when ur gang puts u in a hole in the wall & u get mcfucked i guess
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when ur gang puts u in a hole in the wall & u get mcfucked i guess
consensual non consent is so hot... someone needing to have u so badly they force all their physical will upon u, someone craving ur body so intensely they can drown out all ur screaming n crying, someone with such overwhelming desire to be inside u that they just don’t care abt the word “no”
My safeword isn't "no". Begging you to stop isnt me saying you need to stop. Telling you you cant cum in me because Im not on birth control doesnt mean you shouldnt cum in me. Tears, cries, and whimpers arent a safeword. If I need to safeword I will, untill then, enjoy yourself.
We've been dating for awhile and you finally open up to me about your CNC kink. You tell me how you want to be drugged and used by someone you love. Youre happy to hear I also want to do it.
We come up with an agreement. Some time during the week, I will slip something into your drink/food, and then I would take care of you. You wouldnt know what day of the week I would do it, just a randomly chosen day.
Its Sunday and youre an eager thing. We spend the day together, have some slow romantic sex, but nothing happens.
Monday, we both have work but I stop by and make you dinner. The perfect time. Still nothing.
Its Friday now and you're sure its going to happen, but we watch movies and give each other head. Did I forget?
Saturday you confront me. Why didnt I follow through? I kiss your forehead and tell you to meet me in the bedroom. Its not too late but youre already feeling a bit sleepy. I join you in bed and I pull out my phone. "Watch this babe". I pull up a video and to your surprise its us fucking...but you dont remember this. Youre wearing the same outfit you were wearing on Monday, but that cant be right. You try to talk but youre so tired now you cant speak. I take your hand and kiss it and switch to the next video, and then the next. Your brain is mush but it registers a final thought. I had followed through every single night.
And tonight is no different
My house is right up against some mountains, and I live close to a hiking trail. I have been hiking there for over 20 years and have memorized the trails so well that I have hiked in the dark multiple times.
There is two entrances that aren’t too far from each other, and exit onto the same street. The hiking trail itself fishhooks and goes deeper into the mountains before looping back and leading to the other entrance, but there is multiple smaller and bigger trails that branch in and out of each other that can make it awfully confusing for somebody who isnt familiar with it.
That being said, lets play a game! When the sun sets we can play ‘hunter and prey’. I’ll be the hunter and you can be my prey. You get a head start and all you have to do to win is exit out of the other entrance. Easy enough right?
All I have to do to win is catch you before you make it.
Since I know the hiking trail so well it doesn’t take long for me to catch up to you. You ran as soon as we began and your heart is racing but its so dark and unfamiliar that you’ve already got yourself turned around. I don’t even have to run to catch up with you, and before you even notice Im there, I give you a little whistle. You’re scared like a bunny and bolt off and I just laugh at how cute you are.
You put some distances between us and you try to stick to the smaller trails. Less likely to be seen on those. You jump every time you step on a twig or hear the leaves move, but you can’t see or hear me. The smaller trail leads back to the main trail and thats when you see me again, sitting on a log waiting for you. Your heart stops and you end up looping back again.
This goes on for an hour, and you think you finally lost me. You can feel yourself throbbing between your legs. Excited and scared. You see the exit, maybe just 3 more minutes of walking. Do you run and potentially give away your position? Or walk slowly to try and conceal yourself for the last bit? You make your decision and start to step forward-
My hand goes over your mouth. You lost. You’re mine now. I gag your mouth quickly and carry you underneath an oak tree. During the day it’d provide plenty of shade, but now it blocks out any moonlight. You’re mine now
I love when making out with someone, it starts off with soft, slow kissing and maybe even a little pause every now and then just to smile. Then in 0.5 seconds, the intensity increases and next thing you know is you’re trying to pull them closer, but you physically can’t because you’re already body to body, your fingers are digging into their back and you’re breathing heavily while they kissing down your neck.
me, squeezing through a hole in a wall: oh no… this hole is so tight… I sure hope I don’t get stuck in here and I sure hope nobody will happen to come across me and pull my pants down and fuck me!! That would be so bad!
What if I… tied you to a chair.. then rode you while I sucked on your neck and moaned softly into your ear the whole time?.. haha just kidding… unless..? 👀
if u feel me getting hard against ur leg when we make out, you’re welcome to do whatever you want w/ that
I know, sweetheart. Your head is so full, and you need a break.
