Shit, If You Look Like That While You Touch Your Pretty Fucking Cunt, I'm Going To Have To Jerk Off Inside

get me high and play with me until im a needy whiney mess. get me so high my limbs are useless and my brain is empty and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. drug me up and fuck me until you're satisfied <3 😵‍💫

It is so mind-numbingly hot when a Dom tells you no. No, you can’t touch yourself. No, you aren’t allowed to cum. No, I’m not going to use your pathetic little hole. You get so fucking desperate when you feel that helpless, when you’re begging and pleading with them just for them to deny you. When they remind you that you’re only there for their enjoyment, and they’re more than happy to take your pleasure away on a whim. Because to them, you’re just a toy to play with and abuse. Nothing makes me needier. Nothing makes me want it more than being told I can’t have it.

Things I want rn:

I wanna be a slave. Obviously for sex but also just a general slave for someone. Make me do everything for you and give me little to nothing in return.

I wanna be pissed on. On my face. On my clothes. With my face in the toilet.

I want to be in a mentally, physically, and sexually abusive relationship. Take all of your anger out on me. Hit me.

I want to be dragged around by my hair.

I want to be bullied and humiliated in public.

I want you to invite your friends over and let then treat me like trash and have me be freeuse for all of you.

I want to be forced to piss myself.

I want to be compared to other women.

I want all of my insecurities laughed at. Not just the physical ones.

I want to be groped and raped by strangers.

I want to be raped while they make me relive my trauma.

I want you to invite hotter women out with our friends and you spend all of your time flirting with her.

I want to be spit on.

I want to be slapped. Hard.

I want to be plugged.

I want to be sold.

I want to be completely controlled by someone.

I want to be completely terrified of you and also in love with you.

Human Rights

Slowly depriving a girl of her Universal Human Rights. Once every other week, we settle in for a full day of hard brainwashing, edging, spanking, and humiliation. Break down her ego thoroughly, make her needy and subby and completely dependent... then, when she's tied up at my feet, aching for cock and willing to agree to anything - that's when I present a choice.

I have a little selection of cards, each of which has one of the articles on it. I ask her to rank them from most to least important; whichever comes last, I tear it up (and probably feed it to her, let's be honest). From that day on, she no longer has that right.

There are 30 articles in that declaration. Removing one every other week gives her a little over a year before she's completely enslaved - no longer a person. Changing her life in accordance with the rights that she's lost, so she can really feel control slipping away from her. A lot of them may seem abstract or unimportant... but I'm sure I can find ways of hammering home their impact.

Naturally, the brainwashing, edging, spanking, and humiliation need to be kept up - more for her own good at this point. She needs to be treated like property; my property. Caged, naked, voiceless, helpless, utterly subject to my merest whim (which will be calculated to twist the emotional knife as much as possible). "Go to the shop and buy me some... oh wait, you can't! Because you're not allowed to use money any more, silly me."

And, of course, I'll constantly remind her that I have freedoms she doesn't. I'll enjoy them, thoroughly, rubbing them in her face the entire time. Won't that be nice for me? I'll find myself really appreciating my life, all the things I have the right to do. Aren't you happy for me?

-Thoughts after a lovely series of conversations with @rose-idiot

feeling desperate and needy again, who wants to stick a vibrator in me and sit back and watch as i get drool, tears and cum all over myself?

Teach me how there are really no excuses for saying no. If you tell me to do something I should comply or you will make me regret it.

"but I'm tired" okay you should be fully awake after being slapped so hard your ears ring. How about now?

"I have to finish my work first" if you don't do as I say right now, I'm emailing your boss this picture of your crying cum covered face and there won't be any job to return to. I might just do it anyways if you don't do well enough.

"it still hurts from last time" well i sure hope it does, now come here or I'll make sure it still hurts in three months.

Feel free to add to the list🥰

waiting for this to happen to me 😔

I respect men who show me they don’t give a fuck about my boundaries or my dignity in small everyday things. Slap my ass, everytime I walk by. Laugh when I tell you to stop. When you see me eating a meal, come and look me in the eye while, you jerk off into my food. Drop things for me to pick up. Pull my boobs out, when I’m trying to talk about something important. Casually spit in my face. Piss on me while I’m asleep. Show me that disrespecting me, is no big deal to you and I will admire you deeply.

