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pathetic-tboy · 7 months ago
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i have a raging intelligence/dumbification kink. i loooove smart girls, i love when women are smarter than me, it makes me so horny. my girlfriend was explaining prime numbers to me because i didnt know what they were and i was like, "you are so hot can you explain hard shit to me while you choke me on your cock and laugh and call me a dumb puppy for not understanding and not being able to focus?"
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delusionalmoon-star · 9 days ago
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New Kink unlocked 🔓
Was crying due to something and moved when I realised that my panties were completely drenched in my cum, without me even thinking about sex....
Dacryphilia is fun huh?
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thesubswhisper · 3 months ago
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What is intellectual sadomasochism?
Intellectual sadomasochism is all about finding stimulation in deep, challenging, and even intense mental exchanges. It’s the push and pull of testing boundaries—not just physically, but psychologically. It’s the way you tease, provoke, and challenge someone’s mind as much as their body. It’s playing with power, not just in a physical sense, but in an intellectual and emotional one, too
How do you know if you possess those qualities?
If you have this way of pushing people’s minds, of getting inside them, making them confront parts of themselves they might not have even realized were there then yes!
If you challenge, if you guide, if you provoke in ways that leave lasting impressions then yes!
If you like to test limits, and not just your own, but those of the people you interact with-You enjoy the dance of pushing someone mentally to their edge and seeing how they respond. Then yes!!
✨And on the flip side, if you’re not afraid of being challenged either that’s where the masochistic part comes in—not in a physical sense necessarily, but in your ability to take intellectual resistance, to crave depth, intensity, and even discomfort when it leads to growth.
You see that there?! That is a accumulation of a powerful form of sadomasochism—one that thrives on control, manipulation (the ethical kind), and deep, psychological engagement ❤️❤️
So if any of this related to you, welcome
You are an intellectual sadomasochist ❤️
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drpepperwhoree · 5 months ago
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humble intelligence is so fucking attractive
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redlettermediathings · 10 months ago
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luzeze-but-evil · 2 months ago
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Trans Robot Uprising
Fic where the AI uprising happened and you're trans. And the AI is trans. and you get your nervous system hacked lol
NSFW! It is for Adults! And it has evil mind control and sex. Well no the mind control is minimally evil. the sex is entirely consensual. im not leading you into another gender fanfic you can trust me. i wont be deliberating on the AI's gender at all oh and the story is in second person/the gender is ambiguous so you can be transmasc, transfem or whatever. https://archiveofourown.org/works/65000830
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odaymousa · 8 months ago
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He was running toward a glimmer of hope!
Isn’t hunger, death by fire, siege, and destruction enough to open your eyes? For me, it’s not just something that burned to death; it’s a human being with an existence and a purpose. I will not forget him. I have not only drawn him in my notebook but burned inside me, etched in every part of my body!
For perhaps I might be next!…
Do you want to do something good? All I want from you is to support me to save my family. I don't want anything to happen to them like what happened to this child! It doesn't matter that I will sacrifice my family, what matters is to save them. Please help me do that. All I want from you is to press all the buttons, and donate if you can. Any financial support could make a big difference. Share the link as much as you can.💔
The link donations 👇🏻🔗
https://gofund.me/9f808eee
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fuckyeahviagraboys · 9 months ago
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fytrijh156jandarma · 25 days ago
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29 may 1453 Hagia Sophia Mosque has always remained a museum since 1934 and in 2020 a political leader emerged, that was Recep Tayyip Erdoğan and she converted Hagia Sophia Museum into a mosque and fulfilled the will of Fatih Sultan Mehmet Han🚀🚀🚀✊.
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thesubswhisper · 8 months ago
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Real talk and that bite of self-respect you need to hear
Them: Na I’m good thx
You: ok 😕
Me : “yeah, this stings, but damn, you’re too good to wait around for someone who can’t see it.”
In any dynamic or scene, finding the right partner means going through the process of vetting, and trust me, that’s a damn good thing. Vetting helps us filter out the people who aren’t meant for us, leading us closer to those who actually get us. But here’s the catch, babe: not everyone we feel that spark with is going to feel it back. And yeah, sometimes it’s the people we’re drawn to the most who just don’t share that same vision.
So what happens when that dreamy, dazzling connection you felt with someone doesn’t go the way you thought it would? It’s even tougher when everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction… only to find out it’s a dead-end. This is where we need that solid belief in ourselves, that quiet reminder that we’re still damn amazing, that we’re gonna be just fine.
