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Are you blushing, puppy? All because I called you a good toy? My good toy. You’re just a pretty fleshlight, barely have enough brains to be embarrassed. You like it when I pick you up and use your holes like a real toy? My hands tight around your waist, fucking you back and forth on my cock? Use your words, puppy. Good toy, thats it. Fuuck, sweet thing, you feel so incredible. Tightest little toy, oh my god, you were made to please me.

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Ooh hey those are my… whatcha doin with… mmmmph

Might make another poll tonight ;)

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I need someone to just treat me like a dog. Not even in like a sexual way, just treat me like a dog. Give me pre portioned food in a bowl, give me daily walks and playtime, sneak me a little bit of your meal under the table when no one else is looking, give me pets and call me a good boy for Christ's sake. I will roll over and beg for your attention, and bare my teeth at anyone who isn’t you and protect the space we’ve made for ourselves. Like please please please please

Is this a symptom of mentally ill tboy?

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My version of being a supportive boyfriend of her writing career. Letting her tie my wrists and ankles together, plug my ass with a tail, put me in a muzzle and ears, only to leave me under her desk to whimper and drool on her heels as she reaches her word count for the day. Whimpering and squirming towards her legs every now and then to give her the inspiration and motivation to finish. Feeling the sting of her stiletto press into my back and thighs. Letting her relax her brain after a strenuous work day as she drags me over to the couch to rest with hot needy breaths between her legs. Letting her undo the muzzle and immediately pouncing onto her cunt with my tongue as she pulls my hair like reins to guide me to her relief.

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Fuck need to grope and grind my cock against a sleeping bunny so bad. Just need to grip soft hips and sneak my hands under their sweatshirt to squeeze at their bunny tits while I bury my whimpers and pants into their back. Unable to help the way my grip gets rougher once they're letting out little whines of their own

Hurried half moaned out whispers of "shhh it's okay bun, it's alright, I've got you, I'm here I'll take care of you. Just let me keep going, you know I need it baby please, I promise I'll be gentle" as they begin to stir awake at the feeling of my hands messily undressing them. Leaky throbbing cock already kissing and rubbing between their folds, my hands making their way towards their pretty little clit

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Needy clingy puppy that's just obsessed with bunny cunt <3

Snuggling the top of Its head into Its bun's warm plush tummy, slowly pulling down the pretty bun's comfy jammies and undies

Telling Its bun to just concentrate on their game as It starts to kiss Its way down Its precious bunny's soft mound, before lapping and moaning praise at Its beloved pretty bun. Kissing and taking Its time with their pretty little clit, swirling their bunny slick and Its puppy spit round bun's warm little entrance

Losing Itself in the softness and heat between Its love's pretty thighs, as bunny's breath hitches while playing. Bun and pup lost in soft evening bliss until puppy bounces up spits bunny slick into Its love's mouth in a messy kiss attack <3

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Finally I can make use of my restless leg syndrome

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fuck, yeah, let me help you lay down. you’ve been drinking water, right? yeah? good. easy, slow steps, let me get you to the bed. there you go. you sure you’re okay? yeah i can stay with you. what? no, i don’t mind. just sleep it off a little and then we can get back to the party.

hey, it’s been a bit, you ready to go back downstairs? damn are you still asleep? you better be breathing—oh thank god. shit. you’re warm. even through your dress you’re burning up. what if i just—

oh fuck, you’re soaked. your panties are so fucking wet. jesus, what am i doing. this is so fucking wrong. god.

fuck, okay, ill just jack off. then ill feel better. i can taste you on my other hand, and its making me so fucking hard. but maybe if i just squeeze your thighs together i can—fuck, oh shit, that’s so hot. my cock is sliding against your cunt and tenting your dress. christ. im close. maybe just the tip, just so i can finish.

oh my god, you’re so fucking tight. I’m throbbing inside you, shit. I can’t believe im fucking you right now. oh my god oh my god, i need to—i can’t stop—

ill just keep your dress pulled down. it doesn’t feel so bad when i cant see myself raping you. it looks fine. it’s fine. your cunt is squeezing me—goddammit I should have looked for a condom—ill just pull out. fuck just a little longer. you feel like fucking heaven.

