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What a shame no one is using my holes 😭

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Bought and paid for (CnC, corruption, cucking)

She stormed off in anger, heart racing from the argument with her boyfriend. The outdoor mall was still crowded, filled with couples and shoppers enjoying the late afternoon sun. She needed space — space from him, from the fight, from the frustration building in her chest.

She wandered into a boutique, running her fingers across the racks, trying to calm herself as she browsed. That’s when she felt his eyes.

A man leaned nearby, casually watching her as she held up a tight black dress against her frame, checking herself in the mirror. He smiled. Confident. Predatory.

“You’d look amazing in that,” he said smoothly.

She blushed despite herself, looking away. “Thanks.”

“You here alone?” he asked, voice rich with quiet authority.

“No. My boyfriend's around somewhere,” she muttered, annoyed.

“Mmm. Must not be doing his job right if he let you wander off looking like that.” His eyes slowly raked over her body.

The compliment landed. She was still heated from the fight, still wanting validation. She smiled back, letting him inch closer as they continued talking — light flirting at first. Compliments. Jokes. His presence was intoxicating. She liked the attention. She liked the power shift. For a moment, she wanted to feel wanted.

When she finally took the dress to the counter, her card declined.

Her stomach dropped instantly. “Oh—um—let me try again.”

But it declined again.

“That’s ok, did you want to try a different card?” the cashier asked politely. The man behind her chuckled softly and stepped forward.

“Let me get it for you.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off with a knowing smile. “Don’t worry. It’s nothing. In fact…” He leaned closer. “I’ll buy you whatever you want. As long as you model them for me after.”

The words froze her for a moment. It felt wrong. But also thrilling. Dangerous.

Before she could fully process it, she found herself nodding slightly.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered.

He handed the clerk his card. Moments later, they stood near the changing rooms, multiple outfits now hanging on her arm.

“Go on,” he urged. “Try them on. I’ll wait right here.”

She stepped inside, closing the curtain. She slipped into the dress — tight, short, clinging to her curves. She stepped out to show him, feeling his eyes crawl over her body.

“ You are perfection, darling. Do another.”

The routine continued. Each outfit, each glance, each compliment chipped away at her resistance.

Then, on the next change, he slipped past the curtain before she could react.

“Shh,” he whispered, pressing a finger to her lips. “No one saw.”

Her heart pounded. Her breathing quickened.

“Spin for me.”

She did. His eyes devoured her, and his hand casually stroked the bulge in his pants.

“You make me hard just standing there,” he growled. “Touch it.”

Her lips trembled, but her hand moved instinctively, fingers grazing the growing stiffness beneath the fabric.

“Good girl.”

He pulled his cock free, thick and flushed. He grabbed her hand, guiding it up and down.

“Now your mouth.”

She shook her head weakly, but he was already pressing himself to her lips.

“Open.”

Her resistance crumbled. Lips parted. He slid inside, groaning as her warm mouth accepted him. His hand gripped her hair, setting the pace, forcing her to take him deeper.

Then, before she knew it, he spun her around and bent her against the changing room wall. One hand clamped over her mouth to muffle the gasp, the other hiked up her dress and pulled her panties aside.

“No—please—” she whimpered, but it was already happening. The thick head of his cock pushed inside her soaked cunt.

Her body betrayed her, dripping, clenching around him as he slammed deeper. She sobbed, the mixture of fear and humiliation making her dizzy.

“Look at you,” he growled. “You’re soaked. Your cunt’s milking me, you needy little slut.”

Her body quivered as an orgasm ripped through her — uninvited, unwanted — but all-consuming.

“Beg me,” he hissed into her ear. “Beg me to fuck you properly.”

Tears streaming, she whispered through sobs, “Please… please fuck me. Use me.”

“That’s a good girl.”

Then came the final humiliation.

“Let's call your boyfriend.”

Her eyes widened in horror, but he already had her phone. Quickly using her face to unlock, he dialed. Her boyfriend’s confused voice answered just as he thrust brutally into her.

“Say hi,” the stranger sneered.

