#cnc degredation

[puppyslutkay]

"Doesnt it feel so good when Daddy touches you like this?" while im clinging to my plushie for dear life

[vileputridity]

I’m not ignoring you as you beg me to stop raping you, I promise. I just can’t focus on anything other than how good it all feels. How soft your skin is as I dig my nails into your hips, how tightly your warm aching little cunt clenches around my cock, how adorable you look staring at me with tearful eyes as I pound into you over and over again. I can’t snap out of the trance you put me in. I don’t just want this, I need this. I need all of you, your body, your holes, every last part of you, inside and out. I’m a selfish bastard and I need it all to myself, for however long I’d like, in any which way I desire. So stop struggling. Stop searching for a way to break free, because that’s simply not an option. I can’t stop until you feel my cock twitch as I empty myself inside of you. I can’t stop until my urges are quelled. And the only girl who can do that for me is you, my beautiful little victim whore.

[morallyblackdom]

Showing a pretty girl my knife collection and seeing which one makes her thighs clench the hardest.

[isastarset]

could you please do ghostface rafe🥹😛 love ur writing queen 💓

i love this sm!! Thank you sm!! For the request aswell!❤️

│Wanna make a movie?

-Ghostface!Rafe x reader -warnings: veryyy dark!Rafe, masturbation (f),degradation,a lil smut, p in v, hair pulling, rough sex, knifeplay, kinda cnc, exhibitionism ( picture taking)

You were laying in your bed, red led light lights on, vibrator in, muted comedy show in the background, just the faint buzz of the plug and heavy breathing filling your empty bedroom. You grab the remote, going a level higher just above the middle, you hiss, the vibration sending shocks through your entire body, just a little bit more-

The loud noise of a call interrupts, making you jump. You scoff, grabbing your phone, looking at the screen, a No caller ID. You roll your eyes, it was halloween night and these types of pranks were common, you get up, sitting at the edge of your bed, feet dangling on the corner. You lower your vibrator power and decide to accept the mysterious, wanting to give a show to whoever is pranking you, we all have prank called for memories anyway.

"Hello?" You say in an annoyed tone, running a hand through your freshly washed hair. A voice with an obvious changer calls your name on the other line. "Yes?" You respond, elongating the word as you answer, realizing this is one of your friends if they know your name, probably from the party you were supposed to attend.

"Whats your favorite horror movie?" The voice at the other line asks and you cant help but laugh, actually laugh, no way this is happening to you right now.

"I dont know, how about we make a movie mr ghostface?" You tease, giggling at how silly this whole thing is.

"The only thing thats going to be inside you is my knife through your fucking guts." The other voice snaps, you go silent, rolling your eyes, what a way to ruin the fun. "Whoever this is, you're drunk, have fun at the party though!" You say, closing the call and throwing the phone somewhere behind you, you getting ready to go back to finish your job, when almost immediately another call rings. You bring your hand back to grab your phone and accept it for some reason, the same voice talking as soon as you pick up.

"Listen here you bitch, if you hang up on me again ill gut you like a fish, understand?" The mysterious spits out and you decline again, going through your phone and turning the silencing unknown callers option. You roll your eyes, the whole mood you set up ruined by a stupid drunk person.

A hand reaches at your neck, pointing a knife, holding your head with their other hand, you freeze, eyes going wide as you slowly bring your head up, to look at who it is and to no surprise, someone with a ghostface mask, you can tell the knife isn't fake. You swallow, breathing hard as the person above you tilts his head, trailing the knife down your neck as he speaks up.

"Told you to not hang up." That voice, you get lost in your thoughts, where have you heard it before? "Rafe..?" you call out and he immediately holds you tighter, moving his knife holding hand to turn you around and pin you to your bed. You couldn't think, Rafe Cameron here, dressed as a killer, holding you down with a knife and the cherry on the top, you forgot to fucking take out your vibrator. You both stand quiet, he was about to speak up, but the light buzz coming from between you was very noticeable. "What the hell is that?" he mummers, looking around the room, then turning to you for a response, you avoid his gaze, turning your head to the side, one sharp movement can kill you. He clicks his tongue, displeased with your silence, he wraps his hand around your wrist, the one that just so happened to have the remote under, the rapid movement pressed perfectly to raise the power by two levels, making you clamp your thighs and bite your lip to lock the moan threatening to spill from your lips.

