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WELCOME TO THE DEVOURING VOID
Come, come, do not be shy. Let me pique your curiosity and captivate your mind for but a moment. Do not fear sinking deeper into the warmth of the ravenous void.
In this wonderful realm of fantasy and depravity, the depths of the void take root, take hold, grasping tight to the dripping mind. So I ask this of you...
Understand the fantasy through which the void takes hold. Understand that I am here to explore and grow, not to harm and hurt. Understand that if what I create here is not for you, you can merely block and move on. Please do not report my personal space.
Oh, and as I'm sure is clear, but to lay it out clearly, this is an 18+ space.
Now then, should you truly wish to know more of me and my space, do be a dear and expand this post, let your eyes wander and take in all that I have written.
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WHO IS "VOID" More than a mere name.
As someone who often found himself disliking his birth-name, but unable to find a befitting replacement, I almost exclusively go by aliases outside of family and work. In this wonderful online world, I have chosen to go by "Void."
But who is Void?
I am quite a private person, but that does not mean I will not share. Born male, I still identify as male, but I often question being clumped with a group I often find disdain for the vocal minority of. I am in my late twenties, encroaching thirty this very year, but at times I find my mind clings to the past. Through my explorations I have learned much about myself, but for the purpose of this post I will say this much: I am dominant, with little interest in acting submissively. As far as I've learned, I am pansexual. I find myself often teetering in my mind between monogamy and polyamory, but I return time and time again to the concept of twisting multiple sweet little dolls as one. And for the sake of transparency, I have learned in the past year that I have unknowingly lived my life to this point with autism, which certainly was a shake-up to hear, and yet so understandable. As such, while communication is a key in this world, I do struggle with it and with burnout more than I'd like.
Beyond that, I find that words hold extreme power in this world. Words twist reality to the speaker's will. Words reshape images through desire. Words bind and connect.
All that aside, I do greatly enjoy speaking with others, so do not be shy, do not hesitate, you're more than welcome to contact me however you wish.
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WHAT DOES THE DEVOURING VOID DESIRE The devouring void is ravenous, and as such, it desires all.
Through many years of self exploration and experimentation, I have found my desires grow and flourish. My mind has become as the rushing rapids of a river, etching away rock over time to uncover more through a constant flow.
As such, know that there is a wide range of kinks and fantasies which may be showcased even in small forms in this space.
Below is a not-so-little snippet of the fantasies which, at one time or another, capture my attention. For convenience, this list has been put in alphabetical order, with the top 5 bolded & italicized, the next 5 of the top 10 bolded only, and the next 5 of the top 15 italicized only.
AH3GAO
BD/SM (GENERAL)
BLOOD PLAY
B0DY MARKING / BRUISING
B0DYWRITING
BONDAGE
BRAINWASHING / HYPN0SIS
BRAT (SUB FIGHTING BACK IN ANY MEANS)
BR3ATH PLAY / CH0KING
BR33DING
BUKK4KE
CNC / R4PE PLAY
C0RRUPTION
CUM-DUMP
D4CRYPHILIA (CRYING)
DI4PERS / PULL-UPS / 0MUTSU
D0LLIFICATION
EDG1NG
EN3MA
EXHIBITI0NISM / PUBL1C PLAY
G4GGING (USE OF G4GS)
G4GGING (ON OBJECT)
G4NG-“R4PE”
“G00D GIRLS MAKE M0RE G00D GIRLS”
HAR3M
INT0XICATI0N PLAY
KNIF3 PLAY
M3NDLESSNESS
NYL0N / PANTYH0SE
OBJECT INSERTI0N
OBSESSI0N
ORG4SM CONTROL / ORG4SM DENIAL / FORCED ORG4SMS
OVERSIZ3D INSERTI0N
OVERSTIMULATI0N
“PR3Y” ST4LKING / HUNT1NG
R3MOTE T0YS
RIPP3D CL0THING
RITU4LISTIC PLAY
RUINATI0N
SC4T / M3SSING
SCH00LGIRLS
SHIB4RI / R0PE PLAY
SM4CKING / SL4PPING / HITT1NG
STR3TCHING / G4PING / S1ZE TR4INING
TATT00S
TENT4CLES
THR33S0MES / F0URS0MES / M0RES0MES
V0MIT
W4TER-BASED PLAY (IN POOL / HOT-TUB / UNDERWATER)
W4TERSPORTS / P1SS PLAY
W4X PLAY
W3TTING / OMOR4SHI
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HOW DOES VOID LIKE TO PASS THE TIME Why, by spinning words, of course.
