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"wow, you actually like this shit?" as I scroll through her disgusting horny Tumblr likes with one hand. Rubbing lazy circles on her swollen little clit with the other. Degrading her for being such a gross little girl while she mindlessly moans and humps my hand each time I send a filthy disapproving glance her way.
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using sluts as living fleshlights is super lovely. tying them up to the chair, because a toy can't move. gagging their mouth, because obedient toys are quiet. overstimulating them, because their orgasms don't matter.
so true
Shy girls who can't make eye contact in person but go home and furiously rub their clit while talking to strange men online. đ
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âGood girlâ
âYouâre taking it so well for meâ
âYou make me so proudâ
âMy pretty girlâ
âThis is only for you, babyâ
âYouâre all mineâ ........ as Iâm fucking and filling her up with my cum đ€
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okayy so what about free-use trains? free-use Ubers? free-use transport?
You order your uber and it comes to you with a freshly needy slut on her knees with a collar around her neck and chain binding her to the backseat where you can do as you please to her as you commute from place to place.
Perfect, right?
Well, perfect for you at least - not for me. I'm a working woman. I have a job I need to get to and when it just so happens to be an early 7am morning, so what if I accidentally type the last number of the cab service wrong?
the line should go dead, i should look down and reread the number and realise that ive typed it out wrong and correct it and properly order my transport.
what shouldn't happen, is for an uber to be placed regardless - and for when i enter the vehicle, there to be a chain and collar snapped open on the floor of the uber.
i realise my mistake as soon as i step in - i accidentally ordered one of those horny fuck-taxis instead of my normal cab to work - but it's too late to back out and reorder my cab as the driver speeds off without asking for my destination. S'pose he just remembered it from the phone call.
but no.
instead he pulled up outside a block of flats, and the door i sat besides was opened as a man entered and frowned.
why's she sat on the seat? that's not very obedient - is your quality dropping? And why is she not collared up?
my own look of confusion was slowly replaced with horror as i realised that both the driver and passenger thought that i was a... worker.
i stuttered to correct the man's misinterpretation, but before i could get the words out, he had slapped me around my face, shocking the words out of my mouth as i was dropped to the larger-than-average footwell.
and then all control was out of my hands as the man's hand wrapped around my neck and forced me onto the ground, struggling against my wriggling and helpless body that screamed for help as he snapped the collar around my neck - binding me to the godforsaken taxi as a slut for his helping
my breaths came out fragmented and i could feel tears pooling in my eyes in horror at what was happening - what he was doing.
His arms wrestled with my blouse, not caring to undo the buttons of my delicate white dress shirt - instead ripping them open like a box of biscuits, pulling my decency away from me and leaving my heaving breasts in nothing but a bra that swayed to accustom my bust as the car turned a corner.
his cock came out then, as he used my neck to push me and hold me on my back, his fingers pushing against my clit through a pair of tights and panties - pulling the both of them off and to the side before plunging his cock into my pussy without any lube - forcing a scream from my throat as me began shagging me against the car floor, nudging my nipple into view from behind my bra before his cold breath enveloped the bud and began playing with it
he leaves almost perfectly in time for him to reach his release - cumming inside my pussy whilst i still cried and covered my face with hands - however i felt no relief as another man entered the back of the car, with his cock already released and swinging like a weapon between his two legs as he shut the door behind him with a wide grin at the "office worker themed wear" i seemed to kinkily sport.
and this man seemed to think that my cries and pleads for helps and screams and weak pushes to get him off me were-
Wow! You really like cnc huh, more of your sluts should do this gig!
After multiple men - multiple rounds - multiple cumshots that left my skirt wet and stomach twisted, the car stopped and no man entered the car... and even the collar unlatched from around my neck!
i couldn't believe it... was i free?
i didn't give myself a chance to second doubt myself.
i pushed myself out of the car despite my weakness, my eyes adjusting to the brightness of the world i was thrust into outside of the cab- realising i was outside my work building!
a shiver ran through my body as the cool wind seemed to illuminate the hot trickle of liquid down my leg, and as i looked down i realised that there was cum leaking from my pussy.
blushing and realising i was in public like a wreck, i hurried into the building just as i heard the bell going off - indicating the midday break...
i ran to find the nearest toilet as the rumble of feet comign down stairs became louder - finally finding a WC sign on a door and launching myself through it - breathing a sigh of relief as i found a safeplace to open my eyes and look into the mirror to see....
fuck. i looked like a fucked out mess. my bra had been flipped on one side so that teh cup was squashed beneath my tit that was free and lay like a pillow against my chest, free of its material constraints - my stomach with white stripes of cum that lead to a wet skirt and more cumstreaks that fell down my thighs and tights.
the door squeaked and i whipped my head around, freezing in shock as i made eye contact with a...
a man. multiple men. coming to use the toilet during their break and freezing in shock at the cum-soaked girl stook half-naked in the middle of the men's toilets
their eyes raked up adn down me and i felt myself turn fearful once more as i noticed their expressions of... hunger.
