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It is so mind-numbingly hot when a Dom tells you no. No, you can’t touch yourself. No, you aren’t allowed to cum. No, I’m not going to use your pathetic little hole. You get so fucking desperate when you feel that helpless, when you’re begging and pleading with them just for them to deny you. When they remind you that you’re only there for their enjoyment, and they’re more than happy to take your pleasure away on a whim. Because to them, you’re just a toy to play with and abuse. Nothing makes me needier. Nothing makes me want it more than being told I can’t have it.
thinking lots abt how much calling ur degradee "porn" just hits
"You are fucking porn."
You're literally the most disposable, plentiful, and accessible thing.
You're an unrealistic, fetishized image to be consumed and quickly forgotten.
Your base existence is to arouse and allure with a portrait of something we all want and crave. Sex.
Not a person, not someone with aspirations or a valued member of society, no. It's much simpler.
Say it with me, sluts.
You Are Porn.
feeling desperate and needy again, who wants to stick a vibrator in me and sit back and watch as i get drool, tears and cum all over myself?
figured an intro was needed by now
hi! im Maria, im 20, bi and a sub. this is an nfsw blog and i mostly reblog but will write sometimes as well.
kinks:
rape, humiliation, degradation, piss play, puppy play, objectification, hypnosis and praise, I'm open to most things, just ask.
limits:
knife play, blood play, scarring and scat.
MINORS DO NOT INTERECT, seriously I will block you.
dms and asks are open, I'll try to respond but pls don't be offended if I don't.
dms are now closed, asks are still welcome.
don't ask for pics, I won't send. conversations about cats and books are always appreciated tho!
I miss playing with someone's Bluetooth toy.
It was so fun sitting in call with them, listening to them talk about their day and just deciding to turn it all the way up and hearing them get cut off as they hold back a moan.
That was so addicting to listen to.
"How was your day, darling?"
"It was good. I ha-"
"Is there something wrong? You okay?"
"F-Fuck you..."
"That's not nice~"
Playing games with them and torturing them mid game.
Punishing them for whatever reason I could find, no matter how small.
Just these intimate moments made me want to bully them more.
High Concept: Girl Script
alright, someone has to say it: there is a practical problem in making your fuckdoll completely unable to read or write.
don't get me wrong! the idea is VERY hot. i love the idea of stripping away language from a slut because language is just so human, and stripping away someone's ability to speak, read, or write, partially or fully, is in essence turning that person into an animal.
but this is the real world. and as much as i actually want to do that, it'll make doctor's visits, using the internet (for porn, of course), and, frankly, living in the modern world very difficult to navigate. and yet, it remains extremely important to control her information diet. you can't have your toy just being able to read or write anything. that would be chaos!
my solution: girl script. girl script is a hypothetical english writing system to be used only by bimbos. only pro-bimbo content is allowed to be written in it. any content which doesn't reinforce their submission or sexual objectification is kept in the regular latin alphabet -- which girls should ideally not be taught in the first place, but, if necessary, girls can be forced to unlearn it.
girl script should ideally be clunky and unwieldy. it should be difficult to write in in order to discourage intellectual activity. i propose a system of ideograms, somewhere in between emojis and sitelen pona, so that writing anything takes a lot of physical effort and pushes the limits her already tiny memory. additionally, using an ideogramic system means that every symbol has to be individually taught. therefore, your slut can't write down words she isn't allowed to know, and she can't easily create new words in order to try and get around this limitation. for example, you could entirely remove her ability to write non-degrading words; she doesn't know how to write the word for "vagina" or "boobs," but she does know how to write "cunt" and "tits."
it would still represent english words, so it should be very easy for a man to learn it and translate. however, for convenience, programs could be written which automatically translate from girl script to the latin alphabet and vice-versa. it could also be used as a sort of international bimbo auxiliary language, like how simplified chinese is used for multiple languages across china. though differing grammar may make this difficult, if the system is simple enough, that may not be a serious obstacle for comprehension.
