. “Go ahead and take a closer look.”
The group chats among themselves as the slave stands at attention. His guests approach her one by one, admiring her young body. They stroke their hands through her hair, along her back, up her thigh. The group inspects her wet pussy, now soaking into the straps of her crotchless underwear. One man lightly touches her clit and the girl’s knees buckle. Catching herself, she whimpers. “Thank you… sir…”
Everybody sits down for dinner. The girl eats out of a bowl, kneeling next to her owner. They talk about her as they eat. “Mine sleeps in a cage. You treat her too good, she’ll forget she’s a slave.” A woman protests. “I think it’s sweet! Letting her sleep in the bed makes her more loyal.” Another man tells her joke. “She’s certainly loyal. Her cunt was soaked.” Her master laughs. “Still is, too.” A quick pat down of her pussy and he shows the group his wet fingers.
After the meal, she slips on her apron and clears the table. They drink wine and talk loudly as she washes the dishes. Her mind buzzes as she scrubs. Finishing her task, she slowly creeps back into the dining room. “All done, master.” She says politely during a break in the conversation. “Ah, good. Come here, slave. Sit on the table and lie back.” The group moves the wine bottles and glasses to the side as she moves into position.
“I can’t get over how fucking hot she is.” The woman slurs her words, sipping from her glass. “Neither can I. She’s perfect.” Her master pushes open her legs. The slavegirl’s gaze spins around the table. Everyone can see her. The crowd loves the night’s entertainment. His familiar fingers toy with her pussy, checking carefully. Wet and needy, she stains his fingers with her cum.
An unfamiliar touch. She feels something warm and heavy between her legs. Sprawled out on the dinner table, the girl looks downwards. Her master’s cock rubs against her slit.
“Oh.” One hard thrust and she feels him bury his cock in her cunt. “AH! Master!” The girl shudders and squirms. Her wild eyes look around at the guests. “Fuck! Ah! Stop!” The group laughs at her pathetic whimpering. “Stop! Stop! Stop!” Her hips twitch and she arches her back. Loud whimpers and desperate begging. The slave cums on her master’s cock.
“You forget your place.” The master grips her bare tits, forcing himself deeper. “You’re mine. My sex slave.” Her heels kick helplessly against his back. “Oh – yes! AH! I’m your sex slave! Oh, God, everyone’s looking! Please stop!” She makes the mistake of looking down at his cock thrusting in and out of her soaked pussy. Her orgasm continues. “Yes! Ah! Fuck me, master! Fuck me~”
Everybody laughs. They’re laughing at me. The girl’s fingers claw at her owner’s chest. “No more no more no more…” More laughter. They’re laughing at me. Her legs lock around him, pulling him deeper. “Fuck me fuck me fuck me…” The master’s hands squeeze around her neck. “Master, break me, fuck your little slave…”
Her body twists, her eyes meet the woman who complemented her earlier. Breathing deeply through her nostrils, the girl can’t look away. “I’m his sex slave…” She whimpers to the stranger. The woman gives her a condescending nod. “Mmhm, that’s right.” She feels her master’s cock thump inside her pussy. “I’m his sss…” She starts to cum again.
The man carefully breaks in his new toy. Brief outbursts of crying and fighting are followed by manic begging. The group watches every detail. Finally, the girl lies face down on the table. He ruts into her limp body. “Who do you belong to?” The man asks, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. “You. Master.” She drools on the table. “Imyersexslave…” He breeds her cunt. She slumps to the floor. They pour some more wine.
“Have a good night!” He waves his guests goodbye. Returning to the dining room, he finds his slave missing. Taking a few wine glasses from the table, the man enters the kitchen. She’s wearing her apron, washing glasses and putting bottles in the recycling. The master puts the cups next to the sink. The slave dips her hands into the warm water.
