we should normalize telling strangers on here you love them solely over their text posts

you crying. squirming. telling me it’s too much. hands pushing weakly at my wrist. hips twisting trying to get away from the vibrator and chasing it at the same time.

me just tilting my head. looking at you.

“too much?” wiping your cheek with my thumb. fingers still moving inside you. vibrator still pressed right where it is. “baby.”

you nodding frantically. more tears coming. “please.. it’s too much i can’t—”

“you can’t.” repeating it softly. curling my fingers. feeling you clench hard around them despite yourself. “but you’re still taking my fingers so well.” pressing the vibrator a little firmer. watching your hips lift toward it before you can stop them. “and you’re still so wet, sweetheart.” pulling my fingers back slightly. showing you. “look.”

you hiding your face.

“no no.” catching your chin. turning you back. “look, baby. look how wet you are.” letting you see. “does that look like too much to you?”

you sobbing softly. “i don’t know…i don’t know it’s—”

“it’s confusing.” finishing it for you. sympathetic. gentle. sliding my fingers back in. deep. feeling you gasp through the crying. “your body pulling in two directions at once. wanting more and trying to run at the same time.” thumb finding your clit alongside the vibrator now. watching your whole body jolt. “that’s so hard for you, isn’t it.”

you nodding weakly. fresh tears sliding down your face.

“poor baby.” wiping each one as it falls. attentive. tender. fingers curling steady and deep. vibrator still pressed against you. “your body just doesn’t know what it wants.”

“please—” barely a word. hands gripping my wrist. not pulling. just holding on.

“please what, sweetheart.” curling harder. feeling you clench. “please stop?” pulling the vibrator away.

your hips chasing it immediately.

“or please don’t stop?” pressing it back. watching your whole face crumple with fresh tears. “see. that’s what i thought.”

you sobbing properly now. not from pain. just from too much. from being so overstimulated your body doesn’t know how to hold it all. crying. desperate. still so wet and pliant for me.

“so which one do i listen to?” asked so softly. tilting my head. thumb circling your clit slow. fingers pumping steady. “your words or your body?”

you shaking your head. can’t answer.

“that’s okay.” pressing a kiss to your wet cheek. tasting salt. “i’ll decide for you.” settling in. getting comfortable. “i’m going to listen to your body, baby. i think that’s the right call.”

you making a broken desperate sound.

“shh.” stroking your hair back from your wet face. kissing your forehead affectionately. “you’re doing so well. such a good girl. crying and still taking it so perfectly.” curling deep. feeling you arch. “your body knows exactly what it wants. even if you don’t.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Getting you drunk so you end up pissing on my dick the harder I fuck you because you can’t even control your bladder anymore

caught you with hope in your eyes yesterday cut that shit out

“awe i like your hair” pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it pull it

i don’t care that you think i have good tits. i don’t care that you think im cute or that you wanna fuck me. tell me you want to hurt me. tell me in detail exactly what you would do to me after kidnapping me. tell me how i make you feel so evil and gross but you just can’t stop. tell me it’s my own fault. im so small and so vulnerable and such a good victim. i’m practically begging for you to just take me. and you’re so sorry but im staring at you with my big blue scared eyes and my lashes are wet with tears and im breathing so fast you just have to keep groping me but you’re gonna take such good care of me and it’s all gonna be okay and i’ll learn that soon. right?

I am a bad person for desiring anything

mhhmm take what exactly :3

if you like me you have to tell me because i’m oblivious

i like to blame myself for everything just in case

Broooo I just need to train my gag reflex on your dick brooo please brooo take your dick out brooo

my pelvic bone/hips whatever actually makes me wanna kms

affectionate rapist <3

they have so much love for you, they just want to share it all with you, show you that you deserve the best, and you should know by now that they are the best

their relationship attempts start a little slow, asking every now and then about the friendship between you two, maybe you should try to be more than friends, maybe even just kiss and see what happens, but you keep saying no, you “don’t wanna ruin” the friendship. soon enough they get more insistent, you two should just fuck and see if any emotions come to the surface, or at least go on a romantic date together, but you keep saying no.

now you’re in your bed, on your stomach, with one of their hands over your mouth, the other holding both your wrists behind your back, while they slowly fuck into you, their body completely on top of yours to keep you still. they made sure to prep you when you were still sleeping so it wouldn’t hurt when they finally got fully inside of you. now they’re constantly whispering praise into your ear while they rape you, how good you feel, how well you’re doing, how beautiful you are, how much they love you, how much they wish you would stop playing hard to get so they didn’t have to cover your mouth, but don’t worry, they still think the muffled noises you’re making are so hot.

they wish you didn’t make them do it this way, the game was fun, but went on too long, they couldn’t resist, and if you didn’t want this to happen then you obviously wouldn’t have given them a key to your place. they just needed you so bad, they couldn’t keep waiting, and you’re so much better than they ever could’ve dreamed, taking them so well and making such pretty noises.

and don’t worry, they’ll figure out exactly what your body wants and make you feel so much better than anyone else has ever made you feel, remember, they love you more than anything, and they adore every part of you. so just relax a little more, stop your sad attempts at fighting, and let them make you feel good.

i don’t want no old man btw honestly stop following me

i’m bored

how to stop needing or wanting anything for beginners

I cannot describe how feral having a soft sub suckling on my tits makes me. Their mouth, soft and careful, sealed around my nipple. The quiet sucking sounds, the way their breathing slows as they relax into me, the murmured hums of pleasure as they devote themselves to making me feel good. It soaks me so quickly my head floods with the need to tear them apart 🫠

“You’re so fucking cute..fuck, you’re pretty, unggh fuck, sofucking..pr-pretty baby, fuckfuck, you’re so cu-ute..so fucking cute..fuck” while he’s mounting me and watching me whine and sob and struggle, trying to push him off

unintentional pet play where you’re being edged and you’re whining so much that she says, “aw, you sound like a puppy,” which only makes you whine harder and she just follows up with a sympathetic “i know, puppy. it’s okay, let it out.”

need more girls fantasizing about raping me tbh

hihihi aww yes!! it’s okie i know u can’t help it n ur soooo sorry right? but ur not gonna stop? right?

why aren’t you taking advantage of me?? am i not weak enough? not pretty enough? not small enough? not pathetic enough? should i starve? should i hurt myself? should i isolate myself from my friends and family? should i tell you about how my parents never loved me?should i tell you exactly how to manipulate me? should i make you mad so you hit me? should i cry into your lap? should i worship you? just lmk