puppy’s favorite game to play in the car (the one where i hit her really hard over and over again while we drive around in public) (yes of course she’s my Passenger Pupcest)
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puppy’s favorite game to play in the car (the one where i hit her really hard over and over again while we drive around in public) (yes of course she’s my Passenger Pupcest)
@2ndoldestpersonever
Which one is your favorite
BLAAAAAAAGGHHHHH
Orange
Blue
DISS TRACK.
thinking about getting home from a long day at the gym and grabbing her by the ponytail and holding her face into the little crook between my thigh and my balls. she’d try to push herself away and hit me hard enough to let go. she might even bite me and give me an excuse to haul off and slap her across the face. but her snout stays put until she’s just whiney and muskdrunk and malleable.
fag.
fetch me the belt, little one.
oh - no honey you haven’t done anything wrong. i just want to make sure you keep up the good behavior for me, okay? i know it might feel unfair right now but i promise you’ll understand when you’re older.
yes baby, panties off too.
estradiol that still lets you blast ropes
one hand pushing your chin up while i straddle your chest, both arms pinned beneath me. the other hand displaying to you my very sharp and very much opened pocket knife. you start to thrash beneath me but that ends quickly when i jam the blade against your throat, forcing you to hold still or bleed. in one smooth stroke i shave a streak of peach fuzz from your skin.
“lookee there, little bird. told ya it was sharp.” i coo as i show you the blade, now covered in dead skin and micro hairs from beneath your chin.
quickly, abruptly, wordlessly, i slam the butt end of the knife against your shoulder. i tease you for flinching.
thinking about giving her three tabs of acid and then several new kinks she doesn’t know how to feel about.