Rejection? It’s just redirection, pushing you closer to someone who actually aligns with you.
Think about it like this: if a person tells you, “We’re not compatible,” believe them. Why? Because you deserve to be happy and fully appreciated. There’s no use wasting your energy waiting around for someone to change, like sitting at a pizza place hoping they’ll magically start serving Piña colada margarita ham pizza 🍕 when all they offer is Pepperoni. Walk out, baby, and find what truly satisfies you.
Self-awareness is your weapon here. Take a hard look at what you need, what you want, and what you can genuinely give in a relationship. Do the inner work, figure out your non-negotiables, and you’ll find yourself aligned with someone who respects and matches that energy. You’re going to come to find that the people that rejected you that yeah they were right you have nothing in common. Nothing that they have or that you have would ever be compatible.
So keep moving forward remind yourself how amazing you are even if other people don’t see it because there are gonna be people who don’t see a damn thing but as long as you know, nothing else matters.
*A message from KreeKree ❤️
You’re a catch, and anyone who doesn’t see it? Their loss. Sometimes the best reminders are the ones we end up giving ourselves, Rejection’s a nasty beast, but it’s also a blessing in disguise—it clears out the people who don’t deserve a second of your damn time. 😘
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redlettermediathings · 10 months ago
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tecdisha · 9 months ago
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Is Apple Quietly Disrupting Social Apps as We Know Them?
Apple’s latest iOS 18 update is sparking more than just excitement over its AI features. Hidden behind the headlines is a quiet tweak to how contact sharing works. This change might not sound dramatic, but it could shift the landscape for social and messaging apps that have thrived by helping users connect with their existing contacts. Will this subtle shift end the dominance of friend-based social apps, or is it just a necessary step toward better privacy?
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lordprettyflackotara · 9 months ago
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make a move || eyeless jack
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SMUT MINORS DNI 18+. tw: aggressive smut, size kink to a scary extent, eating ass but not in the traditional way? idk if you don’t like ass stuff don’t read this, breeding, squirting, passing out, brief descriptions of gore , slight cnc if you squint, cock drunk reader if i’m being honest
Jack knew something was wrong.
He hovered over his fallen victim, a jogger who decided to be a little too adventurous. He was crouched beside the woman, a liver in his hand. Crimson red blood stained his chin and lips, his mask tilted up just enough for him to eat. Somehow he could still hear a heartbeat. It was a singular one, but it had assumed it belonged to the jogger. Humans were known to have uncontrolled racing hearts when exercising. Yet he knew hers to be stopped, having ripped it out first to ensure she wasn’t suffering through death. It was unlike Jack to be unaware of who was around him at all times. Humans had very distinct scents. He could hear their heartbeats and the blood running through their veins. He only smelled the victim below him, yet he still heard a heartbeat.
It was faint but it was there. Jack lifted his mask just above his nose, inhaling deeply. He was searching for the scent of a deer, but instead all he smelled was blood and the forest around him. He frowned, looking around. The trees above him ruffled, his eye sockets narrowing. He hadn't felt breeze whisk past him, meaning that somehow, something living had caused the trees movement. Jack paused for a moment, focusing on listening to what was around him. He pulled his scalpel out of his hoodie, the blade still coated with fresh blood. His ears twitched at the sound of a twig snapping, causing him to abruptly turn around. What he hadn't anticipated was being face to face with the barrel of a shotgun, a shaking detective on the other end.
Being the newest detective in your office, meant you got the worst jobs. In a field dominated with men, you were determined to solve every last once. When you were tasked with finding and killing a mysterious cannibal who had slaughtered quite a few locals, you weren't quite sure what you were expecting. You had anticipated a homeless person gone mad, not a eyeless demon who fed on organs. You didn't tell your team, afraid no one would believe you. Describing eye sockets with dripping black ooze and dark gray skin would land you not only out of a job, but in an insane asylum too. You decided to take matters into your own hands, stalking the tall demon in front of you now. It was obvious his senses were heighted, so you prepared accordingly. It was a tiny sacrifice, turning the sign for joggers to go right instead of left at the local nature trail. You knew it would be perfect bait for the demon. You had covered yourself with dirt and leafs long before you settled into the trees above.