I find great enjoyment in writing short stories which focus on any number of the depraved little concepts listed above.
These stories will be posted here in due time, so if you're curious and can't find them, merely come and ask.
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DNI The Do-Not-Interact information.
Now... I think everyone here is well aware that in this day and age, clearly denoting your "DNI" requirements is a must right along-side your age, but I've noticed some lists get extremely long, so I'll keep mine short, sweet and to the point...
DNI IF...
You are not of legal age of consent.
You have a hate-filled heart.
You are a p3d0 by any name/term.
You are "x-phobic" (Where x is homo, trans, xeno, etc.)
You cannot separate depraved fantasy from amoral reality.
And again, please do not go reporting me, I am not here to cause harm and I ask you not cause me harm in return. Simply block and move on if you are not fond of what I have to offer.
"it was like something cracked open inside of me, not unlike a watermelon, cool and soothing sweet. I always thought insanity would be a dark and bitter feeling, but it is drenching and delicious if you really roll around in it."
- Kathryn Stockett, The Help
And there's no one to love you / When you build your walls too high / There's no one, who is strong enough to save your love / There's no fairytale / There's no fairytale
Alec Benjamin, Paper Crown
Homecoming
So there’s this girl that I used to play with years ago–call her Jennifer. Like lots of cunts eventually do, Jennifer eventually decided that the time in her life when she was going to explore filthy, disgusting sex was over. She wanted to find a nice boy and settle down. And so she did. But the thing about Jennifer–the thing about cunts like Jennifer, really–is that they don’t want nice boys. They just want to want nice boys.
I think it’s a simple truth that you can only fight your nature for so long. So I wasn’t totally surprised when, about six months ago, maybe halfway into the pandemic, Jennifer started texting me again. It had been about two years since we had ended things, and she’d been seeing somebody nice and vanilla for more than a year of that time. He loved her, she said. He was nice to her. But whenever they were finished having sex, she always excused herself to the bathroom, laid down on the floor with her face near the base of the toilet, and rubbed to orgasm thinking about what I used to do to her.
She thought about how I used to invite a couple of friends over and we’d all brutally fuck her ass. How we made her clean our cocks out of her ass, laughed and called her a shit-licking cunt and a toilet-mouth slut. How I’d make her crawl around the living room naked while we watched the game. How everybody would make her get them beers. (”Get them beers”: we’d make her crawl to the fridge, shove the bottles in her cunt, and then crawl back to us like that. We’d laugh as we pulled the cold bottles out of her wet hole, and then we’d spank her or finger her asshole for a second while she begged for an orgasm we never gave her.) She thought about how we’d make her lick the spit out of the palms of our hands. About how may cocks she sucked for me. (Dozens, easily.) About how I’d made her drink my piss while my friends made videos of it on their phones to jerk off to later. About how I’d make videos of her masturbating and telling me her most disgusting fantasies, and then send those videos out as invitations to our little parties.
She’d tried, she said. But she couldn’t do it. And…would I ever think about taking her back? She’d leave her boyfriend tomorrow, she told me, one hand on her cunt, to be my on-call side bitch. I told her I wasn’t really interested. But she persisted. And I mean for months. Her begging. Sending me pictures and audio files. Telling me all the things she’d do for me. Disgusting things. Horrible fucking cunt things. Me ignoring her. Telling her that I’d moved on. Her begging harder. Sending even more disgusting pictures and audio files. Promising to do even worse things for me. The worst things you can imagine. Worse than that.
Finally I broke down. I told her I’d consider taking her back, but she was going to have to earn it. She said she’d do anything. So I told her that she and her boyfriend should get a hotel room at a particular hotel near my place. She should pay for it and give it to him like a present–a “romantic getaway”. She should imply that there would be lots of fucking on this getaway. She should text me when they arrived. While I was on my way, she should tell him to step out on the balcony and enjoy the view of the city while she got changed into something hot. When he was out there, she should lock the door and wait for me to show up. She could lie on the bed and edge her cunt while he watched thinking about what was about to happen, but she couldn’t let him back in.
