Latest Posts by maddysdebaucheryandeatery - Page 7

Could be bigger 😈🤭

god i love getting big bruises on my neck

Bitches love reblogging this post every Tuesday the 18th

my hole was made for knots that are too big to be forced inside while i whimper

Ruined makeup, a sticky spit covered face from having your throat fucked. A freshly bruised ass, your hole plugged, nipples clamped, all four limbs tied down. My fingers roughly stretching you, forcing their way inside you as you gently weep from the overwhelming probing. Abused and pathetic. The perfect little fucktoy.

i should be pinned to a wall by a girl who is stronger than me

Nothing to see here but thicc thighs and bite marks 👀ok now I'm finally sleeping fr at 5am lol

Please 🙏 I know you read my blog, just do this to me already. I'll put up a fight, I'll cry, but I promise it won't matter.

what if someone drugged u without u knowing and then made u suck their cock and swallow their cum over and over until u start feeling the drugs and they tell u that ur just cumdrunk. such a cockwhore that ur brain won’t work right after a few loads down ur throat :(

you have to appreciate my flat fucking tits while I'm at work... you have to...

How It Starts

It’s innocent at first—just two trans girls sitting way too close, sharing mirrors and brushes, pretending this is just about eyeliner techniques and not about the way our hands keep lingering on each other’s skin. You tilt my chin up, fingers brushing my jaw, and I swear I forget how to breathe.

By the time we’re negotiating our little trade—you’ll teach me how to wing my liner if I do your dishes—the tension has already shifted. The touches last a little longer, the teasing gets a little bolder. The compliments start flowing, layered between giggles and stolen glances.

"Your lips look so soft with that gloss."

"Your skin is so smooth—I could touch it all day."

And then—

It’s in that moment, breath catching, fingers hesitating over soft, shivering skin, that we both realize:

Trans girls who get flustered when you compliment them are so cute, like…

And suddenly, one of us is saying it out loud. Come here so I can feel how hard you are.

The words hang between us, thick with heat, a teasing challenge wrapped in a promise. Eyes flicker, lips part, and suddenly, we’re not pretending anymore. The playful touches become something else—gravitational, inevitable.

One moment, we’re giggling over how clumsy we are at getting each other’s tops off, fingers fumbling over straps, buttons, fabric that suddenly feels far too complicated. The next, our laughter is swallowed by gasps and soft, desperate moans, mouths crashing together in messy, lip-gloss-stained kisses.

Fingers tremble against bare skin, tracing curves we’re still learning to love, gripping hips as we grind together, slowly, achingly, lost in the heat. The world outside doesn’t exist—just us, two desperate girls making up for every moment we were denied this kind of love before.

Breathless, needy, we praise each other between gasps. You’re doing so good. You feel so good. Hands roam, nails dig into soft flesh, and for once—just this once—there is no shame, no hesitation.

Just pleasure. Just warmth. Just us.

Of course you have a choice there's always a choice, it just that your choices right now are resist and fight back, or give in and enjoy it.

I rather hope you fight back, I'd much rather have you scratch and kick and bite as I break you.

But hey, if you'd rather be a participant than a victim I promise I'll be so soft and gentle with you~

Wanna try my latest brew?

Just gotta keep at it 😉😘

I can't be the only one like this?

TRANS PRIDE HATSUNE MIKU KITTY

Bet you kiss them on the lips.

Best tags 😊 I'm honored.

⚠️ CW: CNC, kidnapping, violence ⚠️

Proceed with caution.

I'm abstaining from everything for till 10 days. Becoming more and more deprived the longer it goes. My gf mentioned the desire to abduct me, and I just keep imagining more and more violent ways to do so. Getting my wrists zip tied and a bag thrown over my head and yanked into a trunk, screaming and fighting the whole time while actually it's hopeless and all the screaming does is make me seem more like prey. Losing my energy on the way to wherever they're taking me flailing in the trunk, till finally we get there, the car stops, I get one last burst of adrenaline only to get shoved back in and beaten till I give up. Sobbing. Oh, I know she likes it when I sob. I know she won't be able to resist taking advantage of me in this state. All limp and useless, crying like a little bitch. I'm literally asking for it, looking so weak and fragile. Of course, I'm prey. It's only natural for the small to get hunted. I hope she gets what she wants and keeps me alive... I hope she doesn't.

Sitting here getting my panties all tight and unable to do anything about it. Truly the most I've ever suffered.

Girls will be boys

Boys will be girls

Fascists will 💖 be shot💖

need to fuck myself pathetically on a girl's (way too big) gock til i'm crying from the pain of stretching myself full because i'm just so close to cumming

I'm sorry for what I said about your mother giving me a pawjob

I’m a machine that turns headpats and scritches into “arrf arrf arrf, ruff rrruff, awooo!”

Sow uh, give me scritches!!!

So true! I'm a princess

You can say whatever you want to princesses cuz they're sex toys that like it. They're complete pushovers, no ability to stop you from taking their holes, they love to be degraded and used for filthy, embarrassing sex acts.

Am I a good puppy? Ruff ruff!!

when you lay your head on a girls lap and you feel her erection

This is the back panel for the first vest! I've never actually tried to make a vest before so I'm really excited to reblog with more stuff :)

I based this off of a poem I saw while scrolling Pinterest, and I couldn't find any credit. Idk if that means op wrote it or they just didn't credit the person who did, but if you do know who wrote it, let me know!

computer girl pinup