“Thanks for taking care of those, slave.” The girl smiles at him. “My pleasure, master.” He leans against the counter, watching her bum wiggle as she attends to the glasses. After a few minutes of silence, he steps in close. Groping her ass, his fingers slip down to her cum-filled pussy. The slave sticks her butt out. The master inspects her as she washes the dishes.
The bunnygirl stories are warm, playful, and fun. Nothing too harsh or scary, just a hypersexual bunnygirl and her doting owner. These stories explore themes of enthusiasm, affirmation, and codependency. The common kinks are petplay, freeuse, and caregiving.
I see these characters as the mascots of my blog, and if you're looking for an introduction to my work then this is a great place to start.
'Fresh River Water' - The origin story. The Bunnygirl gets forcibly adopted. A predator/prey tale with a cute, cozy, romantic ending.
'Gone Forever' - A needy Bunnygirl does anal with her owner after being separated for a whole fifteen minutes.
'Out of your burrow' - Bunnygirl and Puppyboy have a cnc playdate while their owners watch.
'A Big Yawn' - Somno story where the Bunnygirl gets put down for a nap and wakes up full of energy.
'Are chu mad at me?' - Praise and comforting mix with hypersexuality as the owner reinforces his love for his Bunnygirl.
'Cinnamon Bun' - Bunnygirl and owner play while making desserts for a fun night in.
'Too Quiet' - Softcore story where the Bunnygirl and her owner get bunny married.
'Tapping on the Window' - Bunnygirl makes a new friend, a trans Foxgirl, and falls for her tricks. Her owner isn't so easily fooled.
'The Bunnysitter' - A nice lady uses the Bunnygirl, keeping her busy until her owner gets home.
'Christmas Eve' - A softcore romance scene. The Bunnygirl and her owner cuddle in front of the fireplace as she falls asleep.
'Christmas Morning' - The duo wake up in the morning to unwrap their gifts and have some kinky fun under the tree.
I hope you’re all having a lovely easter! Spring is in the air, bunnies are going into heat, and there’s lots of fun to be had :)
Here’s the collection of all my bunnygirl stories! I don’t want to leave out the puppies and kitties, so you can find more petplay stories under #kxsalt petplay
Memory Lapse. Lifting her ponytail, the technician plugs a cord into the base of her skull. “Try to relax, okay? I’m just going to start by indexing your memories.” The girl fidgets in her chair, nervous about the invasive procedure. She tries to make small talk as he scans through everything she remembers of her childhood. “So, uh, who usually gets this done?”
“Eh, you’d be surprised. Sure, people use it to forget traumatic events. The majority are contractors. Corpo types fulfilling their NDAs.” The technician’s eyes flicker as he watches her teenage years fast forward. His patient squirms, all too familiar with what comes next. He watches her birthday party through her memories. The group of men holding her down, the smell of stale synthetic alcohol as they each force their way inside of her.
He’s seen it all. Keeping his bedside manner is no issue. A calming, sympathetic smile. “Is that what you’d like to have removed?” She bites her tongue, scared to ask. All the girl can muster is a shake of her head. “No? Something else?” Looking the technician dead in the eyes, she speaks.
“Everything else.”
The man raises an eyebrow. “You want me to remove… all of your memories… except for that one…?” Her nails dig into the chair. She gets defensive. “If you have a problem with that, I can go somewhere else!” He sighs. “It’s your decision. But I can’t remove everything at once. It’ll take a lot of sessions.” The girl relaxes. Still feisty, she huffs at the technician. “Well, get started then.”
Checking over the rude woman’s memories one more time, he configures his program. “I’m going to leave some basic stuff until the very end. How to walk, speak, eat, use transit, things like that. We’ll start with the broad strokes, and refine it from there.” She leans back in the chair. “When you wake up, you’ll feel like it was just a dream…”
The patient talks in her sleep. A common side effect of the procedure. Incoherent ramblings mixed with deep secrets. When he erases a piece, she stops and stutters and starts again. The girl is limp and dazed as he finishes their first session. He unplugs the cord from the back of her head and rests his hand on her shoulder.