Through sobs and gasps, she moaned brokenly into the speaker. “H-hi baby…”

Her boyfriend’s voice snapped with confusion and anger, but it was drowned out by the sound of her wet cunt getting pounded on the other end.

“See what your girl’s doing for a few dresses?” he laughed darkly, angling the phone to capture her face twisted in shame. She convulsed at that, orgasm washing through her body at the twisted scene she was in.

“Dumb fucking slut,” he sneered as he shoved her back down and then himself in her throat to finish. Spilling thick ropes of cum directly onto her tongue as she gasped for breath.

He cut the call, pocketed her phone, and took several photos of her ruined, tear-streaked face.

“Now be a good girl and stay quiet on the way out,” he whispered, stroking her cheek.

He then called himself from her phone, shared her location, and slipped back out into the crowd outside, leaving her broken and trembling.

He would find her again. She sighed. At least she didn't have a toxic boyfriend anymore.

Because now, she belonged to him.

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I want cum in my holes so badly 😩

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Hab gehört du brauchst nen harten Schwanz?

Ich hatte keinen mehr seit ich so alt war wie du 😉 Also was denkst du? 😜

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I can't stop thinking about my boyfriend setting me up to get raped. He makes a plan with a handsome stranger, finding a guy who's a foot taller than me and could pick me up easily without breaking a sweat. My boyfriend gives this man the access code to our apartment and cuddles up to me in bed, me completely oblivious to the betrayal that's about to happen.

I fall asleep and the stranger silently enters the house. My boyfriend slips out of bed to pull a chair into the room and watch it play out. I wake up to a rough, calloused hand pinning my wrists to the headboard and ripping the blanket off my body. I yelp in surprise and try to find my bearings as he tears my pajama shorts aside, revealing my slit. My boyfriend told him I always sleep commando..

I'm terrified as the man lines himself up to my hole, my pussy clenching and my body pulling tight with fear. look around and see my boyfriend sitting there, watching. I beg him to get help, pleading with the man not to hurt us. My boyfriend just smiles and rubs his hand against his crotch. I realize he planned this.

The man uses his massive size against me, leveraging himself over me and bending me in half. My legs are pushed up by my head. I make eye contact with my boyfriend, screaming for help. Im begging him to stop it, intervene, do ANYTHING. My voice is feeling hoarse trying to protest and a strangled sob leaves my throat when my boyfriend tells the stranger to rape my cunt.

The man is relentless, it's too big for my hole and it hurts. But somewhere in the back of my mind I can't help but feel so fucking good. "Stop, stop, no fuck, stop" turns into "uh uh unh mnnfuckkkk nooo pleaaaase" the more he pounds me. My little pussy getting wetter and puffier with the abuse.

My boyfriend comes closer to the bed to get a better view. He tells me I'm being so good and how I should be thanking him. Whores love to be raped. He orders the man to make me cum. I start crying even harder from the rough treatment when the man starts rubbing my tdick so hard it burns. I should be dry, I should be only in pain, but i can feel the orgasm winding in me.

My poor pussy is so pink and sore already, it can't take much more of this. My boyfriend tells me it won't stop until I cum on my rapists cock and it's not long until I do. Only it doesn't stop. Ecstasy turns to overstimulation. I'm thrashing and broken moans and sobs fall out of me uncontrollably.

My boyfriend says I'm starting to enjoy this too much. He says he needs to remind me how scared I should be. He tells the stranger to cum inside my little hole. My blood runs cold as I register what he's saying and I scream that he can't. I try to push the man off of me but he's got me like a vice. Tears run down my cheeks more as he keeps my legs up and apart, preventing me from even wiggling let alone escaping.

I'm still so sensitive and feel like I'm breaking, he's going to tear me in half. I feel his cock twitch inside of me and I'm so scared, my pleas turn into babbling. I'm so overstimulated I can't help but clench down on his too big cock, inadvertently milking him harder.

