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Would loove to be in the London tube at rush hour just being fucked in public against one of the cold tile pillars besides the train

Face smushed into it - top pulled down - tits spilling from the seam and jerking with each merciless thrust as i cry and scream to let me go so that i can just go to work

it's too late now though - with my skirt and tights and almost temptingly slutty panties ripped down the middle to accustom your thick cock between my weeping pussy lips, squelching with each push of your cock that hits my spot and has my body feeling fuzzy despite how i cry for you to stop

nobody intervenes - no - the passerbys on their daily commutes watch and some even let their hands reach beneath their trousers to pet their hardening cocks - or into a pocket to grab their phones out and take a picture or record it

undoubtedly the next day you'll find that video of some slut on the tube getting their pussy brutalised in public at peak times whilst commuters walk by and laugh or give her available tit and grope as they walk past to board their train

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Let’s talk about forced orgasms and wand vibrators

⛓️ tie her up tight and make sure that she can’t move or close her legs. You can try any humiliating poses you like as long as you follow the above rule.

🔐 attach a forced orgasm belt or similar to her waist and thighs and lock it in place.

🪄 attach the vibrator to the belt/straps and position it so that it’s pressed firmly on her clit. Pull her labia to the side if you need to.

It’s very important that she cannot move the vibrator off of her clit - otherwise she controls the orgasms and we don’t want that!

🔥 make sure that you tie the vibrator tight so that if she moves around all it will do is rub across her clit. Make sure that no matter how much she struggles and squirms the vibrator will not move off of her clit.

⏱️ Speed Settings:

Low speed: use this if you want her to leak, dribble and edge but not reach an orgasm. For example if you want to get her wet and desperate whilst you finish your gaming session, you want her ready for when the boys come over later or if she’s on denial and doesn’t deserve to cum.

Medium speed: the standard speed for standard forced orgasms. Use this if you want her to cum over and over again - for a long time.

Fast speed: use this setting for intense orgasms that will leave her clit sensitive and swollen. Best used as a punishment or to make her cum quickly.

You can vary the speeds throughout the session for maximum effect. For example:

• You can tell her not to cum, use the high setting to make her cum and then punish her by using the low setting for the rest of the night.

• You could also start on low setting, put the speed up to medium and then ‘accidentally’ turn off the vibe every time she gets close which will reset the low setting timer.

• You could tie her up in a room full of boys and force her to leak, squirt and orgasm uncontrollably in front of them.

This idea can also apply to locked (in chastity) 🔐 trans girls and cis boys. You can also get attachments to use on their hard little clits if you decide to unlock them.

What are your go to forced orgasm ideas?

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Urgh, you know what I need? I need a man to force his thick hard cock into my pussy in front of a screen and camera. Then gently explain, while I drip pathetically around his cock, that the screen will show me phrases I need to say out loud. If I refuse to say one, or accidentally miss one, the recording of this entire thing will be posted online for everyone to see. Complete with my name and face, of course.

Then he destroys my (embarrassingly wet) cunt as I'm forced to moan the most pathetic porny phrases. And of course, they get longer and more humiliating as it goes...

"My pussy feels so good... She loves sucking on big throbbing dicks..."

"Please defile my womanhood with your delicious sperm. Please please please!"

"My cunt has never felt so amazing.... Being stretched around a thick meaty rod is making me gush so hard."

"I love cock so much. I want to be fucked with cocks forever. I love serving cocks, my only purpose is serving cocks. My pussy drools whenever I think of cocks."

"I love being fucked by men. My cunt always wants more hot man cock to gobble up. I can't help creaming and squirting when I feel cockhead against my cervix. Clenching and cumming on a hard fertile penis feels so good. Thank you penis!"

"Please cum inside of my tight slutty pussy, pretty please. I want nothing more in the world. I'd do anything to feel your semen flood my womb, I'm so needy and desperate. I want your cock-milk swimmers to coat my walls and gang-rape my egg until I'm pregnant. Please I'm begging you, please breed me please."

Etc. etc.

Of course, eventually I cum so hard I can't read or think, and by the time my silly cockdrunk brain processes what happened, it's too late. I missed one.

Now everyone online will get to see me begging and moaning and humiliating myself, and cumming my brains out while doing so...

That thought makes me clench so hard in fear and arousal that I immediately cum again, drooling and twitching in pleasure.

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Fucking them in doggy and trying to keep your rhythm, your hips rolling smoothly and everything, they're moaning all cute but suddenly with your tip exposed you're much more sensitive and you hit. Something inside and something in your brain clicks and your hips stutter and they turn around to ask "daddy are you o-" before you're leaning over and on top of them your hips swinging in full force you can't even moan anymore all your breath has been knocked out of you you're just wildly rutting in while they squeak and squeal for you to slow down so you push their face into the pillow and fuck it's never felt this good and you have the thought. The one thought in your mind that you want to knock them up. You want to, you have to get them pregnant, that's what your cock is for, right? And after a shuddering breath in in between the plap plap plap you manage to stutter out "baby, baby fuck, baby I'm gonna get you pregnant, you're gonna be pregnant okay, take it, just take it, take my baby okay? Just take it"

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imagine being forced to fuck yourself on a knotted toy thats suctioned to a window behind you.

you're tied and cuffed and gagged. The only movement you can manage is to push yourself back on the extra large silicone wolf dick inside of you.