Deep breath for me. I’m gonna buckle your collar on. There, does that feel better?
Not enough, huh?
Let’s wrap you up in your favorite soft harness. Doesn’t that pressure feel nice around your ribs?
Oh, your head is empty but so is…ah. I can fix that.
Just tell me where. You don’t even have to use your words. Just whine when I touch. There? Okay. That’s one of your favorites. You just keep that nice and warm while I tie it in place.
Does that help? Nice and full. I bet that’s better.
Let’s watch a movie. Lean back against me and I’ll run my fingers through your hair. You don’t have to think. You just have to feel. You’re so good at that, aren’t you?
Sweet and eager for me.
There you are.
You’re so good for me.
Just rest against me, now. Shh. There.
um you know the idea of being mounted is the hottest thing right?
Being pushed down and mounted, like I really am just an animal in heat, like I need nothing more than to be pumped full of cum and I’ll be happy (and… that’s true)
“I’m gonna mount you,” >>>>>>>>>>>> “I’m gonna fuck you,”
(I’m not a woman. Cishets DNI.)
lol what are u gonna do. creampie me abt it
I want to kneel and be good and praised and never punished because even if I make mistakes or forget things, I'm trying so, so hard. I want one place in my life where my effort is seen and appreciated and I don't need to worry about messing things up because the exchange and expectations will be clear and simple. I want to be good and to feel good and make someone else feel good, that's all.
I want to lean back against a dom's chest, sitting between their legs, my legs spread so theirs are keeping mine apart
And I just want to come like that, head tilted back against their shoulder so I can press my face into their neck and breathe and let my thoughts drift from fantasy to fantasy
They don't even have to do anything, just maybe run their hands up and down my arms or hold me securely to them, press little kisses to my shoulder, let me rock my hips back against them as I encourage my body to pleasure
Sometimes it takes forever, it can take hours, but my dom is patient, they don't get bored or frustrated or rush me, they let me take the time I need, they just chuckle softly once I light up and feel warm all over, press an encouraging kiss to my face, say stuff like "there you go, just feel good, I want you to feel good"
And when I start to get close, if I get close, they whisper things like "you're doing so well, sweet thing, you're so lovely when you feel so good" and when I come, "that's it, sweet boy, that's so good, you're doing so good"
But if I'm not able to come, they're just as pleased with me because I felt good, you don't have to orgasm to feel good, and they tell me it turned them on to see me squirm and roll my hips and feel good for them
And maybe, when I'm all warm and eager for touch and to be held, they let me watch them get off, they let me kiss their neck as they touch themselves because watching me get off was arousing, it was hot and left them aching, and they let me kiss their face as they come
I’m sure you wouldn’t mind them joining in, won’t you? You’re so needy. Sometimes you just need the extra attention, don’t you? Need another set of hands on you, or more skin to get your hands on.
One of my biggest monster kinks is being recorded. I like to think about men standing over me, maybe fucking me brutally just to get me loose, and then teasing me, insulting me, laughing at me about how they’re going to record these next few moments and sell it for pocket change on the internet.
And then maybe it’s two dozen men, surrounding me, fucking me all at once, three in my cunt, one in my ass, one in my mouth, cocks on my tits and in my restrained hands and across my face.
Or, when I want to get off to something really nasty (which is most of the time), maybe he unlocks a box and out climbs a massive tentacle monster that slips over to me and violates me in all of my holes in short order, stuffing me full to the brim, forcing as much tight, muscular, undulating tentacle into my cunt until you can see the bulge beneath my skin.
Or maybe, I’m in a lab, naked and defenseless, standing in front of a window where scientists are observing me and taking notes, just a disposable guinea pig for their experiments, and the door opens and the monster comes in, slams me to the ground, restrains my hands… Stuffs me full, fucks me so hard that I bounce, tits flailing back and forth while I try to protest, but can do nothing but moan, until it shoves a tentacle, or a squirming, nasty tongue, into my mouth to shut me up, and I bounce on its monstrous cock, wrapped in restraints, until I start to cum, over and over, and all the while, researchers are watching me…
And they leave me on the floor, worn out and bruised and limp, for an hour or so… and then the door opens again…
oh to be an incubus, making subby bottoms cry on my cock while they hold onto my horns for dear life, smiling when they come so hard they cry, breeding them with my corrupted seed