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[lilkitten-98]

Thinking about the pretty noises you would make with your legs up over my shoulders, being pushed back towards your head. I'll have you wearing some nipple clamps with a chain attached, and have that chain tied to your ankles so that every time you squirm, kick, resist in any way, I'll get to hear more of those beautiful sounds as your poor sensitive nipples get even more torture.

Maybe I should have your hands tied behind your back as well...I should have the rope looped around your neck so that the more you move and try to escape, the harder you choke yourself.

But then, how do I make sure you're trying to escape those restraints, moving as much as possible so I get the satisfaction of listening to your moans and squeals, seeing your face change colors, watching the desperation in your eyes change to pleasure before glassing over for me? By fucking you nice and slow, teasing your clit with my thumb while my other hand traces a knife tip over your exposed skin. Putting just enough pressure on the blade that you get pretty little lines following it's path, making you flinch away constantly into the ropes. Eventually my thumb will be replaced by a vibrator on your swollen clit, and my slow pace will speed up as your juices form a puddle under your ass. I'll keep count of your orgasms by carving little tally marks into your thigh, then licking the blade clean. Maybe once the vibe gets you so sensitive that you're crying, I'll take that opportunity to rail that tight ass of yours and give you a new sensation.

I do hope you're conscious enough to tell me where you want me to finish, at least the time I cum. I plan on going at you for a few rounds like this, so I'm sure after a little bit I'll just have to make the decision for you. Oh, and don't worry, I made sure to set up the camera to record everything. I want you to watch it back when you wake up so you can see what an adorable little fuckdoll you are for me, my little princess.

Send a DM if this makes you squirm and squeeze your thighs together, or an ask if you're too scared. Let me know if this makes you feel a certain way and what I can do to make that feeling better

[lilkitten-98]

🤔

[lilkitten-98]

Need

I want to take a pretty girl camping so I can shove her to the forest floor and breed her tight cunt where no one can hear her scream

[lilkitten-98]

Getting her really fucking crossfaded so I can spend hours abusing and overstimulating her barely conscious body forcing her to cum over and over again on my fat cock as soon as I shove it in her

[lilkitten-98]

This could be us

[lilkitten-98]

Take me out and get me so drunk I can't drive, I'm slurring my words and stumbling. I start getting handsy and flirty with everyone at the bar and you feel a pang of jealousy. I don't belong to you, but you wish I did, and the idea of me flirting with someone else makes you want to bend me over a barstool and claim me. You start trying to corral me out of the bar, telling me it's time to take me home, and I argue, saying I'm not done yet. I'm drunk enough that I won't remember most of this, so you come closer to me and growl in my ear "if you don't come willingly, I'll drag you out of here over my shoulder kicking and screaming with your little cunt on display under that short dress. If you think I don't know you're not wearing panties, you're wrong." I immediately moan a little and then look a bit embarrassed, I can't tell how loud I was but people are looking. I allow you to take me home without a fight. The whole drive I won't stop talking and moving around, playing with the radio, touching buttons, leaning over you while you drive, spreading my legs open to get "comfy". I take my bra off from under my dress at a stop light, my tits popping out briefly and the car next to us getting a show before I giggle and put them away.

You know I won't remember anything, so you squeeze the top of my thigh hard. "if you don't stop squirming I'm going to give you something to squirm about. Stop distracting me." I gasp and giggle and decide to start pointedly messing with you, but as "innocently" as I can. I lean over you and graze your cock with my hand as I reach for something on the other side of your lap. I close my legs to feel your hand still gripping my thigh better and just barely rub your knuckles against my clit through my dress. "That's it," you say. I giggle again, getting ready to be even more annoying, when suddenly you shove three fingers deep inside me hard and fast. I'm suddenly moaning and writhing, tongue out, hands on my tits. "that's right you stupid little whore. Cum on my fingers. That's a good girl. Wanna know the best part about tonight? I'm going to rape you full of my cum whether you want it or not. And by tomorrow, you won't remember any of this happened."

[lilkitten-98]

Using each of your sensitive spots as a checklist for the day.

Each time I finish something I need to do, I put something on you. Writing little things like:

"Little whore"

"Master's favorite"

For big tasks, putting in toys and taking a minute to listen to your pathetic moans. Fingering your little hole or turning the vibe to max while you beg me to stop.

"Come on darling. You think I wouldn't use you in any way I could?"

[lilkitten-98]

Really into the idea of being pimped out. Someone I barely know invites me to a party he promises will be busy. He says there's gonna be a ton of people there.

When I get there, I find him, and I say hi. He shoots a look to a couple of his friends, and I'm grabbed, stripped, and blindfolded, all while screaming for them to stop. The ropes bite into my ankles as my legs are forced apart.

