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Gguuhhh..

THIS.

Soft hypnosis is nice. Wonderful. Great. Yeah. But I need to be forcibly hypnotized. Rough. Fast. Restrictive.

Brats poke and prod wanting a “funishment” situation, what bothers me about them is the fact that some tend to take it overboard then protest and act appalled when they end up with a true punishment.

@sirhalls-pleasure-slave 30th birthday party idea?

guys night but you're the entertainment: me and my friends spend the night forcing you to get high as fuck and when you're too stoned to speak or move we put you on a table like a centerpiece and we take turns using all three of your holes. we'll swap turns stretching your tight cunt and ass out while another forces you to gag on his cock so you don't make a sound. as we take turns stretching you and filling you with load after hot load, we praise you for being such a well trained set of holes. you take our cocks down to the base like such a good little girl, and you don't give in to exhaustion no matter how many rounds deep we go. we can all see in your eyes how happy being our group fuck toy makes you. you were made to be used like this and you know it, you're just a cum dump for a group of older men. at the end of the night, when your holes are sore, dripping wet, and you're laying in a puddle of your own juices and drool mixed with our cum, you get your reward for good behavior. we draw straws to see who's cock you'll cum on first while the others use your other two holes for a final round.

@julie-bored-and-slutty

I ❤️ ART

Reblog if you’d share a bed with a married woman

Would you spank this ass?

Let's play again✨

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Let's play again✨

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After the shower 💋

Hey loves! Just a heads up, no more free chatting. If you want to chat with me, it's $10 for the whole day of messaging. I truly appreciate the support from those who buy my content, and I want to focus on you all!

This doesn't apply to those who already purchase my content, you're all set! This is just for those looking to chat for free all day. Hope you understand👅

Do u like this view?

I think there needs to be a free use society where sluts are used whenever doms see fit.. like I could be in my uni class when another student decides he's horny, and so I have to cockwarm him while we both watch the lecture.. orrr maybe my professor decides she needs a wet hole to play while she grades papers, so she makes me lay out in front of her and fuck myself for her amusement... me and some friends could be out for dinner when all of the sudden out seats are taken away and bought back with various toys on them that we must sit on for the enjoyment of the other guests..

I just think that'd be fun 🙈

I love this plan

Bubbly bimbos with big pretty tits that need me to pick what they wear, what they do, where they go. She's a smart girl when she's off Tumblr. Smart, sweet, beautiful, and reserved. An intelligent little angel who loves to smile and be a little dorky. She's perfect in every sense of the word. I want to make her life easier and make decisions for her. Let her come home and turn her mind off. To go blank and pretty the second the door closes behind her. I want to control her life and make her happy.

stalker pinning your wrists down and begging you to understand, pleading with you to see their point of view. forcing your thighs apart, sheathing themselves inside you, and burying their face in your neck. justifying between groans, "if i don't do this, someone else will first"

When she’s screaming out that she can’t take it anymore that’s when you shove your cock deeper inside of her, reminding her that she was made to take it.

Please? 🥺

It's simple: 1. Hug her! 2. Kiss her! 3. Breed her!

Reblog is Patriarchy kink

Never forget to say thank you

It doesn't matter if you like it or not, if a man wants to grope you he has the right

Please

I need to control how you dress. What you wear. What you eat. Who you see. Where you go. What you do there. What you like. Who you hate. What you see. I need to be your god. Your owner. Your master and your obsession. I need you to worship me and I know you need someone to beg and belong to. I know what you are, successful beautiful girl that everyone loves degrading itself online for a sick pervert's attention. We both know what you are and that I am the only man who will ever bring you close to happiness.

Please 🥺

I want to control everything about her. Control what she wears, who she sees, where she goes. I want to dress her up like a doll. Like a mindless bimbo doll who needs me to make decisions for her. A mindless helpless toy who lives to serve and worship its master. A beautiful little fuck pet that only knows how to arch it's back and do tricks for me. A pretty little plastic toy.

anger and cnc should not go together. doms should not go into a session angry that can cause you to cause more harm and make you not think right

🙋🏼‍♀️

When she has free use kink >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

we would have fucked already if you didn’t live across the country

Violating your pretty body while in missionary, I want to watch the tears form in your eyes, I want to watch you break down as my cock pounds your holes forcing you to repeatedly cum all over me

free use is so hot….

when i’m asleep because you woke up hard/wet

when i’m cooking dinner

out in public and you grope my tits

i’m doing homework and you make me cockwarm

sucking on tits while i’m on the phone

eating my pussy under the table during dinner

fucking into my cunt when i’m talking to a friend

show everyone how much of a dirty slut i am

I love movies (being bred)

Movie date but can we just skip to the part where I breed you? 🥰

I didn’t knock.

