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@wombenmeat
men deserve to cum inside you. women exist to take cum. a man’s urge to cum is more important than whatever you’ve got going on at the moment. if he takes his cock out, you’re obligated to drop whatever you’re doing, forget any shame you have, and do whatever he wants you to do so he can get off on it.
“I think we should work on a concept called reframing today.” Your therapist sits across from you, uncrossing and sprawling his legs, he set his clipboard aside.
“Reframing?”
“Yes. It’s a technique trauma survivors such as yourself tend to find quite helpful. When you reframe a traumatic incident, it can help you work past it. Usually done in a safe setting,” he gestures to his peaceful office, “with a person you feel safe with,” he gestured to himself, “you recount the traumatic event, and go through it in a play-by-play, acting it out, and working through all the tough, scary feelings that come up as you face it.”
“Oh…” the worry and confusion on your face settles at the explanation, “I guess that makes sense…. How do you do it?”
Slowly standing up, his hand came to his tie, loosening it. Dropping down to his belt buckle. “How does a demonstration sound?”
That’s how you ended up here— your cheek pushed into the carpet, pants ripped down. The speed he set is bruising. “Tell me again— how many times did he fill you up?”
He slaps your ass when he doesn’t get a response. When you finally sob out a wrecked, “t-three!” He pets your hair affectionately. His pace never relenting.
“Then I’ll fill you three times. Remember, reframing is all about repetition— fuck,” his hips stutter, before continuing, “repeat the trauma. Tell the story again.”
“I-I don’t want to—“
“You need to. You need to. Go ahead and start at the beginning, when did it happen? Tell me.”
“W-when I was…. Ah! Walking home…”
“How did he grab you?” His fingers knot in your hair.
“He— he grabbed my, my hair…” another sob shakes your body. “Then he pulled me into the bushes, a-and… started touching me…”
“How did he touch you?”
“Pushed me down, and… ah, put his… his hand down my pants, and mounted me…. Like, like a dog….”
“Fuck,” he mutters breathlessly, stopping to grind deep inside you, “like a dog. Like you’re some bitch in heat. That’s what you were, were you not?”
“No!”
“Yes, yes you are. You needed it, too. Say it. Say you needed it. Reframe it.”
“I…. I needed it…”
“Again.”
“I needed it.”
“Good job. Say it again, louder this time.” These soundproofed walls are such a blessing.
“I needed it!”
“What did you need?”
“I needed him to fuck my holes!”
“Fuck!” He lays over you, crushing you under his weight as he humps your little hole, filling it up with his cum. His cock throbbing as it pumps load after heavy load deep inside you. “Yes! Yes you fucking did! You need your stupid holes filled up all the time, don’t you? Yeah, you’re made to take cock. Made to be a perfect little cum dump. Fucking— fuck, take it. Take it.”
Your hour long session turned into two, then three. He assures you when it’s all over that it’s completely normal for reframing to take so long. He even schedules your next appointment for the same length of time, insisting that delving even deeper next time will be just the right thing for you.
And you, you poor innocent thing— all you can do is thank him for helping you find your place. With cum dripping into your underwear, and bruises littering your skin— you do seem to feel a lot better about being the world’s designated cum dump.
Violated is such a good word. Like get fucking deep in me. Touch me in places that I’ve never been touched in ways I’ve never experienced. Grope and squeeze and pinch and stroke me while I don’t want it, ignore my boundaries, refuse to recognize me as an equal. Violate me.
"there we go, that's my girl." when she finally stops struggling and accepts I'm not going to stop. Her needy cunt squeezing down on my cock, going dumb from her first forced orgasm of the night.
Need me a real Republican man to rape me back into a female slut and convert me to a dumb wife for him to use. 🫶🫶🫶
Pussies are made for squeezing around cocks and milking them. Don’t feel bad about taking what belongs to you. Go cream a bitch’s cunt, whether it likes it or not
Pussies are made for squeezing around cocks and milking them. Don’t feel bad about taking what belongs to you. Go cream a bitch’s cunt, whether it likes it or not
You're just a stupid titcow, so you'd better start acting the part! Your body revolves around your tits and your womb, that's what being a cow is all about. Jiggle your udders, get pregnant, get milked - that's all that's important.