When I knocked on the door of their hotel room, she opened the door to the room, dressed in sexy, see-through black lingerie, her panties pulled to one side to expose her wet hole. The whole room smelled like cunt. I laughed, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back into the room.
I looked her boyfriend right in the eye through the glass door, smiled, and slapped Jennifer in the face as hard as I could. He started banging on the sliding glass door with his fists. She reeled, moaned, and leaned down to kiss my foot. As she licked and groaned with pleasure, I looked at him again and laughed. She looked up at me, her eyes worshipful. I spit in her face. She gave my foot another kiss. “I missed you, Sir,” she said. “You’re my king.”
“I know stupid,” I said. I reached down and ripped her lingerie until it was hanging off her like a rag. I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face into the window so she was looking right at her boyfriend. Then I stuck two of my fingers in her ass. She squealed. I leaned over and whispered into her ear what I wanted her to say to him. She started talking.
She told him that she couldn’t ever really love him. That she was sorry for what she was. Then she begged me to fuck her ass while he watched. To hurt her. I jammed her face against the window harder, reached down to pull my cock out, and pushed into her. She screamed. I started to pound her now-tight hole and I talked to her about the old days, loudly enough for her boyfriend to hear every word. I told her about how my friends missed our anal gangbang cunt. She begged me to call them again. She looked right into her boyfriend’s eyes and told me that she’d do anything if I’d call them again. She told me that to prove her devotion, she’d even beg her loser boyfriend to take her back. She stopped talking to spit right at his face. Her spit landed on the glass. I laughed. Then she continued. She’d beg so hard and so persistently that he would take her back, she said, eventually, and then she’d beg him to marry her. She’d pretend he was her king. She’d convince him. Then, on their wedding night, she’d let my friends come into their honeymoon suite, tie him up, gangbang her, and cover her wedding dress with piss.
I pulled out of her ass and jacked off onto her face. Wiped my cock clean in her hair. Then I pulled her old collar out of my pocket, snapped it back around her neck, and attached her leash. She kicked off the tattered remains of her lingerie. I put my jacket on her so she wouldn’t be completely naked as I walked her to the car. We left the rest of her things in the hotel room and walked out the door, her following me on the leash, shoeless, collared, and almost naked, my cum leaking down her leg. Her boyfriend still on the balcony. For housekeeping to let in, I guess. I never did find out.
hookup culture has men enjoying 100% orgasms while women only manage to orgasm 7% of the time
Relevant quotes from the full study:
"Research suggests that women may set the bar for satisfactory sex quite low - specifically, the absence of pain and degradation rather than the presence of pleasure and orgasm."
[Regarding men being more likely to engage in manual clitoral stimulation and oral sex when in a relationship, while fellatio was prevalent among hook-ups and relationships] "According to the authors, these findings suggest the orgasm gap is larger in casual sex because women are less likely to feel entitled to seek their own sexual pleasure and men are less motivated to provide their partners with pleasure..."
so what do women gain from sexual liberation and hookup culture? they get no orgasms, no emotional support and still get judged and slutshamed by society.
it seems to me that sexual liberation is a misnomer and hookup culture which is marketed to women as a way of expressing their sexual freedom and overcoming the unfair patriarchal standards women were supposed to live up to is actually a way to get women to accept less commitment and emotional investment.
(X) (X)
I was born to serve cock. My pleasure does not matter. I am only here to have cocks forced in me whenever a man wants to cum.
Both! Tell us about oral techniques on each please
Oh god I was hoping you wouldn't ask, now I have to write so much haha
Well if it's a dick I usually focus on the head with my mouth and tongue, one hand on the shaft (moving on synch with my head) and one hand playing with the balls depending on personal preference.
If it's a pussy I usually focus on the clit area with my tongue and lips and use my fingers to play with it while holding onto them with the other hand or just simply using it to support myself.
i think i might fuck myself in the ass with my giant black dildo tonight.. what do you guys think? should i do it??
(read: wanna see??)
I finally got myself a lovesense vibrator and used it for the first time today. I’m in love! And although mine is only the lush 3 and only has a g-spot vibe O was still able to cum twice because of the antenna vibrating against my clit!
AND I got myself one of those rose clit suckers and used it in the shower and came within 20 seconds and squirted my brains out! I was shaking for an hour after!