i'm open to iterations on this blueprint or any other ideas on how to make a closed information ecosystem for bimbo girls. it's important to me that our dollies never come into contact with any thoughts we don't want them to have, so that they can't even think of anything other than pure obedience.
waiting for this to happen to me 😔
I respect men who show me they don’t give a fuck about my boundaries or my dignity in small everyday things. Slap my ass, everytime I walk by. Laugh when I tell you to stop. When you see me eating a meal, come and look me in the eye while, you jerk off into my food. Drop things for me to pick up. Pull my boobs out, when I’m trying to talk about something important. Casually spit in my face. Piss on me while I’m asleep. Show me that disrespecting me, is no big deal to you and I will admire you deeply.
tumblr is actually ruining me 😭
I've gone from rubbing myself under covers to being completely naked on my bed, humping my pillow with my tongue out.
when and how did this happen??
Things I want normalized in my next relationship:
Being naked at all times in the home
Being collared at all times inside and outside the home
Being plugged as much as possible inside and outside the home
Total orgasm denial with rules and oversight
Bathroom restrictions inside and outside the home
Eating and drinking from bowls on the floor
Furniture restrictions
Free use
Tasking
Being called by a pet name
Using the pronoun "it"
Being shared
Speech restrictions
Clothing restrictions outside the home
Sitting at his feet as much as possible outside the home
really really need someone to rip my clothes off and rape me rn
"That's not fair, I think you..."
She can't even finish or even gasp as my hand claps over her mouth, and I say:
"Let me stop you right there, Princess." My words thick with condescension and disdain.
"First off, you don't fucking think. Because you don't have a fully functional brain. Case in point, you drink my cum and piss from a dog bowl on the floor and say thank you.
Secondly, fair? No one told you I was fair. Now shut the fuck up and go get yourself a drink from the bowl."
Human Rights
Slowly depriving a girl of her Universal Human Rights. Once every other week, we settle in for a full day of hard brainwashing, edging, spanking, and humiliation. Break down her ego thoroughly, make her needy and subby and completely dependent... then, when she's tied up at my feet, aching for cock and willing to agree to anything - that's when I present a choice.
I have a little selection of cards, each of which has one of the articles on it. I ask her to rank them from most to least important; whichever comes last, I tear it up (and probably feed it to her, let's be honest). From that day on, she no longer has that right.
There are 30 articles in that declaration. Removing one every other week gives her a little over a year before she's completely enslaved - no longer a person. Changing her life in accordance with the rights that she's lost, so she can really feel control slipping away from her. A lot of them may seem abstract or unimportant... but I'm sure I can find ways of hammering home their impact.
Naturally, the brainwashing, edging, spanking, and humiliation need to be kept up - more for her own good at this point. She needs to be treated like property; my property. Caged, naked, voiceless, helpless, utterly subject to my merest whim (which will be calculated to twist the emotional knife as much as possible). "Go to the shop and buy me some... oh wait, you can't! Because you're not allowed to use money any more, silly me."
And, of course, I'll constantly remind her that I have freedoms she doesn't. I'll enjoy them, thoroughly, rubbing them in her face the entire time. Won't that be nice for me? I'll find myself really appreciating my life, all the things I have the right to do. Aren't you happy for me?
-Thoughts after a lovely series of conversations with @rose-idiot
where do I sign up for this
Once again wanting to take a girl, utterly destroy her personality and make her into something new.
Maybe a goth seductress
A horny librarian
A freaky hippy
Or a nerdy cum dumpster.
Can't decide. Maybe I'll have to choose at random, or dress her up on the various outfits to see what looks best.
It's OK, it's completely understandable that you want these things. You're a woman after all. That feeling between your legs when you think about cock, those urges you get to submit, to be dominated to be bred? They're part of you. It's natural to want those things.
You can play pretend all you want, don't worry I understand! Fantasies can be fun sometimes. But every day you deny it, you're fighting a battle against your own nature. Isn't that exhausting? Day after day pushing away those thoughts, feeling that guilt and anxiety when you indulge those desires.
