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Hey buddy, how was scho- aw son, what's wrong? Rough day? I'm sorry baby. Do you need special time with dad? Yeah, thought you might. Here lemme help you out of your shorts. C'mon champ, left leg, right leg, there we go... climb onto my lap. Careful, careful, don't slip. Just like that, nuzzle in close. Hide your face in papa's neck shoulder. Don't sink down too fast! You know you aren't big enough to take it like that, ease yourself down. Don't hide your sounds kiddo, dad has you. Fuck- sorry, know you don't like when I swear, your little cunt is just so tight. That's it baby, that's it, bounce on it like I bounce you on my knee. Let it out son, let it all out, you're safe with dad

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Literally thinking so much about being a conquered Prince who's guards are forced to rape him by the king who now owns him. Begging the king not to take me so instead he makes my guards do it. Or I beg for him not to kill my guards and he says he'll spare only the ones willing to rape me, so I have to beg them to fuck me so I don't loose the men who have watched over and cared for me my whole life. Or Or Or. Maybe he has magic and can control them to fuck me since I loathe him so much but they don't want 2 break me. The posibilities.....

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public glory hole punishment. naughty boy is gagged and chained, his pussy available to the public through the hole. he’s speared and fucked by everyone until his pussy is a swollen, gaping, dripping mess. even after he stops squirting and coming, they fuck his cunnie like a fleshlight, for the public’s pleasure. this goes on for a couple weeks until he’s been properly punished, understanding his pussy is the most important part of him, and that it belongs to everyone else and not him. eventually they start punishing him every time he comes too, training him with small shocks. he stops coming and is only allowed release by squirting once a week. he’s just a soft hot cocksleeve for the public now, to be fucked and filled, a tight little glory hole. he’s allowed no pleasure except being stretched and fucked wide open. he’s a sight to see in the center of town.

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Bad Babysitter

"Why is the house so loud, it's 2am," I say angrily as I lift my covers and walk to the living room to see what is happening. When I turn the corner, I see my babysitter and her friend touching each other on the couch to a very loud porn video playing on the tv. I stand there silently and watch. My private parts start to tingle, I've never felt this happen before, I think to myself. I continue watching as my babysitter takes off her friend's shirt and starts touching and kissing her boobs. My eyes flicker back and forth between my babysitter kissing her friend and the video playing behind them. I subconsciously start to rub my fingers against the little cotton panties covering my aching privates. I watch my babysitter take her friend's panties off and lower herself between her legs.

I know I shouldn't be watching this; I'm too young to think about this stuff, but in that moment all I wanted was for my babysitter to touch me like that. "Uhh Uhh Mmmmm," I accidentally moan, loudly enough for them to hear. I stop rubbing and cover my mouth trying to get away before they see me, but I'm too late, they heard me and are looking at my red embarrassed face with sly smiles on their faces. "Awwww, did Kiddo like the show," my babysitter coos, "you should come join us! We'd love to teach you about your little body." I hesitate, I know I shouldn't let them touch me, it's wrong, and I'm too little to have these feelings of want for my babysitter. Regardless of what I think, my little body needs to feel my babysitter's touch. I walk over to the couch and they position me between them. "Why don't you take off your pretty little nightgown, Princess," the friend says while rubbing her hands over my body.

I slowly remove my pink princess nightgown and cross my arms over my chest to hide myself. "Oh now don't get all shy on us now Little One," my babysitter says, "Let's move your arms down and spread these pretty legs of yours. Mmmm yes, just like that good girl." Her friend rubs my privates through my panties as my babysitter plays with my little boobies. "You are just the cutest little toy, Kiddo. You're so wet from watching us play, but if we're gonna play with you we need to get you even wetter." The friend gets up and grabs something out of her bag. It looks like one of my magic wand toys, but she presses a button and the whole thing starts vibrating. "What does that do," I ask as my babysitter positions me between her legs. "That is a vibrator, Kiddo, she is gonna take your panties off and put it on the most sensitive part of your privates while I play with your cute little boobies. We are gonna make you feel so good. Just watch the video on the tv, and let us take care of you."

I lean back into my babysitter's arms and her friend gently removes my panties. She spreads my legs and I shudder at the vibrating sensation between my legs. Before I know it, I feel a new sensation building in my tummy. "She's close, I can see her little pussy clenching like she's a needy slut." I can barely process her words. What does she mean I'm close, close to what? "Oh is the little baby ready to cum," my babysitter coos as she pinches my sensitive nipples. "Cum for us, Kiddo. Big girls cum when they're told and I know you want to be a big girl right?" I nod, unable to get the words out in time as I feel a rush of excitement course through my body. I throw my head back onto my babysitter's shoulder and buck my hips wildly. Something warm squirts out of my privates and I let out a loud high-pitched moan. "She's a little squirter isn't she," my babysitter says while groping my exhausted body, "we're gonna have lots of fun with her all night, for sure." All night I think to myself as I watch them take the rest of their clothes off, what did I get myself into.

