Thankyousir

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[thankyou-sir]

My dark and depraved fantasies are in the forefront of my mind.. the pain and fear slut in me is roaring to be beaten and used. Abducted and raped, fucked with knives and guns. Tied up, chained up, caged up. Choked and drowned. Tortured and killed.. I want to be scared for my fucking life.

[sleepin]

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This

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Really need to be hurt. Feeling especially dark and masochistic. Just need that release from pain at someone else’s hands. Pushed around, smacked around, spit on, facefucked.. used. I need that fear and rush from being hit making me throb with desire. I need it so fucking bad. So fucking bad.

[deepruinsland]

Going downstairs to get another crate of beer for the party and accidentally bumping your shoe into the exposed a$$ of the girl you abducted yesterday - her body lying quivering in a puddle of her own juice on the floor, her wrists tied to your basement plumbing.

Me: "oh hey there petal - I almost forgot you were here!"

Her: *barely audible moans through her ball gag and taped lips

Me: "It looks like your vibe has run out of battery - silly me!"

*replaces battery, turns vibe attached to her cl1t on high again, and heads back upstairs with the crate

Me: "Oh and if you're good, I might be down again later with a few of my buddies!"

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Hhmmm tumblr making a comeback?

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Euphoria fans anyone??

Anyone else wanna be spit roasted by Cal and Nate? ..and choked and fucked up.. I mean I basically did have a night with someone like Cal but for some reason the darkest parts of my fucked up soul are attracted to Nate and his fucked up gaslighting ways.. 😳🙈

[thankyou-sir]

Please?

[kinkykatdomme]

Please, roll your eyes again. You’ll look so pretty with my handprint across your face.

[rawinamorata]

[passionate-souls]

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Makes me sad I rarely see sexy content on my feed anymore :(

[thankyou-sir]

✨make my body your ever changing galaxy✨

[thankyou-sir]

"This is exactly how a slut like me should be."

*disclaimer.. the order of what happened is going to be somewhat jumbled and things will probably be left out because they happened so fast or it was so intense.. that being said.. here’s what I remember and how I remember it*

I walked in the room and put my keys on the table. I left the door just a crack and I knelt facing the opposite wall just as @beg4mor had instructed. I waited. The room felt like it was a million degrees. My heart was racing, anticipating what was to come, a mixture of fear and excitement. I heard footsteps then the door shut. I didn’t dare turn around. I just kept staring at the stupid “wall decor” they had up. I heard a couple things hit the table, then the curtains shutting. He walked in front of me and turned out the light I had left on. Pitch black. Then he flicked the bathroom light on. Letting a small glow into the room.

He leaned in, smelling me. I think his hand was around my neck too. “You must be the stupidest slut I’ve ever met, meeting a random stranger off the internet after talking to them for barely 24 hours.” He was right. I was stupid for doing it and I had been thinking that since I had agreed to meet him. The whole ride there I was excited yes, but also scared because I knew what I was doing was beyond dangerous.

He pushed me backwards then flipped me over. I think maybe he kicked me then. I don’t remember. He put his shoe on my face. “This is where you belong, under my fucking shoe. Do you understand?” “Yes sir.” “Where do you belong?” “Under your shoe sir.” He takes his shoe off my face and puts it in front of me. “Kiss it,” I do. “Come on you can do better than that.” I start to lick and kiss his shoe. I don’t remember exactly what happened next, I know I was scared though and I knew it was only the beginning. I think to myself “Should I try to get away? It’s probably useless.” I started to inch my leg up to crawl away which I immediately regretted. He laughed. “Are you trying to get away?” He slapped me then pushed my cheek into the ground. “My friends are outside waiting to use you, should I just bring them in now?” I forget my manners. “No” I say. He slaps me. Hard. “What did you say?” “No sir” I say, knowing I fucked up but it comes out more as a whisper. “What? You’re going to have to be louder than that. I want to hear you.” I say it again louder. “That’s better.”

