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Guys im thinking about boot humping again. I wanna hump a boot so bad. I want my partner to play with my hair while they coo about how cute I am. Im not allowed to cum or touch myself but i can hump their leather boot with my boxers on and i just...stay there. While they work from home. While they game or watch TV. I sit on their boot, hug their leg, and hump their boot till my boxers are soaked and they are laughing at my desperation.

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pondering diminishing returns in the little mercies you grant a captive, pushing them to please you more and more every day. when it starts, you seem almost reasonable -- all they need to earn a meal and a shirt to cover up is to stop spitting and struggling like a wild animal and just ask. eye contact gets them a softer hand on their face, calm breaths and silence when you speak to them merits unbound hands and a bed. acknowledgement of your orders and a smile or two, and they'll have full run of their room, even a door that actually closes. you're not a monster; you're kind, really. who could fault you for expecting more? a conversation for a glass of water, a kiss for a shirt to cover up. your generosity is entirely proportionate to what they're willing to give, of course -- why should a brief peck merit anything warmer than something wispy and lacelike? shouldn't they have to work for it? lord knows you do. they don't know how hard it is for you, keeping them up to standards, beating bruises into their pretty sides when they fail you, holding what they need just out of reach; but you do it out of love. you know they can be better for you. a willingly bared neck, a forced moan when your fingers curl between your legs. it's maybe enough to deserve a blanket. a mouth offered to you, soft and warm, teeth tamed, hands grabbing at your thighs to mimic want. an hour of light in their room, if you remember. you can make them beg like this, force their lips to seek you out when they think they might be given something, shape sweet words in their mouth when they think it might make you more gentle with them. eventually, you won't even need to make them tell you that they love you -- they'll offer it to you stilted and strange, let it fall out of their mouth like a question, watch you pleadingly to see if it might earn them a new comfort. maybe it will some day, if they can learn to say it like they mean it.

oh, i knew you were writing something filthy but I didn’t expect it to have me hard so fast, ugh 🖤 for better or worse, you’re on my wavelength. those thoughts are my favorite parts, it’s so darling to me.~ its just like you say, im not a tyrant; I can understand that such a drastic change in environment is hard to adjust to. no animal likes finding itself in an unfamiliar place, but just like an animal, comfort in their new home can be trained into them with diligence and proper attitude adjustment. deprivation serves better than anything else for that; for them to understand the depth of my love, they have to feel what it is to go without it. and after they’ve spent a night or two alone to cool down, we can start like a clean slate; not truly clean yet, but we can pretend until it’s true.

it might not be easy to listen at first. when we finish a session and they’re catching their breath under their new blanket, i hope it isn’t easy. i hope that they think of how they asked for it each time they feel it warm them. the sounds my fingers pulled from them, wrapped up and conflicted in my arms. warm and wet and comfortable how they shouldnt be. they might break under the pressure, but whatever pieces are left will work so pretty to please, shaking under my hands with unfamiliar words of want on their lips, playing their part better and better as they lose track of whatever they used to be in the blinding light of being mine

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everyone talks about sadists getting turned on by hurting you but I would rather them be amused by it, that it's something funny to them, like kids ripping off the arms of a bug to see how it struggles. they're detached, clinical, observing. everytime they hurt you, hit you, beat you, they laugh when you struggle. "wow, you really didn't like that one," they say, smiling. they do it again and again and again.

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shh…don’t struggle. and don’t make a sound. you wanna know why? i’m going to take off your blindfold now and show you.

he smiled, beatific. in one hand was a dog bowl. in the other was a gun. he advanced towards me slowly, setting the bowl down on the floor next to me. i tried to scramble away, but before I could, the gun was pressed under my chin.

let me explain to you your new life, pet. he clicked the safety off. if you don’t like it, let me know! i’ll dump your body in a ditch somewhere and find a much more willing victim. see, I care about your consent. do you appreciate that? he dug the barrel into my flesh. a tear slipped out, and i nodded, trying to hold back the crying.

he held a glass of water out to me. drink up. you must be thirsty after all those drugs i pumped into you. i reached for the water, he laughed, and upended the glass into the dog bowl. silly mutt. he ruffled my hair affectionately. we’ll make sure you learn your place soon. i glared up at him, only to feel the cold weight of the gun pressed onto the top of my head, forcing my mouth down into the bowl. only, once i had swallowed a mouthful, shame burning like a brand, he didn’t let me up, instead, he grabbed the back of my head and pressed it fully into the bowl. submerging me. drowning me. i flailed underneath him for what must have been a minute, lungs screaming for air. and then, mercifully, he pulled my pathetic, sobbing form out of the water.

good boy. who’s ready to behave now? i’ll give you a tour of your new home, but you have to crawl.

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I know you don't like taking your medicine, puppy. The tiny white pills that make you so docile and has your memory foggy the next morning. You're always a little sore in strange places. And sticky. And I know you're pinning those strange dreams you're having on them too. But I think that's more a case of your overactive imagination.

But whether you take them or not isn't your decision to make. You're my dumb little mutt to take care of and I know what's best for you. You're sick, and we need to make you better.

Now, are you going to be a good pet and stick your tongue out for the pills? Or do I have to trick you into it, by concealing it in your favourite treat like a real animal?

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concept

I push a fleshlight into one of your pretty holes, then lube it up and fuck it while you whine about how mean I am.  You can feel the silicone get wider as I push my cock into it, but not get the satisfaction of being fucked.  What’s the matter? You said you wanted to be used like a toy, remember? 

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dick from a girl thats trying to chew through her muzzle to get at your neck

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I have been thinking about being forced to indulge someone else's kinks. Hold me down and make me take your cock between my soles. It would not do anything for me. I would just feel violated. But you get to come all over my feet.

