#nsft cnc

[notaluckypup]

The intimacy of getting to know someone’s kinks and slowly but surely slipping them into conversation~

Slipping them that extra little “good job” after basic tasks and watching their cheeks get hot and their eyes dart around the room.

Asking them to grab a drink and watching the jolt in their step when they register the word “fetch” a second too late.

The back and forth debates and silly arguments ending in cutting them off with a simple “you’re so cute when you get excited”

The tease behind all those knowing glances and trace of the hand touches becoming just too overwhelming until my poor pup is stuttering through conversation and grinding its thighs together begging to be touched😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[pupofwings]

[reeksandfumes]

actually getting pregnant? no. bad. awful. I do NOT want that!!

having them grunt in your ear how they're going to knock you the fuck up like the worthless breeding bitch you are while they pound you into the mattress before cumming deep inside of you? YES. YESYESYESYESYESYES. LITERALLY NOTHING BETTER. YESSSSS. THE BEST. YES PLEASE!!!

[stavedoll]

First date idea: you strangle me until I'm unconscious and then rape me as violently as you can while recording everything to humiliate me later.

[loviepigeon]

I feel that not enough is said about mutually non-consensual CNC scenarios.

We are both scared and sobbing, the other sub looks much more disturbed than me, the poor little thing looks like they're about to pee themself, we are surrounded by masked figures, one of the larger and more intimidating ones orders us, either we start fucking each other or we will be passed around like toys for each person in the room, I swallow hard, I don't want to do that to the other sub, but honestly it would be an act of mercy.

I approach them with slow movements, like someone approaching a terrified animal, I cradle their face and start kissing them, they don't reciprocate, which is not surprising, eventually they start reacting, little noises here and there, they put their hands on my waist and pull me into their lap, I rub against their crotch trying to arouse them.

The first round in easy, riding them allows us some intimacy, the other sub sobs while I keep apologizing and treating them as gently as possible, as if that could hide the fact of what I am forced to do to them.

After that the figures set two rules, the other sub can only cum inside and we must make as explicit and obvious our mating, in all kinds of positions, not surprisingly the figures start masturbating, asking us to open our mouths each time, but they don't touch us, for some reason they don't have permission.

I'm forced to fuck the other sub until they are crying from overstimulation, I probably already milk them dry, but I can't stop, I can't.

When I feel I am about to faint another figure enters, tall, imposing, with that air of importance, strokes my hair and says I did a good job, that now I can rest, that they are sure we will give them the cutest puppies... puppies? I think before I lose consciousness

[postponedlobotomy]

The urge to rape him until he stops being fucking stupid. "Oh, I hate my tits", what tits, love? You're not a girl, silly, you're a man and you have a chest. Men can have bigger chests, love, it's just because you're chubby, shush. "I feel dysphoric because of my period", silly boy, isn't bleeding the most masculine thing a man can do? We used to go to war, love, and you're doing basically that every month. "Oh I'm wet," men don't get wet, love, they get hard, and I'm not touching your cock until you admit it. That's right, love, your cock <3. Now be a good boy and let me fuck the dumb thoughts in your brain out of you. People don't think you're a man? That's because they're intimidated by how manly you are, but you're such a good faggot for me, and yes, love, only men can be gay faggots like you so shut up and admit it.

[butch-corvid]

imagining having my rape go viral. maybe my rapist has an accomplice, maybe its a performance gone wrong, maybe someone just walks in and decides to make a quick buck. i scream that im gay, but my rapist doesn’t care, grabbing my hips and pushing my face into the bed as it mounts me. maybe i don’t even know there’s a recording.

nothing happens for a few weeks after. i don’t bother with a rape kit and just kind of try to pretend it didn’t happen. but a few weeks later, people keep staring at me. sometimes men approach me and taunt me, grope my tits because they know i’m a rapewhore already. i came, didn’t i? i start getting offers from porn agencies. considering that no respectable job will hire me now, i consider it. I get increasingly afraid of getting tracked down by the people speculating about my location, so I try to move, but whenever i go, everyone just knows me as a rapewhore.

and when my baby bump starts showing and people start looking between me and their phones, i’ll know they’re watching the rape that got me pregnant.

[doggwhoore]

good mama [18+]

dad x daughter

faceclaim: pedro pascal

warnings: porn with no plot, breeding, somno, fauxcest/!ncest kink, creampie, forced impreg, dacrylagnia/dacryphilia, pantie wedging kink, spanking, fingering, ‘just the tip’ then putting it in all the way, pervy dad

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you’re napping on your stomach, legs wide and spread for anyone to walk in and see, half naked and sweating from how hot it is in your bedroom, undies sticking to your crotch uncomfortably. you keep shifting, trying to get comfy, when your door slowly squeaks open and footsteps near your bed where you lay barely conscious.

a hand comes down to pat ur butt, jiggling it around in its palm before moving to the hem of your undies. cautiously, it tugs your undies up, the fabric being pulled between your folds. you groan and wiggle your hips, the hand tugs your panties up higher til they’re stuck rubbing between your folds and butt.

you’re sticky with slick, bud throbbing against the fabric of your undies as they’re tugged up further. you wiggle around; the hand gives your ass a good slap, you gasp, it gives another harder one, squeezing the flesh. you grumble tiredly, not bothering to open your eyes as you try to speak. before you can, a familiar voice starts shushing you and whispering,

“it’s ok, you’re just dreamin’, go back to sleep,” before pushing between your thighs and pressing their bulge snug against your crotch. you groan again, butt pressing against the stranger’s bulge. they grunt and rock their hips against you slowly, one hand squeezing your soft rump.

