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I look up at you with my innocent puppy eyes. You have the gun to my head as you unzip your pants. "Lick." You command, shoving the gun harder against my forehead. I must oblige. I don't want to die right? You pull my hair aggressively as i lick and suck, shoving the gun so hard against my head it will leave a mark.

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You don't have any willpower left to resist. All it takes is a pair of black lips and your girlcock reacts immediately. Your brainwashing is so deep that your hand is already mimicking the motion of putting your lipstick on.

Good Goth Trans Slut. You belong to me now. You will obey. You will show your Goth Mommy your lipstick.

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It's honestly kind of transphobic of the universe that I don't have any cute vampire hunters coming to my home to try and "hunt" like that one meme. This one.

Like idk, feels like there should be beautiful heavily armored women busting down my door attempting to slay me with holy swords before making the mistake of briefly looking into my eyes and starting to lose control of herself, fear overtaking her as her body freezes in place. I ask what she really came here for, and after teasing her and caressing her cheek, watching her tremble while she struggles to stay upright, she finally admits that she wants to lose herself, to become a thrall. That looking into my eyes wasn't a mistake. She wanted this. With her intentions known, I sink my fangs into her neck, and feel her drop to the ground. And I sit down and move her head into my lap, holding her face tilted upwards towards mine before she reopens her eyes, a newfound smile on her face, staring into the eyes of her new, beautiful, kind mistress feeling nothing but absolute devotion and love.

And then I train her in the ways of dark magic and get her shadowy intimidating armor and she becomes my dark knight, my strongest servant, known throughout the land as an unbeatable foe, unstoppable force and immovable object all in one, who strikes fear into the hearts of all good and godly, an enforcer of evil that could rival the very gods in strength. Stronger even than me, kept in line by her love and devotion. Feared by kings and beasts alike, a monster in human form. And also we have lots of hot sweaty lesbian sex.

All I'm saying is that it's pretty transphobic that this hasn't happened yet.

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i need these kind of pics to start crediting the artist in them cus some are really good

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What’s a girl gotta do to get fucked? Hard. None of this ‘pump me for a few quick strokes then slow back down’ or stopping after I cum once. No force my face into the bed and fuck me like a rabbit in heat. Make me cum 3,4,5 times before you let me calm down. Spank my ass until it’s red and fuck my ass when I’m being bratty. Cum deep in me even if I beg you not to. Stop treating me like porcelain doll.

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Living in the world with legalized rape and being some silly little feminist who doesnt like it that way, so u get to politics. But once u get finally chance to get on stage and speak about u wanting change. Some guy just fucking u. You really try to speak about whats that important to u, but u cant stop your biology, the moans. U try to keep talking while moaning but its so hard, they unbutton your suit, let the whole world see your tits, u feel the humiliation, but they just grab your head, push it onto the desk and start going faster. Its really hard to think. Its really hard to remember why u went here. It feels so good. U start moaning and heavy breathing more. U like it , it feels so good. U put your tongue out. U stop trying to fight back, this cock feels so good, u actually like that everyone can see u on TV, thats who u were meant to be, saliva starts dripping from your dumb mouth u cant control yourself anymore. He cums in you, filling your hole with his warm cum. Then he let his grip go as u collapse as a mess onto the floor.

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I love this I want to be this ditzy and oblivious

Hot wash cycle. Still warm from the dryer, she pulls her lucky skirt from the laundry pile with a frustrated groan. “oooh nooo… it shrunk!” She holds up the pink fabric. It was already a small garment, but now it would barely fit. Unwilling to let go, she pulls it up her legs. Squeezing past her bum and sucking in her stomach, the girl stands in front of her mirror.

The hem of the skirt barely covers her pussy. Tugging at the bottom, the ditzy girl rationalizes her outfit. “it’s long enough…” She says to no one. Absent minded, the girl has already forgotten to put on panties. A cute shirt with no bra and she’s ready for the day. Turning away from the mirror, her round ass hangs out of the skirt - flashing her pussy through her thigh gap.

Everybody’s being so nice to me today! All the cute boys smile at her as she walks through the park. She has a skip in her step, jiggling her bare bum and showing off her tight cunt. “hai puppy!” The girl squats to pet a friendly dog. The owner is friendly, too. He asks to take a photo of her playing with the pet. She grins as the phone camera captures her exposed pussy.

Later on, she flips through clothes on a hanger. One drops to the floor and the girl bends over to pick it up. When she rises, the older man standing behind her wants to show her something. “Pardon me, but I think you’d look great in this shirt.” The white crop top is thin and frilly. Trying it on, the stretched fabric is see-through. He helps adjust it, squeezing her tits and brushing against her nipples.

