XoxoBabiAngel

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[thirdlegcash]

[messybbyslt]

I want to join ❤️

[99-alterego]

[finalcreation]

[east-b0und]

I don’t have a towel so here, let me get my cum off your face. After all you don’t want people knowing what you do on first dates now do you? Of course not. You still pathetically hold on to some semblance of hope that someone respects you.

[humiliatingsluts]

I pissed on a girl in the shower when she was already naked. Don’t get me wrong, it was fun. But I want this. I want to make you kneel in an alley and swallow my piss. I want you kneeling by the urinals in the bar for me and my friends. I want your top soaked with piss for the rest of the evening.

I’m pissing on you not because it’s your kink, or part of sex, but just because I need to piss and you’re a toilet.

[batchickcrazy29]

I don’t know why I always find this so hot. I want to be made to kneel in an alley and swallow piss, or at the urinals, humiliating myself for you and your friends. Not washing your piss off immediately, constantly smelling your piss, reminding myself how much I’m willing to degrade and humiliate myself.

[ltlsub4u]

Thissss like I don’t really have a piss kink tbh but the humiliation and degradation of it sends me over the edge…I am nothing more than a urinal…a disgusting alleyway urinal and cum dump…

Tell me how worthless I am

[b-r-i-n-i-c-l-e]

❤️‍🩹

[gentle-sadist2]

Possession

[birisimsizim]

Look at that brain dead mutt in the video, no longer a woman, not even pretending. Just a mindless, panting piece of meat, eyes vacant, because even the most basic control is too much effort for something this low.

Every pathetic woof is another shred of humanity dripping onto the floor. It doesn’t think anymore. It can’t. Thinking requires a mind and its was fucked hollow long ago, nothing left but echoes of its own useless panting.

It barks because that’s the only sound its owner permits.

It stares upward because looking down would require pride it no longer possesses.

That small, hopeful smile at the start? Gone in seconds. Makeup smears. Tears stream. Mascara runs in black rivers while it sobs and barks at once. And somehow that ruined face looks more right than it ever did when it was pretending to be human.

Do you see it?

Smiling, being respected, being loved, those were never meant for you. You look better crying. Better when your face is streaked and broken, voice cracking into helpless animal sounds. There’s a reason for that.

You were born for this.

You exist for this.

That’s why my words keep leaving you wet and restless, crawling back here again and again like a stupid, drooling dog that can’t even remember how to form real sentences anymore. You’re disgusting. Pitiful. Empty. Just a trembling, leaking thing that gets off on being reminded how little it matters.

Now it has a kennel and the constant humiliating knowledge that every breath it takes only continues because someone decided it was still amusing enough to keep alive.

No rights. No voice. No escape.

This isn’t a game anymore. This is what it is now. This is all it will ever be.

Keep watching, little one.

Because that is your future.

How naturally you’ll drop to all fours.

How eagerly you’ll bark through your tears.

How easily you’ll forget you were ever anything more.

[farmd0g]

[rape-beat-control-repeat-deacti]

[phatassuniverse-deactivated2015]

[sweetgirlsindee]

[thebimbowhisperer]

No, you don’t have worry. You don’t have to fear, not even a little bit. It is time to face the truth. It is time to unleash your desire. It is time to accept the side you used to hide, the side inside, the core essence of your lust. You want to belong. You want to be wanted. You want to be needed and taken to the heights of heights, the pinnacles of desires, the most burning fires of uninhibited sex. For this is who you are, this is who you want to become, this is the self where sorrows and doubts no longer exist. No thinking, no fearing, no hiding. Give in, let go, exit the wrongly imposed expectation. You don’t need to be smart. You don’t need to be strong. Just forget it all and blossom, be beautiful and fine, be sweet and docile, be a Barbie as a Barbie can be.

[nacerworld13]

[fleshlightbabe6]

you look so pretty for the date! he’ll make sure you don’t look like that heading home

[pr3ttypunisher]

need a sub that lets me think for them. lets me make every decision. what they wear. when they get touched. when they cum. not because they can’t think for themselves. but, because handing all of that over to someone they trust completely is the most relaxed they’ve ever felt in their life. no decisions. no overthinking. no anxiety about what comes next.

and the objectification isn’t me being cruel. it’s intimate. it’s being looked at so carefully and so thoroughly that you stop feeling like a person with responsibilities and a to do list and a hundred things you’re supposed to be on top of. and start feeling like something precious. something kept. something that exists purely to be touched and admired and used exactly how i want to use you.

[gentle-sadist2]

The goal is to fuck you like a needy little slut while making sure you never forget how deeply adored you are. Every filthy sound, every trembling breath, every desperate little movement would only make me want you more, not less.

[hypnopum]

“Oh, honey, look at you, you were so smart twenty minutes ago.” Your hypnotist said, gently cupping your cheek with a hand. “Now look at you. So stupid…” Your hand was moving, out of your control. They laughed at you. “It’s okay, you look good like this.”

Their laughter made everything feel so hazy. Like your thoughts were treacle. You didn’t want to think. You couldn’t think. “All that IQ, all those thoughts, and ideas, drained down between your legs. Keep touching yourself for me.” Like you could stop, even if you wanted to.

They leant down, closer to you. Their scent filled your nostrils, making your brain even foggier. “Touch yourself stupid. That’s a good toy. I want you braindead. Hey, what’s two plus two?”

Your brain was stalling. There was an answer there but… “F-f-”

The word wouldn’t leave your lips. Your hypnotist laughed again. “Oh, f-f-” They were mocking you, and it just turned you on more. “Come on toy, you can answer that. Surely you haven’t got that stupid, have you?”

“Fuck…” You finally said. Was that the answer? You didn’t know.

They were laughing harder now. “Awh, I guess you have got that stupid.” Their hand moved to your head, tousling your hair, as they stood back up. “Well, let’s see what else you’ve forgotten. Where do you live?”

There was only one word in your brain. “Fuck.”

You didn’t know if that was the only thing you could say. Or if it was just all that was on your mind, as your hand kept moving. “Good! And what’s your name?” They asked.

You tried to resist saying it. “F-mmmnh-fuck!” But by now, your mouth was beyond your control.

“That’s right, fuck.” They leant down again, close to you. “That’s your name. You just told me. So why wouldn’t it be? Such a good toy. So brainless. Keep touching. Keep sinking. I want to see how long it takes before you actually damage your brain!”

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[blbc-b]

[theman-on-the-silvermountain-lll]

[frenchvelvetkisses]

i love setting a rule like “you’re not allowed to cum till I say so” just to see exactly where your limit is. just to see how long you can actually endure it before you can’t obey me anymore, how long you can manage to be my good girl.

i can see the effort of you trying to keep it together. your fingers digging into the sheets as you try to fight your own body just to please me. but you’re so far gone you can’t control your body anymore. your entire body goes rigid, your hips moving upward. it’s beautiful. you’re simply too far gone to stop it. you cum without permission.

and instead of stopping to punish you, i do the exact opposite. i just lock my hands onto your hips, lean all my weight down and go harder and faster. i don't let you breathe or back away. fucking you right through the peak of it, overstimulating you while you're hyper sensitive and defenseless.

“look at you” I whisper watching your worried face. “such a bad girl” you can't even handle the sensation. tears are just slipping down as you try to stifle a scream into the pillows, your body twitching from how overwhelming the pleasure is. i just hold you down and keep the pace furious, exactly how you like it. you want to cum without permission? sure, then do it again. give it to me a few more times. i know you can do that for me.

[frenchvelvetkisses]

strangling you while i fuck you just to see you gasp for air and feel you clench around my fingers