I hear another voice, and I silently thank my rescuer. But my blood turns cold when I feel a finger probing my entrance. Slowly, someone fucks me with their fingers until they decide they're done, and I breathe a sigh of relief when they pull away.

They're quickly replaced by a massive cock. The voice is different, so I know this is a new person. I scream and cry as they slam deep into my little body. As they fuck me, I feel a different hand groping my chest aggressively. The guy who invited me leans down and whispers in my ear.

"There's almost 100 guys at this party. And you're going to fuck every single one. And by the end, you'll like it."

[lilkitten-98]

Imagine a world where girls are just free use sluts. It's illegal for them to wear a lot of clothing, and when men see them, they're allowed to do whatever they want.

I step outside in a tiny skirt and a crop top, both with nothing underneath. As I walk to the bus station, some guy grabs my tits and tells me how pretty I am.

I get on the bus, and I see you and some other guys staring at me. You come up and slide a toy into my cunt, whispering that you want to play with me all day. I moan and say "yes, daddy."

One of the others puts an air tag in my bag, so you can all find me later.

Throughout the day, I get rubbed and touched and groped, and the toy in my pussy makes me cum so many times. No one takes it out because they know it belongs to someone. I belong to someone.

At the end of the day, you and your friends find me again, and you drag me into an alley where you take turns using my holes and I walk away full of cum, with a promise that you'll do it again.

[lilkitten-98]

You know what fucked up fantasy I have?

I want to be a slave camgirl. I'm tied down to a chair with a toy inside me, one of the remote control ones. Maybe somehow there's a couple. People can pay a little bit of money to have control of the toy to rape me with it. The chat is full of men (and women) telling my owner how sexy I am.

The toy flares to life, and I beg for it to stop, but it doesn't. I squirm, pushing against my restraints. I can see the chat from where I'm sitting.

"Such a good girl," "wow what a pretty pussy," "you like that slut?," "god look how wet she is," "what a pathetic whore!"

Maybe eventually, I realize how good it feels, and I start begging for it, which turns into hours and hours of me getting fucked by a toy, moaning a whimpering for all the viewers to hear.

[lilkitten-98]

Why is this not a thing ?!

thinking about an escape room but the twist is that if you don't get out in time, you're used by the entire staff until they're satisfied.

you know what you're getting into, of course. you sign the forms saying that the facility can't be held liable for any damages that happen to you. afterwards, you're stripped down and restrained. cuffs around your wrists behind your back as you're bent over a table, chains holding your ankles together. a collar is attached to your neck, connected in two places. one, to hold you still on the table. and the other connected to the ceiling with a lot of slack. you seem to be in a dungeon, iron bars blocking the unlocked exit.

you're left alone and the timer is placed immediately in front of you, counting down, minute by minute. right where you can see it. the restraints are firm and secure, but they each have their give, their weaknesses. the chains on your feet can be undone by looping it around the corner of the table and pulling at it at just the right angle. then you have to move your cuffed wrists behind your back and under your legs so you can use them.

the part of the collar connecting you to the table is dealt with by simply unhooking it, meaning you're able to stand up and move around the room. there's a box with a pile of keys for you to sort through. one of them must open the cuffs. one of them must unlock the bars. you sort through them in a hurry, adrenaline making your cuffed hands shake as you try each and every one of them, adding them gradually to the discard pile. once your hands are free, you fiddle with your collar. it doesn't seem to have any give. but while doing this, you see that on the other side of the iron bars is a bolt cutter, exactly what you need.

you're invigorated, trying all the keys on the bars as the minutes count down. your time is scarce, it's moving far more quickly than you're able to take into account. until finally, the lock clicks. the metal gate swings open and you can see the bolt cutter on the floor right in front of you.

except when you walk forward, the collar around your neck tugs you back. the tool is just out of reach. you can't get enough slack to pick it up. you try desperately, every option you can think of, to stretch your body out and try and kick the bolt cutter closer to you, desperately now as you see you only have three minutes remaining, then two, then one and a half.

until you finally remember the chains on your feet. you hurry back to the table, reaching under it to grab the chains and looking at the time left on the timer. 50 seconds. you hurry back to the iron bars, throwing the chains, trying to lasso the bolt cutter to finally get it in your grasp. and with 20 seconds remaining, the tool hooks onto the end of the shackles on the chains, and you desperately try reeling it in. 15 seconds, and you're pulling it closer, so very carefully. until finally, you reach down and wrap your hands around the tool and that's when your heart sinks.

it wasn't a bolt cutter. it was a toy. lightweight and useless, like something that would go in a child's tool set. and you realise: you were never meant to escape this. you never even had a chance. you had willingly walked into a trap.

