It’s Late..
It’s late..
She lays down in bed after her game session, and her obsessor has been “strange” in the call, threatening her and acting ominous. She opens her eyes to a man in a mask chocking her, sitting on top of her and stopping the air from going to her lungs, she struggles but cannot escape his grip. Her vision goes dark and she blacks out, waking up later tied with her head dangling over the bed, she looks upside down as the man pull outs a knife. Striking genuine fear into her as he cuts her night gown. “I meant all that talk I told you earlier” he says, carving a “K” on her thigh. Blood drips to the bed and beside her very eye as pain stings her with pleasure and submission, fully knowing that her very life depends on him. He shoves his cock in her mouth and places the knife down her throat, roughly pushing her head into the bed, she remembers how he choked her earlier and begins making a mess. Slobbering everywhere and eventually, not moving.. he notices and cums deep in her throat, pulling it out and lifting her head, her eyes are almost blank as she says “ I’ll fill your pussy next, you gonna struggle? “ she replies with crying eyes” no master..” he inches closer to her… “good girl..” slightly cutting her shoulder.
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“you’re doing so good for me” whilst i’m sobbing about how it hurts and i can’t take anymore
i have never wanted to end my life as much as i do today
am i extremely sore from being a good pup? yes
do i intend to keep being an obedient plaything? also yes
will i regret it in a couple days? most definitely
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i want a bone gag in my mouth and my legs tied so they are spread out and my hands behind my back and i want a vibe pressed to my puppy cunt while my owner makes me cum over and over and all i can do is moan and drool
“Not now baby, I’m tired.” I groan, burying my face into the pillows.
“I know sweetheart. I know. Just- here just hold- theeeere you go…”
I whine gently as I feel you slip off my soft little pyjama bottoms, your big warm hands running up the backs of my legs.
“I don’t want t-” My complaint is cut short by a squeal as your hand cracks down on the round curve of my ass. Once. Twice. Three times.
“Shut the fuck up.”
Your hand covers my mouth, yanking my pretty face up out of its hiding place just at the same moment as your big, thick cock pushes its way inside me.
“Mmh! N- n- nnnnn…”
“God, you’re so wet.” Your voice is right by my ear, your cock stretching out my tight little holes.
Pounding into me. Over and over again. Harder and harder. Making me scream. Making me cry.
“Shut up. Just shut the fuck up and take my cock.” My moans are muffled against your palm, my tears rolling down over your fingers as they dig into the sides of my face.
being made to feel dumb>>>any normal conversation
@marked-death plz
me n whoooo
craving being groped into a wet mess and just being used as a throat sleeve - ignored for my pleasure
someone please take me out (to dinner or with a gun - i’m not fussy at this point)
when you’re just friends, talk like dogs in heat and possessive as hell over each other (this is life now i suppose)
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