He flips me over again, my head bumps the wall. “Don’t look at me.” And he slaps me across the face. I leave my cheek on the ground and close my eyes. He pulls my tits out of my bra and dress to hit them. “Open your eyes. Don’t fucking look at me.” I do. There’s a knife inches from my face. It has a small hook at the end. He drags it across my neck and down my chest. I stare at the ceiling shaking a bit. He hooks it around my nipple ring. “One pull and and these will come right out. Should I do that?” “No sir” I say, scared. “What?!” He slaps me hard. “Why the fuck are you here? To please me right?” “Yes sir.” “Then should I pull these right out?” I gulp. “If it pleases you sir.” All I can think is “what have you gotten yourself into.” “That’s fucking right.” He continues to drag the knife down my body. Digging it in certain places.. Places that with just a bit more pressure, I’d be dead. He drags it all the way down and cuts my panties off. I feel the metal on my cunt. “You ever been fucked with a knife?” “No sir.” “Should I fuck you with my knife?” I again instinctively say “no sir” and instantly regret it. “What?!” “If it pleases you sir.” “Better. I just sharpened this tonight so I wouldn’t move if I were you.”

He pulls me up to my knees and rips my dress and bra off before pushing me down onto my stomach again. I start to lower my hips so I’m laying down. “Did I say to put your ass down?” “No sir.” I get up higher up on my knees. “Get your arms to your sides. Dirty sluts like you don’t get a fucking barrier between them and the dirty motel room floor. I move my arms to my sides as I’m told.” He rubs my clit before he pushes his fingers inside me. It feels good. “Does that feel good?” “Yes sir.” He’s slaps my ass hard. “Then what do you fucking say? Jesus you come here without any manners…” “Thank you sir.” “What a disgusting slut. You’ve been thinking about this all day. Your body is reacting just the way I want it to even if you won’t. Look how disgusting you are.” He shoves his fingers in my mouth. I lick and suck on his fingers tasting myself mixed with the taste of the gloves he’s wearing. “This disgusting cunt is so wet. You’re such a dirty slut.” “Yes sir.” “How dirty?” “Filthy sir.” “Diseased?” “No sir.” “So you meet up with strangers to fuck you but you don’t have any diseases.. yeah right.”

He flips me over again and spreads my legs. He hits one thigh then the other with his hands. I let out little cries of pain or suck in a quick breath with each. “Isn’t this what you wanted? Pain? To be hit?” “Yes sir.” “Then why the fuck don’t I hear anything?!” “Thank you sir!” I try to get a thank you out for every one but I can’t and when I miss one he hits me me harder and faster. I try to close my legs but he pulls them back open and tells me to leave them that way. I don’t dare disobey. He drags the belt from one thigh across my pussy to the other and I wait, knowing what’s coming, just not when. Then I start feeling the belt hard against my thighs. I cry out and try to get a thank you out again for every blow. I miss one and more come harder and faster. “Why did you come here?” “For you to give me pain and use me sir.” “Maybe I need to record you saying that so you can’t run to the police..”

I’m on my stomach again. I stay with my arms by my side. Ass in the air and face on the floor. I’m staring at the wall, afraid to look at him and anticipating what might be next. “Are you fading out on me already slut?” “No sir.” “Then what are you thinking about?” I freeze not knowing what to say. “I asked you a question. I didn’t say take your fucking time.” I feel the belt hitting my ass hard. “I don’t.. everything sir.” “You’re thinking about everything huh? Are you thinking about what the square root of 57 is?” Another sting across my ass. “No sir.” “Maybe I should have you tell me. What is the square root of 57?” More blows. “I don’t know sir.” Another one. “You don’t? Didn’t you pay attention in school?” “No sir.” “Of course you didn’t.” He hits my ass harder.

“That guy who raped you was right to fuck you in the ass. You should be an anal only whore with such a disgusting cunt.” His finger is in my ass and now I’m scared. “You telling me you don’t put a plug in this ass?” I freeze. A hard slap. “Answer me!” “Yes sir.” “What do you put in your ass?” “A plug sir.” “Yet you come here and whine about no anal..”

He bent one of my knees so my foot was in the air and untied my shoe. He tried to pull it off but I had chosen to wear my all star high tops. I could hear him grunting and getting frustrated before he got it off. He untied my other one and ripped it off too. “What did you think you were gonna fucking run away with those shoes?” I feel his belt around my neck. He pulls me up by it and turns my face to the door. “There’s the fucking door.” Then he walks me to it and opens the door, pushing me right to the threshold. “Maybe I should just leave you out here. Show everyone what a stupid disgusting slut you are.” “No sir, please no.” I’m scared.

He pulls me back from the door and shuts it then pushes me back to the ground. He’s behind me and grabs my arms and pins them together behind me. Then I feel tape binding my wrists together, and then my hands and fingers.