He noticed the buzzing getting louder, the way your thighs brush around each other, how your eyebrows furrow and your raw bitten lip. He starts laughing like a maniac and you're scared as shit, but in the back of your mind you want his help so bad right now. "Well, shit. I came here to start a massacre, but guess you really did want a movie." he whispers, leaning over your ear. Your stomach flips, you cant help it, you were pulsating by this point, thighs still rubbing against each other, wanting to chase some friction. He hovers over your face, hands reaching under your pants, pulling the vibrator out, holding it in front of his face to observe before he throws it away somewhere. You whine at the lost sensation, your orgasm being just seconds close. He grabs your jaw roughly, tracing your lip with his thumb, your mouth opening subconsciously, pushing in his finger when you do, you suck on it, looking straight at where you think his eyes are, leaving his finger seconds later with a string of saliva.

He grabs you, throwing you on your stomach, bringing you ass up to hang in the air as he pins you down, pressing on your shoulder. "Please, Rafe." You beg practically to a wall, feeling a hand leaving your hip and hearing ruffling of clothes before hitting the ground. He move the hand on your shoulder higher, grabbing your hair and lifting you on your fours, leaning down to your ear, feeling his hard clothed bulge press against your ass. "Yeah? That's why you teasin' me, playing with yourself, telling me you wanna fuck me? Please what? You don't even want me to stop, don't you? " Your silent, mind wandering in too many places, unsure what to do or think. "That's what i thought, I'm going to fucking ruin you, make you my pretty little fuckdoll, use this slutty pussy till i fucking say so." He adds on, slapping the skin on your ass, bringing the knife on your cheekbone. "Or else.." He warns, sliding the sharp point of your knife along your face, one press away to ruin your pretty face.

...

The headboard bangs to the wall, enough to leave a hole by now. He grabs your hips, moving them roughly in a pace that makes your orgasm come effortlessly, eyes hitting the back of your head, voice strained by now, throat hurting if you let out another moan. He angles his hips, fucking you through it, chasing his own release. Lewd noises fill the room as you squirm under his firm grip, face shoved in your pillow, as your moans get muffled. You couldn't anymore, praying he's tired by now, passing through different positions for hours by now, your legs completely sore, your throbbing pussy numb and sensitive to any touch. He releases his load in a deep, hard thrust, slamming your body forwards as he groans, lifting his mask to wipe the sweat on his forehead before adjusting it back to his head again.

Heavy breathing and the smell of sex fill the room and he pulls out halfway, silent as you hear him rummage through something. You feel a hand tug at your hair, and in a quick motion a flash bursting through the red lit room. He captures the whole moment, him behind you, still inside, your ruined face, mascara running through your eyes, spit and cum out of your mouth, hair a frizzy mess and a noticeable bite mark and hickey on your shoulder. He drops your head, pulling out of you in a quick motion. You hiss at the emptiness, deciding to lay on your bed to regain your senses and think about everything that just happened. You feel a cool air hit you and you hiss, deciding to turn around, finding your bedroom empty and your window cracked open.

@meltyice77 @astroangel45 @obsourie @rafesdaydream

A/n:yall remember that ghostface picture trend? anw request works onw!! feel free to send

[kisseswitharsenic]

Taking an angry sub in the middle of an argument and pinning them to the bed, chaining them up with restraints as they spit and curse like the disrespectful little brat they are.

Prying their lips open. They're convinced I'm going to gag them but instead I shove a small pink pill down the back of their throat and force them to swallow. They writhe and thrash and cuss me out out but whether they like it or not they won't be able to fight off the slow creeping heat gathering in the pit of their stomach. The desire pooling as they get hard or wet for me against their will.

Their voice will get whinier as time goes on. Their struggling will be to press closer rather than edge away. I'd want to pull off entirely and see how long it takes for them to break and beg for me to come back. They'll be such a good whore so long as I touch them, hold them, make them feel good.

They'll forget all about our silly little argument and admit they were wrong in no time. Because of course they were, I'm always right.

They're just a dumb little pet to be used and they'll have lots of time to reflect on that while they're bucking against their restraints begging for their Mistress to use them like they were made for.

[easytofc]

I had a fantastic idea - please help me out

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[lovey-3-dovey]

[vileputridity]

“Tell me you’re a feminist,” with his throbbing hard cock stuffed in your cheek, your tongue hanging out as drool dribbles down onto your tits, knowing you’re gonna sound just as pathetic and brainless as he’s making you look right now.