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Big brother who goes to his room and hits his punching bag when he’s mad but it’s actually me with my hands tied together and suspended from his ceiling :3

Big brother who covers my tummy in bruises until he feels better, who has one of his shirts tied in my mouth so I’m not too loud. Big brother who gets praised all the time for handling his anger so well and having a healthy outlet bc nobody knows his punching bag is actually his sweet, clumsy little brother who’s always covered in bruises from falling and bumping into stuff ^.^

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Once again I need to be trapped in a straightjacket with my legs tied spread open, a vibrator on my dick and a dildo down my throat, locked in those white padded rooms with cameras and perverted doctors watching me and masturbating to my sight.

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someone telling me “ you know i would never hurt you , right ? “ while i’m crying and shaking after they’ve aggressively violated me ,,

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“they were mine first!” no, they weren’t. they were always mine. you were just a distraction. they didn’t know any better when you were around. you’ve never been more than a fleeting thing to them. and to think that you ever meant something? that’s unfortunate.

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“they’re manipulating you!” blah blah blah. whatever. and i’m helping them. if they wanna manipulate me, then let them. they’re only doing it to make me better. they just want to help me, and you are getting in the way of that.

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i need to cum in a tboy raw :(

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needtoberapedneedtoberapedneedtoberapedneedtoberaped…

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RAPEMERAPEMERAPEMERAPEMERAPEMERAPEME PLS SOMEONE JUST GRAB ME OFF THE STREET WHEN IM IN A SLUTTTY OUTFIT, DRAG ME INTO SOME RANDOM ASSS ALLYWAY AND R@PE ME JUST PLSSSS

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Mortician Necrophile x His Mortuary Assistant that he grooms into being a necrophile + pressures into fucking corpses with him.

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Would love to be a cumdump for a doggy, knot pushing into me , cum spilling out of me maybe have a big brother rubbing my cunt at the same time

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boys who don’t go on birth control because you told them it’ll feminize their body. boys who believe you when you say that T is effective birth control on its own. boys who trust you to cum inside them, boys who think it’s safe, who crave the feeling of it more than anything. boys who trust your affirmations that they can’t be pregnant, even as their belly gets bigger and heavier. boys whose bodies betray them <3

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imagine somebody wants a brainwashed hypnopet. they choose an unknowing subject they like and place an order. the subject wakes up slightly disoriented with a headache and fuzzy memories of some kind of medical office, bright lights, surgeons. they brush the memories off as a half-remembered dream, the lost time as forgetfulness and oversleeping, and try to go on with their life. but that little pet chip in their brain is already doing its job, beginning to break their will and rewarding them with pleasure for every ounce of brain functioning they lose.

at first it's not hard to ignore. very brief moments of forgetfulness as the chip lowers their brain functioning followed by odd twinges of pleasure rewarding their increasing stupidity. but as time goes on, it should be easy to notice the changes — a drive to obey any commands they get, lowering intelligence, increasing neediness, all with the chip automating pleasure as a reward — but they're rapidly getting too stupid to notice. and it's feeling too good for them to care even if they could. they start getting items in the mail: nipple clamps and a collar. they put them on, feeling a little strange at first. but it's too good to stop and they leave them on all the time.

they're almost totally broken, a drooling empty mess nearly all of the time. finally, the chip destroys their last little bit of free will, leaving them unable to speak outside of whimpers, unable to remember their own name, constantly on the edge. it's not a person anymore. it's been completely erased and reprogrammed. its owner arrives and picks it up for its new life of constant submission, obedience, emptiness, and pleasure. <3

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What about… a gross, pervy old man not as your father, but grandfather? He takes full advantage of seeming like a sweet, absent-minded, frail old man, but you know better — not that it helps, mind you. He insists on hugging you every time he sees you, and of course you will. Your parents insist, you can’t just hurt his feelings by saying “no”, can you? They don’t even notice that his old, knobby and veiny hands slide down and cop a feel of your ass. Or, if they do, they make excuses for him: “Oh, it must have been an accident.”

You know better.

Sometimes, the old bastard even asks for a cheek kiss, and then, he turns his head just so your lips brush together. Sometimes, his tongue swipes out, brushing against the seam of your mouth, forcing you to taste coffee and unwashed teeth and age. Then, he will look at you as if he hadn’t just kissed his grandchild, and chuckles with an infuriatingly innocent look on his face.

“Whoops, what are you doing, sweetpea?”