It's early. Not many people are up, but soon, the sidewalks outside your window will be bustling, and they'll have the perfect view of your cunt, stretching obscenely around the knot as you fuck yourself.

don't worry though, your captor (and new owner) says they'll let you go if you put on a good enough show. maybe if you stick out your tongue and cum your little puppy brains out while you fuck your cunt open, they'll let you go before anyone realizes what a slutty pussy you're hiding between your legs

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God imagine if aphrodisiac creams/oils actually worked. Like if I’m too bratty or im annoying you to too much you’d tying me down with my legs spread out and I’d have to watch in horror as you pull out the big jar of aphrodisiac oil. You’d spread a heafy amount on my pussy, making sure to rub it in my clit, and step back as you watch it do its magic. I’d turn into a moaning, writhing mess as I try to buck my hips for any sort of relief. And you’d just watch, maybe take a few pictures to show me later with how huge of a slut I am. Then you’d leave me there for hours, making sure to reapply the oils every now and again <3

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I have the strangest infatuation with those nerdy virgins in english class that would always have some sort of annoying pretentious commentary on the novel.

The kinda guy to hide under his cum stained covers at night and jerk off to hentai, whimpering and shaking because his pathetic crotch is soo sensitive.

He’s smart and sweet but his social awkwardness and gifted kid complex makes him come off as a bit of an asshole, not in an intimidating way but more in a loner who thinks he’s “edgy” way

Says he’s straight but he’s too desperate and foggy brained from horniness that he wouldn’t even think of denying a chance with a guy

Gives me crazy gender envy and also want to date them……. Who tryna go loser4loser

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thinking abt being an innocent person. going to the doctor w the complaint that it “burns down there, it’s warm and wet,” but I’m just aroused and can’t figure it out. n the doctor knows this but makes me undress and starts touching me. rubbing me. and I’m whining bc I’ve never been touched before and they just tell me to be quiet and hold still - this is all normal. and I climax with a bit-back scream and they wipe me up and snap their gloves off and tell me I should be all good now.

At least until the next time.

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Please consider your divorced dad who never makes time to see you, total deadbeat, finally agrees to spend a weekend with you. You're so excited to get some quality time with your dad but when you get to his studio apartment it smells like stale beer and cigarettes. There's a mattress on the floor, and a couch in front of a TV where your dad's been getting drunk. The way he's looking at you is starting to make you self conscious, and you wish you'd worn longer shorts. He drinks and drinks while you awkwardly make conversation and watch tv, getting sloppy and building up his courage until finally he grabs you from behind and bends you over the arm of his ratty sofa. You struggle and you protest while your daddy pulls your pants down around your ankles, pins you against the couch while he fumbles at his belt. He misses your cunt on the first few clumsy thrusts of his thick cock, once pushing painfully hard at your asshole. Then he finds your entrance and slips inside with a satisfied groan. You start to cry, ask him why he's doing this. He puts a hand on each of your asscheeks and bottoms out with a grunt. Your dad slurs his words when he tells you that he needs this. He can't remember the last time he got laid and you're the one who demanded to come here. Didn't you owe him? The rhythmic slap of your dad's balls against your tcock is starting to feel really good. You can't speak, only sigh out little ah ah ah's while your daddy pounds a shameful orgasm out of you. He hunches over, starts grunting in your ear my- boy- my- boy- cum around your daddy's cock. Feeling you clench around him, knowing that he's the first to try out the boy he raised, sends your daddy over the edge. He planned on pulling out but when he feels you around him he knows he has to breed you deep and full. After a frantic final push, his hips stutter and stop buried balls deep. With each pump of cum he twitches inside you. You keep hoping he's finished, and then there's more. Finally he stops, panting, and catches his breath, cock going soft inside you, hairy belly resting on your back. It feels like an eternity before the heavy man lifts himself off of you and you scramble free. Your dad yawns, then makes his way to the mattress and passes out. You sit for a moment, dazed, then sheepishly climb into bed with your dad. It was so good to see him again.

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When it’s been months of holding eye contact at the breakfast table and making “joking” obscene noises into my voice chat when I know he can hear and barging into his room while he’s trying to mix beats so I can roll on his bed and desecrate the neat sheets and lay myself out like an entree while he pointedly doesn’t take his eyes off the monitor screen.

I say something about his ex girlfriend the cheerleader and he tells me to shut the fuck up. I tell him it’s been a month and he needs to get over it and find some other girl to creampie in mom and dad’s room while they’re away. He has no dignified answer for me. So I keep talking. She was a mid pull anyway. She’s not friends with any of the other girls on the team. She’s a loser. He can do better. He rips his headphones off and moves across the room to grab me and throw me out. I do my fake girly moan when he puts his hands on me and he drops me on the ground immediately.