I knew your building’s code. I watched you press it every morning when your hands were still sleepy and your eyes barely open. I knew your routine. What time you leave. What time you come back. What time the light in your bedroom shuts off.

Tonight I waited until it was pitch black inside. Then I let myself in.

Your apartment was silent. I knew where everything was. You left your bedroom door cracked open, and I could see the curve of your thigh glowing under the streetlight leaking in. You always sleep in those thin tank tops. No bra. No panties. You never expect company. You should.

I stood there. Watching you sleep. Watching your chest rise and fall. One leg over the sheets, one hand resting close to where I wanted to be. You shifted once, and the fabric of your shirt slid up, exposing the soft skin of your stomach.

I stepped closer.

Kneeling beside the bed, I reached out and let my fingers hover an inch above your skin. I could feel the warmth, the soft pull of your body breathing in the dark.

You moaned. That tiny sound broke my self-control.

I slid my hand up your thigh. Slowly. The skin was hot. I didn’t rush. I didn’t need to. My fingers moved higher, brushing between your legs.

You were soaked. Absolutely soaked. I exhaled. Your body responded without hesitation. Your hips tilted toward my hand. You whimpered. Still asleep. Still unaware. But you wanted it. You needed it.

I climbed into bed beside you, slowly pressing my body along yours. You shivered. You felt me.

Then your eyes snapped open.You tried to speak. I covered your mouth gently. Not hard. Just enough to keep your moan to yourself.

I leaned close, mouth by your ear, my fingers sliding deep inside you.

“Shh. Don’t scream. You’re not scared of me. You’ve been waiting for this.”You were shaking. But your legs spread wider.

Your eyes welled up. Shame. Desire. Fear. All blending into one messy, beautiful surrender. I pumped my fingers in and out of you. Not fast. Just deep. Controlled. Intentional.

Your moan was muffled against my hand, but your body was loud. Your hips bucked. Your chest heaved. You were falling apart under my touch, and you couldn’t stop it.

“You’ve touched yourself here before. In this bed. Thinking about someone watching. Wishing someone would take control.”

Your hand gripped my wrist. Not to stop me. To keep me in place. “That someone is me. I’ve been here longer than you think.”

You were crying now. Tears down your cheeks. But your pussy was clenched tight around my fingers. Your thighs were shaking. You were so close.

I bit your neck. Just enough to make you flinch.“Come for me. Right now. Let go.”And you did.

You came so hard you shook the bed. You moaned into my hand like you didn’t care who heard anymore. Like all that existed was the release. The heat. The shame.

I kissed you. Deep. Filthy. Possessive. Then I whispered in your ear.

“You’re mine now. Not watching anymore. I’m staying. You belong to me.”

I miss having a reason to write on myself like this

Be his favorite jerk off material

This must be what heaven feels like

Love the idea of casual, household free use. Sitting down on the couch next to you while you’re watching tv, just to pull you onto my lap, slide a hand up your skirt and just start rubbing your clit through your panties until a wet spot formed. Groping your tits with my other hand while you stutter through an explanation about what you’re watching, taking your shirt off without missing a beat. You’d grind on my hand while you unzip and unbutton my pants, sliding my cock out and eagerly pushing your panties to the side to shove it in while you ask me about my day. I’d love to tell you about how busy work was, and about the people I had to deal with while you whimper out little “uh huh”s with each bounce. Suddenly I’d grab your waist, shoving you all the way onto my cock as I cum deep inside of you, feeling you relax and lie back against my body, grabbing my hands and placing them on your tits, holding onto them while I squeeze and play with them. “I missed my good girl” you’d hear whispered in your ear as you cockwarmed me for the next few hours splayed over me while I lazily rubbed circles on your clit, watching tv and taking in each other’s company.