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Dating a rapist when he texts you that he has a video pulled up on his laptop that he wants you to watch. When you go to watch it, you quickly realize it's a video of you drugged and passed out, him raping you and degrading you while your unconscious body welcomes his violation. You have no memory of any of this and immediately become soaked. You can't help but fuck yourself while watching the video, cumming multiple times while you watch your own rape
When hes planning to pull out but waits too long before he’s already cumming, realizes it feels so good that he cant move and is stuck on top of you moaning loudly and apologizing while filling you up. In your pleasured haze of being right on the verge of finishing, you feel him move to pull out but slip all the way back inside suddenly, then stay there twitching and groaning. A thrill of ecstasy runs through you and you cum hard around his cock, your legs instinctively wrapping around him and pulling him deeper inside of you. The feeling of his hot cum is like nothing else, and the tight pulsing around his cock draws his climax out longer and sucks his seed into your ovulating womb. The both of you ride out this extended high together, and know this was exactly what you were trying to avoid but cant help to enjoy every second of the pleasure. Youre thinking about spending the rest of the night throwing any leftover threads of caution out the window and doing everything your bodies desire.
Rubbing her clit gently while she's asleep so you can get her just wet enough to slowly insert your cock inside her and use her while she probably thinks she's having a wet dream
That's exactly how I'd use you.
Rub that clit nice and slow while you're deep asleep until you're soaked and twitching, then slide my cock in deep and fuck you while you dream about getting ruined.
You'd wake up leaking and still thinking it was just a wet dream… until you feel my hand around your throat.
new gender just dropped: toy. not even a person, just a thing to be used. thrown around, passed from one needy set of hands to the next. no regard for your pleasure, only your function. bent over a table, a boot shoved between your legs to keep them spread. you can't help but grind against it.. maybe a hand wrapped loosely around your throat, a leash, a reminder of who's in charge. your body is just a convenience for them, a warm, wet place to sink into. you can't help but be excited at faceless bodies take turns with you, praising just how good it feels, how pretty it is. how much it can take. and the best part?
you fucking love it.
I don’t want her to realize she’s “straight” I don’t her to become a “tradwife” I don’t want to her realize she was “wrong”. I don’t want a straight girl, those are everywhere. I want to fuck a lesbian. I want a dyke licking my balls, moaning to herself because she loves it so much and it feels so wrong. I want her telling me she hates me as I fuck her tight off-limits cunt, biting off her words about how disgusting I am for wanting to fuck a dyke while she bounces back on it. I want her seducing girls I try to hit on for herself, not sharing them, just proving to me what she is and how much better she is, telling me about their bodies and how much they loved fucking her and how I don’t deserve them while I’m balls deep in her ass, trying to piss me off, lashing out trying to make feel just as bad as she does for fucking me. I want a girl that wears boots and goes to book club readings and fucking hates herself when she gets on her knees and sucks my cock, hates that she genuinely likes the way my crotch smells and burying her face in it. I want her to have girlfriends, to go on dates, to try to stay away, and the first time they get in a fight she’s back in my apartment, throating me to the base and telling me to shut the fuck up when I goad her about it. I want pride pins on her jacket and arguments over who makes girls cum more. I want anger over how much her body reacts to sex with me. I want that. Why the fuck would I want her to be straight and ruin exactly what I love about her
a true pervert understands that the reasons torture is ineffective as a means of extracting information are upsides not downsides. at some point you'll be willing to admit to anything for me, to say anything to me, to believe anything I tell you to. after a point, all verity and falsity fade away into background noise and you just become an instrument that tells me what I want to hear, tuned perfectly to the pain I deliver.
dear trans person into detrans/misgen; you are loved far beyond that kink. you’re lovable outside the scenario of someone denying your identity. you are so loved for who you are. don’t ever lose sight of your limits out of fear of not being loved. only do the things you’re comfortable with, don’t let anyone push you into these kinks if they make your identity feel expendable, and, as always, never settle for anything or anyone that gives you a feeling you don’t love. keep doing your thing🖤
respectfully, cishets, ageless & minors dni
Tying a fakeboy's arms behind her back is absolutely essential to helping her understand the reality of her feminine body. This way, her tits stick out and she can't hide them. If she doesn't have tits, the position still forces her chest forward and emphasizes her curves. Her struggling against the bonds will just make this all the more obvious and pathetic. Remember to tie them tight so her body is maximally exposed.