I can’t believe he bought this for me! I love my lucky skirt. More men stare at her like a piece of meat as she walks home. Whenever a slight breeze floats by, the oblivious girl is essentially naked. The girl’s heart skips a beat when she sees her hot neighbour walking down the street towards her. She feels confident. She feels lucky. Waving at him, they talk for the first time.

The man is polite and kind. She giggles and bounces on her heels after every sentence. Gawking at the hot guy, she fiddles with her skirt. He looks her up and down. Her nervous grip on the fabric makes her lift up the front for a full view of her wet pussy. The man breaks the ice with an obvious question. “How much?”

“huh?” The dumb girl doesn’t understand. “what do you mean?” He’s upfront and casual. “How much money to spend a few hours together.” She’s entirely confused. “i don’t have much money, but I’d really like to hang out with you…” Clearly, a more blunt approach is required. “You’re a prostitute, right? I’ll pay you to have sex with me.”

The girl turns bright pink, matching her tiny skirt. He thinks I’m a prostitute? Aren’t they really pretty? That’s such a sweet compliment… Her thighs are sticky-wet with her pussy juice. “i don’t know how that stuff works…” The man give her a condescending pat on the bum. “Don’t think too much about it. I’ll just come by this evening.”

She’s dancing by the time she gets home. Flopping into bed, she starts to scribble excitedly into her diary:

OMG I had the bestest day!!! My lucky skirt shrunk but I love how it fits! Everybody kept looking at me and smiling and telling me I’m pretty! I finally felt confident enough to talk to that hot guy and he was sooo nice!!! He kinda said I looked like a whore :) <3 <3 <3 I think I have a date with him tonight! Hope I get lucky!!!!

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Please Professor

It’s my first upper division English literature class and only a month into the semester but I’m already struggling and getting marked D’s and F’s on assignments. I can’t fail this class, I need it to keep my university scholarship to stay in school. I reach out to my professor, asking to meet with him for some extra guidance and he agrees, but only has availabilities late in the evenings. I’m happy to comply, making the trek from my dorm to the English building at 9pm for our first meeting.

The English department is on the edge of campus and when I walk into the building, the whole place looks deserted this late at night. His office is the only one with lights on and I knock softly on his open door before stepping in.

“Hi Professor, thank you so much for finding the time to meet with me for extra help!” He looks up from the papers he’s grading and smiles at me. “Not a problem, I know my class can be overwhelming for a lot of students who aren’t used to the rigor that I expect. Come in and take a seat, we’ll have you whipped up into shape in no time.” He steps out from behind his desk and closes the door behind me as I walk in. I’m too preoccupied with getting my notes out to notice that he turns the lock on the door, locking us in.

“Let’s talk about some of your recent work, and we’ll work on a few things I have my mind on to help with your technique.” He circles around to the bookcase against his wall, grabbing a textbook. “Oh go ahead and reach over my desk to grab that workbook on my desk. There are some exercises there that I think will help you.”

I stand and reach across his large, dark-stained wood desk to grab the book. Suddenly, he’s on me. Before I can straighten up, he grabs the back of my neck and slams me against his desk. I scream briefly as the workbook tumbles out of my hand and I find myself pressed against the desk, the front of my body flush on it while I’m bent over. Before I have time to react fully, he bends down over me, and whispers darkly, “Now don’t struggle, because I’d hate to have to fail you for being a bad student. And I know how badly you need my class to stay in your program so right now, you listen to me and be a good girl and maybe I’ll consider letting you pass my class.”

I cry out, “Stop please professor, I don’t understand, what are you doing?”

“Of course you don’t understand, you stupid little slut. Too dumb to even comprehend what’s going on around you huh?” He chuckles darkly and I feel his hand cup my ass briefly before it cracks down on me, spanking me harshly over my skirt.

“Ah, wait no! Please, you can’t do this!” I try and push up off the table but he’s too strong. “Oh no pretty slut, you are going to take whatever I give you or else I will fail you right now and you’ll be kicked out of the school by the end of the week. Do you want that instead?” His hand rests on my ass, kneading my flesh roughly and the other one increases the pressure on the back of my neck.

“Please, no,” I whimper brokenly. I feel him breathe deep against my hair and he groans softly. “You’re mine for the semester, slut. And you are going to do whatever I want, just to keep your pretty little self on your scholarship.”

I start to cry, shaking slightly as my tears are dripping down my face and onto his desk. His hand comes off my neck and I hold still, knowing I can’t fight back in any way. His hand flips my skirt up and he sees the white panties I’m wearing with pink little bows printed all over them. “So pretty, slut,” he says as he runs a finger down between the globes of my ass, towards my pussy. I whimper softly and my hands come to grip the side of his desk.