Reading is for Boys, don't hurt that stupid little brain trying to do what you aren't wired for. All you need to do is sit back, turn your brain off, and let your swollen womb do all the work.
obsessed with the fact that getting fucked raw just once could already seal my fate and leave me knocked up with a stranger’s baby. they’d coerce me into letting them put in the tip only, and slowly they’d slip in deeper and deeper, precum drooling against my cervix, already decreasing my chances of getting out of this safely
eventually they give up pretending and hold me down, their body blanketing mine as they rut into me wildly, moaning in my ear, ignoring my pleas to pull out. i know they won’t, that they’re getting closer and closer to dumping their load in my pussy, their thrusts getting more erratic
on my hucow shit again. just wanna be the prize cow at a farm where the only thing allowed to fuck me is a breeding machine that keeps me nice and pregnant and milky until my ranchhand decides i would be better off with their massive cock kissing my cervix while their heavy cum-filled balls slap against my plush thighs with every thrust. it doesn't matter that im crying nd squirming in my restraints to get them to stop because my cunt is basically pouring slick and im making so much more milk than usual. hey, a productive cow is a good cow after all, and once the farmer sees how much more responsive my body is to my ranchhand, they might even be assigned to me full-time!
would you consider writing about this?
my brother found my lube in my drawer in our shared bathroom. i was using it to help use tampons for the first time. he came barging into my room screaming and raging upset that i have this. 'why do you have this' 'you're too young to have sex' 'are you a fucking slut?' and not believing me when i tell him in a virgin and it's an honest mistake so he has to rape me to really see if i still have my hymen. he says he'll stop if he sees blood on his cock but instead the sight makes him rape me harder than before knowing her took his little sister virginity
The door to her bedroom flew open with a violent crash, the sound ricocheting off the walls like a gunshot. She jolted upright in bed, her heart pounding in her chest, her book slipping from her hands and thudding to the floor. He stood there, silhouetted in the doorway, his chest heaving, his face twisted into something she barely recognized. In his hand, he clutched the small bottle of lube she’d left in the bathroom drawer earlier that day. Her stomach dropped.
“What the hell is this?” he demanded, his voice raw, almost guttural. She could see the veins in his neck bulging, his knuckles white as he squeezed the bottle tighter. The air in the room thickened, suffocating her. She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off before she could even form a word. “Don’t you dare lie to me. Why do you have this? Are you fucking someone? Are you a slut?”
Her voice came out small, trembling. “No, I—it’s not what you think. I’ve never—” She tried to explain, but he wasn’t listening. He took a step forward, his presence looming, filling the room with a tension that made her skin crawl. She could see the anger in his eyes, the disbelief, and something else—something darker, more primal.
“You’re too young for this shit,” he hissed, his voice low and dangerous. “You’re my little sister. I’m supposed to protect you, not watch you throw yourself at some guy who doesn’t give a damn about you. But here you are, lying to my face. You think I don’t know what this is for? You think I’m stupid?”
She shook her head frantically, her hands clutching the sheets for some semblance of stability. “It’s for tampons! I swear, it’s just—I’ve never used them before, and it hurt, so I—” Her voice broke, tears welling in her eyes. “Please, you have to believe me. I’m still a virgin.”
He laughed then, a cold, bitter sound that sent a chill down her spine. “A virgin? Really? You expect me to believe that? You’re lying through your teeth.” He took another step closer, his eyes narrowing as he studied her like she was some kind of puzzle he needed to solve. “You know, there’s only one way to be sure.”
Her blood ran cold. “What are you—”
Before she could finish, he was on her, his hands grabbing her wrists, pinning them above her head with an iron grip. She struggled, panic surging through her veins, but he was stronger, his weight crushing her into the mattress. “I’ll stop if I see blood,” he growled, his breath hot against her ear. “But if I don’t… then I’ll know you’ve been lying to me this whole time.”
She cried out, her voice a desperate plea, but it was no use. He was already pulling at her clothes, his movements rough, almost frenzied. She tried to kick, to fight, but he was too strong, his body pressing down on hers, trapping her in place. The tears streamed down her face as the reality of what was happening hit her like a tidal wave. This wasn’t just a threat. This wasn’t just him trying to scare her. He was going to do it. He was going to—
The pain was sharp, instantaneous, and she let out a strangled cry, her body instinctively trying to pull away. But he didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow down. His face was inches from hers, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her stomach churn. “See? If you were a virgin, there’d be blood by now. But there’s nothing. You’re just a fucking liar.”