He stands in front of me and starts to pull his cock out. As soon as I’m allowed I take him in my mouth. Desperate to please. Wanting to feel him get hard in my mouth. He tells me to look at him. I look up. Then he tells me I have good dick sucking eyes. Being the slut that I am, I’m happy to receive such a compliment. After a little while of me sucking him he grabs my head and forces me down on his cock. “Touch your nose to my fucking stomach.” I do. He’s all the way down my throat. I gag and try to breathe and gag again. I pull back a bit and he pushes me back down. “You think I give a fuck if you can breathe?” The next time I pull back he tells me to lick his balls. I do happily. Eventually I lose my balance a bit and my knees hurt from my tendinitis I fall back onto my bound hands. He’s slaps me hard across the face “Are you trying to fucking get your hands out?” “No sir, I have tendinitis in my knees..” “you think I give a fuck. Useless. you can’t even stay where you belong to serve me?” “I can sir.”

He walks to the bed and sits down. “Come here.” I struggle a bit to get back on my knees. Once I do, I keep my head down while I crawl to him, careful not to look at him, until I’m kneeling between his legs. He smells my hair and neck. I’m afraid that I smell like a cigarette even though I haven’t had one since before the drive there. Goosebumps spread across my skin. He feels how wet I am. “You want my cock don’t you.” “Yes sir. Very bad.” “I can tell. I bet men can smell you a mile away with this wet cunt.” Then he has me take his cock in my mouth again. He tells me this is the only time I’m allowed to look at him. When I’m pleasing him with my mouth. I push myself down so he’s down my throat and he holds me there. I gag a couple times and then I start to throw up. I keep it in my mouth and swallow it. I can only imagine how bad it would be if I were to throw up on him. “Are you going to puke on my fucking cock?” “No sir.” And I shake my head. “You are aren’t you?”

He pushes me back a little then tells me to get on the bed. I stand up and before I can even get on it he pushes me down bent over it. He pulls the tape from my hands then He uses the belt to beat my ass. I say thank you with each one but the last few I have to pause or I cry out “fuck” before thank you and it seems to make the next one worse. I try to push myself to take another each time but the last one I have to say yellow as I slide down from the bed a bit.

He pushes me back up on the bed and kicks my legs apart before he pushes into me. It feels so good and I thank him. I’m so wet that he slides out of me and I feel him teasing my me, rubbing the head of his cock on my clit. He flips me over and pulls me to the edge of the bed. He slaps me and chokes me. Then he pushes into me again. “Thank you sir.” I make sure to keep my eyes off him. He tells me to show him how I touch myself while he fucks me. I start to rub my clit. “That’s right. Keep yourself nice and wet for me.”

He pulls out of me and sits on the bed. “Come clean me off slut.” I do. I greedily lick the length of his cock before taking it in my mouth. I taste myself on him I try my best to please him with my mouth. Gagging myself on him. Then I lick his balls. He tells me to lick lower. I go a little bit lower. “Lower!” He says. He knows I don’t want to lick his asshole. He knows rimming isn’t something I want to do. “You think I care if you don’t want to?!” He tries to hold me there but I pull away and he smacks me across the face a few times, so hard my ears ring for a minute.

Then he’s cumming all over my face. I open my mouth trying to catch as much of it as I can. He lets me fall to the floor and walks back to the bed and sits there. I lick around my mouth, trying to lick up any that may be around my mouth. I didn’t dare move from where I was until he told me to go clean myself up.

I went in the bathroom and first I looked at myself in the mirror.. I was covered in cum.. Hair a fucking mess.. Makeup smeared.. I smiled at myself and looked down and saw the beginnings of bruises on my thighs. Before I wiped the cum off myself, I smiled at myself again and thought to myself “this is exactly how a slut like me should be..”

[thankyou-sir]

Thinking about this night always makes me dripping wet and leaves me wanting for something like this 😳💦😏

[beg4mor]

Because #personal…

[thankyou-sir]

😘💋🩸

[thankyou-sir]

Please Pull My Hair?

When my hair is pulled my whole body melts. I turn to into a gooy mess. A brainless fucktoy. Warmth and tingles spread everywhere. My cunt soaks. My limbs give out. I pretty much lose control of my whole body and I fucking love it. Such a simple thing, but god damn does it have an extreme effect on me and really settle me into a scene.

[thankyou-sir]

⛓pain slut🔪🩸🔪fear slut⛓

[thankyou-sir]

My dark and depraved fantasies are in the forefront of my mind.. the pain and fear slut in me is roaring to be beaten and used. Abducted and raped, fucked with knives and guns. Tied up, chained up, caged up. Choked and drowned. Tortured and killed.. I want to be scared for my fucking life.