“I don’t want you making any noise,” he says and without warning, I feel his hand crack down on my ass again, this time with more force. The spank makes my body lurch forward on the desk, and I have to bite my tongue to keep from crying out. He doesn’t hesitate as he begins to rain down harsh spanks all over my ass and upper thighs. I cry harder, muffling my sobs as best I can as I feel each hit adding to the soreness.

He’s methodical as he continues, not stopping or slowing for what feels like hours. My ass and thighs are burning but slowly, I can feel my pussy reacting as well, swelling and starting to drip more and more with each hit. I squirm slightly, trying to discreetly rub my legs together to relieve some of the tension. He notices.

“You’re getting turned on by this aren’t you, slut?” He laughs softly and I whimper in protest, “Please no, I’m not, please stop.”

He grabs my neck again, “Don’t lie, that’s not the behavior of a good student. I can see your pretty pussy dripping through your panties from here, you dirty little slut.” I whimper, feeling my face burn as hot as my ass. He reaches down and slides a hand against my pussy, through my panties and I gasp. His fingers dance along my lips, my wetness making my panties cling to the outline of my cunt. Without warning, he grips my panties and tears them away from my body, leaving my pussy fully exposed and my skirt still bunched around my waist. I whimper and feel myself gush a little at his actions, the clench of my cunt making me feel even worse.

His fingers come to meet my bare body now, and he slides them against my slit, laughing when he feels how much I’m dripping. “Oh we’re gonna have fun this semester,” he says. His fingers pluck my swollen clit, and I arch my back and moan, the sound erupting out of me unbidden. He’s relentless as he works my clit quickly, my wetness letting his fingers slide deliciously over me, the friction making me eyes roll slightly. My legs are trembling as I feel my orgasm fast approaching and he knows it too. “Little slut, are you going to cum like this? All splayed out for your professor, so desperate for that passing grade that you’ll do anything, even degrade yourself like a common whore?” I whine softly, my head spinning from the pleasure as my pussy clenches.

I vaguely hear his belt jingling and the rustle of clothing but I’m too preoccupied with my approaching orgasm to understand what that means. He doesn’t let up on my clit and I can feel myself seconds from erupting, moans and whimpers coming out of my mouth desperately.

My body seizes and I feel my orgasm rush through me, making me let out a strangled moan as feeling hits. Suddenly, I feel his long, hard cock slam into my cunt and I wail. He fucks me hard and fast through my orgasm, not stopping to let me adjust to his length or his speed. I’m scrambling to stay on the desk as he rails into me, his harsh grunts in my ear and his bruising grip on my hips. “That’s it, squeeze my cock just like that, slut. Fuck, your cunt feels so good.”

My eyes roll back into my head as his cock pound into me, my previous orgasm hasn’t even faded before I feel a second one building. He doesn’t seem to care about slowing down to let me recover as he keeps his unforgiving pace, drilling into me and pulling groans and whimpers out of me. His hand goes back to play with my clit and I scream, the throbbing of my cunt mixed with his attention pushes my second orgasm over the edge. I feel my walls flutter around his cock and he groans in my ear as I cum, sobbing from the overstimulation. He doesn’t stop, he fucks me through my second orgasm, the rubbing of his cock against my g-spot making me see stars.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum in your tight little pussy slut.” I feel his thrusts becoming erratic as he nears his orgasm. “I hope you’re on birth control, slut, because I’m gonna fill your cunt,” he says, his words punctuated by his thrusts. His groan is deep and guttural when he cums, the feeling of his cock erupting inside of me making my cunt clench harder around him, pulling him in. He stops for a second, letting his body cover mine, pressing even harder into the desk. His harsh breathing in my ear sends shivers down my spine.

“Flip over, get on the table, and hold yourself open,” his voice is gravelly as he pulls away from me, his cum dripping out of my cunt onto my legs. I whimper as I force my body to comply, pushing my sore and fucked out body onto his desk and spreading my legs, leaving my dripping cunt exposed to him. He smirks, “Stay there, slut.” He circles around his desk and I hear him opening a drawer and grabbing something before he comes back. It’s a vibrator. My eyes widen and I whimper, “Wait, no please. I can’t, it’s too much.” He leans into my face and growls darkly, “I don’t care, you’ll take what I give if you want to pass my class, got it slut?” I nod as tears start to fall again.

He clicks the vibrator on and I watch as the head blurs with its intensity. He brings it to my cunt, smirking slightly as he places his free hand on my hip, preemptively holding me down. His hand travels down and parts my folds to reveal my swollen clit, red and puffy from his previous attention. Without any preparation, he pushes the head of the vibrator directly on my clit and I scream. The intensity is so high and my body is already reeling from the overstimulation from his cock. The vibrator makes it all so much worse, but so good. I arch my back and buck my hips, desperately trying to dislodge him. “It’s time to earn your next grade, slut,” he says smirking.