“Do you remember me?” He asks. She stares up at him. “You’re a memory technician… I don’t remember your name…” The man smiles and nods. “Okay, good. What day is it?” The girl looks down at his feet. “I… don’t know…” He smiles again. “Perfect. Looks like our procedure went well. Come back here tomorrow.”
A rare trickle of sunlight drifts through the smog. Looking out from the four-hundredth floor window, the technician watches the light crawl across the sprawling city off into the horizon. His patient is late. When she stumbles into his office, she seems lost and confused. “Everything alright?” He asks, steadying the swaying girl.
“Yeah… I just, uh, forgot how to pay for the train… someone had to teach me.” The man strokes her back. “You forgot how to pay for things? How are you going to pay me for my work, then?” She looks confused. He grips the back of her neck. “Here, get down on your knees. You can pay up front.” Sinking to the ground, the girl opens her mouth. She remembers what she needs to.
Taking his cock in her throat, she bobs her head slowly. The technician holds her ponytail and pushes himself deep. Choking and sucking and trying to breathe through her nose, a long strand of drool escapes her lips and down the front of her shirt. “I can delete this for you too.” He grins as he facefucks her. Slipping his cock out from her open mouth, she jacks him off with both hands. “Uh… no… I’ll keep this…”
Seated in her chair, the man plugs the cord back into her head. Her face is covered in his cum. Loading up the program, he sits down next to her. “We have a small problem. You need at least some memories. I can’t take out more until you make some more.” A flash of her old personality comes through in an impatient huff. “That’ll take too long, is there something else you can do?”
“In theory… I can replace them. I have old ones saved from other people. You’ll think they’re yours.” The girl touches her face, feeling the sticky mess he left on her. “…what kind of memories are they…?” He puts his hand on her thigh. “I’ve got some pretty bad ones. Really messed up stuff. Would you like those?” She lays her hand on his. “…yeah…”
Unconscious, the girl twitches in the chair. Her mouth hangs open, saliva and cum running down from the corner of her lips. The technician uploads a personal selection of memories. Once forgotten, they find new life in the young girl’s mind. Her body convulses as he inserts a particularly vile one. He puts his hand down her pants as the program deletes more of her old life.
She’s almost two hours late for her next session. The man waits, hoping she’ll show. When the girl does, her airy expression is almost blank. “What happened to you?” He asks, looking at her ripped clothes under her jacket. “Some guy used me, just normal stuff.” The young lady responds with a giggle. Her panties are missing and her shirt is hanging on by a thread. The technician feels a pang of jealousy.
Groping her tits, he guides the girl to her chair. A dildo sits on the seat, waiting for her. “I’m worried about you. I’m going to microchip you, so I can keep track of where you are. Know you’re safe.” She doesn’t really understand. “Uh, yeah, whatever.” Annoyed, the technician guides her pussy onto the thick dildo. “Looks like you’re still a bit of a brat. Hopefully I can get rid of that this session.”
The girl passes out as the program starts to run. A subdermal injection lets him see her location at any time. He listens to her mumbling as more of her mundane memories are removed. The man runs his hand over her smooth, full pussy as he decides on what to replace them with. A few years from a sex worker at a cheap brothel will suffice. She lets out a soft moan as she remembers one of her regulars taking out his frustrations on her.
Staring out the window, she looks completely lost. “Do you remember me?” He asks, resting his hand on her ass. “Uh… you… you’ve been helping me?” The technician shrugs. “Close enough. You still need to pay.” She remembers that. Bending over at the waist, the girl grinds her bum into his crotch. Unbuckling his belt, he rubs the head of his cock against her bare pussy before lifting it a bit higher.