A squeak left my mouth in shock and pain as both of my tits were grabbed in handfuls by a pair of hands from behind me, pressing up my tits and squeezing them, presenting them to the men that stood in the doorway before i heart a-
"i think we got our lunchtime treat right here, huh?"
imagine the final exam. kneeling in a room with more man than you can logically take at the same time but that doesn't matter. there are cocks and hands and mouth's everywhere and you will please them all no matter how hard you will do it and you will enjoy it
slut school!
teach us how to suck dick using dildos and condition us to have our pussies wet and slick when he give head and pleasure a man. have us crave the feeling of a real cock in our throat by teaching us that in pleasuring a man, that is where we will receive true gratification.
make us practice holding onto our orgasm and testing us on how long we can hold out before cumming and out bodies shuddering to a stop
punish us when we don't meet your expectations by abusing my sensitive clit with a vibrator strapped to it whilst you hammer my pussy for hours and grunt between thrusts about how i need to take my homework seriously, and how no man will ever give me their cock if i dont satisfy them before cumming myself
give us penpals, in the third year - where we are assigned a man that we need to please for a week - and at the end of the week, we're all put in a whorehouse specifically for our penpals, with our legs chained in position so that our holes are presented to them, and they can take it in turns to use all the different holes on display
make it expected for a girl to walk into class with cum dripping down her leg
make it our purpose to set our fake plastic cock on our seat before we sit down for class
make it our ambition to be called to the front of the class and forcefucked in front of all the other girls
Squeeze them together. Present your pretty chest for inspection. I need to see how durable of a sex toy you're gonna be for me.
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Throat training optional, but definitely on the table. Lol. đ
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"Should I show you what happens to naughty girls who don't listen to daddy"?
I really donât like feet which is why I love how much this turns me on.
Training time
"Come on now sweetheart, use your words" while i bury my fingers down your throat
"It's OK to cry kiddo, dad will be done soon" while I pin you into the mattress and pound your ass with no concern for anything but my own pleasure
Learn to read her body, her desires, her needs, learn those subtle motions that her body responds, entice her mind and her body will follow
"That's a good girl, you can take baby, just a little longer daddy's nearly there, " and you just know I'm going to breed your tight little hole.
"Of course I love you kiddo, this is how dad shows you how much he loves you" while I finger my cum back into you.
That's it kiddo, just a little longer, dad's almost there, dad's gonna fill your little hole, be a good girl for me kiddo.
No sweetheart dad isn't going to pull out
I see you there doe eyed wondering what it'll be like to call me dad as I rub my big cock on your tiny little cunt.
"I'm sorry kiddo I couldn't wait to take you, I promise I'll be done soon" as I pin you down under all my weight and rut into you desperately, before leaving your hole dripping in cum.
"No kiddo, there's no condom, why would I wear one when you're so pretty? When I need to feel how wet you are for me!" All while you plead for me not to.
"What's wrong kiddo? I though you wanted this" while you're dripping down your own thighs as I finger fuck you
"Hey kiddo" with the intention of taking every ounce of frustration out on you
"Its ok baby you can admit it," I know your bf isn't the man for you, that it's me you want inside you, using you, showing you how us older men turn pretty young girls into whimpering little messes.
"It's OK kiddo, you can unzip my pants," Of course if you do I'm going use your throat like my own personal flesh light.
Repost from Old Blog
Itâs a philosophical day apparently but thereâs something thatâs long bothered me.
The âdaddyâ title has become more and more popular, but it is far more than a title thatâs cool or sounds good during sex.
The title of âdaddyâ is a responsibility its kinda in the word itself. It comes with responsibility itâs actually in essence a parental role. You canât just dip in and out when it suits.
Yes itâs hot when theyâre whimpering daddy, but itâs also a reminder that they give you absolute trust, that you will be there when theyâre alone, afraid, scared, need guidance. If you donât want that level of responsibility then be smart and stick to less formal titles.
Iâm an actual parent have been for 20 years and I didnât allow girls to use daddy for me until I actually understood the responsibilities that come with it. That Iâm as much responsible for their well being as a person as I am for their pleasure. That it isnât a choice between the two, that I canât half ass being a daddy dom.
It is a simple fact that if you canât handle the responsibilities out side of sexual gratification then donât use the damn word. They are seeking comfort and safety, guidance and security, and not giving both sides is just more damage and suffering.
A daddy dom(me) is supposed to end the cycle of suffering not make it worse. Of course we make mistakes and get things wrong but communicate, as adults, put the dynamic aside and talk through your issues. Be adult, be smart and be responsible.
A daddy is a responsibility not a throwaway word during sex.
"That's it baby cry for me, you know it's only going to make me cum deeper in you"
"Well hi there little one" with the intent of pinning you down and having my way with you
My hand gripped on your throat, my eyes on yours, my fingers buried deep inside you.
Which do you want more? Do you want to cum or do you want to breathe?
"That's it kiddo, you can take it" While you cry and tell me you can't
In the mood to grab her by the throat force her down and take whatâs mine. Then use my toys to destroy her further while she uses her hands or mouth to get me hard again before ruining her insides again and again.
Take her to that place only I can because she knows her pretty little holes belong to me.