Latest Posts by puppish-3 - Page 9
Reblog if you’re 30 or older
This is an experiment to see if there really are as few of us as people think.You can also use this to freak out your followers who think you’re 25 or something. Yay!
Everybody knows it’s the sweetest fruit you can find 🍒
IF 👏🏼 YOUR 👏🏼 WOMAN 👏🏼 LIKES 👏🏼 BEING 👏🏼 CHOKED 👏🏼 DURING 👏🏼 SEX 👏🏼 YOU'RE 👏🏼 SUPPOSED 👏🏼 TO 👏🏼 SQUEEZE 👏🏼 THE 👏🏼 SIDES 👏🏼 OF 👏🏼 HER 👏🏼 NECK 👏🏼 WITH 👏🏼 YOUR 👏🏼 FINGERS 👏🏼 NOT 👏🏼 CRUSH 👏🏼 HER 👏🏼 WINDPIPE 👏🏼 WITH 👏🏼 YOUR 👏🏼 PALM 👏🏼 YOU 👏🏼 IDIOT 👏🏼
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I can’t believe I have to post something like this, again.
If you are underage, DO NOT message me; DO NOT like and reblog from me; DO NOT follow me.
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Rules to live by
Never argue with a man and never answer back
The man gets the last word
Never contradict a man or make him appear in the wrong
Always smile for men and be pleasant
Compliment men every chance I get
Always value a man’s input over a woman’s
If something needs doing and there is a choice between a man or woman, always choose the man
Only use male professionals, (doctor, dentist, plumber, etc)
Never report a man’s behaviour to authorities
Always thank a man for ‘mansplaining’ and correcting me
If in doubt, ask a man. Ask him anyway
If a household chore can be done, do it myself. Never expect a man to do it
If there is a choice, always choose the most beneficial or pleasing to men
Never ask a man to explain himself to me
When a man asks me a question, always give an honest answer. If I have been told not to share certain information with others, say that
Always dress in a way that leaves no doubt I am an inferior female
Never do anything that causes a man to be embarrassed - ever
Guilty
The Secret Slut with a Kindle
She looks composed.
Legs crossed, her Kindle balanced in one hand, her thumb idly flicking to the next page. Anyone glancing at her might assume she’s reading something respectable—a self-help book, a memoir, maybe a novel about a woman finding herself in some quaint little town.
But no.
She’s reading filth.
And she loves it.
Not soft, tame, carefully phrased romance. No. This is smut. The kind of book that doesn’t fade to black. The kind that lingers on the moment a body is laid bare, touched, spread, taken apart piece by piece. The kind that makes her feel it, deep in her belly, between her legs, in the way she can’t quite sit still.
It could be The Erotic Tales of Sleeping Beauty, where a girl kneels, aching for permission, wrists bound, thighs trembling. Where pleasure is trained into her, teased out of her in slow, torturous waves, until she doesn’t know where submission ends and desire begins.
Or The Court of the Vampire Queen, where fangs graze against skin, teasing, waiting, promising a pleasure so sharp, so deep, it feels like breaking. Where a woman is pinned beneath something stronger, something primal, something that drinks her moans like the sweetest thing it’s ever tasted.
Or maybe The Dragon’s Bride, where a woman isn’t just claimed—she’s devoured. Stretched wide, overcome by something too big, too strong, too insatiable, taken like she was made for it, meant to be bred by a beast who won’t stop until she’s shaking.
And she feels every word.
That’s the best part.
She doesn’t need to touch herself—not yet, not here. But she knows her body, knows the way her thighs tense, the way her nipples tighten under her shirt, the way her breath slows as she sinks deeper into it. A subtle shift of her hips, a press of her thighs, and her own little secret pulses through her, making her wetter, making her ache.
No one around her knows.
Or do they?
The thought thrills her.
Could they smell it on her skin? The faintest shift in her scent, that electric heat that lingers between her legs? Could they sense it, the way she’s holding herself so perfectly still, so carefully contained, as if any wrong move might push her too far?
The espresso machine hisses. A chair scrapes against tile. Someone settles into the seat across from her.
A man.
She doesn’t look up, but she feels him now—the way his presence shifts the air, the way his knee brushes too close to hers.
And then, his gaze lingers.
Just a second too long.
Does he know?
Would he know if he looked closer? If he could see past her stillness, past the way her fingers tighten around her Kindle, past the way her chest rises just a little too slow, too measured?
If he were a man from her books, he wouldn’t just know.
He’d act.
If this were The Dragon’s Bride, he’d growl against her throat, tell her she was made for this, made to be taken, bred, filled.
If this were The Court of the Vampire Queen, he’d pin her right here in this café, slide a knee between her thighs, and whisper against her pulse, "I can smell how wet you are."
But it’s not a book. It’s real life.
And yet…
Her breath catches.
He looks at her again.
Let him wonder.
She turns the page.
it’s disgusting that an angel like me has to work tbh
I'm horny for attention 😩
Is there anything more universally degrading as a girl for a man to pump his load on your face?
It doesn’t really matter how he gets there - if he used your throat and pulled out, edged himself in your pussy and then kneeled over you, or just had you take your tits out while you’re on your knees and he’s stroking over you.
When a man nuts on your face - when he drains his fat balls, spilling his sticky white seed on your eyes, mouth, cheeks, forehead, chin, etc - you are a CUMRAG.
He’s showing you that he’s your superior, that you serve him and his cock, he’s reminding you that you’re a whore and that whores smile when men choose them to nut on.
When a man nuts on my face, he’s reminding me that I’m a girl and that girls are for cumming on.
Seriously
Men on here want women to post nudes but they can’t even post a selfie.
When he shows you he jerks off to your nudes/ selfies 🥰
Me and who?
Taking you out in public in a sundress with no panties and a cute butt plug.
This please? Like…all the time
two guys who ruin you and then worship you and spoil you during aftercare
Oh to be used by my husband whenever he pleases. On the couch while watching a movie? Perfect time to be his cockwarmer. In the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant while making his lunch? Doesn't matter if you're busy and don't want to, he needs to empty his balls now.
remember to be thankful for Men’s attention today, even if nonsexual
