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you were full of righteous fury after a frustrating day at work. you'd spent the entire day dealing with unnecessary garage created by idiots who thought themselves your better. you were home now, but your anger wasn't fading as it should.

I took our conversation to the bedroom subtly, though it was more of you railing against the world and Me nodding. you were so engrossed in your agitation that you didn't even take notice as I pulled a few things from the "box" under the bed.

As you took a breath, ready to start another tirade, My hand shot up to clasp your neck. you slapped it away.

"Not the time." you said with authority that you simply did not have in our dynamic.

My hand grasped your neck again, but this time it was forcing you backwards abd your arms were too busy trying to catch yourself to try to slap it away. you hit the wall and rage flashed in your eyes as you tried to remove My hand, but My grip was firm and your arms were helpless to remove it. you squirmed and I slapped you, hard, in the face. you froze, stunned for a moment in indignation, but it was only going to get worse. The ball gag was forced into your mouth and pulled tight in one deft movement.

I pinned your arms to the wall as you screamed into the rubber, but your protests were muffled and felt belittling.

"Shut. Up." I ordered. I was calm but this was not a request. you stopped.

I grabbed your hair and dragged you to the bed. you clawed, raking marks in My skin that I ignored. They'd heal. you pounded, certain to leave bruises but likely hurting your fists more than My body. I tossed you to the bed and you rolled away, but I dragged you back by your ear.

"Don't fucking move." I hissed. you froze.

I removed your clothes and used you. Mercilessly I used you in whatever way I saw fit. I was not gentle. I pinched, punched, pulled, slapped, bent, and bit until My frustration with your attitude that you brought home was sated.

you were crying. Balling. But it wasn't because of Me. your frustration finally spilled over into My hopeless, emotional sub who needed to mourn the events of the day. you cried and I held you. you'd bottled everything up and I'd smashed the bottle against the wall when I pinned your arms to it. All that was left was the soft fizz after the violence of the explosion was spent.

"Good girl, My little rebel." I soothed. Let's go have dinner. you nodded, put on your robe, and followed quietly to the kitchen. you watched My heels with your head bowed and matched the rhythm of My steps.

Losing to boys creates conflict. Losing to Master creates peace.

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This is how a good pet should wait for you to come home from work. Take a good look at her, learn how to be a good female

I love shushing. It’s so condescending and makes me feel so small and dumb. Please shush me any time I try to talk or when I cry, really as soon as I make any noise please 🥺💕

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.”

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are you feeling anxious, my darling doll ?

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Need to fucked within an inch of my life and then heavily babied afterwards

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Fon't think, just obey

I mean…I’m stone cold sober and still want this…. 🤷🏼‍♀️

girls act all innocent until they have a drop of alcohol then all of sudden they want to be chased through the woods, handcuffed and used until they pass out

You’re gonna love getting raped until you can’t walk. Lying there helpless. Whimpering as your pussy clenches around me every time it slams into your cervix, stretching you out to fit me in all the way, milking my cock into your tight rapeable little cunt until I’m satisfied. Recording my cum leaking out of your depraved needy hole to force you to watch later while I touch & rub your clit.

is it bad that he enslaved me and i love him for it? 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

I need someone to fuck me in the changing room of a store. I need him to make me squirt all over the floor while he fills my cunt with cum and then forces me to put my skirt back on but without panties. He’d then tell me that if a he sees a single drop of cum leak out of my pussy then he’ll have to fuck it back in in front of everyone <3

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I’m so tired of these vanilla boys who live by me

I need a man

I need someone to manhandle me

I need someone to force me into submission

To make me addicted to their cock

Want a man to hardcore degrade me as he r@pes me.

"Fuck you're such a slut. You belong right here, wrapped around my cock. I bet you like this don't you, you filthy whore? Fuck yes, baby, that's right. You look like a fucking pornstar. You're dripping wet."

"I own you now. This is my pussy. And I'm going to fuck it as hard as I want until I'm good and done with you. You're just a stupid toy. Stupid fleshlight slut. You're gonna like this because I say you do."

When he's done, I hope he jams a toy in me to replace his cock

something about casual, nonsexual dominance always get me. make me send you pictures of my outfit every day so you know what i'm wearing. call me a good girl for doing simple things like eating or doing the dishes. make me sit in your lap instead of in a chair. have me ask for permission before i do little things. give me forehead kisses. also force me to take your cock til i cry and all the regular sexual dominance hehe but casual dominance is so underrated!!!!!!

[huh] wants to have raw sex but you live far away

Torture. This is the literal definition of torture.

Things had been awkward for me since her boyfriend almost caught me with my hand inside her, but she hadn't been any different. If anything she'd been worse. Intentionally spilling drinks on me, Laughing at me whenever I said anything sincere. You knew what you were doing. This time though you encouraged him to go out, to leave us alone. He always had a reason not to. Your behaviour got worse. You "accidentally" let me catch you in a towel after your shower. You brushed your ass against me when you walked past me. I'd had enough. One morning he went out while you were still sleeping. I waited for his car to pull away and went to your bedroom. You were still asleep. Perfect. I woke you up by slapping you between your legs. I pulled your panties to the side and spat in your face before I forced myself inside you. You went to kiss me, but I pushed you flat on your back and slapped you. "Don't you fucking dare kiss me". The command caused you to try again, so I place my palm over your face and pushed you back down. Holding your head down on the bed I thrust deep inside you. Slow, deliberate strokes. I want you to feel every inch of me. I want you to see how hard I am for you. You've given me no choice but to do this. I hate you. I demand you rub your clit for me as I move inside you. Still slow. Still deep. You're so wet for me that I want to go faster, but I won't give you the satisfaction. I can hear you gasping beneath my palm, can feel the rapid breaths and moans under my hand. You're rubbing yourself faster now, desperate, legs clinging to me as you try to find release. When you're so close that your hips are bucking beneath me, I stop, and let go of your face. I look at your eyes as I stroke myself and shoot all over your dripping wet cunt. Brats don't get to cum.

Saying no, but I’m soaked.

It’s almost time to wear sundresses without panties so you can finger me in public & force me to be quiet.

Felt!

the urge to get down on my knees and start sucking when i’m called dumb is STRONGGGGG 😵‍💫💕💕

nothing hotter than a man who’s a little bit mean to me ☺️💕💕

Pretty girls where made to be manipulated and turned into obedient fucktoys for Men