18+ nsft blog. DMs aren’t open but asks are 🖤Threaten me🖤(Primarily cnc tbh)
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The thing about doing a good cnc scene with somebody is. It always feels real in a way. It feels like a hunt, the way I like to do it.
I don't like to just launch into it so I usually have a prenegotiated "starting window" sort of thing. Like, "we will lie here and chill and watch this movie like normal and at some point during the movie I will initiate the scene". Right?
And then you're just there, trying to act normal, with that constant tension there. This is going to happen to you. You can't talk about it. Every move I make, you'll tense up, only to find I'm just reaching for water.
I'll pause the movie to go pee. You stay there. You have to stay there alone, in the dark. Am I going to do it when I come back? Is this starting the scene? Am I going to come back with something, something to hurt you or restrain you? Am I going to keep acting normal, pulling the thread of tension tighter? What will I do to you? When will I do it? How will I do it? Don't talk about it. You can't stop it.
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faux sympathy is actually evil.
you’re ruining me, i’m shaking, barely coherent, and you have the audacity to say “i know, baby, it’s a lot, huh?” all sweet and condescending like yeah??? obviously??? but are you stopping? no :( you just keep going, all soft and sweet, acting like you feel bad while actively making it worse. it’s sick and i need more of it immediately.
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I wish someone saw me sleeping all peaceful and pretty in bed and decided they needed to grope me about it 🥺
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i’m such a sucker for having my jaw held. one hand gently resting on my neck and moving up, snapping my attention directly to you as your nails gently sink in to make sure i’m paying attention.
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Need to be pinned down after playfighting and have pretty marks bit and sucked onto me while they make fun of how i gasp when their knee presses between my legs and feels how soaked i am
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Forced intox but it comes off so sweet and encouraging
“You can take another shot, right princess?” “Is your glass empty? Let me get you some more!” and subtlety pushing you past your limit. Then when I’m fuzzy headed and blurry visioned, you guide me into the bedroom. “I’m just gonna take care of you, okay baby girl?” And then taking your hands and removing my clothes. “Shhh, I got you. This is gonna feel good.” As you put me down on the bed and slide into me.
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I think strange and terrifying women should roofie me. For my enrichment.
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want a dom who will control my hits when i smoke. commanding how long i inhale and how many hits i should take to make me a dizzy as they want them. want them to drug me out to their desire so when they're touching me i wont be able to comprehend whats happening to me > < !!
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Saying ‘awh big hit’ every time your pup sputters or coughs after smoking off the bong ~
Watching the tears prick in their pretty eyes while you shush them and pet their hair, telling them how good they take it and how pretty they look while they smoke. Each compliment making them that much more embarrassed, plush puppy hips rutting uselessly into the couch cushion before picking them up to gently rest on your thigh.
Lifting their chin and blowing smoke in their face before grinding back into them, letting them get all riled up, trailing light fingers up their sides and kissing them softly only to stop and remind them they’re supposed to be smoking right now~
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Slowly pushing up kinks onto you bit by bit, forcing you to admit that it feels good as I progress.
Starting from light gentle spankings, with each time my hands are brought down to make contact with your ass, you let out a light yelp.
"You wanted this, didn't you?"
With each slap, the question gets asked again and the slaps get harder.
"You wanted this, didn't you pretty girl?"
Soon, slipping a finger into your pretty little hole, having it push it's way in and out of you. Hearing you do your best to hold your whimpers in as a small act of defiance.
"You're so pretty taking whatever I give you"
Then another finger starts to make its way into you and you let cant help but keep letting out little yelps each time a finger makes it's way into you.
"So keep taking more and ill make you a pretty little toy"
Forcing a toy onto you and turning it on. The vibrations shake all throughout your body as your face is placed onto my chest so I can hold and comfort you as I get to feel you struggle in my arms.
"You wanna cum don't you? Go ahead"
I'll say as I place my hands around your neck as my cock makes it's way into you.
"But you better make me cum too if you wanna breath again"
Feeling you ride me faster and faster as you struggle to breath. Having you desperately struggle as your body moves around violently trying whatever it can do to make me feel good so I can cum in you.
During your orgasm, your body twitching as your hole starts taking my cum deep in your warm little hole and my grip loosen around your neck.
"You did such a good job, puppy"
Whispered into your tired, exhausted ears. Maybe you'd feel relaxed and relieved in my arms. But I'd shatter those feelings as I force your face into the ground as you feel my cock press upbagainst you again.
"So keep doing a good job for me~"
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Her love language is you getting her as drunk or high as possible and taking advantage of her
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Put a joint in my mouth while I’m cockwarming you and hold my nose shut so all I can do is breath in as long of a drag as you want. When I can’t take it anymore and start coughing, you can feel me tightening on your dick with each hack. I’ll look at you with pleading watery eyes as my body tries to catch its breath and process pleasure all while I’m getting stoned <3
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It's too much, isn't it sweetheart? Oh you cant respond cause your brain is melting and you just keep cumming. Oh I know your body can't take much more, I just really don't give a fuck. I'm going to turn you into a brain dead drooling fucking mess.
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“that’s right, princess. fight back. make it difficult… give me a reason to get rough.”
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I just want someone to start groping me and see how far they can get while I get up the courage to say something 🥺🥺
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He comes over at night. I’ve told him my schedule, after all. He comes into my room quietly, hesitantly until he sees how deep asleep I am.
I sleep naked most nights, aside from my underwear, but those would be easy enough to slip aside. It’s almost like I want it too, with how I’m sleeping like that. His hand brushes against my skin gently at first, then rougher, with more purpose.
God it’d be so easy. I’m a sound sleeper, and I’m smaller enough that I’m relatively easy to maneuver beneath him.
I always wake up wet so it’s probably be fairly easy to get me worked up in my sleep- blissfully unaware to the fact that I’m being violated.
He rubs my entrance as he considers whether or not he wants to prep me much. If he prepped me thoroughly, and went at a steady pace I may not even realize he was there in the morning.
He stands up, searching the chest at the foot of the bed to find a blindfold or something sturdy to help restrain me, but he finds so much more.
That chest is where I keep all my sex toys <3 as well as bondage tape, and rope. Almost like I wanted this- wanted him. Like I was just a desperate flashlight that needed to get dicked down. Rapeslut.
He grabs what he needs and climbs back over me, blindfolding me and tying my arms tightly behind my back- puffing out my chest a bit. The ropes provide easy handles to maneuver me once again, ignoring the way I begin the groan in my sleep from the treatment.
From there it’s easy to line himself up with my pussy- it’s been long enough from the lazy stroking he’d given me before, that I’m not even that wet anymore.
He rubs the head of his cock against my pussy, covers my mouth and thrusts all the way in.
He fucma me so roughly that me waking up is inevitable, but with how he’s already restrained me, blocked my vision, and covered my mouth- I’m effectively helpless.
I have to lie there as he moans about what a good flashlight I am, how good I feel when he’s raping my pretty little pussy. His gropes and caresses switching to harsh pinches and spanks. And he starts laughing when the first tears start to wet the bottom of the blindfold.
God I want him to use me for as long as he wants, with no care to if I cum or how many times I cum from it- body bruised and pussy leaking obscenely when he finally drops me back onto the bed.
He’s quiet atop me for a moment, catching his breath as I cower and hope that it’s over.
He leans down suddenly, and bites. Deeply, and roughly, grinding his teeth and yanking his head a bit just to hear me whimper and sob. When he lets go he presses a kiss to it and then leans back to whisper to me.
I hope this scars, so you can always be reminded of the night we shared together. Sweet dreams, my little fucktoy.
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