If you want me to stop doing something, you should beg me to do it more. If you don't like being assfucked, beg me to fuck your ass. If you don't like being hit, beg me to hit you. I like begging. If you beg, I'll feel better and cum faster, and it will be over sooner. You want that, don't you? Oh, but it has to be authentic. If you don't mean it it's no fun. What do you mean, that's too confusing? If you want me to stop abusing you, you just have to find it within yourself to authentically want more abuse. It's so simple. Women are so fucking stupid sometimes.
When my bf raped my ass for the first time, as soon as he was done I ran off to the bathroom to cry. I took a hand mirror to look at my asshole and oh, what a sorry state it was in, it was gaped, bleeding, dirty and oozing cum. I hadn’t done anal in like a decade so this might as well be the first time all over again lol.
When I came out of the bathroom, he called me over and said I made his cock dirty and I have to clean it. Then he he raped my mouth with his cock still cover in my shit and blood. Then he “asked” me to ride his dick with my asshole, and tbh I didn’t even know why but I just did it, like no protest or anything even though it hurted like hell. Fawn and freeze response I guess… I can’t even remember how many times he cum in my ass that day, he literally just used my asshole to goon all day, like he was obsessed.
After that day, it’s like he got totally hooked on anal. For months he would exclusively fuck my ass, didn’t even bother to touch my cunt, at most he would just use it to lube up his dick before he put it in my ass, though most of the time he just use spit. He used to fuck my asshole pretty daily, multiple times a day. After a few months my ass was perma gaped, like to the point I would shart my pants cause I physically couldn’t close the muscle down there anymore
You were born for pain. You were put on this earth to be a pretty little breeding tool. You were made to bleed, to cry, to obey, to get smacked around and choked out while a man twice your size pounds your cunt as hard as he can. You were meant to be some sick sadist’s fucktoy. You were given this life to serve men and worship cock. You were created for destruction. Think about that the next time you start raping yourself with a dildo or taking your daddy’s dick against your own will, lying on your back and sobbing until there’s no tears left for you to shed. It hurts because it’s supposed to, and you keep crawling back to your own suffering because you love it. It’s in your DNA. It’s your birthright. It’s who you are. Don’t you ever forget that, you worthless whore.
We purchased a fucking machine recently, what a rollercoaster that's been...
I'm used as a test dummy basically. He likes seeing how long I can take getting pounded at full speed, watching me struggle to take my largest dildo painfully slow, stretched into mortifying positions which getting fucked, and also leaving me to get my holes wrecked while he's busy in the other room.
This happens at minimum once a week and it's never planned, he just calls me in for a hole inspection that leads to a session. He thinks my pussy feels better sloppy and I actually hate that. I loved having a really tight pussy for years, now it's a joke. It's embarrassing when zero stretching is required for average size toys, they literally just slip right in. Sometimes I'll still ask if we can let it tighten back up a little but he's never given in.
"This is how I love your sloppy cunt to be. Get used to it."
And as for my asshole... It's not what it once was. Fingers would be a struggle before, now my starting point is a big fat dildo. He loves making my asshole gape open unable to close. I think it's gross, personally. I never had interest in anal. It's his favorite though so now I'm an anal queen by his choice. He says I was made for it, that my asshole is always greedy for more but I beg to differ when I'm fighting back tears and begging him to stop during extreme gaping sessions. His new mini obsession is pumping my ass full of cum, real or fake, and watching me fart it all out. It's not really a turn on for him, he just laughs in amusement and watches me hate it.
not enough intox posts on this app are about getting as high as possible and then being touched inappropriately, slowly being persuaded into taking their cock while ure nonverbal and whiny. "Shhh, puppy,,, its alright, daddy's just gonna put the tip in, okay?" "Yeah, thats a good boy, biiiiig stretch, you can do it,,," while being groped and theyre forcing more than js the tip in
"Okay, I'm ready!" comes his voice from down the hallway. Once he rounds the corner, he pauses when he sees me. A nervous but playful smile lights up my face after a moment, trying to act natural.