A grunt and he pushes his cock halfway into her ass. Thinking back across her sexual history, the technician realizes he’s the first to take her there. She’d remember things differently now, but he knew the truth. Working himself deeper, the girl gasps. “…thank you…” Her voice is a breathless, ragged whisper. His cock twitches inside of her tight hole. “…thank you for helping me…”
Grabbing her hips, the technician thrusts hard into his patient. She squeals and giggles. It’s normal for her, now. Pressing her hands against the glass, she pushes back into him. “…thank you thank you thank you…” Gripping onto her ponytail, he pulls her head back towards him. Kissing her neck, groping her tits, fucking her ass. The feral technician ruts into her. “So good…”
“…I’m good…” Her ditzy smile makes his cock ache. A smack on her bare tits makes her laugh. It’s infectious. Overcome with zeal, he laughs with her. A careful push to the floor and he mounts her bum. Driving all his weight into the helpless girl, she keeps her hips high so he can force himself all the way inside.
“Squeeze tight.” He orders. She responds immediately, clenching her ass around his cock. His hand presses against the plug on the back of her head. The other hand pushes her cheeks open wider. “Squeeze tighter.” The technician orders again. She obeys. Her stupid smile glistens in the fading light from the window. “More, you dumb slut.” Thrusting harder and faster, he finishes deep in her bum.
“…thank you…” The girl mumbles as they lie together on the floor. Light pollution fills the small office. “What do I do now…?” Easing himself out of her, the man stands. “Back to the chair for you. We have more work to do.”
She stumbles as he guides her back to her seat. He makes her sit her ass on the dildo. The girl lets out a sigh of relief as it pushes inside of her. The technician plugs in the cord. A quick search of his desk and he returns with a vibrator. “Spread your legs.” He grunts. She opens them wide, letting her calves hang off the armrests. Pushing the toy inside, the girl’s face lights up as he turns it on.
“I thought we were done for the day.” She rubs her clit as he boots up the program. “Not yet. I need to delete something. And add a little more.” The girl smiles at him and plays with her nipples. “Can we fuck again?” He codes a special memory, something deep. “After. We’ll do this first.”
“But I wanna fuck now… fuck my ass like that again… c’mon…” Her voice fades as he sends her into unconsciousness. “Still a brat.” The technician mumbles to himself. “Why can I not get rid of that.” He searches her memory. Finding his target, he deletes it quickly. A few moments later and he uploads his final replacement. The vibrator hums as he waits for the transfer to complete.
The girl stirs again. He stands over her in the dark office. As soon as she wakes, she starts to rub. Squeezing her cheeks, the man forces her to look up at him.
“Do you remember me?”
The girl bursts into laughter. “Of course I remember you!” Her hips rock up and down, working the dildo in and out of her ass.
“I belong to you!”
The technician grins. He kisses her. She moans and rubs and grinds and lets his tongue play with hers. “Can we fuck now? Please? Fuck your property? Really rough. Fuck me up. Please?” A gentle hand holds her by the ponytail and leads her off the chair. “Not yet. I’m going to take you home first.” The girl pouts. “Ugh… Wanna get fucked right now…” He lets out a defeated sigh. “Still a little bratty, I guess.”
Kneeling on the floor, she tries to suck his cock. He fends off the mindless girl. “Home first. Then I’ll ruin you.” She looks confused. “I don’t remember home.” The technician unplugs the cord. “You haven’t been there before. It’s your new home.” The girl nuzzles her face into his crotch. “And that’s where I get fucked?” He quickly cleans up the mess she left on the chair. “Yes.”
“One last thing. Walk over there and get your jacket.” He points to her clothes lying near the door. The girl almost tries to stand. Like a newborn fawn, she crawls to the jacket. “Why did you crawl? Why didn’t you walk?” He asks, following behind her closely. “I dunno how to do that… can we fuck…?” The technician smiles and helps her cover up.
Advertisement. The catgirl’s tail swishes nervously across the floor. Standing at attention, the owner adjusts a camera on a tripod. “Okay, we’re rolling – go ahead.” Taking a deep breath, she launches into her sales pitch. “Come visit the Strawberry Pet Sanctuary! Adopt a petgirl today!” The girl looks cute, and sex sells.