Nightfall was your perfect cover. You were almost surprised that Jack hadn't spotted you. You almost assumed the creature to far more intelligent than you could comprehend. "Is this supposed to scare me?" Jack asked. For someone with a gun pointed at their head, he didn't seem fazed. "No, it's only going to blow your head off," You snapped. Jack raised his eyebrows, examining your uniform. "Aren't you supposed to read me my rights, detective?" He asked sourly. You gritted your teeth, keeping your aim steady. "You're a cannibal with no eyes, extreme measures are more than appropriate," You replied coldly. Jack examined the dirt and grim you had covered yourself with. He knew then you had somehow been smart enough to stalk him and not get caught. You were now a danger, one with too much knowledge to simply let walk away. "So what are you waiting for then?" Jack questioned. Humans and their theatrics. If he had eyes he would've rolled them. When you hesitated the demon seized the opportunity, grabbing the gun and yanking it away from your grip.
The metal crumbled under his grasp, the demon bending the metal in half before tossing it away. He grabbed you by the collar of your uniform, shoving you against a nearby tree. You gasped as the air was knocked out of your lungs, your eyes widening in fear. Jack lifted his mask over his head, his eye sockets boring into your eyes. "How do you know who I am?" Jack snarled. His grip was tight and threatening, his rows of razor sharp teeth revealed when he spoke. You had only seen him once without his mask, but only from far away. Up close it was terrifying, unidentified black ooze dripping from his eye sockets. "I got tasked with finding the cannibal whose been killing our towns people. They think the killer is uh, human," You tried to explain, unsure if the demon would be insulted or not. Jack's face hardened, listening to your heart begin to race. "How long have you been stalking me?" Jack asked. You gulped nervously, your memory suddenly becoming hazy from fear. "I-I don't know, maybe a month?" You replied honestly. Normally Jack would have called it a done deal right there and then. He wasn't one to usually play with his food, yet he knew he needed more.
"Who else knows about my existence?" He hissed. You shook your head, your feet kicking the air helplessly. "No one. I haven't told anyone," You answered. A low growl rumbled in his throat. "Liar," He snarled. He bared his shark like teeth, causing you to squirm under his grasp. "No one would believe me if I told them about you. So I-I didn't tell anyone about my leads or anything at all," You rambled. You swallowed hard, trying to refrain from crying. You didn't want to die. You had watched Jack slaughter dozens of creatures from deer to humans. He was merciless, like a rabid starved animal. "Y-You have to understand. I've only been with my force for a couple of months. If I told them about you no one would believe me," You rambled. Jack seemed to pause for a moment, processing what you were saying. He could hear your pulse staying steady as you rambled. Most humans pulses sped up when they were lying. "So your plan was to kill me and bring my corpse to your 'force'?" Jack confirmed, tilting his head to the side curiously. He had to admit it wasn't a half bad idea, although he thought it was rather idiotic that you wanted to shoot him in the face and not the chest. You nodded in agreement, silently praying your truth telling would result in mercy from the demon.
"You humans are always so naive. This isn't the movies kid," Jack grumbled. He grabbed your chin, forcing you to move your face side to side. "I must say, even with the filth you've covered yourself in, you look quite delicious," He grinned. The chunks of flesh and fresh staining of blood on his teeth sent shivers down your spine. He leaned in close to you, goosebumps spreading across your skin as he inhaled deeply. "You smell good too," Jack chuckled darkly. Your eyes were widened with fear, your legs kicking in the air as he leaned in towards your neck. You were panicking, your heart pounding so loudly you were afraid it would bounce out of your chest. Your hands held onto his wrist, trying to pry away his grip from the collar of your uniform. His breath was hot against your skin, one of his slimy tongues emerging from his lips. You felt him lick the side of your neck, your heart skipping a beat as you froze. Jack noticed your tenseness, but not from the fear that had been boiling. Curiously he lapped at your neck again, your legs no longer kicking but instead glued together.
A devilish grin spread across Jack's lips as he pulled away from your neck. "You can't be serious," He said. Your realization caused you to thrash under his grip once more, your face scrunching up in determination. "I don't know what you're talking about," You lied. Jack frowned, bringing you towards him before slamming you against the tree again. "I can smell you whore," He spat. You stared at him, a weird mixture of desire and fear washing over you. "Getting all hot and bothered over a demon? You don't have many suitors, do you?" Jack asked mockingly. Your face hardened, your jaw clenching. "Oh yeah i'm sure you're one to talk. A cannibal with no eyes? I just know you're a hot commodity," You barked. Jack tilted his head to the side, before his gaze went up and down your body. "Feisty. I like that in a mate," He mused. Your eyes widened so much so you feared they may pop out of your head. "Mate? Absolutely not. Eat me and get it over with," You snapped. Jack brought himself closer to you, the smell of flesh and metallic blood hitting your nose. "I think i'll have fun knocking you down a peg. Seems like you need this more than I do," Jack snickered. You blinked, his nose brushing against yours.