"You're not in your normal spot," he smirks, crossing his arms.
"I just wanted to sit here today," comes my soft reply, glancing away from his intense gaze.
"Hmmm," it's a small sigh as I feel his arms link around my waist, lifting me up.
"Wha-" but my question is quickly cut off by him sitting down and pulling me into his lap. Embarrassment burns across my cheeks, turning them a bright red under his mirthful gaze. Trying to save face, I attempt to slide from his lap but am quickly pulled back. "Take a seat," he murmurs right against my ear, his hot breath deepening the crimson in my cheeks, "The show is about to start."
"Daddy..." comes my breathless whine as I try once more to slide off his lap, but his hands on my hips are like shackles as they hold me to him. My whole body trembles at the slight stimulation from my attempted escape. He moves me, relaxing me back against his chest once more before turning my chin to focus back on the TV screen.
Episode.... 5? At this rate I couldn't focus on what was happening on the screen, images flashing by in a blur as my core clenches tightly to spite me when I feel his cock throb inside me. "Daddy..." comes my whining again which he shushes gently, rolling his hips with a quick thrust that has my thoughts fade with the stars dancing across my vision.
"You gotta pay attention," he murmurs against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine before he moves, kissing along my lashes when I clench my eyes closed in pleasure.
"Can't... s'much.." incoherent words fall from my lip in a jumbled mess as I try to shift on his lap, squirming in a desperate attempt to not feel him. It only pushes him further, deeper into my tight walls which leaves me panting against his chest in frustration.
I feel all of him so acutely but not enough. For the past five hours, my brain has been turning to mush as I cockwarm him. Every attempt to escape, every attempt to find release has been met with failure as he keeps me dangling over the edge. All that's left is my weak attempts to find comfort, solace, a moment of relief.
"Let... me..." limp limbs move again, attempting to escape, but his grip on me tightens and once more I am trapped. This time when he grabs my chin, his grip is so tight I wince under his scrutiny. He drags my face to his, assessing the glossy look in my eye as my vision blurs and dances.
"Look how needy you've gotten," he whispers, his hand on my chin moving to trace my lips. Absentmindedly, my tongue lolls out and tastes his fingers. He growls in appreciation as his fingers slide across my tongue. His growl encourages me as my tongue wraps around the digits, sucking on them wantonly as drool runs down my chin with my efforts.
After a moment, he pries his fingers from my lips and another sound of approval leaves his throat at the sight of the string of drool connecting his fingers to my tongue. His hand slides down, tracing the curvature of my neck as he muses softly, "What do you think, princess? Think we should make this your regular spot? Sitting pretty on my cock like a good girl?"
His hand tightens around my throat as he rolls his hips, once, twice, until he starts a steady pace that stops any words from leaving me. My argument dies in my throat, mingling with the moans and begging that take its place. "No... no..." it's almost a prayer as his cock finally moves in my hypersensitive pussy, the pleasure almost painful with the intensity of each thrust.
The hand on my throat encourages me, his hand on my hip guiding the insane pace as I find myself unraveling. My hands latch onto his forearm, holding him to me as well as clinging to him for leverage. As my nails bite into his skin, he releases a primal groan before shifting us both suddenly.
The new angle pushes me into the plush of the couch, my legs easily folded against my shoulder while he pins me by my throat. Every thrust is reckless, violent lust that slices through me with white-hot pleasure. As we devolve into a desperate pace, his mouth seeks mine out and fastens to me in a messy, hot kiss that only fuels the flames.
"Shit," he murmurs in between kisses as he pumps into me animalistically. I find my whole body tense and spasm with my release, messy slick coating us both as he fucks me through it, intent on using me. His brutal thrusts keep me spiraling as my pussy tightens, I lift my hips in a needy attempt to feel him deeper.