“Great start, let’s try that again… Can you pull your tits out?” The owner smiles, looking at her through the window of the lens. Squirming, the catgirl lifts up the hem of her shirt. “Ah, uh… come to the strawberry-“ He interrupts her. “You’re blushing.” Her ears twitch awkwardly. Stepping alongside the girl, he grips her bare tits. “You’re thinking too much, let me help you…”
Firm hands work across her naked chest. Little gasps and mews are captured on camera. The man plays with her nipples, lightly pinching and tugging. “Go ahead.” He coos to the needy pet. “Come… come… adopt a petgirl… come play with kitty…” Her owner nods in approval. “Getting better. Pull down your panties and try again.”
Her underwear slips down her legs. A small push on her ass tilts her hips forward, showing off her smooth, warm pussy to the camera. “Come to the Strawberry Pet Sanctuary…” The girl mumbles. “…come fuck a petgirl…” The man keeps one hand on her breast and pushes a finger into her wet hole with the other. “…lotsa slutty kitties here…”
The owner puts his fingers in her mouth. His other hand keeps working on her pussy. “Another take.” He orders. She can feel his hard cock grinding against her ass. The girl is incomprehensible with his fingers inside of her. “comw fucsk kittyyy… adopt pussyyy….” He holds her by the hips and drags her closer to the camera.
Bending the catgirl over, he lifts her tail to show everything. Two, then three fingers thrust into her wet cunt. “We don’t just have kittygirls here, do we? Tell the people what else they can get.” She lets out a soft squeak, followed by a long meow. He can feel her tighten around his fingers. “…puppies… and bunnies… ah! pretty foxes…” The catgirl trembles in his hands.
“Let’s tell them what they can do with their pet.” He adjusts the camera to look down at her. Guiding the girl to her knees, the owner offers up a thick dildo. “Stuff this in yourself and then talk about what a good petgirl does.” The catgirl quivers. Placing the toy under her hips, she tries to fit it inside of her pussy. It pushes against her mound, slipping away from her hole.
“…your petgirl can give you blowjobs, and…” The man cuts her off again. “Ah ah ah. Fit it in first, then look at the camera while you talk.” She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Lowering her body onto the heavy silicone cock, she meows weakly when it pops inside. Slipping halfway down, the girl starts to grind. “What do petgirls do?”
“…cocksucker…” The kitty whines. “Look at the camera.” She stares up at the lens, bouncing on the too-big toy. “…kitty suck cock…” He keeps a hand on her shoulder, keeping the girl from lifting herself up too high. “What else?” A little push makes more of it fit. “…fuck your little petgirl as much as you want… breed your pet… make her porn…”
Standing overtop of her, the man lays his cock across her face. “Show them.” He watches a shudder run through her body. Her mouth hangs open, tongue out. The owner tilts her head back and mounts her face. The camera watches her naked body stretch out on the dildo. One long slow thrust fits his cock down her throat. On her knees and arched backwards, his balls press against her nostrils.
“Here at Strawberry Pet Sanctuary, all of our petgirls are fully trained.” The man pumps his cock in and out of the catgirl’s mouth. “You won’t have to break them in, but of course you’re more than welcome to.” She paws at his thighs as the dildo thumps inside of her with every push from the man. “Try them before you adopt, satisfaction guaranteed.”
Drool runs down her neck. The catgirl can’t help but rub her clit. “We can match you with the perfect pet. Whatever you like, we’ll find the petgirl that suits your tastes.” She shudders, approaching an orgasm. “…and if we don’t have a good fit, we can train her to do what you like.” The kitty rubs faster. Popping his cock out of her mouth, the man picks her up, pulling her off the dildo.
“meowwwwww!” She begs as he holds her in front of the camera. “This one is learning how to edge.” The girl tries to protest, reaching for her pussy as her orgasm fades. “Tell them what else you’re good for.”
