Some Books Aren’t Just To Be Read… They Are To Be Devoured

If I spam liked your posts, it’s because I’m actively fantasizing about breaking into your home and breeding you while you beg me to stop

Just wait until I see you next…

ftm here; having brainworms about a serial killer breaking into my room and fucking me awake. holding a knife to my throat, saying that if i dont let him cum inside, he'll slice.

sigh....

The serial killer probably knows that you’d be clenching around his cock and begging for him to cum inside you anyway. Maybe he’ll carve his name into your thighs afterward if you beg sweetly.

Some girls just need to be raped. Their cunts were made to be violated and their bodies to be used. This is why their cunts get wet thinking about it, instead of them getting terrified like they should.

some rapes are justified and they should happen way more often

Like youve been made whole for the first time.

Like heat between your legs.

Like this is where you were meant to be.

Like a moan you don’t have nearly the strength to hold back was rising dangerously high in your chest.

Like you’d never have to worry about making a decision again for the rest of your life.

Like fire was melting away all of your inhibitions and molding you into exactly what I desired.

he’s so pretty i wonder how his hands around my neck would feel like

Stare into the depths of her soul while you cum deep inside of her. Neither her body nor her brain will ever be the same.

grab her throat while you push every inch inside her and make her look at you while you do it

Watching a girl spank herself over and over again and hearing the response go from pain and annoyance that she has to, to the deepest, most feral cries of pleasure followed by the most depraved begging for just a little more stimulation so that she can finally cum is one of the deepest pleasures in life.

You shouldn’t like this

It shouldn’t make you horny

Your clit shouldn’t fill with electricity when your hand hits it

You shouldn’t be dripping wet

You should be fighting me, making me stop, refusing to hit yourself anymore.

You shouldn’t be moaning like a depraved whore every time you hit yourself.

You will continue until you are willing to sell your soul to me for your orgasm.

I’ll pull my phone out and take a picture of you laying there, chest heaving, begging, raw and drenched in sweat and moaning and legs pressing together wishing you could just find that last ounce of friction that allows you to cum. Then I will take your battered, bruised, aching clit deep into my mouth and suckle on it as I slide my fingers deep inside you, stretching you, feeling how drenched you are for me, and feeling every inch of your body as you finally explode for me.

Afterward I’ll set the picture as your Lock Screen so that you never forget the levels of depravity, degradation and debasement you’re willing to accept in exchange for one(1) orgasm. You will flush with embarrassment and feel your cunt start to leak every time you open your phone.

Dom who thinks the best entertainment in the world is making me slap my own cunt repeatedly, until he is satisfied

If you don’t fuck around, how will you ever find out?

I dare you to cummm, baby. Trust me I would belt your pussy so hard that it will takes you months to touch it again.

Women were made to be hurt because their pain is pretty.

I'm going to rape you every single day against your will until you crave it. Until the only time you ever feel anything, which when you cum on my cock, is associated to me. You're nothing without me