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Welcome sapphic and queer lovelies!
This blog is a mix of deranged queer kinky hornyposting, smut, my silly thoughts and occasional softie sappy sapphic stuff. Iām not everybodyās cup of tea, so please sip with caution!
About me:
For convoluted wordplay reasons you may call me Alice if you must. On this blog I may write from switch/verse adjacent perspectives but in practice I predominantly lean sub as of now. Iām very new to tumblr and here to write more free form smut and short horny ideas, and to possibly connect with people who vibe with similar stuff.
Limits and such below the cut
Interactions:
DMs and Asks (anon also) open to talk about ideas, contents of my posts, casual chatting if youāre cool. DO NOT just involve me in a fantasy/role play right off the bat. Be nice and donāt expect things, but donāt hesitate contacting if you want to talk. Please note that Iām a coward, new here and very inexperienced. Unlikely to talk to people under 20. Will not interact with ageless or blank blogs.
NOTE on content:
The content here is fantasy existing in kink setting and would not always be safe to recreate in real life role play. All noncon fictional content produced by adults for erotic and fantasy purposes is CNC in the sense that all participating persons consent to producing and consuming it. You are responsible for your own boundaries regarding the content you consume. Liberally block and filter out tags.
Wherever real life interactions are referenced, consent from all parties is always implied. Risk aware consensual kink is nonnegotiable. First person narrative in smut written or reblogged by me is purely a literary device.
Kinks/stuff I like (things you are likely to see here)
Please donāt assume Iām ok with all and any smutty texting etc just based on this list. Threats lead to immediate block. Iām very much willing to discuss concepts! Iām more than happy to hear fantasies and ideas that do not include me. Feel free to inspire me tho!
Hard Noās
scat, age play, zoophilia, vomit, extreme gore, real self harm, food/diet stuff
*personal boundaries, not moral stances*
General dislikes (things on which I may make compromises but you donāt get to do so on my behalf without negotiation)
Blasphemy/religion kink, incest, piss/bladder, anal, guns, daddy dom, orientation play
Likes and dislikes subject to change and will be updated haphazardly. Also Iām reserving the right to make compromises. Donāt worry about following/interacting even if our preferences donāt match, as long as you donāt involve me directly in things outside my comfort. Blogs involving discussion of real SH and abuse or heavy mental health matters, donāt expect a follow back.
Tags:
āVaniplani postsā my text posts
āVaniplani longsā my longer smut
āSap quota postā my sweeter stuff in varying levels of smutty and fluffy
āDumb shitā silliness tongue in cheek
āExtraneousā out of context/unrelated/personal
Letās be fr itās all vibe based it makes zero sense
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I think you should stain my favorite t-shirt with the memory of it being pulled over my head after Iāve given up the struggle, just sobbing there so pretty and helpless with your mouth on my now revealed tits and your hand in my jeans. You should wipe us both clean on it after too
I'm having "just the tip" brainrot. Just the tip because it's too big, and even though I'm dripping wet I'm just too fucking small. Too small, until you start working your hips back and forth, just a little bit at a time. Too small, too fucking tight, but it gets easier and it feels like so much that I don't even notice when you slide another inch in, but oh god do you fucking notice, you notice and think "jesus, there's no way I can actually..." and start pushing just a little bit more, switching between looking at my teary face (overwhelmed but not hurting, not really), and the tight little cunt you're working your way into, bit by bit, pulling out just enough to push back in further and really feel it as I open up. So fucking focused on how good it feels that it shocks both of us when your hips hit my ass, making eye contact for an electric second before you grind that much fucking deeper and watch my eyes roll back. Anyway. Just like. Normal thoughts
I'm wearing you out first. I'll let you fight because struggling against me will drain all of your strength. I'm watching the panic build in your eyes as I pin your wrists above your head. There's something special about watching a person sit and fight down their panic, watching them try and calm themselves so they can find a way out, only for every attempt to fail.
You swallow down the bile in your throat as I start to work your top off. The sound of a knife clicking open stills the last dregs of your panicked struggling. Stubborn buttons and lacy underthings are cut aside while the heat from your body warms the cold blade.
I'll take my time in exploring your chest, searching out every sensitive spot. Slowly kissing across your ribs before I move across your belly. Little by little your panic will mix with pleasure. You'll squirm before catching yourself, ashamed at how easily you respond to my attention.
āAm I the first one to take the time to find all these spots? Or has it just been that long pretty thing?ā
How ashamed will you be when you moan for me? How ashamed when you reflexively arch into my mouth? How desperate will you be to grab my head and pull it into you as I finally wrap my greedy lips around your nipple?
How quickly will all those emotions chill when my knife presses against you?
āJust hold still dear. I'd hate to hurt you.ā
When I've had my fill; when your chest is littered with hickies and bite marks, I'll drop myself lower. The last stitches of whatever you were wearing cut away and left to fall around your hips.
How hot will your shame burn when I point out how badly your body aches for me? Will you deny, protest? Or just sit in mortified silence?
Warm, inviting, so perfectly soft and yielding. My mouth is all the things the knife isn't as I take you past my lips.
How long until you're arching into me again? You'll whimper for release, though I think you don't know if you mean from knifepoint or across my tongue. I'll take my time here, the same as with your chest. Carefully mapping the spots that make your thighs twitch, memorizing what makes you draw in with those beautiful little gasps. I'll drag your body to the edge before yanking you back to reality with the tip of the blade pressed to the inside of your thigh.
When your body can no longer bear it, I'll allow you to finish. You'll shake, knicking yourself as your body vibrates and twists in desperate passion. After, while you listen to me swallow you down, some clear headed part of you will relax, hoping this means I'm finished with you.
I'm not.
I've taken so long learning the motions and responses of your body, building you up, so I'm going to savor you long past you the point you think you're done.
You'll stay. I'll take everything you have and more. You'll learn the consequence of catching my eye.
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i think sadists enjoying what they're doing to me is such a big part of my relationship to masochism. like on an individual level, i do have this fantasy and this want and this need, etc. but on a bigger level, it really is about someone wanting to torture me and play with me and getting off on my cries or my tears or my pain etc.. like that's so special to me
i need to sit alone with someone on a couch with a sexual tension dense enough to fog glasses that keeps sapping the energy from our banter and joking with the understanding that itās pretty much just a matter of time until theyāre getting held firmly still and molested
I also canāt help loving the idea of her forcing me to watch a video of her raping a girl, touching me lightly over my panties while holding my face towards the screen. Feeling me get wet to it, telling me how awful I am, that Iām no better than her, while I sob and squirm under her touch until the video ends and Iām soaked through. But instead of letting me go, she pushes me down to fuck me, continuing to describe how good it felt to do that to the poor girl, how scared she was in her hands. How one day sheās going to make me help her out. Claiming that I clearly want it too since sheās making me feel this good just telling me how she plans to use me to help her hurt some helpless pretty thing
tired of the incorrect and immersion breaking "ohh youre getting wet your body likes this actually ;)" IRRELEVANT! i want someone to acknowledge that theyre hurting and probably injuring me and my body is trying its best to remedy that