She sobbed, her voice barely above a whisper. “Please… please stop…”
But he didn’t. If anything, he seemed to grow more frenzied, his movements more violent, more relentless. Her body shook with each thrust, the pain radiating through her, but it was the look in his eyes that truly broke her. There was no remorse, no hesitation. Just a sick, twisted satisfaction as he stared down at her, his lips curling into a cruel smile. “I knew it,” he muttered, his voice low and guttural. “I knew you were lying.”
She turned her face away, unable to look at him, the tears streaming down her cheeks. But he grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Look at me,” he snarled, his grip tightening. “Look at me while I take what’s mine.”
She tried to shut her eyes, to block out the horror of it, but he wouldn’t let her. He kept going, harder, faster, until the bedframe creaked and the headboard slammed against the wall. And then, finally, she saw it. The blood. It was there, staining the sheets, proof of what he’d taken from her. Proof of her innocence.
But instead of stopping, his eyes darkened, his breathing growing heavier. “You were a virgin,” he said, his voice thick with something she couldn’t quite place. “But you’re not anymore. And now…” He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “Now you’re mine.”
And with that, he fucked her harder than before, the sound of his grunts filling the room as he claimed her in the most twisted, violating way possible. She lay there, broken, her body trembling, her mind shutting down as he took everything from her. The tears kept falling, but she didn’t make a sound. Not anymore. There was no point. He’d won.
And he wasn’t stopping.
The sound of skin slapping echoes in the room, dimly lit by his loser big brothers shitty LEDs. His stereo is playing what he considers “real” music, so he’s being fucked to the sounds of Nirvana. Their parents are away, just them in the big house alone and his big brother has really taken to that.
It started small, smoking weed in the house. Then watching porn on the tv in the living room. He’d just jerk it right there, no caring if his brother walked by or saw. Some stupid dominance act he assumed. He tried his best to ignore it, even when his brother started walking around naked but then he got touchy.
He’d press against him from behind, his hard cock pressing into his ass as he reached for something on the top shelf. He’d lay his legs over him on the couch. Even snuck into his room and jerked off in his bed, leaving the mess for his little brother to find and clean. He’s a fucking perv.
And maybe he should have ignored it because all confronting him got was a cock forced down his throat. His nose pinched shut so he had no choice but to open wide and let his throat be used like a toy, spit pooling down his chin. The fucker came down his throat in long hot spurts but it wasn’t enough. He had to shove him down in the bed and fuck him open on his stupidly big cock, shoved it so deep inside him it bruised his guts, he was sure of it.
“Fuckin little slut…fuckin love your big bros cock huh? Love being filled with cum don’t you?”
He’d already cum inside him three times, made him cum on his cock twice. His little brother was lightheaded and dazed, barely had any fight left in him. When he felt his brothers thumbs pushing in next to his cock, stretching him wider than he already was, all he could do was whine. He’d never felt so full in his fucking life and the sounds of cum being fucked so deep into him made his eyes roll back.
“That’s it…atta boy just keep takin it…almost done with ya don’t worry. I’ll take good care of ya, take such good care of my little brother.”
“I think we should work on a concept called reframing today.” Your therapist sits across from you, uncrossing and sprawling his legs, he set his clipboard aside.
“Reframing?”
“Yes. It’s a technique trauma survivors such as yourself tend to find quite helpful. When you reframe a traumatic incident, it can help you work past it. Usually done in a safe setting,” he gestures to his peaceful office, “with a person you feel safe with,” he gestured to himself, “you recount the traumatic event, and go through it in a play-by-play, acting it out, and working through all the tough, scary feelings that come up as you face it.”
“Oh…” the worry and confusion on your face settles at the explanation, “I guess that makes sense…. How do you do it?”
Slowly standing up, his hand came to his tie, loosening it. Dropping down to his belt buckle. “How does a demonstration sound?”
That’s how you ended up here— your cheek pushed into the carpet, pants ripped down. The speed he set is bruising. “Tell me again— how many times did he fill you up?”