“aw, fuuuck, such a nice ass,” they hiss quietly, wriggling your butt around in their palm before giving it another good slap. they start to play with your undies again, pulling them up, up, up, until the fabric sits wedged in your crack uncomfortably.

they lick their lips, hips jerking against your crotch. you moan tiredly and roll your hips into the mattress.

“fuuuck, this’s so wrong…” they whisper above you, grabbing your hip and guiding u back against their bulge. you moan; the figure bites their lip with a groan. your barely conscious mind hears the clinking of them undoing their belt.

“jus’ one feel.. jus’ one..” they whisper breathily, tugging their pants and underwear down just enough for their shaft to pop out, tip red and hot. their eyes are glued to your slick-sticky panties wedged up your butt, a very visible crotch print evident between your thighs.

“fuuuck, sweet jesus…” they moan, mouth falling open as they drool over your soft, pretty rump. they press the tip of their shaft to your crotch’s clothed hole, slowly pushing it into you. “so warm.. oh honey..”

they pull their tip away then pull your panties to the side, an almost guttural groan being ripped from their chest at the sight of your pretty, glistening hole. their shaft twitches, pre forming at the tip. they run their fingers between your folds, hissing softly at how wet you are. they hesitate for a moment before pushing two inside, wiggling them around.

you whine at the sting, clamping around their fingers. it’s now that the fog of sleep starts to diminish, one eye peeling open.

“ughn..?” you mumble tiredly, vision coming to. “wha’s.. goin’ on…?”

the figure bites their cheek, slowing their ministrations down but not stopping.

“i told you, sweetie.. you’re dreamin’.. ‘s all a dream, go back to sleep..” they mutter, pushing their fingers deeper inside your hole. you moan softly, whining as u drift in and out of sleep. “‘m fuzzy.”

they grunt, shaft throbbing, then pull their fingers out, wrapping their palm around their shaft and positioning the tip at your leaking hole. they lean over you, propping themself up on their elbow.

“jus’ g’nna be in an’ out.. in an’ out.. in an’-” they push the tip of their shaft inside your unveiled, begging hole, eyes rolling to the back of their skull. their mouth hangs open, breath hitting the nape of your neck.

“nngh, god damn, baby..” they push more of their shaft inside, spreading your thighs apart with their hips. you mewl, hole quivering around their length. they push in deeper, grunting.

“fuuuck, sweetie..” they whisper, “you’re so tight.. squeezin’ me so good..” they look down at you, breathing heavy. you try to get a look at them from the corner of your eye, barely snagging a glimpse at the color of their hair.

“dad..?” you murmur; they groan.

“‘s me, pumpkin.” they hum, length still pushing inside. “jus’ go back to sleep an’ forget this’s happenin’, baby. promise i’ll be done soon.”

“mmph.. stop..” you mumble, pawing at the blankets beneath you, trying to push back against them. they ‘tsk’ at you, hand coming up to the nape of your neck and grasping it, pushing your head into the pillow.

“ssh.. jus’ relax, pumpkin..” they whisper, pushing more of their shaft into you inch by inch. “gonna be okay.. papa’s got you, baby..”

you whimper, your situation slowly dawning on you. “no.. no, s’not.. stop, please… stop..”

they grunt, hips snapping forward. “shut up..” they mutter, pushing your head further into the pillow as they start slowly thrusting into you.

your moans and cries for them to stop are muffled by the cotton pillow. you try pushing your hands against their chest, but it’s hard to get the right angle from how you’re laid out on your stomach.

they coo at you, rocking their hips back and forth, pushing in and pulling out, in and out, in and out, in and out.

“oooh, tha’s it.. feels jus’ how i imagined..” they grunt, leaning down. “you ever get fucked so nice, hmm, sweetie pie?” they whisper against the shell of your ear. “no, i know you haven’t.. daddy doesn’t let you see nobody, do i? can’t let them ruin my sweet, precious angel..”

they grunt, fingers gripping the sides of your neck. you whimper, tears bleeding into the pillowcase. they coo at you again, hips picking up a nice, steady pace.

“aw, honey, don’t cry..” they wipe a couple of your tears away, “it ain’t hurt that bad..” they swipe their tongue down to the spot just behind your earlobe, grazing over it with their teeth. “unless you want me to hurt you..”

your eyes widen slightly, hole fluttering around their shaft. they grunt, hips stuttering slightly before recovering their previous steady pace.

