muah! Yes I'm real lol. 21, my name is Cas, he/him but also misgender me and tell me how you'd rape me. This is all FANTASY, I do not condone real rape and misgendering. Thanks for coming!
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a guy can be like "if you wanna suck my cock you gotta beg for it" and in .5 seconds i am on my knees whining begging sticking my tongue out oops. sorry for being a cockdrunk slut who gives earth shatteringly sloppy head. what do u want me to do? apologize? sorry, can't, too busy using my vocal chords to moan like a whore around the cock i'm tryin to gag on!!!!!!! 🤭
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Just One Of The Boys
It was his first time wearing a strap-on and he was understandably nervous. That's why he asked his friends to come support him
"Yeah! Fuck that bitch man!"
"Excellent stroke game my brother"
They cheered as he thrust the plastic cock in and out of her wet and eager cunt. He was getting more confident slapping her ass while her cheeks clapped around his dick. Digging his nails into her hips as he fucked into her like a wild stallion.
It stopped when she told him she couldn't take any more and he pulled out. That's when his best friend said "Well done my dude. Now take that strap off and hop onto my dick. I want you to ride your cunt up and down my pole til I cum inside you faggot."
"Y-y-yes Sir"
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I can't wait to corner you and rape your dumb cis cunt in the back a seedy alley. Break your brain so you become addicted to me and my thick girlcock, desperate to keep getting fucked by it. Doing anything I say, just to keep me around. Bringing me home so I can rape your partner and claim her too, as well as your female family members. All this just so you can get one more earth shattering orgasm from me~
who says that you need to rape me in a seedy alley? Rape me in a public street so everyone can see what a dumb slut i am for girlcock. They can take videos of me moaning how good you feel in my inferior cunt. 🩷
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need to facefuck a knocked-up breeding cow locked up in milking stocks, a milking machine pumping away at their big, dark nipples, stretching them out into engorged teats to match their heavy cow udders while the fat breeder balls that knocked them up slap against their face, fucking my cock deeper into their throat and growling at them about how good it feels when they gag on it, how their throat is milking my cock while the pump drains and tugs on their massive tits, remind them that as my breeding cow their body is mine to use as i wish...
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Really need a werewolf to rape his knot into me right now and fuck my tight pussy full of his thick cum. I want him to force me to cum very much against my will, orgasming hard on his knot. I want him to rape me so hard my eyes roll and my body shakes as he forces me through several of the strongest convulsing orgasms my poor little body can withstand; and I want him to breed me. Purposfully, shamelessly. Rape me full of his pups while I shake so hard from cumming I cant even beg him not to. I need my brain melted and my pussy knotted and my womb seeded and I need it now.
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not to be a toxic boyfriend but I want to forcefully detrans a guy and force her to stay with me by babytrapping her. Guilting her into detransitioning so she’d be a better mommy, so she can fit in. If she just stopped trying to be a guy she won’t need to feel awkward or explain herself at doctors appointments or to other moms. Life would be so much easier babe. Don’t you trust me baby, and don’t you want to do what’s right for our baby?
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I want to have a boyfriend who forces me to get nipple piercings for him. He makes me wear tight shirts that show the outline of each piercing in public. I'm only allowed to wear quarter cup bras underneath, so my chest bounces with each step, and even slight movements cause my breasts to sway.
One day I get home, and he makes me put on a cow print set that he bought for me. It's so small. I feel like I'm not wearing anything at all. My chest is spilling out, and my sore pierced nipples keep rubbing against the fabric. The panties are so small that they sit right between my labia. He gropes my tits and comments on how soft and big they are, perfect for a cow. He then moves one of his hands down lower, to gently rub my lower stomach. I can feel his hard cock pressing into my back as he tells me that real cows produce milk.
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i love white lingerie because i always imagine a cunt walking (or crawling) down the aisle at her wedding in it, even after years of imagining herself in a suit and tie
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lips curl into a cruel smile " Oh, baby. You poor, pathetic thing. See how you've been reduced from a ftm to nothing but a helpless, breastfeeding girl? "
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If I’m a "boy" then why do I crave having my smooth pussy lips covered in sperm, vagina full to the brim, underwear soaked and creamy after being sexually penetrated and dominated by a virile real man.