shit too close—okay let me pull your dress up, just cum on your stomach and wipe it off—

fuck. my cock looks so fucking good inside you. i don’t mean to cum inside you, but i do, hips stuttering, hips slamming forward—oh god I’m sorry I’m so so sorry

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we all talk so much about getting subs high, but what about getting your dom high?

seeing their pupils dilate, watching them get bolder in their attempts the more stoned they get. their touch getting rougher, their kisses turning biting, their hands getting bolder. a hand on your knee at the start of the joint ends with their fingers dancing across your clit as their other keeps the dying j between their lips, and you’re squirming and whimpering but they’re not going to stop, they’ve only just started, and- yeah, pack them another, pet, you do such a good job of it. good dog.

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licking the tears off his face while teasing his cock, and denying his orgasm for another hour. “i know, baby boy… i know you’re desperate to cum, but wait another hour, will you? mommy is having so much fun! you look so pretty when you cry for me!”

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thinking about the way that the "if they are going to be disgusted by you, be disgusting" post has breached containment and is being reblogged by people who don't know it originated in forcemasc. there's actually so many people who are seen as disgusting by the world for who they are and we should have solidarity with each other. as a disabled person, i can feel the power of that sentiment even outside of my transness. it's your life! go be disgusting ! you do not have a duty to please by conforming, let them step back in revulsion, you didn't want them near you anyway.

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Telling you "Just let me know if it's too much and I'll stop, okay?" And then when you're sobbing "stopstopstop please it hurts get off" they just slap you harder and say "dogs don't speak" and grind their hips into you again, deeper

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Some pretty work I did on @wardenofteeth. Took it so well for his first proper beating

It/she/he for dom, he/him for sub

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The bathroom is stereotypical to every movie you’ve seen like this. There’s a stall with no door and a broken urinal outside it. Graffiti covers the walls and the light flickers. You usually wouldn’t be in a place like this, but after you came out to your friend about being a boy he insisted you come with.

You’re currently pressed against the wall while he’s on his knees, cigarette hanging from his lips while rushes to undo your jeans.

“What…what if someone sees? They’ll see I’m not a real boy and I don’t belong here and-“ your stammering is interrupted by him smacking the inside of your thigh, glaring up at you.

“They’ll see you getting your fucking cock sucked and high-five you. Shut the fuck up with that real boy shit. You have a cock okay? You just don’t know how to fucking use it yet, but relax. That’s what I’m here for.” He tugs yours jeans down, staring at the wet mess of curls infront of him.

“But what if-“ interrupted again by him reaching up and shoving his cigarette between your lips.

“There, now we both have a fag in our mouth. Shut up and enjoy.”

You lean your head back, inhaling the smoke into your lungs. It tastes like his mouth, smells like him. And when his mouth is on you, wrapping his lips around you and running his tongue over that sensitive bundle of nerves, it feels like he’s kissing you. He’s too good at this and it isn’t long before your fingers are in his hair, hips jutting forward and fucking his mouth like a dog in rut. Not heat, rut.

“Mmmm atta boy!” He praises against you, muffling the sound and sending vibration right into your core.

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Need to explore a shy nervous skittery bunny so badly, just melt it down into a babbling little mess with loving patience. I don't want to ruin it, even if my maw aches to bite and make bleed. I just want to go slow and explore and learn what my precious bun likes~

Fluffy cotton tail twitching with each gentle stroke along their velvety bunny ears. Taking my time, taking it slow and gentle and sweet, cooing soft praises and thank yous each time they whine out a "stop" or "wait" with a thump of their foot.

Remind them how good they're being, how I'm so lucky to be able to have them like this with slow kisses all the way down to the neckline of their sweater as they catch their breath. My own bunny to play with, my own little love to cuddle and explore and adore, as I'm allowed to go on, tracing every curve and dip of their hips and hands and chest to memory

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fat girl in a tight tank top with her tummy showing and boobs spilling out. you agree. reblog.

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being a brat does sound sooo fun but unfortunately i was cursed with Good Puppy syndrome and i have to do whatever you say