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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

imagine the final exam. kneeling in a room with more man than you can logically take at the same time but that doesn't matter. there are cocks and hands and mouth's everywhere and you will please them all no matter how hard you will do it and you will enjoy it

slut school!

teach us how to suck dick using dildos and condition us to have our pussies wet and slick when he give head and pleasure a man. have us crave the feeling of a real cock in our throat by teaching us that in pleasuring a man, that is where we will receive true gratification.

make us practice holding onto our orgasm and testing us on how long we can hold out before cumming and out bodies shuddering to a stop

punish us when we don't meet your expectations by abusing my sensitive clit with a vibrator strapped to it whilst you hammer my pussy for hours and grunt between thrusts about how i need to take my homework seriously, and how no man will ever give me their cock if i dont satisfy them before cumming myself

give us penpals, in the third year - where we are assigned a man that we need to please for a week - and at the end of the week, we're all put in a whorehouse specifically for our penpals, with our legs chained in position so that our holes are presented to them, and they can take it in turns to use all the different holes on display

make it expected for a girl to walk into class with cum dripping down her leg

make it our purpose to set our fake plastic cock on our seat before we sit down for class

make it our ambition to be called to the front of the class and forcefucked in front of all the other girls

the bulge in your pants to bulge in my throat pipeline

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inject me a drug that makes me dependent on a man's semen in my ass. if i don't get cum in my back hole at least once per day, i start to feel nauseous. even though i hate anal, i need fresh cum every day. some friends like to help out and come over to dry-fuck my ass. they like to see me suffer, so they start to pull out at the last second and cum on my face instead. i start to beg coworkers to fuck my ass. they treat me like their office slut. i only get a single load of cum every week as a reward for sucking all of them off once per day. i get desperate. i ask strangers on the metro to please fill my back hole with their cum. i am always sore, always aching. but i always need cum. it will never end. please fuck my ass and cum inside of me.

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okayy so what about free-use trains? free-use Ubers? free-use transport?

You order your uber and it comes to you with a freshly needy slut on her knees with a collar around her neck and chain binding her to the backseat where you can do as you please to her as you commute from place to place.

Perfect, right?

Well, perfect for you at least - not for me. I'm a working woman. I have a job I need to get to and when it just so happens to be an early 7am morning, so what if I accidentally type the last number of the cab service wrong?

the line should go dead, i should look down and reread the number and realise that ive typed it out wrong and correct it and properly order my transport.

what shouldn't happen, is for an uber to be placed regardless - and for when i enter the vehicle, there to be a chain and collar snapped open on the floor of the uber.

i realise my mistake as soon as i step in - i accidentally ordered one of those horny fuck-taxis instead of my normal cab to work - but it's too late to back out and reorder my cab as the driver speeds off without asking for my destination. S'pose he just remembered it from the phone call.

but no.

instead he pulled up outside a block of flats, and the door i sat besides was opened as a man entered and frowned.

why's she sat on the seat? that's not very obedient - is your quality dropping? And why is she not collared up?

my own look of confusion was slowly replaced with horror as i realised that both the driver and passenger thought that i was a... worker.

i stuttered to correct the man's misinterpretation, but before i could get the words out, he had slapped me around my face, shocking the words out of my mouth as i was dropped to the larger-than-average footwell.

and then all control was out of my hands as the man's hand wrapped around my neck and forced me onto the ground, struggling against my wriggling and helpless body that screamed for help as he snapped the collar around my neck - binding me to the godforsaken taxi as a slut for his helping

my breaths came out fragmented and i could feel tears pooling in my eyes in horror at what was happening - what he was doing.

His arms wrestled with my blouse, not caring to undo the buttons of my delicate white dress shirt - instead ripping them open like a box of biscuits, pulling my decency away from me and leaving my heaving breasts in nothing but a bra that swayed to accustom my bust as the car turned a corner.

his cock came out then, as he used my neck to push me and hold me on my back, his fingers pushing against my clit through a pair of tights and panties - pulling the both of them off and to the side before plunging his cock into my pussy without any lube - forcing a scream from my throat as me began shagging me against the car floor, nudging my nipple into view from behind my bra before his cold breath enveloped the bud and began playing with it

he leaves almost perfectly in time for him to reach his release - cumming inside my pussy whilst i still cried and covered my face with hands - however i felt no relief as another man entered the back of the car, with his cock already released and swinging like a weapon between his two legs as he shut the door behind him with a wide grin at the "office worker themed wear" i seemed to kinkily sport.

and this man seemed to think that my cries and pleads for helps and screams and weak pushes to get him off me were-

Wow! You really like cnc huh, more of your sluts should do this gig!

