#dehumanize.

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telling my puppy not to be ashamed of their humping and mounting and biting instincts because, “after all, pup, that’s why you’re Mine, isn’t it? you need Me to take care of you and all your little urges. you’re just a puppy, sweetie, it’s not your fault”

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wanna go on a date where you get me drunk at a bar. and like a few drinks in, when i’m tipsy and suggestible, you take me into the bathroom and convince me to suck you off. i get really into it cause i’m already buzzed and now i’m horny and you take my tits out of my dress and start fucking my throat casually. and i only really come to my senses when you’re tucking your cock away and buckling your belt. then we go back out and i have to act normal through the next few drinks, as if i’m not really just a sex doll with self lubricating parts and an easy start up sequence

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your Dom talking about you like you’re a high-end sex toy. describing your functions, like how you self lubricate and make an array of noises when stimulated. that you're fully positionable and come with a variety of outfits and roleplay settings. showing you off to their friends as an object, inspected and groped as you stand there and await "activation"

And this. This is my favorite setting. It's programmed to pretend it doesn't want to be fucked, even though though that is its purpose

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Prompt idea!: CNC breeding where it’s a dom and his “Bunny”? I love the pet name and the concept of being dehumanized into a creature known for breeding. “You have to be horny for me Bunny, it’s just in your nature”

Have fun!!

Word count: 1,239. consensual nonconsent and kidnapping fantasy ^-^

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Freedom is a burden, bunny. You should be glad I took it from you.

your head, arms, eyelids are heavy. you can barely keep your head up let alone focus on anything but the words drift through your head. everything is bright, floaty, and delicious. there is something soft against your skin, something sweet and enticing in the air. you feel this desire to giggle, to laugh at the fact that you can’t see properly. it’s kind of funny, actually, that you don’t know where you are. so silly, how did you end up here?

you had been having a funny, sort of sexy dream. it had involved a bar, a funny drink, a length of smooth rope, and the hum of a car engine in the dark. there had been flashes of sexy things— deft caresses by strong hands, a musky cologne— intermingled in a way that confused you. the dream hadn’t been a typical wet dream, but your body reacted like it was. just thinking about it, electricity thrummed across your skin and instinctively you ground down into the carpet to relieve some of the tension

Good bunny.

you blush and squirm a little more, although a cold spot of doubt trickles into your mind. the voice is low and slow and lovely to listen to, but it’s unfamiliar and it makes the situation even more strange. your mind reminds you: you should not be enjoying this. you should be scared. but your tummy swoops hotly and your cunt throbs and you grind down again to quell the feeling

That’s it sweet thing. That’s it. Are you feeling horny, little bunny? Of course you are. It’s just in your nature isn’t it? I knew from the moment I saw you.

your vision swims as a face appears immediately before you, kind eyes and a warm smile blur together in pleasant disorientation. you feel their hands— strong, calloused, hot, confident— drag down the length of your torso before dipping between your thighs. a frustrated groan breaks the tense quiet and you feel their fingers circle your clit— hot, tingling, pulsing, throbbing— before pushing easily inside you. your moan sounds drunk to your own ears and you can’t help but lean into their caresses eagerly, chasing the pleasure.

Fuck, what a good girl

their voice— that voice— sounds approving when they sigh and swear under their breath. you could get drunk on that voice. you could— you would be willing to do several things to hear them say that again.

Thats fucking right, you’re my good girl. I’ve got you now and you can surrender to your instincts. And maybe I can teach you a couple tricks

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Okay bunny, we’re gonna try out all that training of yours.

you’re on your knees, arms restrained above you with a spreader bar and some chains. something clicks above you and your hands fall heavily with the sudden slack, catching you from falling face-forward. the position pushes your breasts together and their gaze caresses you appreciatively. you whimper in embarrassment as warmth floods your body

Perfect position, pet. On your hands and knees, just like a little rabbit. So small and soft and scared, they mock. Just like we practiced, hm?

your eyes don’t leave them. your heart hammers in your chest and you try to ignore the slick feeling between your legs, growing wetter under their intense attention. it’s easier this way, to get it right the first time. every failure means a period of conditioning that just fucks with your brain, using coerced pleasure to reinforce their control over you. claiming ownership over your body while you orgasm and reminding you how much you want them

it’s much harder to keep things straight during those days, so you do your best to do as you’re told. if you’re going to be forced into this depraved captivity, you want to keep your wits about you. you stare up at them obediently, do your best to make eye contact when you can, and follow their instructions like a good pet. you shiver, and the reaction to that thought alone reminds you how precarious your self control is.

their mouth is forming a command, and you scramble to hear them quickly. the words sink into your brain slowly, and you only just comprehend by the third time they tell you.

Open your mouth, you stupid slut

the words finally click and you hesitate for only a moment, but it’s already taken too long. the hand connects with your cheek just as your lips part, a hot and sudden sting. Too slow. the hand, hot from the impact, grabs your jaw and forces your lips open. their dick, hard and leaking, slides neatly into your half-open mouth, and you gag as you feel the head pop into your throat.

God, is that so fucking hard? You would think a slutty bunny like you would know what to do when you’re on your knees, but that’s just too much thinking for you huh? Well you’ve got something in that head of yours now, don’t ya? they say as they look down at you

their hand cradles the back of your neck gently before twisting in your hair and pulling tight, moving your head like a fleshlight as they rapidly chase their release. they trace their fingers along the bulge in your throat with their other hand, growling as you gag.