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I had a dream the other night that I was at a frat party. I was the DD, so I was only drinking water, but I was having fun dancing and grinding. When I went to get more water, someone grabbed my hand and led me towards a bedroom. He was hot, so I followed. When we got there, we started making out, but before we got too far, I could hear my friends looking for me. It was time to go. He didn't want to me go yet, couldn't I see how hard I made him? He grabbed me when I tried to leave. He had handcuffs in his drawers and tape on his nightstand. It didn't take him long to have me gagged with my arms behind my back, despite my struggles. He threw me on the bed. He told me he would go tell my friends I had left already, to get rid of them. "Don't go anywhere, I won't be long." As he left, something caught his eye. The bed post. The corners of the bed post were topped with round bulbs, just bigger than a golf ball. His smile told me he had a plan that I wouldn't like. He reached under my short skirt and effortlessly ripped my panties off. Then, he lifted me up, one arm under each leg, and I felt the tip of the post at my entrance. I struggled, but he was so much bigger than me. It hurt when he started to lower me down. I was dry and unprepared. I felt the bulb pop in and he lowered me down, until I was standing on my tip toes. The post was so deep, I knew i wouldn't be able to get off of it by myself, there was no escaping. He smiled and winked, promising to come back soon and use me for all I was worth. Unfortunately I woke up before he came back, but I keep thinking about that dream.

God that dream had me soaked.

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Get some rest, your holes have earned it. You'll be receiving your slave tattoos and piercings first thing in the morning.

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Would love for this to happen to me.

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“Mommy, I—” Your voice hitched, a pathetic little whimper escaping your lips as you shifted your weight, your thighs trembling against the arm of the sofa. The fabric rubbed against your sensitive pussy, the friction maddening, and you could feel yourself getting wetter, needier, with every desperate little grind.

“Go on, sweetheart,” Mommy’s voice was soft, soothing, but there was a sharp edge to it, a knowingness that made your cheeks burn hotter. “We’re watching. You’re doing so well.”

You bit your lip, trying to stifle the sounds building in your throat, but it was impossible. Your hips moved on their own, chasing that elusive feeling, that release you’d only just started to understand. Your fingers dug into the sofa cushions, and you could hear Daddy’s low chuckle from across the room.

“She’s getting close,” he said, his voice rough, almost hungry. “Look at her, squirming like a little rabbit.”

Your breath caught, and your hips stuttered. You wanted to stop—this was embarrassing, shameful—but you couldn’t. The tingling in your pussy was too much, too insistent. You needed something more, anything more, but you didn’t know how to ask for it.

“Please,” You whimpered, your voice barely a whisper. “I—I can’t—”

Mommy’s chair creaked as she stood, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor as she approached. You could feel her hand on your back, warm and steady, and you froze, your breath hitching.

“It’s okay, baby,” she murmured, her lips brushing against your ear. “You don’t have to do it alone.”

You turned your head, your eyes wide, and she smiled, her fingers trailing down your spine. “Daddy’s going to help you now. Be a good girl for us, okay?”

You nodded, your throat too tight to speak, and Mommy stepped back, her gaze flicking to Daddy. He was already on his feet, his eyes dark as he strode toward you. You could see the bulge in his pants, and your stomach twisted, a strange mix of fear and excitement flooding your veins.

“Up,” he commanded, his voice low and firm, and you scrambled to obey, your legs shaky as you stood.

Mommy stepped forward again, her arms wrapping around you from behind, her body pressing against yours. “Shh,” she whispered, her breath warm against your neck. “Just let Daddy take care of you.”

Your heart pounded as Daddy knelt in front of you, his hands sliding up your thighs, pushing your dress up to your waist. His fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties, and you whimpered, your hands gripping Mommy’s arms.

“Be a good girl,” Mommy said again, her voice firm this time, and you nodded, your breath coming in short, shallow gasps as Daddy pulled your panties down your legs.

“She’s so wet,” Daddy muttered, his fingers brushing against your pussy, and you shivered, your knees buckling.

Mommy held you up, her arms tight around your waist, as Daddy’s fingers found your clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles. Your breath hitched, and your head fell back against Mommy’s shoulder, a soft moan escaping your lips.

“That’s it,” Daddy murmured, his voice rough. “Let us hear you.”

You couldn’t stop the sounds that poured out of you, little whimpers and gasps as Daddy’s fingers worked you, his other hand gripping your thigh to keep you still. Your hips twitched, trying to chase the feeling, but Mommy held you firmly in place.