“For every orgasm, you get 10%. Cum 10 times, and you’ll get 100% on the next essay.” My eyes widen and I sob, “No please, I can’t, please it’s too much!”

He smirks, “Or I could fail you now.”

“Ah please, no no no!” I’m crying, from the feeling of my poor clit being so thoroughly overstimulated and from the idea of him failing me. Despite my previous orgasms, I feel myself barreling towards another. The feeling builds as he grounds the vibrator harder against my clit, and I scream it out, feeling my pussy gush as I squirm and shake. He smirks, “10%.”

My next orgasm seems to blend with the first and I’m hardly coherent enough to process his words as he forces me to cum again and again.

Thirty minutes later, I’ve cum seven more times and my body is at its limit. “Please no more, please professor.” I’m almost unconscious, my voice cracking from my constant screaming and my cunt bright red from the vibrator. He’s uncaring as he stands over me, forcing my body to endure orgasm after orgasm.

“Just one more and you get a 100%, you’re so close, slut. Don’t stop now.” His smile is feral as he keeps the vibrator directly in my clit. My legs shake and I feel myself teetering at the edge of one more orgasm. The feeling overwhelms me, pain and pleasure blending into a euphoric feeling and my eyes roll and my back arches for one final time.

As the orgasm fades, my body lies limp, my legs dangling off his desk and head lolling. He finally clicks off the vibrator. “Good job slut, your first A in my class. Keep it up and maybe you’ll be passing in a month or so. I’ll see you next week same time.”

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The semester ended last week and my grade for the class is already finalized on my transcript, an A+. But here I am, spread wide on his desk again, my cunt clenching and dripping around his cock as I cum like a perfect little whore for him.

“Such a good slut.”

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I feel the need to be a trad wife! I want to be turned into the most simple minded and submissive possible role I could have being conservative like that. I want to be made into a perfect wife for my man! I’d love to hear what all of you would see as the perfect wife! Send me messages or threats about how you would make me into your personal wife! What do you change about me what does my daily life look like do I even get to have a personal life anymore is all for whatever stud wants me to decide (;

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One of my biggest fantasies is about a partner who will make me worse. Like encouraging me to get fake nails and then making fun of my typing speed with the gaudy things on and telling me I look like a dumb slut when I try to use my phone. Or telling me that they've got a great work outfit for me and then setting me up to look like the office toy because I trusted them. "No sweetie, I think actually you won't be happy with that implant size, you should go bigger."

"I know you said you feel like your lips are thin, you should get lip fillers. They'd really suit you."

Basically everything sounds positive and affirming at first, but then somehow always comes out with me looking like a whore and them gently degrading me for it. I complain that this was their idea, but they gaslight me and tell me, no it was all me. Of course eventually I believe them only to fall for it again with whatever the next step in my bimbofication is.

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Bimb-Os

*STARES BLANKLY* "I really should stop eating these Bimb-Os. The fat seems to go straight to my thighs and titties. The sugar rush hits my head hard and makes me all melty and mindless. Plus I'm pretty sure my lips are having an allergic reaction to something in them!"

*SMILES MINDLESSLY* "Oh who am I kidding. That's exactly why I buy Bimb-Os! This is the happiest I've every been on a diet. It's like the pretty spirals on their commercials say - 'Three Bimb-Os meals a day make babes giggle and say yay!'

*GIGGLE* "Yay!"

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you're out in public and you look down at a text from an unknown number.

"What's your favorite color?"

thinking it's just one of your friends playing a prank, you reply,

"pink"

you click send and the number replies with a spiral. and another. and another. you start to panic and try to swipe away but your phone isn't responding. it's too late to look away. someone is controlling you. your legs get weak. you need to sit down but you can't look away. you collapse onto your knees.

as you stare and drop deeper, and deeper. your phone begins to ring. a man's voice on the other side orders your tongue out and tells you to repeat this phrase:

"I'm a ditz, I play with my tits."

you're on your knees in public, drooling all over your shirt, and now with both hands you're groping your tits. people are staring at you as they walk by. girls giving you dirty looks, men stopping to take pictures and videos. you don't care. all that matters is the spiral, controlling you.

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big fan of when they put their cock/strap on your lower stomach first to see how deep they would reach before thrusting into you all the way, bonus points when you see a little bump from their cock pressing against your belly <3

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Now I have age gaps in mind and I would love older men and women to come chat with me! There is just something so attractive about being used and played with by someone decades older than me or old enough to be my parents or even older

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What is your deepest darkest sexual fantasy?

Picking just one is so difficult but a personal favorite is getting kidnapped by an older man and kept as his new pet! I love a large age difference and getting made into a piece of property by force!