His eyes widen in surprise before kissing me so deeply I forget to breathe as I feel his cock throb, pumping rope after rope of hot cum deep inside my pussy. Keeping me effectively pinned, he places gentle kisses along my jaw as he makes his way to my ear, nibbling before he whispers, "I think we have a couple more episodes, wanna try again?"
being pinned down and spanked on my tdick. owners mad I tried to escape inspection. there is no counting or set number of spanks, owner is teaching me a lesson and won't stop until puppy learns :3
"keep those legs open, or I'll keep you here for another hour."
"stupid fucking mutt."
"look at this, you're so wet. just from being punished huh? you like daddys hand that much?"
"oh but how can I blame you, you're just a slutty, dumb puppy aren't you?"
and once hes finally finished with me he takes out his tcock and rubs it against mine, giving me orgasm after orgasm until I've soaked the sheets with my puppy juices :3
perverts PLEASE come into my asks, I'm begging you 😣
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taking price and ghost fighting and running with it.
some stupid argument about john price not following rules in their little tuesday off base bar games blossoming into two weeks worth of high level pettiness.
snide remarks, shoulder shoving, hell the only time they even looked at each other these days was when they were on the mats. knuckles red and angry as they tore at one another. pride too solid to shake.
which is how you landed beneath simon.
wobbling cries muffled by the thick of his glove. baby doll tee pulled over your swaying tits and showing off a glistening sweaty back to him.
"s-si'! hun—" you hiccup, words slurred beneath the fabric. back stinging with wicked pleasure as he bends you into a mean arch. he watches the fat of your ass ricket with every drive home of his hard pelvis.
"sh, lovie. can' let big man see us 'ere?" he grins, balaclava pulled over his nose. he licks a fat wet strip up your nape. groaning at the musky sent of sex that pours over the room. "fuckin, juusstt like tha',"
prices room.
atop prices desk.
without price.
he curves his hand around your right thigh, smacking harshly at the puffy skin of your ass. you squirm, nails digging into the wooden desk. moans only meeting his covering hand.
he dips his hand down to the slick cream mess between you two. stringy connections of cum pull taught each time he drags out all the way to his tip, just to shove all the way back in as he drags you backwards and shoves his hips forwards. you scream, eyes white as you claw at the hand around your jaw.
he gathers the slick, white ring around his cock creating gummy noises he isnt bothered to muffle.
simon also knows important papers lay just beneath your rocking body. he rubs at your clit messily, juices soppy. you keen, stomach throbbing with the buldge he bullies into you. you smack at his hand, tears brimming your tearline.
everything blurs hot for a second. the slamming of a door doesnt register past your clotted ears.
"wot the fuc—" price barges in. face hot with anger before his eyes slot to yours. he watches as shameful lust swirls in them before he flickers down to the wet connection between you and the lieutenant.
you whimper, would be more embarrassed if you hadnt fucked them both before.
simon plows into your feral, blunt covered nails digging into your cheek.
"gon' cum pretty girl? righ' on the old mans shite?" his fingers move from over your mouth to cupping your jaw firmly. moving your head to arch it back. eyes bearily finding him upside down.
he grins, eyes squinted in pure joy.
looking back up to price as he feels you tighten around him the most deliciously. browns burning with complete intention. youre lost, too worried about your impending explosion of a release to truly care as price watches you melt dumb.
he kisses your temple. feeling you muddle over.
babbles leave swollen lips and brows completely furrowed. "there! t-there, please si'! f-fuc—" with his mean pinch on your clit you choke on your moans, blanking as all crashes down on you.
nails dig into simons skin, blood prickling beneath. raspy screaming moan bouncing between both mens ears.
by the time you blink back to current reality, youre carefully laid over johns ruined desk. damp body smudging papers as they stick to your panting chest.
simon dutifully rubs your hips. smiling at john like the asshole he is.
let's make a deal: I'll be your sweet little househusband who cooks and cleans, and in exchange you fuck me so full of cum I can't possibly not get pregnant.
sound good to you?
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