Why fight your destiny? All it will take is one crack in your armor, one mistake, one night of surrender. And then all that burden can be gone. You can relax again, be whole. Be what you were born to be.
i need someone to fuck me in public while the whole world watches. Show everyone what a slut I am and let them have a turn, record me and post it everywhere, only to throw me away like trash after.
humiliate me so so badly that I can't show my face anywhere, can never get a job, get turned away at restaurants, fast food joints, only for all of them to later rape me, telling me that it's the only thing I deserve.
leave me in such a fucked up state that I have to crawl back to you, beg to stay by your side, to be your pet just to be treated like an owned fucktoy rather than a public rapetoy.
you'd force me to crawl around naked in public but atleast you'd give me food, food that is always covered in your cum or piss or both and in a dog bowl but it's food so I'll eat it. you'd let strangers fuck me and breed me but atleast you'd allow me to drink their piss, letting me know that it's the only kind of water I deserve.
Since my useless brain won't stop producing nasty stuff, here's another top fantasy of mine!
Soooo I'm still in senior year (sadly) and sometimes I get bored during class. Teacher after teacher droning on about things my dumb little brain doesn't understand, which is why I imagine a free use school instead of paying attention.
A school in which every girl (18+ obvs) would be fucked whenever a man pleases. Could be a male teacher, could be a student.
Can't concentrate on an exam? Just grab the nearest girl onto your lap. Pound her pussy as if the other students and teacher are not there.
You're a teacher and students are frustrating you? Pick one of the girls in your class, drag her to the front and bend her over. Continue your lesson as she moans and whimpers with every thrust.
You'd walk around school and there would be girls with their tits pressed against lockers, pounded from behind. A teacher on a break period, requesting two of his students to meet in his classroom. Fucking both of them to relieve stress. Strolling past classrooms with open doors, peering inside to see almost every girl on a desk, almost every cunt filled with a cock. Almost every girl underneath a desk, almost every mouth being put to use.
Just a silly fantasy of mine 😋
💕🌸🎀
TW:: Hard Kink, Humiliation play
That bratty behavior of yours is irritating to my soul. It’s also dangerously alluring for me. . . The way your ass looks so cute in that tight, teasing skirt makes me grin with filthy thoughts of how I want to violate you. But it also makes me want to tear all of your pride away and transform you into a sex-obsessed slut. You need to be put in your fucking place— And what better way of doing that than by turning you into an obedient piggy for me~?
Oh, sure. . . You’d think as I tied your hands behind your back that you’ll just act like a ditzy, cute brat to get what you want in the end. You want my cock in your needy cunt, hm? But you begin to feel me slide a different collar than the one you are used to around your neck.
“Don’t get any ideas of you mouthing off to me, Piggy. It might hurt just a bit if you do,” I tease and immediately see that searing flash of anger through your eyes. I can tell it’s the name I just called you.
“Don’t call me a fucking pig—!” You cut off with a yelp as I press the button on the control in my hand; watching you look startled from the pain you felt from the collar.
“Are you so dumb that you can’t remember what I literally just told you, Piggy? No. Mouthing. Off,” I firmly remind you as the realization that you’re about to be made to do something utterly degrading for me hits you down to your core. Your pride is on the balance. God you can’t be feeling blood pulsing down into your clit from this type of treatment.
Once I finished your restraints on your hands behind your back, I slide my foot to push your knees apart. “Here’s what you’re gonna do for me, Piggy. You’re gonna be a cute little alarm clock in my living room. Your legs better be spread wide for my viewing pleasure, too Loser. Anytime the clock hits the hour mark, I want you to alert me by oinking like a cute little piggy so I can laugh at my alarm.”
The look on your face is priceless. I can see your disgust and anger, but also that rosy tint on your cheeks. Does my little pet want to yell at me? Oh you can’t without that shock collar going off, huh?