“She’s ready,” Daddy said, his voice barely above a whisper, and you heard the rustle of fabric as he undid his pants.

Your heart raced, your stomach twisting with anticipation and fear as Daddy stood, his hard cock brushing against your thigh.

“Please,” you whispered, your voice trembling. “I—I don’t want to play this game anymore.”

Mommy’s arms tightened around you, her lips brushing against your ear. “It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. Daddy’s going to make you feel so good.”

You shook your head, tears welling up in your eyes as Daddy lined himself up with your pussy, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance.

“Shh,” Mommy soothed, her hand stroking your hair as Daddy pushed in slowly, the stretch burning, aching, and you cried out, your nails digging into Mommy’s arms.

“It hurts,” you sobbed, your body trembling as Daddy’s cock sank deeper, filling you in a way that felt wrong, too much, but Mommy held you, her lips against your temple.

“I know, baby,” she whispered. “But it’s going to feel good soon, I promise.”

Her hand slid down your body, her fingers finding your nipple, and you gasped, the pain mingling with something else, something warm and electric that made your hips twitch.

Daddy groaned, his hands gripping your hips as he started to move, his cock sliding in and out of you in slow, deliberate thrusts. The pain was still there, sharp and aching, but it was fading, replaced by a growing heat that made your breath quicken.

“That’s it,” Mommy murmured, her fingers rolling your nipple, her other hand stroking your stomach. “You’re doing so well.”

Your moans grew louder, your body trembling as Daddy’s thrusts picked up speed, his cock hitting a spot inside you that made your toes curl. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming, and you could feel something building, something intense and terrifying and beautiful.

“Oh god,” Daddy growled, his hands tightening on your hips as he fucked you harder, the bed shaking beneath you.

Mommy’s lips brushed against your ear, her voice soft but firm. “You asked how babies are made, sweetheart.”

Your mind was foggy, your thoughts scattered, but you nodded weakly, your body writhing between them.

“Daddy’s showing you how babies are made,” Mommy continued, her voice dripping with a strange kind of pride. “How we made you.”

Daddy’s thrusts became erratic, his breathing harsh as he buried himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he came, filling you with his warmth. The sensation sent you over the edge, your body convulsing as your own orgasm ripped through you, waves of pleasure crashing over you until you were limp, your head resting against Mommy’s shoulder.

“Hopefully her body accepts your seed,” Mommy said, her voice distant as Daddy slowly pulled out of you, his cum dripping down your thighs. “And soon, I’ll have a grandchild.”

Daddy chuckled, his hands stroking your thighs as Mommy reached for a pillow, propping it under your hips to keep Daddy’s cum inside you.

“Let’s hope so,” he said, his voice rough with satisfaction. “But if not, I’ll just have to fuck her every day until she’s pregnant.”

Mommy smiled, her lips brushing against your cheek as your eyes fluttered closed, exhaustion pulling me under. “Sounds like a plan.”

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I fantasize about having a daughter, to molest and train into my sex doll. A daughter who I'll grope and touch, telling her it's normal for her daddy to do so as it's a sign that I love her more than anyone. When we sit together, I'd touch her thighs, rub them lovingly and have her lean into my chest as I whisper how much I love her. She'd squirm feeling my touches are wrong, but doesn't complain knowing I love her.

Every time I pass her in the house, I'd give her sweet ass a slap and praise her for having an ass thicker than her mom's. I'd grope her, soon to be, mommy milkers when we shower together for special occasions. Telling her those tits are the most wonderful in the world and how fitting they belong in the grip of my hands, her sweet moans enticing me as she tries to stop me. I'd give her sweet kisses on the lip as reward for anything she does that makes me proud.

Then, the day comes. . . I rape her. Return home angry, but not really, only to make up something and use it as an excuse as to why I raped her. I'd drag her into my room and tear off her clothes, slapping her as she cries out and fights me. I'd force kiss her, embracing her forcefully and hump her a bit, let her feel my bulging cock. Make sure she understands Daddy's cock is finally going to enter her sopping wet pussy. Her sobbing turning me on as her strength weakens and finally accepts her fate, letting me go down and eat her out, her crying "Why Daddy?! WHY?!" I'd be stroking my cock, prepping it for my daughter's precious cunt.

Once I'm done with the foreplay, I pin her down and growl at how much her sexy body has pushed me to do this. Placing my hands on her tits, I grip hard and shove my cock inside! Thrusting with reckless abandonment until I cum over and over inside her throughout the night. The next morning, we'd wake up and I'll be holding her, rubbing her head and whispering my apologies. She'll accept as we slowly begin making love. She understands now, that she is my wife and my sex doll. My babygirl who was always meant to be mine.

That’s really hot! Hope you don’t mind me sharing.

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