“do you want me to hurt you, baby?” they hum, eyes darkening. you shake your head as best you can, whimpering. they chuckle wryly, snapping their hips harshly.

“aw, ‘course not. my baby never could handle pain. but tha’s okay…” they roughly grab your hip, pulling you against them, length pushing deeper inside of your tiny hole. “…daddy’s here, he’ll help you through it.”

they push your head further into the pillow, hips thrusting their shaft in and out of you at a steady, brutal pace. you sob into the pillow, it coming out as a near guttural moan.

they hiss at the feel of your hole clenching around their shaft, hips slapping against your rump and nails digging into your soft flesh.

they wiggle your butt in their palm, giving it a good slap. “such a pretty tush.. wonder wha’ this hole feels like..” they murmur, prodding a finger at your second hole. you gasp, body jerking. they give a sharp slap to your ass.

“don’t fuckin’ move,” they growl, pulling your hips back against their pelvis. “never told you to move.”

“dad…” you whimper, tears building up in your eyes. “daddy, please… sto-”

hearing the simple term slip off your tongue, they shudder, hips stuttering.

“oooooh, pumpkin, don’t call me that. gonna bust too soon if you call me that.” they groan, voice rough, but it’s too late. their hips seem to speed up on their own, pistoning in and out, in and out, in and out, ripping sob after sob out of you.

“stop, daddy! dad, sto-op, please..” your voice breaks; it only eggs them on, guttural moans falling from their lips as they pound into you.

“i told u.. don’t call me that, gonna- oh fuuuck, pumpkin—”

they collapse on top of you, chest pressed against your back. they rut their hips, grunting and groaning roughly as their release wrecks them. with one last thrust, they bury their shaft to the hilt, shooting a fat load deep inside.

“oooooh, there we go,” they shudder, hips still thrusting as if to push the load deeper, wrapping an arm under your tummy to keep you in place.

your eyes are glazed over and wide, limbs twitching as you can’t do anything but lay there, your dad on top of you, breathing heavily in your ear.

their shaft starts to soften, and they lift their hips to pull out of you. they collapse once more, almost crushing you underneath them.

after a moment, they push into an upright position, kneeling above you, legs on either side of you. they watch their load leak out of your hole, groaning and scooping it up in their fingers, stuffing them back inside.

“there we go, don’t wanna waste nothin’,” they coo, thrusting their fingers slowly. you whimper; they give your butt a sharp pat. “ssh, ‘s okay, jus’ keepin’ our babies where they’re s’pposed to be.” they lean over you and kiss your neck, then whisper, “in your pretty lil tummy.”

“gonna be such a good mama.”

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asks: open

[xicoclandestino]

can you please put your fingers in my mouth. better yet can you then ask me something and when i whine out tell me to use my words. even better yet can you then laugh at me and make fun of how i sound when i try to say "yes sir" with your fingers pressing on my tongue...

[yourfallen4ngel]

hot transfems jacking each other off in the shower while we grope and suck on each other’s tits when

[falling-components]

a sexual fantasy i have sometimes is mutually agreeing to make someone genuinely, actually afraid of me. in a controlled environment. it's a different kind of feeling, one that makes me hear my heart at the back of my neck.

the controlled part is crucial both for consent and safety, but also because it amplifies the challenge. yes, we agreed that i would be psychologically torturing you. and i'm very, very good at acting. at first it was easy to take. you knew that i'd probably be rough with you, that i'd degrade you, violate you, take your pleas to stop as affirmation that i was doing something right. because we're just having fun, right? we're very sexually mature. we can take it. understand it's not *real.* the feelings are intense but the safety is there.

but somewhere along the way things got personal. the character seems to slip away.

i've always wanted to do this to you. you were so fucking naive for trusting me. you probably still think i'd care if you asked me to break character. it'd only make me mad. just let it happen. you don't even really know who i am. you know you couldn't actually stop me. i could kill you if you tried. it would be so easy.

the doubt trickles in, hits a breaking point, and shatters to tears.

[cumdrunk-dyke]

the best way for dykes to celebrate pride month is by becoming a transfem's free use toy <33 take her cum in your pussy or your ass anytime she's even slightly horny, give her tits the attention they deserve while you bury your face into her, humiliate and objectify yourself while she jerks off over your face bc she wants a show 🥺😵‍💫

good dykes obey their superiors (and beg for their cum)!!

[kaionyx]

Got the craving to wrap my hand around a pretty puppyboy’s throat and keep him on the edge of consciousness while watching his tdick throb against my cock from feeling all the cervix kisses and my knot splitting their pretty boycunt apart. Or yknow, some cuddling would work too.

[slutty-little-bunny-boy]

“shh shh its okay, darling” while you ruin yet another one of my orgasms, watching my desperate pussy twitch and leak🥴😵‍💫

[marlborocrow]

little brother getting nervous that his brothers sucking hickeys onto his neck and he’s starting to get warm and flustered and he cant stop his hips from pitching up against the warm body above him 🤝 big brother reassuring him saying “don’t worry, me and my friends do this all the time” before grabbing his baby brothers hips and grinding their clothed dicks together