Time goes on and I’m sitting on my couch, fully clothed playing on my phone. But you are completely exposed with your knees beginning to hurt. The dreaded minute was only seconds away. The idea of being a defiant brat passed through your head plenty of times, but damned that you didn’t want to feel that shock again.
I watch you look to the ground and barely make that dreaded, humiliating sound. It was quiet, but there.
“Oink. . .”
. . .
I get up and walk over to you. You must have been so good, because I stroke that clit of yours. Nothing can stop you from squirming against my hand, moaning thinking you were getting rewarded with that delicious warm heat cupping tight against your clit. . . One little oink and you fucking won!
Until I bring my lips to your ears and murmur, “You call that an alarm? Next time you better oink fucking Louder.” The precious heat from my hand leaves your aching pussy and follows up with an intense sharp stinging pain from that very same fucking hand.
Oh don’t get so scared, Alarm Clock! I need to punish you so you can be a proper alarm for Mommy. Be glad I’m not gonna kick that cunt. I walk back over to the couch laughing at you rubbing that tender cunt against the cold hard floor, your head hanging in defeat that you’re gonna have to make a louder humiliating sound in another hour. There’s nothing you can do but obey if you want to be an obedient cunt for that cock.
Now. . . You’re gonna be a good little piggy and oink louder next time, right?
Cock whore this, dirty slut that.
No sir. You don’t understand.
When I tell men I want to be treated like a whore I don’t mean cute leashes and crawling to you all sexy. Treat me like a runaway teen who ask if you want a fuck for twenty bucks outside a truck stop. Imagine that I’m so desperate I’ll let you do anything to me.
Bend me over in your back seat and don’t tell me you’re going to fuck me raw and pump your cum into me. Make me get naked. Make me spread my holes. Use me in ways you have only ever thought of, dreamed of, things you would be ashamed to do to your girlfriend or wife. Tell me they’d never let someone treat them like you’re about treat me, because they have self respect, because their lives have meaning.
Punch my tits, slap my face, kick my cunt, make me cry out in pain and then shut me up by fucking my face until I can’t breath. Make me crawl on the filthy floor as you piss on me, make me chase the stream and cut up my knees trying to catch it in my mouth and when I don’t get enough of it make me lick it off the floor while you rape my ass. Pull out only to run the length through my folds, against my clit, tell me I’m a sick bitch for having a wet pussy and then go back and forth between fucking both holes and tell me to oink like a pig or moo like a cow depending on which one you’re using. Slap the back of my head each time I get it mixed up. Make me suck you clean every time you dump a fresh load inside of me and then scoop up the drippings and rub it on my face.
Tell me constantly that I’m a worthless piece of shit, that I’m going to pay you for every load of hot cum you waste inside of me.
Make me suck on your balls while you rub your cock on my face and talk about how no one would notice if I never came back. Make me beg for my life while I bounce on your cock and tell me it depends on whether I can make you cum, then start counting and don’t tell me what you’re counting up to. Make love to my abused cunt with your hand around my throat and your lips to my ear as you moan over and over again, “I’m going to fucking kill you, I’m going to fucking kill you.”
Make me masturbate while dunking my head in the toilet and when I cum grudgingly admit that at the very least it’s funny to watch me being such a stupid fucking whore.
When you’re done with me spit on my body and leave me on the floor, exhausted and covered in fluids. Take a picture and text it to me with a heart before you leave. Let me know our first date was just ok and I’m going to have to try harder if I want you to keep fucking me.
…when I tell you I want men to use me, I mean this.
this. this is what I need.