He slaps your ass when he doesn’t get a response. When you finally sob out a wrecked, “t-three!” He pets your hair affectionately. His pace never relenting.
“Then I’ll fill you three times. Remember, reframing is all about repetition— fuck,” his hips stutter, before continuing, “repeat the trauma. Tell the story again.”
“I-I don’t want to—“
“You need to. You need to. Go ahead and start at the beginning, when did it happen? Tell me.”
“W-when I was…. Ah! Walking home…”
“How did he grab you?” His fingers knot in your hair.
“He— he grabbed my, my hair…” another sob shakes your body. “Then he pulled me into the bushes, a-and… started touching me…”
“How did he touch you?”
“Pushed me down, and… ah, put his… his hand down my pants, and mounted me…. Like, like a dog….”
“Fuck,” he mutters breathlessly, stopping to grind deep inside you, “like a dog. Like you’re some bitch in heat. That’s what you were, were you not?”
“No!”
“Yes, yes you are. You needed it, too. Say it. Say you needed it. Reframe it.”
“I…. I needed it…”
“Again.”
“I needed it.”
“Good job. Say it again, louder this time.” These soundproofed walls are such a blessing.
“I needed it!”
“What did you need?”
“I needed him to fuck my holes!”
“Fuck!” He lays over you, crushing you under his weight as he humps your little hole, filling it up with his cum. His cock throbbing as it pumps load after heavy load deep inside you. “Yes! Yes you fucking did! You need your stupid holes filled up all the time, don’t you? Yeah, you’re made to take cock. Made to be a perfect little cum dump. Fucking— fuck, take it. Take it.”
Your hour long session turned into two, then three. He assures you when it’s all over that it’s completely normal for reframing to take so long. He even schedules your next appointment for the same length of time, insisting that delving even deeper next time will be just the right thing for you.
And you, you poor innocent thing— all you can do is thank him for helping you find your place. With cum dripping into your underwear, and bruises littering your skin— you do seem to feel a lot better about being the world’s designated cum dump.
I think I also need rape therapy from a [the]rapist
I'm so glad you came in today, I'd been thinking about your little pussy. Let me see it. Show your doctor your sweet cunt. Perfect. Can you open up for me? Show me your hole. You get so wet when I look at you, you know that? Every time I examine you, it's like an invitation to rape you. Lay back, get your feet up here in the stirrups. Higher, up higher, there we go. I know it's an embarrassing position but I can see you so much better now. Now just be quiet for a moment while I get started. Let's open you up. Feel my fingers? See how easily they slide inside this pussy? I don't need any lube with you. I don't need any gloves either, this is just you and me. Just a doctor fingering their patient while they pretend it's not happening. Ah, there's your tiny cervix. Right here, can you feel me pressing into it? That sharp, hot pressure? That's because you've never been pregnant. Mmm, it's so tight, I love playing with it. I know you hate it, sweetie. You're not mommy material, I know. But that just makes me want to breed you even more. No no, stay still, I'm not finished with your exam. Now I'm going to test your reflexes. Ready, sweetie? Feel my throbbing cock pushing into you? Relax, don't tense up. You know that makes me get even harder. Makes me want to rape you so much more. Going in… deeper… that's it, sweetie. Just lay back and let me fill you. Let this cock heal you. Feel me use your pussy. In and out. All the way in… down to your womb… and out. Mmm, you're so wet for me. What's that, sweetie? I can't hear you when you whine. Oh no, I'm sorry, I can't stop. Your little pussy wants me to fuck it. You invited me, remember? With this trembling, wet hole. You're holding on so tight… are you gonna cum? Oh sweetie, that's fine. Cum while I rape you. What a good patient. What a slutty little pussy for their doctor's cock. See, that's not so bad is it? It feels nice to cum, even when you don't want to. Oh, there's your little cervix again! I can feel it puckering. You came so hard your womb opened up. Feel that cock pushing it open? Mmm. I can't fuck your cervix, but I want to. I want to rape you so deep you feel me for days. Oh fuck, sweetie, your little cunt feels so good. I know you're sensitive, but I can't help it. I can't stop until I'm cumming inside you. Shh, you're fine, sweetie. Stay still and let me finish. You can feel me getting close, can't you? Get ready. I'm gonna drown your uterus with my cum. Here… it comes… Fuck! Oh fuck, sweetie, yes. Feel that load inside you? Feel it pouring into your unused womb? Oh shit… take this cum. I'm gonna rape it all into you. Fuck. Fuck… I'm still cumming. Still cumming… right into your cervix. So deep in your cunt. Good, good… lay still, let me plug you with my cock… until it all seeps into your womb. That's where my cum belongs.