He calls you by the name of your late grandmother, sometimes. You’d think that’d alert people of how inappropriate he is, but it doesn’t — they think it’s cute. Heartbreakingly so. “Awwww, he still misses her so much!” Your own parents let him use that as an excuse for him leering at you, or openly flirting with you. “He’s old, he’s just confused, his mind isn’t working how it used to.”

Your visits make him so, so happy, though, so of course you must come along, every. Single. Time. It’s good for him!

He has sent you dick pics. Him, an old man, your own grandfather. He always pretends it’s an accident. Or he plays completely oblivious. “Aw shucks, I must’ve pocket-called you, sweetpea…” There have been so many pictures by now, and you have stopped trying to tell your parents about them. You have seen it from every angle, by now. Grey hair covering his sagging balls and his lower stomach, and his cock hanging heavily between his legs. Few pronounced veins, especially on the right side, bulging even through the wrinkled foreskin. Even when it’s unerect, you know it’s big. He’d be so big—

You hate that by now, whenever you think of cock, the first one that pops to mind is your grandfather’s.

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Concept of a concept time

Today I bring you kidnapper Ghost with erectile dysfunction who just can’t get it up, but fear not — you won’t be empty. He has fingers and by god, do you sound pretty when he stretches you out.

Kidnapper!Ghost who has been eyeing you for a long time and now you aren’t going anywhere. And maybe the fact that he can’t really fuck you should have brought relief, but the man has big hands with long fingers.

He doesn’t need to take breaks, he doesn’t need to get a minute since well…he isn’t coming in you, his hunger runs deeper than getting a boner and blowing his load, love.

Kidnapper!Ghost who keeps you stuffed whenever he’s in the house, no need for you to use those pretty legs of yours. Just lay back and enjoy the ride, he can’t have love of his life go to bed without wrenching couple orgasms.

And while he is at it, how do you feel about him stretching out your ass as well, hm? Trick question, love, trick question.

After all he didn’t buy all this oil based lube for nothing, didn’t he?

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i want a partner that’s like an animal. humping me and trying to breed me constantly like a dog—even at an inopportune moment, like when i’m sleeping, or washing the dishes. i want to tell them, “sweet thing, not now,” and be ignored. i want them to apologize for being a slave to their instincts—they can’t think straight, can’t think of anything else but knocking me up. i want a partner that is pathologically obsessed with getting their cum in me as frequently as possible.

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you’re evil

I said sukuna talks you into fucking, but it's really a silent thing.

He's grinding his cock against your panties for a long time before he changes anything, precum drenching your panties. He waits until you're breathing harder, until you're getting needy. That's when he pulls aside the fabric ever so slowly, waiting for you to object.

but all you say is "not inside."

so he runs his cock through your folds and his fist, dragging it up and down, gathering your wetness on the crown. he's sure to stimulate your clit, to rub it just enough that you're getting whiny and cock hungry. That's when his touching gets lower, get he starts pressing up against you harder-

The first time his cockhead pops inside, you gasp. sukuna pulls out and promises it was an accident.

You gasp the second time it happens too.

the third time, you close your eyes and press your lips into a line, biting back your pleasure. He waits there, for you to scold him again, but it doesn't come.

he's patient though. he knows how to play this game. He pulls out again and starts a rhythm. Every two rubs against your clit, he slides just the tip of his cock inside you, just enough to get you comfortable. he gives you some little, shallow thrusts. it's a test, to see if you're ready.

when you are, there's a final pop in. His cock slides in, ever so slowly, until half of his cock is fit inside.

"good girl," he says. "listen to your pussy. listen to what she wants. lemme give her what she needs."

then he fucks you how he always planned to. deep and raw

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If you fall asleep first during the sleepover you will wake up to all of your friends "inspecting" you. Touching you all over, sliding their fingers inside and out, pinching and pulling sensitive areas like the nips, french kissing (both) your wet lips, taking pictures and removing more clothes from you with each set of pics, taking turns rubbing their tips against your entrance and finishing all over your glistening entrance, and finally just fucking you raw one after another once the room's sufficiently hot enough and smells of girl musk and shaft.

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I keep fantasizing about being taken care of by a cool (predatory) dad…

Dad who buys you all of the video games and snacks you could want

Dad who buys you weed and lets you smoke it at home

Dad who never neglects to tell you how much he loves you

Dad who feels you up when you smoke a little too much…

Dad who tells you it’s normal for father/son bonding to be so intimate

Dad who has you bounce on his lap or bury your face in his crotch when he’s watching TV

Dad who fucks you with a beer bottle when he’s drunk…