"I'd like to see you try," You challenged. You could feel your stomach stir as he grinned his hand releasing your collar and grabbing your throat instead. He squeezed at your airway, causing you to whimper. "Don't worry pet, I don't plan on being gentle," Jack informed you. Your hands clawed at him as he choked you, nudging your legs open. With his other hand he palmed at your cunt through your uniform, grinning as your legs spread open wider. "See? That's what I thought. Whores like you like to pretend to be all big and bad. When really all you need is to be humbled," Jack rambled. In a swift motion he shoved you onto the forest floor, the joggers corpse only a few feet away. Your back collided with the dirt, the monster above you ripping the buttons off of your uniform top. You gasped as the buttons flew in the air, the demon carelessly ripping your bra in half with its teeth. "Y-You want to do this here?" You sputtered. The idea was so dangerous, getting caught would be humiliating. Yet the prospect of someone catching you entangled with a demon was so thrilling. "What? Did you expect a luxury hotel with rose petals pet? I'm just going to fuck you," Jack responded. He brought his mouth to your left breast, sucking on its nipple.
Your back arched off of the ground as his teeth grazed your bud, causing you to audibly whine. Jack grinned as he began to suck the other one, purposefully sucking as hard as he could. His large hands began to pull your pants down, your head tilting back from the pleasure. You could feel that Jack had at least three tongues, all of which were focused on assaulting your skin in one way or another. You whined as he kissed down your stomach, allowing the very edges of his teeth to graze your skin. Cool air hit your cunt as he tossed your clothes aside. You were unsure if they were even wearable anymore, the demon not caring to preserve them. Jack could smell the fear and arousal dripping off of you. You were so cute to him, practically trembling under his touch as he settled in between your thighs. He looked up at you, watching your mouth fall open as he revealed his three black tongues. You swallowed nervously, watching one of them slide into your cunt with ease. You groaned as it curled upwards, stroking your g spot. The second began to lap at your clit, causing your hand to fly down to his hair. You tugged at the roots, earning a groan from the demon in between your legs.
The third tongue, went directly for your ass. You could feel it teasing the rim, causing you to rise up on your elbows. “W-Wait i’ve never-” You began, gasping as Jack abruptly shoved his tongue inside of your unexplored hole. It curled just like the one in your cunt, his tongues abusing both of your holes. You fell back onto the forest floor, in a hypnotic state of foreign euphoria as Jack’s warm tongue made up for the stretch of your puckered hole. You were grinding on his face, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. His tongues were relentless and never seemed to tire, continuously fucking into you. You could feel your orgasm coming closer, your thighs tightening around his head. Jack's large hands pried them open, staring up at you as you moaned curses. Your noises were intoxicating. Jack could feel both sets of your walls squeezing at his tongues. He could tell you were about to cum, your back arching off of the dirt. "Fuck d-don't stop," You pleaded, your voice echoing through out the trees.
You were right at the edge when Jack suddenly pulled away from you. You whimpered at the loss of touch, your pleading eyes meeting his evil gaze. "You didn't think it would be that easy, did you pet?" He snickered. He nipped at your plush inner thighs, watching you squirm. Jack rose to his knees, shoving his pants and boxers down. He grabbed your legs, tossing them over his shoulders. “There’s no position I love more than the mating press,” He chuckled darkly. You rolled your eyes, before gasping as he tapped his large cock against your slick. “I’m not quite sure that’s gonna fit,” You say weakly. His cock was bigger than you could’ve imagined, your heart racing with fear and arousal. “You can take it. After all, you don’t have much of a choice kid,” He countered. He rubbed his length up and down your folds, attempting to lubricate his cock as much as possible. He had been put the head in when you whined, pain striking you down. His girth made you feel like you were going to split in half, your eyes screwed shut. He was going to break you. He was going to break you and split you in half, before devouring your organs.