I just think it’s super hot when people are bent over naked like, face down ass up showing everything. Like they’re just so fucking horny they don’t even wanna know what comes next it’s the perfect position like I could spit in your hole one minute and be breeding you the next and you’re just so desperate for it you don’t even care you’re practically shoving your hole in my face you just drool all over yourself and cum ? It’s fucking slutty.
objectification is so hot. reducing someone to nothing but a warm, wet object with no thoughts, no opinions, no will — just an empty little thing to be used whenever you desire
fuck me and show me that your biological urges outweigh my wants. fuck a baby deep into me while I desperately whine for you to stop. force your seed down inside me, pump me full as I plead for you to please think about my future, my family, my body. finish in me and know that while I beg, you can’t ignore how tightly my pussy clamps onto you and milks you dry. know I want you to make me yours. breed me.
What a wasted opportunity to have a tboy on his knees and not push your boot in-between his thighs, against his cunt, to make him shiver a little extra. Why not make him hump it while you're at it. Pull his hair and slap his face while he desperately thrusts his little pussy against your boot like a fucking dog. They love it, trust me.
I am obsessed with we phrase "rape a baby into you."
The idea of holding me down and forcing yourself into me, filling me up with load after load of cum and pining me so that I hold it all in. Let it fill up the deepest part of me. You reaching in where even I cannot.
Part of you taking root in me, changing me at a cellular level. My body becoming something accommodate you, to serve this part of you you left in me. Still inside, even after you pull out, whether you keep me to use again or move on without another thought. You are still raping me, every moment of every day as my body swells to accommodate you, you are deep inside me. I can't hide it, everyone can see what you are doing to me.
The clothes I wear, the food I eat, how I spend my time and what I think about are all raped by you.
You have raped every part of me, destroyed what was inside me and turned it into a vessel for you.
Aphrodisiac but like... only physical. No mental or emotional effect, it just activates the body to be receptive to some evil aggressor's vile attack. They tie you up, administer the drug, and wait for the horror to set in as your body performs full arousal for them.
Your body feels so good no matter how upset you are, and they play with you, edge you, tease and torment you, anything they want, and you're totally helpless, unable to do anything but get hard and drip for them as they use your body to entertain themselves.
You're not going to get out.
I know that's what you've been thinking. I've been treating you more like a lover. You think that because I let you sleep chained to my bed instead of on the cold basement floor that I'm going to get sloppy, that I'll start trusting you, that you'll have the chance to escape. I know how that brain of yours works. On some level you have to know the truth- you'll never get out of here.
You probably had a better chance of getting out before, when you were still a cold, crying thing in the basement, before I brought you upstairs to stay with me. I hardly cared, then, you were just another pet. A thing pretending to be a person that was just slow enough for me to catch. If you ran off or died or lost your marbles I'd just get a new one. Your cuffs were one-size-fits-all and the basement window has always been broken. You had a chance then. Not anymore. I'm more careful- you're special now. You made yourself irreplaceable.
You're padlocked to the wall when awake and the bed when you sleep. The chain is thick and your cuff is fitted perfectly. You're microchipped. You're cuffed and collared and branded. Its all permanent. Your captivity is permanent. I don't know why you delude yourself, you're not earning my trust. You're just making it so I never, ever want to let you leave.
puting a knife to your throat and making you ride me. forcing you to moan that you love me. watching as you go up and down my dick, open yourself up to me, declaring fake love with tears in your eyes because you actually hate me and wish you were strong enough to kill me with your bare hands. enjoying every minute of it and laughing at how weak and pathetic you are for giving in so quickly to my demands. mocking you for cuming over and over around me while i’m forcing you to keep on riding. not letting you stop when you’re flushed red and shaking, almost unable to hold yourself up. telling you i adore you while i shove my tongue down your throat, thanking you for letting me fuck you raw while you breathe in sharply, feeling the cold blade against you, knowing you have to say it was your pleasure even though you actually just want to throw up and scream for help
cishets, ageless & minors dni
Harsh tit slaps and intense forced eye contact with my hand on your chin so you can't look away while I hurt you for my own amusement