When he’s at band practice I have his whole room to myself. I open the cigarette packet on his desk and lick all his remaining Lucky Strikes. I open his closet and smell all the shirts, the last note of that gourmand cologne, a smell you could swallow whole. I grab his pillow and bundle it in my lap when I boot the PC up. I know his password. I asked him and he told me. The trick is to do it in the morning after he’s been out late, when his brain is still glazed over and he’ll agree with anything I want in that sleepy, scratched-up early voice of his as long as I leave him to stay in bed for longer.

There’s nothing new in his search history. That’s the problem. No entries from last night. But I saw him, typing away, headphones on, through the door when I passed in the hallway. Whatever was there, he’s cleared it. He’s fastidious.

The gig is on Sunday. I know my gimmick. I already have the materials. I hid the sparkly pom-poms in my duffel bag, beside the shin guards and deodorant. My friends are in on it, because we’re all immature and think faggotry is hilarious. I lock my door to try it on and look at myself in the mirror the night before. I turn. The size is wrong, because the skirt covers 1/16th of my ass.

Sunday night. He nearly doesn’t see me because he’s doing his shoegaze thing, fuzzing his guitar signal with the array of pedals at his feet. When he looks up I give him a little spin. My friends roar in laughter, cheer and point me out like he isn’t already staring, eyes blown wide behind those black-rimmed glasses. I spell out the name of his band with my arms, beaming in the cheer uniform that usually isn’t so slutty, but is on me, hugging tight over my arms and chest. Oh, I love the look on his face. I know it well. He’s pissed and trying his absolute best not to show it.

I’m posing for a photo after the show when he appears behind me, guitar on his back. He has his amp in one hand. He moves it to his left and grabs me by the back of my shirt to haul me away. The flash of the cameras keeps going. I throw my friends a last sign of the horns before I’m dragged to the parking lot and thrown into the passenger seat of his car. The cheerleader top has ripped a bit at the back where he grabbed me. I am going to be in trouble with the girl who lent it to me.

“Not in the backseat?” I ask, trying to sound more mocking than disappointed. He says nothing. Just drives in silence. I’m starting to second guess myself when I think back to the old links he didn’t clear before I could get to them. I’m already in a miniskirt with my cheeks on the leather seat - I might as well full send it. “Come on. Pull over. You know you want to. You’re a dirty freak, I’ve seen your search history. You can act as cool as you want, but just look at me and I know your pervert cock will twitch in your pants.”

He keeps his eyes on the road. I change my tack. “Please? I’m your baby brother and you love me. If you don’t pull over and fuck me in the backseat, I’m going to cry.”

We’re almost home. “Nobody has to know,” I say. “It’ll be our secret. Dad’s out of town so you can be my daddy.”

In the driveway, he gets out before me and slams the door. When I stay in the seat, he comes around to the window and glares at me. I think I’m out of luck at this point. I’ve let my hopes overtake me. Weeks of masturbating in his underwear have made me need more, made me audacious.

“You’re stupid as fuck,” he finally says. It’s the first thing he’s said to me today. “Being friends with those guys. Do they know, huh? You grew a goatee and your voice dropped and now you think you’re invincible? You know what guys like that will do to you when they find out you have a cunt they can fuck?”

Before I can answer he tears the door of the car open and yanks me out. I’m scrambling through my answers. “What if I want it? What if I want them to find out so I can take all of their dicks one by one?”

His hand moves to my hair and he pulls me by it, through the front door, up the stairs. “I’ll tell on you. I swear to God. If you let any of them put their hands on you I’ll tell mom and she’ll know how much of a filthy slut you are.”

The door he pushes us through isn’t his bedroom. The quilt is floral. The headboard of the king sized bed is dark wood. “Any time you want dick,” he pants, and I see the perfectly-minted composure of his begin to drop away, “you come straight to me.”

He’s above me on our parents’ bed, unbuckling his belt. “I can’t be doing this,” he says, his voice strained.

“So stop,” I tell him.

He’s already a mess of precum; I’ve been slick wet ever since I put the skirt on. “We can’t,” he repeats, in a voice that tells me that’s just why he needs to.

Our parents’ wedding photo is framed above the bed. He sinks the tip into me. The photo watches as we turn into a mess of moaning and moving, the cheerleader’s skirt pushed up, my big brother’s cock sliding in and out of me.

By now I know what gets him off. “Ah-ah-ah—,” then, between moans, the most innocent voice I can do. “You have to stop, what if—what if mom and dad—aahh, ah, oh, fuck!”

I know I’ve caught him when he slams a long thrust and then tries to jerk his hips back. I’m too fast. I wrap my legs around his torso and grind up, locking him in place even as he tries to pull away, but can’t, until he’s coming with a long tangle of cries, hips fucking into me inadvertently, filling me with ropes of wrong, sweet cum.

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Girls when theyre half alive uninspired cunts so they cant even get aroused to detrans content and thus will never attain any sort of profit from their misery

Girls when it was over before it ever really began

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Girls when it was over before it ever really began