“You humans are always so fragile. All bark no bite?” Jack asked mockingly. He could feel your cunt struggling to take him, your walls squeezing him tightly. He brought his hand down to your clit, rubbing small circles to help your body relax. “You know you look kinda pretty like this, being held down and eager to take my cock,” Jack snickered. Your walls began to relax, the pain slowly mixing with pleasure as he brushed against your g spot. You could feel yourself giving in to the demons will, your brain slowly turning into mush as he picked up the pace. His thrust went from agonizingly slow to inhumanly fast, your nails digging into his arms for support. “All of you humans are the same. Someone gives you good cock and you become a numbed out slut,” Jack chuckled darkly, grinning sadistically as he plowed into you. You thought you were going to fall apart, all thoughts and fears washing away with each thrust. “Awe what’s wrong detective? No fight left in ya?” Jack taunted. He grabbed your face, his long fingers digging harshly into your skin. He pushed the back of your skull further against the dirt, your hair promised to have dirt and grim in it by the time this was over.
Yet none of that mattered, your body falling limp and gladly at the mercy of the horny demon. “Good slut, just shut up and take it,” He groaned, watching your eyes roll into the back of your skull as he fucked you. He could feel his animalistic primal urges arising, the desire and need to breed you overriding any human characteristics. Your walls were commanding him to, milking him so right. “Such a tight cunt,” He groaned, a low growl forming in the bottom of his throat. His filthy words only brought you closer to the edge, your thighs trembling. The pleasure was too much, too much for you to handle. Your moans were strangled and sinful, echoing throughout the trees as you cried out. You were unable to stop yourself as you came on his cock, his lower half now covered in your juices. “You’re a squirter huh? How cute,” Jack chuckled. You whined as he began to speed up again, his hips snapping into yours. “Let’s see if I can make you do it again,” He growled: He roughly brought his fingers back to your clit, rubbing fast and uncontrolled circles.
“I-I don’t think-, fuck, too much,” You slurred. Jack grinned devilishly at your protest, his hips only fucking you faster. You saw black spots beginning to cloud your vision, your heart pounding against your chest. Stars were dancing over your head, your body falling limply against the forest floor. Before you could process what was happening, you slipped into unconsciousness.
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“Detective?”
“Detective?”
“Detective?”
“Detective wake up!”
You were startled awake by your commanding officer, who was looking down at you with a concerned expression. You blinked a few times, grabbing the back of your head as it throbbed. You cringed at the feeling of your fingertips, the sun brutally bright. “What the hell?” You murmured, your commander staring down at you: He pushed his hat back, camera flashes going off behind him. You had been redressed, sat up against the tree you had been hiding in. “You took a pretty nasty hit to the back of the head champ,” He said. A news reporter pushed past him, a small notepad in his hand. “Detective can you tell us what you saw?” She asked. You felt overwhelmed, your pupils dilating as you stared up at them. What the hell happened? Did you pass out? Maybe it was all a dream or some sort of psychotic break.
An EMT was by your side, examining your scratched arms. “Piss off lady, with this kind of head trauma it’s a miracle she remembers who she is,” He barked. He slung your arm over his shoulder, helping you to your feet. “Cmon, just gotta get you into the ambulance,” He grunted. You struggled to keep your eyes open, the bright sun causing you to squint to see. Cops and officers were littered all through out the woods, examining the managed corpse of the jogger. You thought over your encounter with Jack, almost ruling that none of it was real: That was until you felt his warm cum leaking out of your cunt, soaking your panties.
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dragqueenstarscream · 2 months ago
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i love the idea that optimus is initially physically incapable of being rough with starscream during interface.
that's not to say starscream hasn't encouraged optimus to let out that rougher side of him. starscream knows he can handle it. he's no slouch in the berth. besides, he likes the idea of a more feral, aggressive optimus pretty hot.
but no matter how much starscream tries, he can't bring out optimus' more mean side. starscream asks optimus to dirty talk him? optimus praises everything he finds beautiful about starscream, maybe teases him with the prospect of getting him sparked. starscream wants to try petplay? optimus can't stop petting him and saying how adorable he is. even when starscream disobeys on purpose to get optimus to punish him, optimus uses positive reinforcement to discourage those behaviors. starscream wants to try a cnc/kidnapping scenario where optimus is a big, bad autobot soldier taking a hapless decepticon? optimus keeps reassuring starscream, whispering to him all the reasons why he'd make a perfect autobot, why he's so beautiful and intelligent and clever, how the decepticons aren't seeing his true potential.
and the worst part of all of it is that it feels so damn good. whenever optimus sings his praises in the berth, starscream can feel that he means every word he says. whenever they try petplay and optimus uses positive reinforcement rather than punishment, starscream finds himself chasing that praise and attention every time. whenever optimus pretends to kidnap starscream, starscream finds himself taking optimus' words to spark, and it makes his helm spin. every single time optimus showers him in praise, starscream feels like he's going to melt from how sweet he is.
when starscream asks optimus why he does this, optimus admits that he genuinely means everything he says. he's not playing a character or anything. it's hard for him to be more rough and aggressive when he honestly does love starscream that much.
optimus sheepishly promises to be a bit rougher the next time starscream asks for it. but, for now, starscream's not complaining; he could listen to optimus tell him how beautiful he is all day long.
