i’ll be your prince if your dick is the throne i sit on 👑
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hi I’d like to be used as a fuck toy & then babied like a precious little treasure pretty please
me: in bed, snuggled up peacefully, ready for a good nights rest
My brain: dAmn I wish I was getting rawed hardcore right now
From Behind
She doesn’t know who’s behind her. Whoever they are, they’re balls deep inside her soaking cunt, pounding her pussy over and over until her legs tremble and she leans heavily on the dining room table in an effort to keep her precarious balance. Her breasts slide back and forth over the smooth veneer, she stares at her own reflection in the polished wood and watches herself drool vacantly in thoughtless bliss… but she doesn’t know who’s fucking her. She never does.
She always wonders, of course. Every single time, as the warm hands curl possessively around her hips and the hard cock slips into her dripping wet pussy from behind, she wonders who it is that’s fucking her. She wonders how she came to be bent over, her skirt flipped up around her waist and her panties down around her ankles and her blouse entirely absent as she presents herself like a horny, slutty, needy little bitch in heat for fucking. There’s always a gap in her memories, a little lapse in her concentration that she can only even notice with the greatest of effort. It’s impossible to remember what happened during that gap. She can only guess.
She thinks that it might be a hypnotic trigger. She knows she’s been hypnotized, she knows that she’s blissfully surrendered her will to her Master time and time again and that she only thinks what he wants her to think. She doesn’t remember a command to strip naked and bend over the dining room table, but she already knows that she stripped naked and bent over the dining room table without remembering that, either. It’s not a very big leap to conjecture that there was a command to make her do it that slipped away into the same peaceful, joyous fog in the back of her head. It makes her incredibly horny to realize that she’s got post-hypnotic suggestions embedded in her brain. If it turns her on this much, she’s sure Master would have used that to program her.
But that doesn’t mean it’s Master fucking her right now. She doesn’t think it’s Master. She’s certain it’s a complete stranger, someone Master invited over and offered her to. The more she thinks about it, the more positive she is that Master triggered her and gave her cunt to a man she doesn’t even know, to fuck until he spurts his load deep into her hungry pussy. God, that makes her so fucking horny. She finds herself grinding back against the stranger, meeting each of his thrusts until he’s balls-deep inside her in an effort to make him cum.
But… she can’t trust her own mind, can she? Isn’t it possible that the very certainty she has that it isn’t Master means that it is Master, and she’s responding to a hypnotic suggestion to make her believe she’s fucking a stranger? She can’t wrap her head around it. She feels her brain squirming around, trying to convince her she’s confused and mistaken like a silly, fuzzy-headed girl. She keeps forgetting that she can look around and find out–every time she remembers, the cock slides deep inside her wet channel and her mind goes out of focus for a moment. Until the sheer mindfuckery of it all makes her cum. Until her eyes go blank and unfocused and she loses track of everything but the cock inside her. Until her brain simply… stops.
When she wakes, she’s alone in the room again. Her clothes are back on. Only the warm liquid trickle of semen running down her thighs tells her that the sex was anything other than her imagination. She still doesn’t know who was behind her. Somehow, that’s what makes it so good.
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I just had the most wonderful idea to torture and play with someone in the best way
I’ll tell them that I’m thinking about rewarding them but first they’d have to show me that they truly deserve it.
They’d be so eager to fulfill my expectations, and that’s exactly how I’m tricking them. Telling them to lay down, straddling their face with my thighs, my pussy just high enough up in the air that they could barely reach it with their tongue. And when they look up to my face and see the grin on my lips, they’ll realize… they’re in for a ride.
I’d tell them to make me cum but I won’t move a bit. They’ll have to do it with the tip of their tongue only. I want to see them so eager and needy for their own pleasure that they’ll do everything and do their very best with what they’re allowed to use.
Mh, I already bet their tongue will be numb afterwards and their jaw will hurt for days, but it’s worth the orgasm I’d allow them afterwards, isn’t it?
why would i fuck a demon? simple, the status. imagine rolling up into hell already havin had ur back blown out by one of their own. imagine you and a gang of other losers standin at the gates of hell, they’re all crying, scared to death about having a pitchfork up their ass for eternity and you just walk into the arms of your sugar demon? legendary.
lesbians: i am not attracted to any men in any way, shape, or form
y’all: ok but what about… this man
let me make it explicitly clear: trans women are women not men, lesbians can be attracted to trans women, and this post is only open to lesbians who accept and embrace their trans sisters. terfs go to hell.
We’ll barely make it through the front door before I’m already pressing your back against the wall inside, before my teeth sink down into your neck with a low growl and my fingers harshly grab into your waist, pinning you to that spot on the wall and keeping you there.
You’ll be suprised by the sudden initiative, you’ll let out this pretty little high-pitched gasp that turns me on so much and maybe struggle a little but as soon as you feel me sucking hickeys to your skin, you’ll just melt against me, willingly, needy, ready for more.
Your hands won’t know where to touch me, where to go without interrupting me in my doing, you’ll helplessly grab my arms, my shoulders, anywhere in hopes of catching some support because you suddenly noticed your legs trembling - until I’ll let out another deep growl, this time dangerous and warning, and now pin both of your wrists above your head with just one hand of mine.
You’re so weak against me and you know that I love it when that’s obvious, so of course you’ll try to get free, you start to test my grip, wriggle your arms without the real intention of trying to get me to loosen my fingers around your so delicate wrists.
You’ll give up after I bite down harder, after leaving a big, red bite mark right on your neck for everyone to see it. Oh, how I’ll enjoy hearing you let out a pained, yet aroused whine.
But we’re still not at the main part, are we, my prey? No, no, that was just foreplay. Easy, nice foreplay to get you used to it. Since when has the hunter ever been nice to the prey forever though?
So I’ll let my other hand slide down beneath your skirt - oh, baby, can’t tell me you didn’t think about me ripping it off of you when you decided to wear that, can you? - and now there’s just such a soft layer of fabric between two of my fingers and your dripping, hot pussy. Can’t deny that you love what I’m doing to you right now, darling, not with how wet your underwear already got.
Oh the things that I’ll do to you, pressed against that wall… the possibilities. You on your knees, your skilled mouth between my legs, begging for mercy with your tongue buried inside me, wordlessly; your naked front pressed against the hard material of the wall, your ass beautifully presented like that, so I can give you a wonderful, hard spanking to welcome you home… or I might go down on you like this and edge you a few times, after all I know how you love getting your ass eaten; or just old fashioned with my fingers inside your hole and my lips sucking on your tits, overstimulating you and making you forcefully cum on time after the other…
Oh, I’m looking forward to this, my little prey.
some woman on the street below just hit an operatic high c and then screamed “i’ll fucking kick your ass”