I have this fantasy, Now I don’t really ever actually sleep around, I’m more of a personal whore type of person. Any person I’d be with would be possessive, overly possessive and I’d love it. But when we get married I’m legally his, all all his and nothing can take me away from him. On our wedding night we were supposed to go to a nice resort for our honeymoon, so I’m confused when you take me to a small dirty hotel, but I’d never question you there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, I trust you. So I follow you, going into the janky room, as you push me in, you tie my hands behind me, pushing me on the bed, id ask what your doing still very confused, before all of your groomsmen some of your best friends, come in. No one says anything to me it’s like I’m not even a person, just your legal property now. All of you start talking about how much of a whore I am, how they can’t wait to use my tight holes, id beg you to stop thinking this is a joke. Hands would be all over my body, pulling my big white dress off, ruining it, I’d cry and whine begging you to make it stop, you’d all mock and tease me, before violating my now bare skin and holes, you’d take turns filling me up, stretching me hot, choking me, slapping me, id be covered in cum, crying, my veil still on now stained with cum and tears, my makeup running down my face. My body bruised, id almost pass out from how mentally and physically exhausted I am. And when everyone starts to get ready to leave I finally think it’s over, that maybe you’d let me shower, and sleep peacefully but instead, you pull my arms up attaching them to the almost broken bed, spread my legs apart, and take pictures of my ruined body and holes. And as I’m passing out I hear you say that they can come by tomorrow to use me again, that you think I can be broken even more, that’s how you make a perfect wife.
thinking about you slipping me something when all of your friends are over. watching my eyes glaze over as i get giggly and clingy and my pussy starts getting wet just from being high. thinking about how easily you could pull me into your lap and start stroking me, keeping my legs spread over yours so your friends can see your fingers buried in my cunt. thinking about how i’d moan and whine, needing more but so out of it i can’t even talk, and how i’d help you take my clothes off because it’s still not enough. thinking about how you could hold me open for all of your friends to use, how they’d have their hands and mouths on me, so many hard cocks filling up all my holes throughout the night. thinking about how i’d pass out, and you’d tell them all to “keep going, she won’t know” as they keep using my pliant body. thinking about waking up in the morning, my holes aching but not entirely sure why.
is cheating really hot?
in real life? ew, no 100% not. if you mean cuckqueaning or cuckolding, absolutely. it's consensual and wanted by all parties, and more importantly, humiliating. what can be more embarrassing than knowing that you aren't enough for your partner? that they have to seek help from strangers, or even your friends because they're simply that much better than you in bed.
in this case the "cheating" is mainly to humiliate you, and if that's something you're into, you'll find cuckqueaning or cuckolding hot.
(also pls just dm me, I've only ever reblogged stuff so getting an ask is so unexpected 😭)
I've had this incredibly hot but oh so vile and depraved fantasy for so long. A fantasy in which I have a boyfriend and for one whole entire week a month, he gets to treat me however he wants and please. He can treat me like a child, like a doll, like I'm his maid, whatever he wants me to be, I have to become and act like that for a whole a week. But all I can really think of is him making me a sex slave, lesser then him, literal property. He gives me insane rules for a week that I must follow, such as, I'm not allowed to wear clothes, unless he says otherwise, I'm not allowed to speak, or walk like a human, just crawl and Bark. I eat, sleep, and act like a dog or bitch in heat for a whole week. What really gets my pussy wet tho, is the humiliation aspect of this whole thing. Just imagining him using me as a urinal for the whole entire week, pissing on my face, in my mouth and making me swallow or gurgle it before letting it spill all on my body, pissing on my tits and stomach or my pussy. Better yet, pissing in my pussy, just using my pussy as his personal urinal and cumdump, but this piss kink humiliation goes both ways. Since I'm not human to him for this entire week, he tells me I'm only allowed to piss wherever I am. In the kitchen cooking and need to piss? I