“hehe… drooly…” Mouth open, the young lady stares at the cartoons on the screen. A strand of spit hangs from her tongue, drizzling onto her thin, loose shirt.

Sitting on the couch, her older dom puts his arm around her shoulders. The man tugs at her shirt, pulling out her small tits and letting them hang out of the neckline. Groping one, then the other, he pinches and tugs at her nipples. A smear of her spit rubs across her breast as he fondles her.

The girl is mesmerized by the TV. Edited clips of cartoon characters mix with hentai and flashing messages. Reaching up her tiny skirt, her dom pulls her panties down. She looks down at her exposed pussy. Slick and bare; the doll’s wet cunt has soaked through her underwear and dampened her soft thighs.

“mmmm… drooly…” Her voice sounds far away as she stares at her drippy hole. Saliva runs from her open mouth, kissing her legs. The scene on the TV changes again, snatching back her attention. The girl’s glassy eyes are entranced by the animated character’s rough sex.

She barely notices as the man pushes her over. The girl watches the bright, graphic images. The dom pulls open her ass and thighs, admiring her slippery pussy. Pressing his cock against the docile hole, he unceremoniously thrusts into her.

“uhhh… big…?” She mumbles as wet patches form on the cushions underneath her mouth and cunt. “Quiet, dummy.” The man orders softly. “Pussy doesn’t talk, silly.” A goofy grin from the submissive girl. “ookie… hehe….”

The older man fucks deep into the girl. Pushing her skirt up to her stomach, he grabs her hips to pound into her. The faster he thrusts into her, the wetter she gets. He slides his fingers into the girl’s mouth to fill up both her drooling holes. Sticky slapping sounds form a chorus with her muffled whimpers.

He uses her like a fleshlight. She’s a sex toy for his pleasure. The fuckdoll’s pussy slides around the shaft of his cock, taking all of him with each push. He starts to praise her as he cums. “Good fucktoy. You’re a good cum dumpster. Good pussy.” The girl nods. Her glazed expression flickers only slightly as he breeds her doll cunt.

Wiping his cock on her face, the dom zips up his pants and leaves without saying a word. Pausing in the doorway to look back at the girl, she sits upright again.

Still enraptured by the pornography, shiny wetness marks her lips and pussy. Her tits are exposed through her opened shirt. Wet panties hang off her thighs, and her disheveled skirt does nothing to hide her used hole. The girl’s mouth still hangs open.

Unaware of her dom watching her, she looks down at the cum leaking from her pussy.

“hehe… drooly…”

I know it's scary. The idea that you might never cum again. Living a life in constant need. Always pressing your thighs together, whimpering at the slightest touch. Feeling the cold metal of your chastity belt against your hot denied pussy. Locked up and denied until I decide to edge you over and over again.

But it feels so good doesn't it? Hearing me tell you no when you beg to me for permission to cum. Feeling that pathetic excuse for a brain drip down your thighs and soak into my sheets. Doesn't it make your cunt throb? Feeling your entire body coursing with the unmistakable buzz of arousal at just my words, my voice, my slow meticulous touch. Like a feral little animal in heat.

You want to be denied. You want to lose all control over yourself. You want to give up one of your most basic bodily functions to me. You want to be a good girl. I know you do. Maybe if you finally accept that your last orgasm you had was truly the last you'll ever have, I'll consider letting you cum again.

And if you believed for a second I would ever actually let you cum again? Then either the denial is doing its job. Or that pretty little head of yours dumber than I thought.

thinking lots abt how much calling ur degradee "porn" just hits

"You are fucking porn."

You're literally the most disposable, plentiful, and accessible thing.

You're an unrealistic, fetishized image to be consumed and quickly forgotten.

Your base existence is to arouse and allure with a portrait of something we all want and crave. Sex.

Not a person, not someone with aspirations or a valued member of society, no. It's much simpler.

Say it with me, sluts.

You Are Porn.