I guess we need to keep working on the training to get you to respond quickly enough. You should know what to do from the second I say “open.”

their orgasm hits suddenly and they hold you down on their dick, ignoring you as you gag and try to lean back. they step forward to close the gap, pushing as deeply into your throat as possible as they cum. if you tried to pull back again, you’d only fall backwards. they’d likely fuck your mouth again right there, pressed into the floor, fucking their cum deeper into your throat

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Open up.

the click and the command come at the same time. you bounce into position on your knees, mouth open and wet

Good girl.

you smile and preen, nudging upwards in position but hoping for pets. they chuckle and caress your ears softly, toying with the soft fabric. their cock bounces in front of your face and you find yourself fixated on it, drooling slightly because of your open mouth. they stroke it teasingly in front of your face and you salivate watching the precum at the tip. they grab you under the chin and tip your face upwards, slapping their cock against your tongue before sliding it smoothly into your throat. the vibrator inside you picks up at the same moment and you pulse forward, gagging on it

they pull it out and slap it against your tongue again, commenting on how wet it is while you look up at them sweetly. they chuckle with controlled triumph and push your face into the floor, ignoring you while you whine and then yelp

Good. Now. Your new command to learn is mount. Shut up, you can take it can't you? That's right, you can take it. You're my perfect little breeding bunny. You can take it.

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maybe it's not so bad? you barely remember what life used to be like and it all feels so good. why would a bunny want to be anywhere else?

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consensual nonconsent fantasy. misogyny/patriarchy blogs, age pl*y blogs dni or suffer the consequences

I’m not a fucking chauffeur, though. Did you think you’d be getting home for free?

“what? but… but i didn’t—“ Marlowe started.

Not my fault you didn’t realize. You paid your way here, didn’t you?

Marlowe's mind filled with the memory of what they did before they left for the day. hot, gripping recollections of Silas using her cunt while her other hole clenched around a butt plug. their hands had been rough, pinning her down, grabbing her hard enough to bruise. they had cum while pressed deep inside, playing with the little anal toy as they bred her

You didn’t think you’d need to do something to get back home? the question brought her back to the moment. It looked like Silas was trying not to smile, with one eyebrow quirked slightly. Marlowe blushed in the cold air, looking around the back street the car had rolled into.

Don’t you have anything to give me? they asked, an evil glint in their eye as their gaze traced a familiar path from her mouth to her cunt. she shifted under their gaze, unsure of what to do. she had already spent her small allowance on their errand, and she hadn’t thought to bring anything else of value. her cheeks burned as she realized what this meant.

Marlowe reached over and put her hand on their knee, caressing suggestively with her thumb. she tried to suppress her excitement, knowing she shouldn’t feel it-- but when she opened her mouth and let her tongue loll out in offering, she knew she looked like an eager fuckpet. her cheeks burned and her gaze fell to their lap, eyeing their cock as it hardened. she wanted to pretend she didn’t mean it, but doubted her own ruse would be convincing

a hand hooked behind her skull and brought her down without warning, pressing her face into their cock. Open up, Silas growled, guiding their dick to her open mouth. She complied and felt it fill her throat instantly— no warning and no warm up. She gagged and they groaned, bouncing her head down a few times before holding her there.

It's kind of fucking funny, they said, that you think this is a bargaining chip. Haven’t you forgot? I fucking own you.

They had both large hands on her head now, keeping her in place as they thrust up into her mouth. That’s it, fuck. Good fucktoy

Marlowe felt one hand brush down her back before two fingers tapped the plug nestled in her ass. she whimpered and then gagged on the cock in her mouth. Silas loved to play with her and make her choke on their dick in different ways. They called it a “fucktoy's special features”

They worked the plug out of her ass, chuckling as they held her head down again. She struggled to hold her breath, trying not to gasp and choke as they rubbed her hole. It was tired and sensitive—she’d been wearing that toy for hours. She remembered with hot shame and arousal that they had pressed the head of their cock into her ass and given her a creampie before sliding the plug in. Fingers slid inside easily to play with their cum, and she tried to pull back as she moaned

Silas let her go, letting her breathe. She was still bent over and vulnerable to their long fingers slowly pressing inside her ass. The muscles yielded easily to the intrusion, tired after hours of the butt plug

This though, they said, a smile in their voice, This I would love to try out. I think it’s special enough to earn a ride home, since it’ll be your first time. Don’t you think?

they make Marlowe get out and blow them again, this time pinned against a wall exposed to whoever might walk past the little alley. they bend her over a stack of wooden shipping pallets and tell her to spread her cheeks, making fun of her for being a back alley slut. their own cum leaking from both of her holes as they laugh

Look at this, they say while rubbing their cock against her cunt, You’re fucking soaked. What a fucking whore, huh?

At least you saved this hole for me, huh? They grunt as they push it in. Yeah, you did. You’re ready for a cock, but it’s still nice and tight. Fuck.

Silas watches it slide in and out of Marlowe's hole, giving a low whistle before slapping her ass. She could feel their cock inside her; the impact sent shivers across her whole body and she let out a surprised cry.

That's it, toy. Moan while I fuck your ass, they teased her. I knew you would fucking like it. You're my toy, so you like what I like, don't you?

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your kidnapper fucking your throat sadistically and saying, You put on a good show, gagging and choking on my cock like you need air, but everyone knows dolls don’t need to breathe

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lately i’ve been getting off to the idea of my Dom grabbing me from a public place and treating me like a sex doll they just got in the mail. happily commenting on the way i look and taste, my reactions and ‘dialogue programming’. explaining that they have to use each hole during this first session in order to determine that they’re happy with their toy