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no idea what the word "perv" means but from context clues i'm gleaning that it's a nickname for a cherished and true friend who can be trusted with your drink

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Is it really rape if you aren't a person?

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My "don't cum inside, take it out" take is the top actually laughing and saying "if you don't want me to cum in so bad then fucking wriggle away, go on push me, beat me, struggle to take me out of you" just to enjoy the bottom squirming in desperation trying to get away from them just to filled to the brim with cum

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pease love n respect but i need to be fucked in a chokehold

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Cw: cock shaming, pupplay, objectification, light impact, despite cock shaming theres no detrans/ misgendering- promise!

Commission for @imrightherebaby

They held a wooden ruler upright against their partner's tcock and chuckled. Their puppy whined, feeling the plastic of the marker rubbing against the sensitive tip of his tdick as his dom marked where his "cock" measured.

"3 centimeters isnt a cock pretty boy."

He huffed, "yes it is!"

They started rubbing his tdick, enjoying seeing all that defensiveness melt away while their pup got wetter and wetter. "Fine, if 3 centimeters really is a cock, then you wont mind if i only fuck you with that much right?"

The rubbing stopped. He saw his partner grab his favorite dildo from the nightstand. They held it up for him to watch as he marked it against the ruler. "All of our toys, fingers, anything that fucks you tonight, are gonna be the same size as your little clit." They showed him the dildo with a line around the 3cm mark and frowned condescendingly, "Oh puppy, that doesn't even get you past the tip."

His heart was racing, his eyes were wide and pleading, and his owner was holding his cheek with their free hand. "Open" he obeyed, opening his mouth, and his owner gently placed the very tip of the dildo on his tongue. "Suck." He closed his lips around the toy and tried to fuck his mouth the way he liked but his partner wrapped their fingers around the mark. "No puppy, you only get as much as you have." He whined and started bobbing his head, trying to make the little bit of cock he was permitted hit his throat. "Awww does it feel good to make out with that plastic?"

They started gently teasing his hole with their fingers, lightly pressing and rubbing, laughing softly at how wet their boy was. They took the dildo out of his mouth and placed it right against his entrance. "You want me to fuck you darling?" He nodded and whimpered, trying not to buck his hips. He felt the cock barely push in, then stop. He whined loudly, then started pouting. "Aw poor puppy, you really cant complain though. Youre being filled with cock just how you want, right?"

They kept fucking the 3cm of tip into his hole, more accurately against his hole, it wasn't even enough to breach his cunt. He was so frustrated and desperate he started begging like a puppy for more, sticking his tongue out, whimpering, grinding his hips and giving his owner big eyes. They reached forward and pinched his tcock. "See you understand now dont you? This pathetic little thing isnt a cock. Cocks are for fucking needy sluts like you." They grabbed his hand and pulled it to their tdick. "Feel this? Even if you were bigger you still wouldn't have a cock. My cock is only a tiny bit bigger than your clit, but you drool and whine and beg for it. Thats why your owner has a cock and you just have a cute little toy to be played with."

The desperation was too much, he had to give in. "Yes Sir, my tdick can never be a cock. My clit only exists to be used. Its just a toy for you. Please give me your real cock, please i promise I'll be good."

They smiled and stood up, sliding their strap harness on and fastening the dildo in place. "I really hate to rub it in pup, but now that youve accepted your place i think you need a little punishment to remember." Still standing over him, they pulled out the ruler again. They gently slid it across his bush before delivering a small spank. "Hold yourself open for me" he obeyed and allowed his clit to be hit roughly by the ruler. His tcock was twitching and stinging by the end of it, and he was dripping wet. "Thats a good boy." They pushed his hand out of the way, lowering themselves between his legs on their knees. "Ready to feel a real cock darling?" He nodded enthusiastically, looked up with desperate eyes, and started humping the air in anticipation. "Needy little fucktoy" they sunk down to him and pushed inside, he was so wet they filled him all the way to the base in one smooth stroke, his whole body shook, his eyes squeezed closed, his stomach tightened and legs fell limp, it all felt so good he instinctively started rubbing his tdick. "Whats that youre doing puppy?" He looked down at his cunt being pounded while he desperately circled his tcock. "Im, im playing with my useless little clit Sir, please let me use it to come, i promise ill never call it a cock again."

"Thats my good boy. Go ahead handsome, come all full of cock like I know you need."

He was vaguely aware of his owner removing their strap and coming to sit right next to him. Petting him gently behind the ears, massaging his scalp. When his head was done spinning his dom gently grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face to their lap. Their puppy sloppily lapped at their cock, sucking and kissing and licking, then drinking up all the cum that flooded his mouth as they came. "Such a good puppy, my beautiful boy, I love your cock so much darling."

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i can't drink so i'm gonna have you on your knees while i pour shot after shot down your throat and shove my tongue in your mouth afterwards to get a taste of what i'm missing

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getting fucked by your buddies in the trunk of a station wagon on a night drive through the desert, high to the point that you can't form a complete sentence and pinned uncomfortably in the cramped space while your friends fuck you raw, punctuating their sexual aggression with a neverending stream of verbal beratement. this goes on for hours - when you're yanked up by your sweat- and filth-soaked hair to give the driver and passengers a good look, you catch a glimpse of the sprawling darkness outside. it looks no different than it did an hour ago, or two hours, or three. you feel like you're in purgatory.

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the thought of gagging on someone’s cock as a form of worship. having your face fucked like you’re an offering to a god. letting them hold you down and cum down your throat as reward for your devotion