Especially if I can picture my future girlfriend in it
Is it anyone else's fantasy when reblogging sub things to just be next to another sub receiving the same treatment? Let's get our brains fucked out while our fingers interlace and we lean into each other.
You are the cuckquean I aspire to be
Thank you, sadly you are anon and i can t be of advice :-(
Will somebody give me attention:( I’ll do whatever for it
Being forced to stay at home alone let many girls discover kinks, no one would ever have guessed.
I want someone to catch me getting fucked by a dog and telling me what a disgusting whore I am 🙄
girls that thought getting chubby would be fun but they’re starting to get nervous they’re too fat but they can’t stop eating like a pig
Master and I bought a vibe that goes in my panties and pushes against my clit. And it has a remote for him to use while it's on me. Things are about to get kinky again.
whenever someone with a very cutesy blog likes one of my more intense posts…..I am always just “:3c ohohoohohh”
I just want someone to talk about me in the way I talk about my dog!
i edged for hoursss tonight to lotsa porn (mostly women cumming because somebody thought it’d make me squirm. and it did) while repeating a mantra i’ve been given. i said it so many times in the hours i was edging that - for maybe even the first time ever - i really was absolutely mindless. not a single thought except the words i was speaking. even now after taking some time to get myself together enough to actually write a post, i’m not saying the words out loud anymore but i can still hear them echoing around in my mind..
good girls edge. good girls don’t cum. good girls obey. good girls get dumb. good girls get fucked. good girls drool.
good girls edhe. goodngirls dotn cum. good girls oeby. godo gorls get dum. goodg irls ge tfucked. gopd girld droool
Uhhm, I even prefer eating pussy to having sex.
I need a man who gets hard eating my pussy
Two dates
A lot of men assume that it takes a lot of work to fuck a girl. Especially the sweet, shy, modest kind.
Wrong.
Let’s compare the following two dates.
#1
I’ve met “Mark” through a friend. I’ve seen him around for quite a while, had causal conversations here and there, flirted. One day, he asks me out. A concert, followed by a dinner at a fancy restaurant. Mark is nice - smart, successful, decent looking. We had a nice time and he walks me to my apartment, with a hug goodnight. We had two more dates before he kissed me at my door steps. Two more dates before I invited him inside. He ate my pussy for a long time before fucking me. It was sweet and he was good - made me cum. I asked him later why he waited until the fifth date for sex - he said he didn’t want to be presumptuous.
#2
“Evan” and I met through a work function a few weeks after I’ve met Mark. He was just as smart, successful, good looking - but with a lot of charisma. I was attracted to him instantly - there was just a sense of assertiveness and confidence that I perceived. We went out a few days after Mark and I had sex - I had planned on canceling, but decided to go through with it.
I wore a new dress, with my favorite stilettos and stockings. I guess it was obvious from the way I dolled myself up that I wanted him. We went for drinks - I told him about Mark and he brushed it off, said that he didn’t care. He complimented the way I dressed for him - says he likes women who are feminine. We made out in the bar. He says that he can see through me. I believe him - despite all of my appearances, he saw me as a slut, ready to be taken.
I was drunk by the time we got to my door. I had full intentions of going in by myself, until he looked me in the eye and asked me if I enjoy sucking cock. Exact words. My pussy was wet instantly. I said yes. We go in and sat on the couch. I got on my knees, with my pretty dress, stocking and dress still intact. I sucked his cock. He came in my mouth. He left shortly after and I fingered myself until I came, still on the couch.
He fucked me two days later. He was not sweet - he tossed me around like I was weightless, and alternated between my mouth and pussy. He made me say his name as he fucked me. I screamed when I came. I went to his office the next day and gave him a blowjob under his desk, in my work blouse and skirt. A few days later we had anal - my first time. He says he is seeing other women. I told him I didn’t care.
Mark never knew about Evan for the duration of our relationship. He made sweet love to me as always, all the while I was a slut in Evan’s harem.
Lesson for the gentlemen out there - ask if your girl enjoys sucking cock. Quite a few will show you.
cum in my mouth and make me kiss another girl
I just want a cute girl with a nice strap to pound my pussy til I pass out 🥺
I just wanna stick my tongue deep in some pussy
Well that's my tumblr side, that's my nasty side.
I got a nasty side that I keep to myself cause nobody else is into that shit 😔
As it turns out I’m apparently “extremely bossy” in bed…😂😝