I Actually NEED A Dominant Tboy In My Dms Or Asks Guys, I’m Becoming Feral 💔💚💚💚 (this Is

Whiney over stimulated little brother audios

me too bubbles 😭🙏

*gets jealous of all the attention you get*

*lays on the ground face down ass up*

GEE I HOPE NOBODY COMES FUCKS ME 🫧

BUBBLES PLEASE

my boyfriend had me jerk off my tdick in front of him while he got off to it and finished on me last night and I haven't stopped thinking about it since 😵‍💫

fuck, please

Pro tip: if you rail your puppyboy from behind and put a hand on his lower stomach, you'll hear the most desperate pathetic noises you've ever heard (bonus points if you tease them about how you're going to fill their little tummy with puppies)

seeing non-nsft blogs like/follow but not reblog is soooo cute. I know you’re shy, baby. Fuck, i’d be shy about the stuff i post if I was you. Go ahead, reblog your fanart, your writing prompts, your fashion inspo. Keep your likes hidden on your blog so your followers can’t see that at night you’re fucking your cunt with a hand over your mouth thinking about my cock. Don’t think I don’t see you over, and over, and over again in my notifs, sweetheart. Don’t think I don’t know what you want.

Thinking about a little boy crawling onto my lap to talk about whatever his mind is on, him "innocently" adjust himself and rubbing against my crotch and getting me hard. I'd love to put my hands on his waist and pull him down, guide his hips so his "fidgeting" can cease. But the damage is already done, all I can think about is how much I need him. Thinking about kissing his neck and telling him to keep going until I decide I want a little more

“You wanna be daddy’s princess?”

Sir I’m a man

“My bad. You wanna be daddy’s little faggot?”

SIR??? IM

YOU GOT THE SPIRIT I GUESS??? UMMM

the thing about objectification and ownership is that i care about the things i own. i look after what's mine.

i'm old-fashioned like that. i don't see objects in the modern sense, the way everything these days is disposable and replaceable and destined for the landfill. i see objects as prized possessions, the way for hundreds of years humans have had useful tools and treasured toys that they lovingly maintained and patched up to keep forever.

when i reduce you to nothing but an object, you are cherished. you are valued. you have a purpose.

such a sweet slutty little brother willing to help me, don’t worry i wont be rough… yet <3

-💚

It’s okay you can be rough if it helps :) just wanna make you feel better!! <3

if he practically moans at being called a good boy, he’s a slut. if he begs to have his ass fucked, he’s a slut. if he’s soaked in precum when teased, he’s a slut. if he blushes when you touch him, he’s a slut. if all he thinks about is being used as a toy, he’s a slut.

if you get needy from reading posts on here, you’re a fucking slut.