your time is up and an alarm sounds, the lighting in the room turning red. the staff walk through the door, heading straight for you, cocks and straps and toys in hand, grins of delight on their faces.

they push you back onto the table and use you exactly how they want to, each and every one of them noticing how soaked you've gotten just from being in the escape room and playing this game, mocking you for what a slut you are as they take you without any preamble.

they use all your holes simultaneously, manhandling you into whatever positions they want. bending you over, taking you from behind. seeing how much can fit into you at once. slapping you about, spitting on you, spanking and whipping, passing you from one to another. never a moment for you to rest or recover before you're impaled on another cock.

all while their mocking voices taunt you.

this is what you were asking for when you came here. this is exactly what you were hoping for. to be used relentlessly. you never wanted to escape anyway, no matter what you'd say. you needed to be used like this. only sluts ever enter these escape rooms, and so you would be treated as what you were. willing holes for them.

once they've all had their turn, they take the toy bolt cutter and shove it into your used hole, fucking you with it slowly. it's too big and uncomfortable, but you stretch around it so easily after all that use. your arousal making it easy. you keep crying out, and they keep laughing. this was the thing you thought would set you free. this was your salvation for twenty minutes or so, all you cared to get. and now they were filling you with it. and worse than that, they were making sure you enjoyed it.

they bring you to an intense orgasm with the very thing you thought would save you. your mind is foggy and you can't think of much aside from the feeling of the toy inside you. you're burning with embarassment.

you came so close to escaping. you were so resourceful and clever about it all. but now you were nothing but holes for them to use until they decided they were done. all that intelligence you used to try and get out would leak out with your arousal as they continued to whore you out. your brain would never work the same once they were done with you. once they had reduced you to something so pathetic.

they aren't done using you. they won't be for a while. and you don't know if you ever want to be done serving them. this is where thinking got you, and now you were being put in your place.

[lilkitten-98]

If you decide to ever think that you're not being punished immediately that youre gonna be alright, think again.

When we're alone, youll be tied up on my lap while I play with your little holes.

Youve been a bad fucking whore all day but I couldn't punish you. You thought you were sly and that I was letting you get away with it too.

But your teased turned into pathetic little whimpers when we finally were alone and I threw you to the floor.

Now youre on my lap, tied up with toys on your sensitive parts. My phone is in front of you with a spin the wheel app on it with a bunch of different punishments.

"Let's see what you get for your 5th punishment. This one was for shaking your little ass at me in the store"

The wheel spins and spins before slowing down. You know what it's gonna land on as you squirm harder.

All toys on max settings for 5 minutes

As you feel the toys flip, you start doing everything you can to hold it together as you arch your back, shake violently but I hold you down in place.

"Shhhh. Stop fighting"

As the 5 minutes end, youre left shaking and panting like a dog. Your hair gets pulled back as youre forced to watch the wheel spin again. This time for saying

"What are you gonna do about it?~"

Blindfold and gag

You struggle and try to fight back but a quick slap puts you in your place. Now blindfolded, gagged and tied up all in my laps, every touch feels super sensitive.

You hear the wheel spin but can't read it anymore. You feel the toy in your little hole suddenly start moving in and out of you sending you into a panic yet you get held down from every movement you make.

So, be a good whore. Or don't. I don't care either way ❤️

[lilkitten-98]

On your knees now.

Did you really think you could get away with being a little brat?

I gave you all day to confess and you didn't, so this is your punishment.

I'm going to put this toy in you and youre going to sit there and think about what you did wrong.

Youre sorry? You had all day to say that and now you're saying that after you're starting to get punished.

Yes, it vibrates. Get over it

Be a good little pet and take your punishment properly.

Go ahead and squeeze your little hole against the toy. Does it feel like a lot? Too bad

Oh youre gonna cum? Like I care. Cum all you want

Youre not done until youre a fucking mess.

[lilkitten-98]

It’s so fun to figure out a sub like a science experiment. Pressing my fingers against the entrance of their holes and teasing them.

“Who’s a needy desperate pet hmm?”

“What is it that you want, darling”

Or perhaps they need to be treated a little rougher.

“Tell me how much you need me in you, whore”

“God you’re so fucking pathetic. I’m barely touching you and you’re acting like this”

Pressing all their little buttons on call or text.

“Yes, baby? Whats wrong?”

"Do you like that, honey?"

"My poor baby"

It's especially cute if they're a bad liar

"N-No, not at all"

"N-Nothings wrong at all"

Oh, to bully the shit out of subs more :)

[lilkitten-98]

C/W: Intox, Rape

[My friends and I started a new Palworld playthrough together so I SPEEDRAN THIS SHIT to join them. Reads kinda clunkily but I’ve been trying to get something (writer’s… hurdle? Not a block, just a weird style change) out of my system recently so don’t expect too much from the next few posts.]

