Longmoose3 - Longmoose

It’s all fun and games until they hit the 4th orgasm and then it’s all “We should stop” and “Please I’m begging you” and panicked crying and trying desperately to break the handcuffs to get away while arching their back violently. Girls are so cute.

can someone hold a vibe to my clit and overstimulate me till i’m crying and moaning uncontrollably? pretty please?

I look at a girl’s hands and think about how they’d feel futilely fighting against me, scratching me and trying to push me off while I rape her.

am I the only one who looks at someone's hands and immediately thinks about how they would feel wrapped around my throat or pushing inside my pussy

Good girls never stop touching. The ache is just a green light to keep going.

My pussy is all sore from masturbating to strangers online everyday but fuck am I so horny right now I just need to touch myself more

Choose your hiding spot very carefully. You will be bred in it.

Hide and seek and fuck in the woods <3.

Aftercare is so important both for doms and subs. Subs need to know that they are physically safe and that being physically harmed is temporary and over and things are okay again. Doms need to know that they did the right things and that they are loved and trusted even after what they have done. Both sides are deeply important.

Aftercare means both participants feel safe. Not just one

You beg me the entire way home for permission to cum and I never give it as you edge, getting hornier and wetter and more desperate, then when I finally get you inside I rip every shred of clothing off of your whore body and watch you cum around my cock as I fuck your swollen, soaked, throbbing cunt.

Concept: you masturbate in the backseat of my car all the way home while I watch through the rear view mirror, and then I fuck you against the nearest wall as soon as we walk inside.

I’d never leave you alone once I had you. I’ll rape you over and over again on the bed, the last of your dignity soaking into the sheets as you moan and scream animalistically as I take what’s mine, conquering and pillaging your body. A fistful of your hair keeps you in the place i desire, and my eyes find yours, deep and unwavering, as I breed you over and over, your body submitting to mine the way it was always meant to.

Thinking about how you’d sound when I thrust into your raw cunt for the first time tonight. How it would feel to violate you completely before you saw my face for the first time.

i want my throat raw, my voice hoarse from screaming, begging, pleading, crying for you to stop. i want you to make a mess of me all over my sheets. i want to soak through to the mattress with my body’s defiance of my pleas. i want to scratch and claw and bite and fight while my eyes are alight like they have never been before, while the butterflies take flight in my gut. i want to kegel on your cock, have you feel me squeeze every drop from you, pulling you back inside of me for more, more, more.

Never taking your eyes off of them as they unravel so that they can’t pretend no one sees.

A wand on your clit and forced eye contact for everyone who has ever used “don’t look at me” in the tags.