just piss right then and there. On the couch watching TV? I get on top the table and piss right there, but that's only if I'm given permission, cause before I can even think of relieving myself I gotta ask first. And after I piss myself like a dumb whore for him, he makes me lick it up while I finger my own pussy, all the while he's laughing at me degrading me on how licking up my own piss gets me wet and horny. If we're out in public, he'll make me go panty and braless, always with a vibrator in my cunt on low settings, if I have to piss but there's no family bathroom around, he makes me hold it, if there is, he'll allow me to go, but only if I do it squatting over the toilet legs spread, tounge out and panting like a dumb puppy whore. But the humiliation doesn't stop there, he wants to ensure I feel stupid, pathetic and worthless. So for that whole entire week, I have to eat lunch and dinner with his cum all over my food and all in my drink, for breakfast, I have to make myself squirt on my food before I can eat and if I can't do it, then I don't get to eat breakfast. If he wanted to, he could leave our apartment unlocked for the entire week and pimp me out to whomever wants me, advertising me as a slut who likes to get gangbanged, making money off of every guy who comes and uses me. There's so much that could happen within this one week, and unless it's dangerous, harmful, or life threatening, I can't (and probably won't) protest against. After that week is over, he goes back to being a loving, caring, sweet, attentive and understanding boyfriend who makes me feel human and equal to him. God this fantasy makes me so fucking wet, I really wish I had a boyfriend to enact this with. I I'd probably be so fucking happy, and looking forward to this week, wondering what he had in-store for me
i srsly need help omg
i edged for like two hours when i woke up this morning
then
i showered for a dick appointment with an older guy who likes to use me. i made sure i was all perfect for him, edged w my vibe in my cunny while i put on slutty makeup for him to ruin and dressed in a lil tennis skirt, thigh highs, and a teeny frilly tank top. I made sure to put the lace bows in my hair that he likes so much.
when he picked me up he pulled my titties out in the elevator of his building and i had to keep them like that until we got into his apartment. we didn't see anyone but i was dripping at the idea.
he immediately had me posed in doggy and he took pictures of me with my face down and my ass in the air, posed me like a doll, with my hands held behind my back, he positioned my hands to hold spread my ass so he could see more of my pussy. i was just a toy modeling for pictures for him to jerk off to later.
then he had me on my knees, and he face fucked me. i sucked, deepthroated, gagged and choked on cock, like i felt like i was starving for cock, even licking his balls with his cock down his throat made me want more cock. he pulled my hair when he was done and positioned me again, even lower on the ground looking up at him, hands behind my back. i stuck my tongue out n begged with my eyes and whimpered cuz i wanted that load so baddd. He came allll over my face, on my tongue, up my nose a lil, and it dribbled down my neck. there was so much cum omg.
he barely touched me, i was just a toy
ive been edging for likeee over 4 hours since then ??
can some1 pleaseee give me permission 2 cum
Jobs for submissive humiliation sluts:
Find a job where you are objectified, sexually harassed, groped, used and abvsed. It pays minimum wage and you are truly powerless. You have to fuck whoever your boss demands to just keep your job. The helplessness and absolute lack of power is so thrilling.
Imagine going to work and your uniform is a singlet and panties with no bra. Customers are encouraged to grope and molest you as you work. If they don’t like your service , they are welcome to slap you across your face.
Sometimes, customers will make you rub yourself and cum in front of them like a cheap whore while they spit on your face. Other times, you have to satisfy five customers at once. The woman with your mouth and four men with your pussy, ass and both hands.
For fun, you and your other female coworkers are lined up with hoods over your heads and based on your blowjob skills tips are distributed.
The co-workers you detest the most are the ones who convince our boss to let them have their way with you most frequently. They fuck you in all your holes and the sadistic ones slap your breasts until you are begging for mercy…
Each day you come home spent, filthy and aching. Only one thing never happens.
You’re never allowed to cum…
mmmmm....