She’s sitting. I’m standing. “Look at me,” I say, tipping a glass of whiskey between her lips. She grimaces and begins to cough. I lean down, my lips against her ears, my hand patting her back as I whisper, “Sweetie, you can do it. Drink it up for me.”

My hand returns to her chin. “Look at me while you drink.” She keeps her eyes focused on mine. I can see disgust at the foul taste, but she’s obedient. She drinks. “Good girl,” I say, “That’s such a good girl for drinking up.” She’s flushed, the alcohol or the nerves or both getting to her. I sit down and place a firm hand on her knee. I bring another shot glass to her lips.

“Drink,” I say. She gives me a look but she does it, her pretty eyes never leaving mine. “That’s a good fucking girl,” I say, leaning into her. Her pupils are dilated. Pretty. 

The hand on her knee wanders up her soft thighs and my lips find themselves drawn to hers. She can’t resist me now. She can’t stop me. I push in for a kiss, forceful, savage as I vie for her breath. She won’t breathe unless I let her. My fingers are rubbing against her. Being ordered around must have turned her on because she’s wet. She’s so fucking wet and that makes me so fucking hard. 

“It’s okay,” I say, a dangerous grin playing across my face. “You’re safe with me, aren’t you? Yeahh, you are. That’s such a good girl. Do you like my fingers playing with your pussy?” She groans and grinds against my hand, almost subconsciously while we make out. My hand is on her chin again, but the only fluids going down her are my spit and saliva, not alcohol.

My cock’s straining uncomfortably in my pants but tonight’s about her. About fucking up her pretty little body. My thumb finds her clit and she jerks against me. I push my tongue deeper inside her. I can feel it. Her weak hands are on my body. The pulse in her neck. She’s so… small right now. Small in ways that transcend her body. Her life, her body is all mine for the taking. All mine to look after.

She’s on the couch now. My cock’s pressed up against her hot, slick pussy. She needs it. She needs my cock inside her. Sharp teeth on her neck. My hands fish my cock out and I’m inside her. She’s so fucking hot right now. She’s so drunk but I’ll look after her. Always. I slide into her, my louder grunts overshadowing her faint, light moans. “Look at me, baby. Look at me. I’m fucking you right now. You’re so fucking drunk and I’m pounding into you and using you.”

The truth is I’m jerking off inside her.

I’m masturbating inside my little intoxicated fuckdoll and the thought’s too much for me. My fingers return to her clit. “God, that’s a nasty little slut. Even when you’re drunk you’re ugh—FUCK, you’re trying to get me off.” I can feel her hands wrap around me. Right now she can hardly recognise me. I’m just a cock breaking in her fragile, weak body.

It’s too much. “FUCK, fuck, fuck, fuck, I—” I grunt loudly as I pour my seed into her. This is for her. She deserves my fucking protection. My seed buried inside her weak holes. This is what she deserves, my pretty little pet. My gorgeous little drunk cum dumpster.

[lilkitten-98]

👌

I want to be forced to get super high before being taken out in public, wearing a short, tight dress. He pushes an edible between my lips before we go into the dark bar. He sits next to me at the table so his friends can sit across from us. Periodically he'll slip his fingers between my thighs and tease my already dripping wet slit, while his friend talks to me about something I can't quite grasp. His friend will make a joke about what a braindead little slut I am, and they'll all laugh, while my man says they haven't seen anything yet and slides two fingers inside of me without warning. I can't help but moan at the feeling, and the conversation shifts to all three men quietly degrading me in the back corner of this dark bar while I try not to be too loud. One of his friends pushes my legs apart with his knees under the table, keeping them spread wide. The waitress comes by and brings us shots that I don't remember anyone ordering, and all four are held up to my mouth to drink, those two fingers still slowly sliding in and out of me, making me unable to focus on anything but being the good little fucked up whore I am. He asks if his friends want to give me a try, everyone should feel how tight my wet little hole is at least once. "Come sit over here, princess," one of them says, pulling his chair out and patting his lap. I can see his bulge through his pants and as I get up to stumble over, he pulls his cock out for me to sit on. He covers my mouth as he slides deep inside me, bouncing just slightly to keep me overstimulated. He can feel my little cunt tighten and twitch around his size, and says to me "aww, is the little whore going to cum already? If you cum now, the three of us are going to take that as a sign to use your worthless holes all night, is that what you want you little cumdumpster?" He thrusts a little harder and I can't help but cum all over his big cock, flushing scarlet red but so high all I can feel is the pleasure.

"well boys, you know what that means."