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sir but like i’m a knight and you’re my squire. you want so desperately to be a knight, but you’re a girl. or at least your cunt says so, you’re blatantly convinced your a man in a woman’s body. so, you disguise yourself, chop your hair, and bind your chest down with fabric wraps. you’re able to pull off scrawny young boy well enough, despite being years older than any other squire, and you’re elated. you’ve found a way in. you’ll just keep your slowly growing tits and pretty pink cunt hidden until you’re the strongest knight in the realm so no one can stop you anymore.
but then you’re assigned to me. i’m known for being brutal and going through squires like mugs of ale, breaking boys quickly so they understand they’ll never be a true knight unless they work for it. i’m also known for fucking my way through every town we enter, leaving every girls pussy gaped, needy, and flooded with my cum. even the kings best mathematician couldn’t begin to predict how many bastards of mine are running around the country and i take pride in it. cunts are to be bred, are they not?
after a few weeks of backbreaking labor and constant jabs at your feminine face, your clear weakness, your insufficiency with a sword, i’d start to take a liking to you, though you’d never guess. my treatment stays exactly the same, but i privately think i’d like to keep you around for a while, as you’re pleasant company. one day, your chest wrap breaks. you’re in the middle of doffing my horses saddle and you feel a rip, the cloth falls, and your tits begin pressing at your tunic. you try desperately to angle yourself to hide them, but in the couple months you’ve been binding them down they’ve grown enough that it’s impossible. and i’ve seen.
in that moment i push you against the outer wall of the castle. my quickly hardening dick rubs against your plush ass while i force your face into the stone. i’d ask you how you possibly thought you’d become a knight with udders like those. i’d strip you if your ill-fitting squires’ clothes and inspect your pretty cunt. i’d almost start laughing. the pretty little squire i liked is truly a delusional whore.
i’d fuck you then and there. force my fat cock into your virgin cunt out in the open, where any knight, servant, squire, or nobleman could stumble across your defloration. i’d keep my armor on, let the metal bite into your ass and thighs. when i finished, i’d be to force it deep in your cunt, flood your womb so you can make me another bastard
if you were good and learned your lesson, maybe i’d convince my king to allow me to take you as a bride. if you didn’t, if you tried to tell me some nonsense about being a man, i’d ride you down to the nearest whorehouse myself and sell you for barely enough to fund my next night at the tavern
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thinking about walking around campus when a man grabs me and pulls me toward somewhere a bit more secluded— maybe a bench or alley— and uses me for his own pleasure. i might beg or scream telling him not to do this, but he pulls my bottoms down and makes me sit on his lap so i can bounce on his cock, or clamps his hand over my mouth so nobody catches us, even though he knows i’d enjoy it so much. and once he’s done, he keeps my panties as a souvenir and leaves me dripping with his cum.
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cuntboy trying on some fem clothing for once and taking pics, maybe sending them to an s/o or a few friends, but within weeks they've somehow been leaked and plastered all over misogynistic websites and blogs with captions like "be a good girl for men" and "this slut knows she's just a cumdump"
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Want to ignore some CNC kink bitch's safeword in the middle of a "scene." Watch the gears turn in their head when they say it again, louder, not processing the fact that they went from being "raped" to actually being raped. You said you have a rape kink, isn't this what you signed up for? No? You just wanted to roleplay it? Too fucking bad. You shouldn't be getting off to those thoughts if you can't handle the real thing, you dumb bitch. Now come on, just enjoy getting raped like you fantasize about, won't you?
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need a man to fuck me until im stupid so i don’t notice him pulling out his phone to record me, and all i care about is finishing and feeling his warm cum inside me so when he tells me to tell him my real name and that im only good for taking cock and cum i dont even hesitate, i just immediately work my pussy on his dick as i moan out “im just a slutty hole for men thats me that’s klio” and then he cums inside, feeling it spurt right against my womb’s entrance, and i cum too
and then later he shows me the recording and tells me i better get some cute lingerie for when he fucks me the next time unless i want him to spread the video 🥰
so basically i’m blackmailed to become his nasty little slut toy but it makes me so wet and dazed and horny i dont even care hehe
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thinking about enjoying another night with my current project, their hands bound and a fresh cloth gag to muffle their cries. some nights i take them lively and loud, some nights i have them quiet and cruel. this starts like the second, with me forcefully encouraging their legs open so my fingers can have at them. they’re cool, wet, bringing lube each time they come back to my captives slit to spread and tease their hole, slowly fuck it full, finger by finger. i keep a tight hold on them with my other arm, trapping them where i want them while they squirm in my grip. the lube drips down my fingers, dirtying my palm when it presses down against their cunt, pushing my digits deep and bullying their clit. they squirm more when they feel how hard i am against them; they know whats coming when my fingers slow down. they still gasp and whine when my cock replaces my fingers, voice weak through the gag. when my hips start to make a pace, thudding against theirs again and again, what voice they have isnt enough to defend themselves from what i moan to their ear. how wet they are, how perfect they hold me, how much it turns me on feeling them get into things. they want to tell me im wrong, that im sick, that they’d never choose this, they’d never want this, that theyre only so wet because i made them like that— but getting any words out through their gag is almost impossible, and with me pounding out their guts, they don’t have the strength to try— so all they can do is cry and shake their head while their cunt flutters around my dick
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