My boyfriend tells the man to cum inside me now, to get me pregnant. I scream for them to stop, he can't. You can't do this to me PLEASE. But the onslaught continues. I realize he's going to make us both cum at once and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm quickly being brought to my peak again when the stranger grunts lowly, like a snarl. He fucks me through his orgasm and the rest of mine. I feel his hot thick cum enter me and get pushed deep into my womb.

My boyfriend smiles and tells me I'm a good boy and I should be glad to get knocked up since I like getting raped so much. I whimper and moan because deep down I know it's true. My consolation is that it's over now, his seed inside me and I've admitted to being a whore.

And then my boyfriend leans in and whispers that it's not over. He paid the man to fuck me as much as he wants for the next 12 hours, whether I'm awake or asleep. Even if I pass out I'll wake up to a cock violating my cunt, fucking me out. I can't even protest, I'm so fucked out already I just moan something that almost sounds like a "NO" but you really can't be sure.

And God his cock is so big, if I look down I can see it stretching me and bulging out of my stomach, grinding my pathetic hole. My boyfriend enjoys a relaxing evening of seeing me get fucked in any position he pleases all night. My cunt loves being raped and my tears prove it.

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Used in Her Sleep (cnc TW)

She didn’t hear me come in. It was planned out a weeks ago, but most likely forgotten by now.

The room was dim, moonlight filtering through the curtains just enough to cast soft shadows. She was sprawled on her stomach, legs slightly parted, ass peeking out from under the thin sheet. Exactly the way I wanted her—unguarded. Oblivious.

I stood at the edge of the bed for a full minute, just watching her breathe. The gentle rise and fall of her back, the way her fingers twitched now and then in her sleep. So sweet. So innocent-looking.

But I knew better.

My hand slid down my pants as I stared. I’d trained her for this. Conditioned her over weeks—sometimes gently, sometimes not. And now… it was time.

I pulled the sheet back slowly. She shivered a little at the cold air. Her thighs, bare and glistening faintly, were parted just enough to tempt me further.

I knelt on the bed behind her, pressing my chest to her back as I kissed the space between her shoulders.

Still no reaction.

So I spit between her cheeks, dragged my thumb down to spread her, and positioned the head of my cock at her tight virgin hole.

I didn’t prep her.

She twitched as I pushed forward, barely breaching her. A soft gasp escaped her lips—still half asleep.

By the time she realized what was happening, I was already halfway in.

“Wha—Daddy?” she mumbled, panic threading her voice.

“Oh, now you wake up?” I growled, one hand gripping her hair, the other pinning her wrists down. “Too fucking late, slut. This ass is mine.”

She started to struggle, gasping from the pressure, but she knew better than to fight hard.

“I didn’t stretch you. Didn’t lube you. You’re going to feel every inch of this.”

I bottomed out with a brutal thrust that made her cry out, back arching.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, soaking the pillow beneath her. Her ass clenched tight around me, trembling violently with each stroke.

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” I hissed. “Good. It’s supposed to.”

I slapped her ass, hard, watching it jiggle around my cock. She whimpered, incoherent.

“Tell me what you are.”

“I’m… I’m your hole, Daddy—your anal whore—”

“That’s right. Just a stupid little cumdump. Say it again.”

She sobbed, “I’m your cumdump!”

I pounded her harder, forcing her face down into the soaked pillow as I used her like a toy. Her screams were raw, her pussy leaking down her thighs as I wrecked her ass without mercy.

“Don’t you fucking cum,” I snarled. “You don’t cum unless I say.”

But her body betrayed her.

She spasmed suddenly—legs kicking, body convulsing—moaning like an animal as she came hard from the overwhelming invasion.

“Oh? You came from getting your ass ruined?” I laughed cruelly. “You filthy little freak.”

I wrapped her ponytail around my fist and yanked her head back, forcing her to look into the mirror across from us.

“Look at yourself. Crying. Drooling. Gaped around my cock. This is who you are now.”

She whimpered, overwhelmed.

And then I came. Deep inside her. Forcing every drop into her abused hole, grinding in until her body went limp beneath me.

I stayed there for a moment, still hard, still buried.

