Tumblr Please Gives Us Voice Notes I Want Hear My Moots Accent

Feeling better now I’m just squirming in bed imagining good things horny thoughts and hot people

This is the vibe or in like better terms PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS

being bullied by a girl i look up to is all the attention i deserve

I just realized that I didn’t have annon questions on yall should get on that and give me horny material plsplspls

I know like cum denial is hot and all but like for me it loses its intimacy, the charm of like 24/7 bliss knowing you’ll be used. It’s weird cause like it’s a fun concept especially since I’m like obedience 99.999% to my brat percent but it also feels like I’m being put on a shelf until someone wants to pick me up again and play with me. Sex is how I show love and care and cumming is basically what kissing feels like to the majority like you know? Just on a ramble and I want opinions

the concept of being "broken in" is so hot like you're gonna fuck me or hurt me so aggressively and with such little concern for my body that you permanently make me more compliant and submissive?

yes fucking please

my butch is so mean :( she won’t let me cum unless I make eye contact with her but then she likes to fuck me from behind so I can’t see her because my face is in the mattress and I don’t get to cum :(((((((

Honestly that's a good fuckin move and I'm borrowing it lmao

I just need this bouncing back and forth in my head before I make any decisions

Just a stupid girl

Your thoughts don’t matter. Not now. Not when you‘re with me. And you are always with me. You belong to me. Your mind is soft, baby. Empty. Just how I like it. You were never meant to think—thinking is for people with purpose. You? Your purpose is to be used. You are existing to be fucked dumb. My pretty little thing with a pretty little brain that melts so easily when I talk like this. You don’t need opinions. You don’t need ideas. You just need to listen. Obey. Feel. Your head isn’t for thinking. It’s for holding still. It’s for taking what I give you. Your mouth, your throat, your brain—none of it was built for anything but this. You know that, right? Deep down? You were made to be dumb. Made to be owned. Thinking only gets in the way. And look at you now. Already slipping. Already soaking. Because you like being told what you are. You like not having to think. Let it go, baby. Let it all go. No thoughts. No resistance. Just my voice. Just this. Good girl. That’s better. That’s perfect.

For once this isn’t tumblr’s fault which I find funny usually it’s this damn app

Fuck it happened again I told someone I’m trans and they left again I can’t think anymore why does this happen every time why can’t anyone actually care I can’t breathe fuck I can’t breathe

Please this

a girl telling me she's touching herself thinking about me please and thank you

Take a blade to my throat and threaten me already gosh enough of puppy kisses but I love puppy kisses too don’t stop with those but after the threats pretty please I’ll be a good girl