#trans cnc

[dogphight]

sometimes its a huge issue to be a sadist. my pretty boyfriend has tears on his lashes and blinks up at me gasping like 'please... please be careful...' while he writhes on my strap and it only makes me want to fucking hurt him. restraint is a virtue or whatever but its not my fault he sounds so pretty gasping and screaming

[ts-mia1]

Would you let me be your first trans girlfriend? Be honest

[tboyswaggg]

tw: cnc

I’m so hungry for some tboy pussy, I want a pretty boy to near suffocate me grinding against my face until he says he’s had enough. he thinks he’s in charge.

cue me having to pin him down cause he starts fighting to get me off him and crying from overstimulation.

i didn’t say i’d had enough, silly boy?? we stop when i decide.

[extogasm]

thinking about training a new lover’s throat. i’ll use a toy first, just in case. i already know they’re a fighter. my shins are still bruised from the heels of their boots, but i haven’t let them see me limp. not that it would matter anyway. my chains are sturdy.

they can try to bite down all they want once i’ve forced the dildo past their teeth. i had to hold them by the hair to do it, but eventually their eyes started watering and those pretty lips parted nicely. i loosened up my grip, then. they have to learn just how good i can be to them when they behave.

still, they seemed convinced they’d be able to get away. they bit down hard, and actually thought they’d won for a second before my hand sent them to the ground.

tears well up differently with that kind of pain. it’s slower, since even their body is scared to do it now. they’re not much of a fighter after they learn just how hard i hit. fight or flight is fun, but freeze is really a beautiful thing.

if my handprint on their cheek doesn’t have them more docile once i’m pulling them back up by their collar, another few repetitions should fix that right up. if not, my boots are steel toe, and i’ve got a real fondness for revenge.

[dearestdad]

I want to strip you down, take pictures of you in nothing but your underwear while you're tied to the radiator. you expected a man entering your home to go for the tv, hell even your laptop, not immediately for you. standing over you, mumbling to myself about how good you look and how fucking delicious you must be, camera flashing every now and then as I hold it too close to you, ignoring all your begging for me to stop and leave you alone. grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up at me, slapping you when you blink at the light - "I want to see the fear in your eyes, look into the fucking lens." my voice now switched from the almost snotty, quiet murmured perversions, proof that the only care I have about you is in you as a piece of meat, as something to satisfy my cock. the realisation that you are definitely not surviving this home invasion, and that my camera will have pictures much worse than just your shaky eyes by the end of the night.

[ts-mia1]

Would you cheat on your wife with me? Be honest