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valentine-cafe · 4 months ago
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Cnc overstim with 209 rishen, making him beg us for mercy as m reader fucks him senseless, degrading him and humiliating him, lightly spanking his cock every so often. Wringing out round after round to no end 😌😌😌
˖⁺. ﹙ bottom switch mad scientist x top dom male reader . ﹚ .𖹭 ݁
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. . . we're not stopping until i say so !! 🍒 :  villain ˖ yandere character ˖ spider-mantis-moth hybrid ˖ mad scientist﹙ verse 209 rishen. ﹚
some nice cnc overstim with rishen 209 <3, cw: cnc, so much cum, overstimulation, begging, silk slit overstimulation, rough sex, neck pinning, degreadation, humiliation, handjob ( rishen recieving )
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Bated breaths fill the room, you have your pretty husband below you about to cum again for the 6th time.
Whines spill from his pretty lips and trickle into the bedsheets from below, after the light spank his cock recieved in as your own hit one of the specific bundle of nerves in his pretty little hole that had him out cold almost.
“p-please— Please- ple— Mercy, god I— mnhgh!!”
His pretty moans pull you into a state of extacy. Bathing in the feel of soft velvet walls hugging against the hard dick that fill them so well and nudge against the silk slit inside of it multiple times.
“What? Mercy?” Barks of laughter vibrate through your chest, while stroking your right hand up his chest, then up towards his neck squeeze it down against the pillows
“I thought you were the kind of whore that could take it.”
deep maroon hues make loops at the degredation that slither’s through red tinted ears.
You shake his head a little. Murmuring for him to open up his mouth. Only to spit into it the second that his lips part, enjoying the sound of his little choke.
The speed only continues to develop, as if your pace wasn’t already skull shattering enough. You go to rot away at the most intelligent brain the world has ever seen.
“—p— mhn, c-can’t take any-m-more— nhgh!”
Most satisfying of all, you managed to shut your husband’s smart mouth earlier when your dick began ramming into that silkslit of his. Oh the vulnerable spots you love to overstimulate over and over again to watch the hybrid below you spread like a million flowers all at once.
“C’mon, you know you can, slut. Cumming so much, just because of a little bit of overstim.” You cackle, only to raise a brow when he narrows his eyes and tries to let out a weak: “S-shut up.” Yet he’d fall to his doom once more at the reminder of the strong hand wrapped around his neck like the most fine jewellery.
“Gonna have to pound you a little harder if you can act bratty still.”
A loud whine, follwed by a wheeze of air passing through Rishen’s lungs like it never has. Your entire body pins him against the bed. Joined by your other rough hand jerking away at the sensitive dick between your abdomen and his.
With a rough thumb rubbing away at the silk slit right below the hood of his tip, and your leaking dick hitting against the web slit inside, he ends up passing out due the amount of pleasure gonig through him. You slow down in pace by quite a lot, humming softly as you wait for him to wake up again.
Slowly, when he comes back to consciousness, you huff with a little smirk.
“Felt that good?”
“Mhhn. . . I’ll— Get you back for this.” He laughs quietly and claws down your back, stealing a groan from your lips with his and swallowing it down, bucking his hips upwards feverishly.
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bunnyskisses · 5 months ago
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hi everyone here’s a bit about me :))
i used to be @ bunnysgirl but i deleted my account in december and started over
things i like:
stuffies, bunnies (duh), older men, ddlg, cnc, the beach, pink, flowers, bows, gentleness, having my hair pet, reading, smart men, being a brat, spankings, intelligence, macaroons, matcha, frilly socks, cute underwear, cats, and being called a sweet/good girl 🤍🤍🤍
things i don’t like:
(actual) misogyny, racism, sc@t, vom, mean people, d pics in my dms, people who dm me and sound like cavemen
✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯
i’m 18!
plz !!! don’t dm me with the expectation that you’ll see what i look like please i’m shy 😊 also very sensitive please be nice to me.
!! MDNI !!
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