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This is?? So fucking hot??? Oh my god anon
My pussy is throbbing right now just thinking about this. Being laid back with your legs spread, exposed and on display for your perverted doctor to do whatever he wants with you 🥵 And the bit about him saying it’s okay to cum, oh my god, fuck
I know I've said it already but fuuuuck 🥵🥵
The first thing you notice when you wake up, is the heat.
A warm, heavy body draped over your back, settled between your legs. A thick, meaty cock settled deep inside you, twitching occasionally.
Panic overwhelms your poor sleepy brain, but before you can make a noise, a big hand clamps over your mouth. To your horror, you realize the cock inside you is soft, and the space between you two is sticky. “Shhh baby, daddy’s got you, it’s okay.”
The soreness in your lower back and cunt was starting to become obvious as he started to move, his cock hardening, growing inside you as he humped you.
“Stay quiet for daddy, I’m not nearly done with you yet.” Pulling out fully, he pushed his fat tip against your gaping hole, pushing back in slowly. Groaning the whole way. Giving you no time to adjust— why would he? You’ve already taken at least two of his loads. You can take another.
Just stay still and be a good little hole.
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“Be quiet now,” he grunted as he thrust his cock into her wet little pussy for the first time that afternoon.
“Can’t let Mommy… hear what a… dirty little girl… you’re being for Daddy,” he whispered between strokes as he got deeper and deeper inside his babygirl.
Her sweet whimpers made his gut tighten. His cock growing even harder inside the slick walls of her little cunt as it gripped him.
Sucked him.
“Daddy needs it… needs your little pussy,” he moaned into her neck as he pumped inside her faster, her small bed creaking as the strength of his thrust increased.
“Daddy,” she cried out when he reached under her body and stroked her swollen wet clit with his fingers. He captured her mouth with his, trying to silence her as they both voiced their pleasure.
Her wet little pussy was getting tighter around his cock with every circle his fingers made around her clit. Her cunt slurping at his length, tugging at him and trying to pull his cock toward her womb as his babygirl got closer to coming.
“That’s my girl… squeeze Daddy’s cock… make Daddy cum,” he forced his cock through her tightening walls, the head hitting against his babygirl’s womb. Her little pussy was driving him crazy with the need to fill her belly with his seed. The thought of her swollen with his child making his balls draw up closer to his body and his cock throb harder inside her.
“Give Daddy a baby,” he growled next to her ear as he stabbed his cock in full length strokes into her cunt.
He slapped his hand over her mouth to muffle her cries when he felt the first contraction of her cunt around his shaft. Within seconds his cock was spurting seed filled cum against the mouth of her womb as he rammed into her clenching, sucking little hole. The bed banged against the wall as he jammed every inch inside her.
“Little cunt… sucking my cum… into your belly… making a baby… fuckkkk,” he growled as his gut clinched and another spurt of cum filled his little girl’s cunt before he fell on top of her, enjoying the quivers going through the slick walls that surrounded his shaft.
He took his hand away from her mouth and kissed her deep, her tongue teasing his before they broke apart.
“Daddy’s good babygirl,” he said to her, kissing her again, unable to stop his hips from pushing against her several more times before slowly pulling out of her warm, cum filled hole.
“Don’t take it out,” she murmured, contracting around him.
“Daddy’s sorry, babygirl,” he lightly kissed her lips as he pushed two fingers into her leaking cunt hole. He pulled them out, coated in his cum and pushed them into her mouth.
“Can’t risk fucking your little cum sucking pussy anymore right now, babygirl, but once Mommy goes to sleep tonight Daddy will be back to fuck more baby seed into your little belly.”
He left her then, and as he looked over his shoulder, he watched her for just a moment as she rolled over on her back and fingered her cum filled hole.