“You’ll sleep with a plug next time,” I whispered, pulling out slowly. “Or I’ll do this again. Rougher.”

Her ass gaped open, cum leaking out in thick trails.

I took a picture. Just one. Proof.

Then I tucked my cock back in, wiped my hand on her thigh, and left her there.

Used. Leaking. Owned.

Exactly how she should be.

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Imagining I’m alone in my room, wrapped in a towel and sitting on my bed after a nice hot shower. Brushing my hair away from my face when out the corner of my eye I think I see a flash by the window. I dismiss it, surely it’s just a car passing by.

I walk over to my dresser, start going through all the toys I have stored, thinking of which one I’ll use tonight. I grab my favorite vibrator and set it by me as I unwrap myself and lay on the bed. I can’t help myself and start gliding my fingers around my clit, thinking of that flash… What if it wasn’t a car passing? What if someone was filming me? Seeing me like this?

My heart starts racing and I can feel myself getting wetter so I quicken my pace. The moans escaping my mouth with excitement, what if there’s someone there? Listening…

I start moaning louder, putting on a show. Hoping whoever might be watching outside the window is enjoying seeing me so vulnerable.

I grab my vibrator and turn it on. I start on the slowest setting, teasing my now soaking wet cunt. Gradually increasing the speed until I’m almost screaming and shaking — not only from the toy but also from the idea someone might’ve gotten a front row seat to my session.

I lay there, exposed, for a while — weak and panting still. When I’ve recovered enough I wrap myself in my towel and go up to the window to close the blinds. Just as I’m about to shut them my eyes widen with surprise.

There you are.

You’re touching yourself. Or, you were until our eyes met. I see your phone in your hand and it’s playing back the scene I had just finished. I almost can’t believe it. Seeing you there, confirming what I had been fantasizing about just moments ago. My mind starts racing…

How long were you there for?

Was this the first time?

What have you seen me do?

And in a split second my thoughts grind to a halt.

I’ve seen you before.

I don’t even remember you. You faded into the background of my every day and I never gave you a passing glance. Yet, here you were. Standing before me, outside my bedroom window, touching yourself. To me.

Before you have a chance to speak or run I open my window and call out to you.

“Please don’t hide. Come in. I…I want you to come inside.”

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Men who fuck their real daughters: I wanna hear from you! Tell me how you fuck/rape your daughters! Asks are open!

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(This is an ageplay story, everyone's an adult. Block my page pls dont report)

You see me after school all by myself at the playground. It's nearly 8 pm, its awfully dark. You ask me why I'm here so late?

I tell you my mom isn't home yet. She went out with some guy and didnt leave a key. That I'm just stuck here. But its okay, I tell you. At least I have a jacket...

You ask me if I'm hungry, and I nod. So you take me home. And you fix me food. You even let me pick what tv show we watch... you're SO nice to me. So nice, that when you put your arm around me, I lean into it. I don't get a lot of hugs, my mom never does this with me, and it just... feels nice to be cared for. Like anyone gives a shit for once.

You rest your other hand on my thigh,  and I let you. I'm old enough, that its not like my friends and I haven't started talking about "it". S•e•x. Old enough that our mothers have told us we need to start watching out for boys, that they only want one thing. We only sort of get what they mean.

But I'm pretty sure she means, moments like this. Right now. With your hands on me, testing, seeing what I'll let you do. I'm just so hungry for attention...

So I let you do it, when you palm my tits through my top. I don't flinch when you kiss my neck; hell, I'm drenched til my panties are slick from all the attention. I've never been touched like this before. The way your breathing has gotten ragged, and heavy... the way you smell... my head is so dizzy by the time you push me back on the couch that... I just let it happen.

I didnt realize my panties were so flimsy. They just came apart in your fists with one brutal tug. The way you look at me frightens me, but I dont pull away. I close my eyes... only for the sensation of you greedily mounting me and bottoming out inside of me making them snap open again brutally, the perfect punctuation to the shriek I emit. Your nails dig into my shoulders, like a lion pinning its prey. As though you still expect me to try to get away from you.