You wake up, chained to a urinal, unable to close your arms and legs. Helpless and starting to shake before it’s even begun. Hearing the murmuring outside the stall grow louder with men’s voices and harsh laugher. Apprehension growing as your stomach feels tight, trying not to vomit even as you start to panic. Feeling so helpless and exposed. Completely naked and desperate. The sounds growing louder, and then…
The door bursts open and the first one steps forward. He won the lottery today and is going to take a little more time than usual. He strokes your cheek softly, then takes a handful of your hair hard by the roots and slaps your face viciously, leaving a red handprint on your pale skin that will become a nasty bruise. Your head jerks down just in time to see his cock exposed, before he thrusts into you, unceremoniously, like meat. Just fuckmeat. Just holes. He starts pumping faster. Not even looking at you. Staring at the wall ahead as he rapes you. Your cunt stretched and aching as you’re forced to take it. Tensing as he empties his balls in your cunt, a stranger’s sperm splattered against your bruised cervix. He doesn’t even look at you when he pulls out. You’re just a warm hole. And it’s time for the next…
One by one they filter in, claiming your ass, your cunt, your mouth. Leaving their filth splattered across you. Raping you until your holes are unrecognizably swollen. The sheer volume of cum astounding. It drips down your face and tits. It drips from your used holes. You’re filthy in a way you can barely comprehend. It coats every inch of you. The smell makes you gag. It drips into a puddle beneath you. You’re disgusting. It’s long since coated the bruises others have left, marring your body, and the men are reluctant to touch you now, so richly coated, save for your holes, which they still pump themselves into. They find other ways to hurt you: lit cigarettes, glowing metal lighters, a wire whip. Your mind is going, fading into the pain. The chains unnecessary. You couldn’t stand even if you wanted to…
And they begin to compete. The first one to piss in your face is greeted with a round of applause. The money is usually left by the door, but one shoves his dollar bills up your cunt. Someone in the crowd has brought a taser…
It’s hours and you’re more unconscious then not by the end. Limp body swaying with each thrust as your raped fuckholes are destroyed a little more each time. By the time I hose you off, the cold jet of water washing their filth down the drain, the nozzle shoved inside your holes so you scream, you have no strength left. I unchain you, swinging you up over my shoulder like a sack, angry red cunt exposed as your arms and legs hang limp, and toss you into the trunk of my car.
When we get back to the safe house I toss you down onto the filthy mattress and explain: It’s still Friday night. You have the weekend to recover. I want you in the office on Monday as usual, carving your mind up in pieces as you try to pretend everything is normal. Otherwise, you won’t be alone in that bathroom stall next weekend. I’ll make sure you’re have someone you love, right there by your side.
Free use society.
Once a girl turns 18 she can choose to join my society where all women in my utopia are forced to wear fertility collars that change colors respective to their position in society there would be four different colors in the collars, representing green would be the free-use sluts that can be fucked anytime throughout the day.
on her way to work, it starts at the train ticket booth being fucked and filled by the guard after being given a ticket, making her way down to the platform and there is already a line waiting at the bottom of the platform where she is just pushed to the ground and raped and bred over and over until the train finally arrives.
the rules for being on public transport were she would only be allowed to stand in front of a door or the walls no sitting, and another 4-5 guys taking their turns one of the guys got mad and slapped her around a little bit, knowing her stops coming up and she has to get off.
getting to work, the boss is hosting a meeting, and she comes out with the platter of food on the lunch break, where the men can eat and empty their balls after they've had their meal, a line would start forming each man on a time crunch pumping and dumping his cum as quickly as he can before having to head back to the office, and after each employee has had their fill of her, going to the bosses room and presenting her cunt in case her boss might want it while he fills out some reports.
green collared sluts would be career women and the main reason for their existence is to make sure men's balls are always drained in the workplace on the way to work, there would be other workplaces they exist in, some heading towards industrial zones being tied up to out of work machinery, making sure every working man or tradesmen has their balls emptied.
Women with blue fertility collars would be private rape dolls, only given to the men at the top of society, the top performing students at universities, and anyone with high status, they would be carefully selected and picked from thousands of applicant's be trained in sexual seduction and be modified turned into a proper bimbo rape doll, their bodies a symbol of their high status and that they are reserved for private use.
they would only have one user, and that person would have access to them all throughout the day, making sure they are always performing at the top of their fields, her job would be to always be available always be dressed as slutty as possible, Woman with blue collars would be allowed to tease other men but never touch or be fucked by them, they would be a status symbol the envy of most men, and the woman who doesn't perform to the best of her ability would be de-ranked and moved to red fertility collars.