“Anything.” Her mews and whimpers become more desperate. “…mm a pathetic kitty… pweese lemme cum…” Touching the head of his spit-covered cock to her dripping pussy, the man pushes himself deep inside her. A slight adjustment of her legs ensures future customers will see how hard he fucks her. “Do the sales pitch again. Like this.”
The catgirl bounces helplessly in his arms. She whines at the camera. “Cum inside… Strawberry… Pet Sanct- sanctuary… Adopt a tight little pussy like me…” He’s rough and ruthless. Every time she gets close to cumming, he slows down just enough to keep her from her prize. The man doesn’t need to hold back. When he’s ready, he fills her with his cum.
Covered in spit and semen, the catgirl trembles. Her legs spread open, face flushed, cum dripping from her used pussy. Her owner’s sticky cock is wiped off on her face. “Come to Strawberry Pet Sanctuary…” The girl licks at him as she reads her pitch. “Adopt a slutty petgirl…”
“You’re hear for the deergirl, right?” The enthusiastic couple stand at the counter. “Yes! I’m so excited!” The woman giggles. “Wonderful. She’s such a sweetheart. Still a little shy, but I’m sure you two can bring out her dirty side.” He slides them some paperwork. The woman clicks a pen. “Say… is that catgirl here? The one from the ad?”
He chuckles and nods. “Sure, she’s down here.” Rolling back his chair, the catgirl crawls along the floor to keep sucking his cock. “Oooh, she’s even prettier in person.” The owner smiles and pets her head as the couple gawks at her. “Mmhm… not up for adoption, I’m afraid. This one is all mine.” The couple sign the paperwork. “One is enough anyways… for now, at least.”
Pointing them down the hall, the couple heads off to pick up their new pet. The catgirl happily bobs her head in her owner’s lap. “Looks like you’re famous.” He rubs her back. The girl’s tail swishes with pride. Leaning back in his seat, he lets his pet finish him off.
Hey kxsalt, hope you are doing well and staying healthy too. I do enjoy your posts and your stories. I also get turn on so much that I imagine I’m there. I’m also a bisexual person and I’m a male too. I would love to know if you would tell stories about gay, lesbians, or trans and even bisexual. I think you will be great telling the stories about LGTBQ. How do you come up with such amazing stories about sexual pleasure and all? I DO LOVE YOUR WORK!! Happy Pride 🏳️🌈 Month babe.
Happy pride month!
My queer stories are all under the #kxsalt queer tag. I’ve got a few. Always more to come... Maybe even in a week or two ;)
You should always make trans boys pretty girls rub their tdicks clits like the pretty girls they are. Make them lay on their backs with their legs spread, hand between their thighs and fingers frantically rubbing back and forth on that sensitive clit.
Call them "pretty girl" and watch their cunts clench around nothing, squealing as they finally cum with that bit of encouragement.
My ultimate fantasy is being gangraped in public. Don't really care how it happens.
Maybe in a dark alley on my way home. Being forced on my knees on the dirty floor while dicks are being shoved in my mouth. Everyone laughing and talking about what a slut I am and how they're gonna use me while I choke and cry beneath them
Or maybe while I'm on a hike in the woods someone just grabs me from behind and drags me off the path into the trees. Before I can even comprehend what's happening my pants are being pulled down and a dick shoved into my cunt. Other men emerge from behind the trees and take their dicks out, jacking off to the sight of me being raped, silently struggling while the man behind me covers my mouth so I don't scream
Or how about a public park? Someone kidnaps me and ties me to a bench in the hour before dawn. I'm naked bent over the bench, presenting my pussy for everyone who walks my. They put up a sign that says "free use fucktoy" right next to me. When people start pouring into the park once the sun is up, they point and laugh at me and some will stop to fuck me. A line forms behind me. At the end of the day, I'd be humiliated with cum dripping down my legs
Fuck I wanna be gangraped to bad <3
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