Another reason why forcemasc is so appealing, especially to mlm transmascs is that so much of the time in our relationships with men, they want to feminise us. It’s almost a cliche that every transmasc has had a bad relationship with a “bi” dude who discourages then from taking T and tries to make them use they/them or she/her pronouns. It’s nice to imagine a fantasy where someone wants us to actively transition, who finds the masculinity hot, who romanticises the changes on T.
And I can only hope that this has made more transmascs have higher standards and realise that there are people who do will love you and find you attractive because you are masculine and not because you’re their idea of a hot tomboy.
Oh, you’re just such a sweet thing, aren’t you? So absolutely perfect. You did amazing, you’ve made me so, so incredibly proud. How are you feeling now, lovely, still okay? No, no, dear, I need you to speak with your words. There you go, good pup.
You’re still shaking, pup, you feel good, don’t you, do you know why? Because you deserve it more than anything. You deserve to feel this good and more. Let me kiss those pretty tears from your face. That’s right! Give me a smile, sweet thing, you look so beautiful when you smile.
Don’t fret, I’ll make sure not to touch you until you calm down some more, don’t want to overstimulate my sweet pup, anymore. I know, I know, just a bit longer okay? Look, you can hold my hand tightly right now. There you go, take deep breaths.
Better now, hm? Come here, let me hold you, and of course you can hug me back, precious. Just rest your face in the crook of my neck. Let me rub your back. Shh, I’m here, and you did so, so well. You’ll tell me if anything was too much? Good, good, I have to make sure my pup is enjoying himself.
Let me help you to the bath. I know, I know, you can go to sleep soon, I just need to wash you up nice and good. Make you feel all clean and brand new so you can get a goodnight’s sleep. You want me to wash your hair? Of course, I don’t mine. You deserve it, you deserve the world, don’t you. I can’t tell you enough how proud I am of you.
Drink some water for me, pup. There you go just like that. Put a little bit of food in your stomach for me, okay? We have to make sure you get all that energy back, you’ve worn yourself out by being so good for me. We’ll put some lotion on your bruises, I can massage your wrists and ankles if you’d like, lovely.
Could you look at me, sweet pup? There you go, give me one of your pretty smiles again. Remember you deserve the pleasure you’ve received and more, you are more than enough and I want you to remember that. Good boy, I’m so proud of you.
Come here, lay in my arms, let me hold you to myself. Aw, look at how cute and precious you are. Don’t pout, pup, or I’ll have to punish you with kisses. Oh? Are you being bad? Guess I’ll just have to pepper your face with kisses then.
Time for you to rest, sweet thing. Don’t worry, I know how you love for me to run my fingers through your hair. Let me scratch your scalp too, hm? Ah, there’s that pretty smile of yours. Get some sleep pup. You did an amazing job, and I’m so proud of you.
You’re perfect. Always remember that.
You’re handcuffed to the bed, spreading your legs for me. Letting me see that pretty little cunt. I rub your clit with the tip of my strap teasing you, up and down your pussy, getting you all ready for me. You buck your hips, desperate to be pounded but not yet. I trace your bottom lip with my finger and push it into your mouth, you take it without hesitation and I feel you moaning around it, driving me fucking crazy. You whimper as I take a nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and sucking. I kiss down your stomach, feeling you squirm under my lips, you groan in frustration as I pull away to look at you, whimpering away for me like a desperate little slut. I slap your swollen clit while looking you in the eye, that naughty look forcing me to line my strap up with your entrance. I shove it inside of you giving you what you want, you gasp and moan as your eyes roll back in to your head. I’ve got a firm grip on your thighs as I pound into your tight cunt. I fuck you hard, your breaths hitching in between moans. I can see you getting frustrated because you can’t touch me, I smirk at you and take my thumb to your clit rubbing small circles, you throw your head back, dirty words and ‘oh fucks’ falling out your mouth, I love how fucking dirty you get for me. Your legs are wrapped tightly around me as I pound into you till your body tenses, I force you to look me in the eye and with one hand around your throat and a few slaps to your clit, you’re cumming all over my strap like the good little slut you are
trans man getting stuck under the bed while checking for monsters, ass and cunt exposed in the air
getting tentacle-fucked by the monster that was lurking in their closet
Normalise sex being fun and funny, not taking it entirely serious and knowing things will not go to plan. Being able to laugh at maybe a slightly strange sound or an unexpected move or slipping up on words when trying to be serious. It’s not p0rn, it’s real people and it’s not going to be a perfectly rehearsed sexy scene it’s real and human. If you can’t have fun and laugh with your partner even in some compromising positions you’re missing out. Keep a list of funny moments and sentences, it’s so much more personal and intimate when you can joke with each other.
okay I know this is not what anyone wants to see while they’re on their horny account but we seriously need to have a conversation about how to recognize underage blogs because I’m getting real concerned about the number of people I’ve been seeing the past couple days seemingly unknowingly interacting with blogs that are full of coded messages about how the user running them is a minor advertising CSAM
I want someone to force me to wear a really thin top so you can see my nipples through them. 'Awww look at how cute and perky they are' he would say as he pinches and rubs little circles around them. 'Oh puppy is this turning you on ?' they ask as they pinch a little harder. I flinch and whine at their touch which pleases them greatly. I can feel the wetness pool in my boxers and I push my thighs together to get as much friction as possible. 'You're going to look so slutty walking around like this' they whisper into my ear and my heart drops. I try and beg them not to make me go out with my nipples all hard and my boxers soaked through and sticky but they just laugh and tap my cheek, 'I want to parade my puppy around like the obedient slut he is'
Pretty boy in my lap. Pretty boy curled up comfortably in my arms. Pretty boy looking up at me with big watery eyes. Pretty boy hiding his face in my neck. Pretty boy letting my hands wander over him, doing whatever I want, touching however I want. Pretty boy breathing and moaning into my skin. Pretty boy squirming and losing his mind a little bit. Pretty boy begging me for more. Pretty boy tilting his head up, wanting a kiss. Pretty boy being so so good for me, and I lose my mind a little bit.
wish a ghost was violating me in public and there was nothing I could do about it.
when I’m in the fitting room, disembodied hands pass through my panties, fingering my cunt and playing with my clit until i soak the material, forcing me to buy it.
at work, hands groping my tits, massaging and pinching my nipples, forcing me to hold back tears and moans.
on my way home, shoved into an alley, pants pulled down and spanked without mercy until i’m crying.
in a public restroom, taking my panties away, ripping them to shreds or carrying them far far away, so i’m forced to walk around with the knowledge that my cunt is bare
never letting me cum unless i’m in public. only giving me enough time to hide behind a bush before it’s pounding my cunt until im in tears, shoving disembodied fingers in my mouth, spanking my ass with every thrust.
just..violate when i can’t do anything about it
dont dm me “hey”
just tell me how you would rape me and send me a picture of ur cock
you dont need permission to tell me what a slut i am