Women with red fertility collars would be society rape toys, their days would begin differently some heading towards public breeding pits, where she is propped up with hundreds of other women on breeding bars in a public square and just raped over and over all day by men from all walks of life.
some would go to public bathrooms and be chained to sinks and some were chained to the toilets, and are repeatedly raped all day by men after relieving themselves.
others would go to public libraries, with muzzles over their mouths because they have to stay quiet in a library, propped up by a breeding bar in each reading booth, borrow a book head towards a reading alcove, rape a red collard breeding slut, read your book and go home, these girls would be extremely popular for how adept they would be at not reacting to be being raped.
once a girl is successfully bred, her collar would turn purple, and she would be taken to a breeding farm, men would travel on vacation to these farms and pay a premium to fuck pregnant rape toys, and women would be sorted on how far along term they are, the bigger and rounder her belly is the more a man has to pay, these farms would be very popular the women thinking they were going to get a break instead just fucked night after night with a round pregnant swollen belly in heat, tongue sticking desperately as men sneak into the farm basement every night to milk your tits while they pump more cum into you, drinking from your udders while holding your swollen round belly.
some of the women can choose to be kept in the barn and dressed up like cute little fuck cows, where they walk on all fours and are bred every few hours, their pregnant swollen bellies put on display, walking aimlessly with a dead glazed look in their eyes, just fucked so full already pregnant and in heat, raped until they are just empty shells, the fuck cows with the bigger bellies being much more popular lines stretching out for what seems like forever.
I want to be corrupted into a total sex obsessed freak sooooo bad. I want to be forced to get horny from literally everything. Stick household objects in me. Make me hump shoes and bags and clothes. Make me finger myself anytime I talk on the phone. Make me rub my pussy juices on all of my things. Make me watch porn at work. Make me always keep an earbud in so I can listen to girls getting fucked streamed 24/7. Keep a dildo in me anytime I use my computer. Only let me cum if I'm looking at our friends' social media. Make me sexualize every nonsexual thing in my life. I want to be completely perverted.
get me high and play with me until im a needy whiney mess. get me so high my limbs are useless and my brain is empty and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. drug me up and fuck me until you're satisfied <3 😵💫
what a wonderful thing to start my day with
The hold you have on me should really be investigated. I'm not even into half of the things you write about, or well I wasn't, now I can't tell if they're my kinks or another thing of yours I'm obsessed with.
I have always worn very modest clothes but there is not a doubt in my mind that I'd give it all up if you said so, I'd go from never even wearing crop tops to walking around naked for you. You would only have to imply it and I'd alter my entire life if you so wanted; a stranger, but with so much power in your words, power crazy enough for me to forget my morals and principles and just get on my knees. Let you use me as you want and shame me for it.
Would it matter to you all that I'd have to give up to be your amusement? All the respect, dignity and honour that would be lost forever. All the friends and family that would never talk to me again if they found out all the depraved things I'd do for you. The worst part is that it wouldn't matter to me, I'd give it all up in a heartbeat simply for a taste of your cock.
Oh my, hello there. I've been watching you slowly like my posts ever since I dragged you from Reddit. Doesn't it feel so fucking good becoming a brainless little toy for me? For your head to become all mushy while your body reacts to the depraved kinks I write about. You're just finding out what a pretty little slut you can be.
You'd give up your morals if I asked? You'd become a silly cocksleeve if I snapped my fingers? For me? You're giving me quite a bit of power over you, aren't you? Are you sure you're not a depraved, eager fucktoy deep down that just needs to be claimed? Are you sure your cunt wouldn't be throbbing at the thought of stripping away your soul for my cruel delight? It would, wouldn't it? It'd get all wet and sticky while you finger fuck yourself to becoming a stranger's immoral sex toy.
It's okay, sweetheart. Give up your dignity. Your reputation. You don't need any of them. You don't need your friends and family when you can become another fleshlight for my cock. You'll be happiest when you're doing the most depraved things for the twisted pleasure of my cock. I promise.