After multiple men - multiple rounds - multiple cumshots that left my skirt wet and stomach twisted, the car stopped and no man entered the car... and even the collar unlatched from around my neck!

i couldn't believe it... was i free?

i didn't give myself a chance to second doubt myself.

i pushed myself out of the car despite my weakness, my eyes adjusting to the brightness of the world i was thrust into outside of the cab- realising i was outside my work building!

a shiver ran through my body as the cool wind seemed to illuminate the hot trickle of liquid down my leg, and as i looked down i realised that there was cum leaking from my pussy.

blushing and realising i was in public like a wreck, i hurried into the building just as i heard the bell going off - indicating the midday break...

i ran to find the nearest toilet as the rumble of feet comign down stairs became louder - finally finding a WC sign on a door and launching myself through it - breathing a sigh of relief as i found a safeplace to open my eyes and look into the mirror to see....

fuck. i looked like a fucked out mess. my bra had been flipped on one side so that teh cup was squashed beneath my tit that was free and lay like a pillow against my chest, free of its material constraints - my stomach with white stripes of cum that lead to a wet skirt and more cumstreaks that fell down my thighs and tights.

the door squeaked and i whipped my head around, freezing in shock as i made eye contact with a...

a man. multiple men. coming to use the toilet during their break and freezing in shock at the cum-soaked girl stook half-naked in the middle of the men's toilets

their eyes raked up adn down me and i felt myself turn fearful once more as i noticed their expressions of... hunger.

A squeak left my mouth in shock and pain as both of my tits were grabbed in handfuls by a pair of hands from behind me, pressing up my tits and squeezing them, presenting them to the men that stood in the doorway before i heart a-

"i think we got our lunchtime treat right here, huh?"

thinking about drinking a glass of wine with my boyfriend, when his friends are coming over

a few glasses later I'm being passed around, everyone fucking me, stuffing every hole

"yes, that's it, take my cock like the dirty slut you are"

"your boyfriend told us so many things about your body, I just had to try you for myself"

What if I attached a leash to your collar, little pup? Would you like me to yank it so hard it’ll choke you? I just know you want me to press my fingers down on those beautiful bruises that are left.

Now, don’t lie to your Mistress, you want me to force you on your hands and knees like the mutt you are while I take you roughly with my strap-on, pulling at your leash so hard you can’t catch enough oxygen to moan or cry.

Don’t be scared, sweet pup. Just trust your Mistress and her decisions. She knows what’s best for you. And, if I think you did a good job, I’ll tie your leash to the bedpost and let you sleep besides my bed <3

please, i beg you

send me r@pe threats

tell me all the horrible things you would do to my virgin holes

tell me everything so I can edge myself to the thought of you

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How do I know you are wet? If only one could inspect. One who pulls you close with force like you are an object, slides those panties and patiently look at that beautiful thing until you are embarrassed, smell it closely and then spit on it, brush his finger and splitting those puffy pussy lips apart, circulating to feel its softness while it gets moist, and then dip the finger into it to feel how tight it is while it throbs.

A little deeper with every moan as it gets wet and clinch around my finger, playing a game to find g spot, teasing with a miss and hit, and than hitting spot, from rubbing to rutting, Overstimulating until it becomes a slippery mess, and then fucking again, one after another finger to see how far I could stretch your juicy pussy, to hear that painful moans, tightness.

How many? Hmm, two, three and forcing the fourth one, deeper and deeper, until I see you are so close, and than hold, until I see that frustration and disappointment of another ruined orgasm, sobbing, shaking. Oh you think, the torture is over here, it just warms up baby. I haven't slapped it, haven't used my tongue yet, haven't been blessed with my hard cock and haven't cummed inside yet.

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“Good girl”

“You’re taking it so well for me”

“You make me so proud”

“My pretty girl”

“This is only for you, baby”

“You’re all mine” ........ as I’m fucking and filling her up with my cum 🖤