But I don't. I just cling to you, tears tracking down my cheeks. "Look at me, baby," you whisper, your stubble rough against my cheek. "I said LOOK AT ME!"

Your grip on my hair makes me comply, my eyes wide with terror. They meet yours, and you see fear, yes, and sorrow. But you also see that little golden spark: devotion. Twisted affection. And you take full advantage.

"That's it, sweety. I see you giving in. You like this, don't you? It doesn't always have to be so rough", you lie, and of course I believe you. "If you're a good girl, I'll make you feel real nice."

The more I relax, the more my body learns to take you. This funny warm feeling comes over me, causing a tension where I can feel you inside of me. It grows in intensity, making me arch my back and keen like a little animal in heat as I cry out for you, my little cunt gripping you like a vice as I nearly sob from the intensity.

With a groan, your hips stutter, eyes rolling back as you spill into me with a growl. "Good girl", you whisper.

It makes me melt. Time stretches out while you just silently hold me. Your fingers tangled in my hair, your chin resting on my head. I cant help but leave little kisses across your collarbone. "Can I come over tomorrow after school?"

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Pre-transition pic. I was like 19yo there. And very shy 🫣 Would you have raped me?

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Having contradictory kinks is so funny cuz like…

… The idea of a Man softly raping me while He shushes me and me and whispers things like “I know it hurts, sweetheart, but you’ll get used to it” is so hot

But also…

… The idea of a Man shoving me down and telling me to keep crying out in pain because it makes His cock harder and then He just rapes me more violently, is also so hot

And I’m just here and trying to figure out which scenario i like most because both just make me go 🫠🫠

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How about getting fucked by a married man, who tells me how much better my pussy feels than his wife's and who tells me how he likes to fuck his pre teen daughter 🥵

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“You’re an adult. Why wouldn’t you want hair down there? No hair is child like”

Me: “Maybe that’s the fucking point. Maybe I like rubbing my little cunt and it looking and feeling the same way it used to when I was a kid”.

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you barely remember who you used to be. It was so many years ago. On a stormy night, you jumped into My car when I said I was your Uber without checking My name or the plate. It was pouring and you were drunk. Who could blame you?

That was half a world and a lifetime away. you're not even sure what country you're in, but it's not the US. you spent weeks on a container ship and then at least two days by truck. Then I'm some foreign, heavily adorned house, you were sold to the highest bidder with 20 other girls.

The conditioning was brutal but effective. All those "rights" you had? Independence? Dignity? Sense of self? Those things were ruthlessly punished with a whip, or a cane, or a crop. you were regularly starved or dehydrated. Locked in solitary confinement in a dusty, hot, insect-ridden cell. But obedience, submissiveness, sensuality, sexual skills? Those were rewarded. Luxurious bedding, opulent bathrooms, exquisite food, beautiful clothing. They were yours if only you were theirs.

Who could blame you for conforming? you caved so quickly. you're not strong enough for punishment. And horrifically, you found yourself chasing the rewards. On your knees, your strange owners cock in your mouth for the third time today, you performed magnificently. you gave him everything that no boyfriend was every allowed and more, and it pleased you to please him. you even learned to speak his language, though you have no idea what language it is. If Master is happy this is a good life. Good girls deserve a good life.

you barely remember who you used to be. your mind flees from the mere thought instinctively. she probably isn't worth remembering anyway.

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Want a time machine so I can get back in time and be a real slut as a young teen. There were so many opportunities I missed.

Like the black stranger guy my friend introduced me to.

Two stranger guys at a funfair.

Two black guys I ended up alone in the living room that put a porn movie on TV while my friend made out with her boyfriend in another room.

And then the musicians who hit on me.

I could have become such a good slut, and now I'm old and it's too late 😔

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When I was 14, I heard about a secret gig of my fav band and asked in an online forum how to get tickets. One girl replied: "This is easy: you just have to get fucked by their old manager." This was probably a joke and back then I was too shy to consider it, but tbh now I would be like "Ok, and where do I find him?"