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Letting my best friends get me high+drunk and becoming a pretty fuck doll for them. They complained that they always do things I wanna do. That we never did things they wanted to do. So I agree for one night I will do anything they wanna do. No matter how much I whine or complain they are allowed to make me do it. So now I'm sitting between them as they pass things back and forth. They knew I didn't do either of those things but it was perfect.

Just relax against us, it's okay. They both snuggle me close, now take a drink. One holds my face as the other holds the bottle. Straight from the bottle? They nod it's okay, not like we haven't shared food and drinks before. The bottle is pressed to my lips and I take a sip. It's pulled away and they watch as my face cringes. That's terrible, I cough and they laugh. Open your mouth again, he leans in and shot guns smoke into my mouth. I don't get how y'all enjoy this, I whine. Trust me it gets fun and relaxing, whatever. They keep this going, eventually even making me take a hit directly from the blunt.

Guys, I can't anymore...I feel weird. I whine but my face is grabbed again and I'm made to take more. I'm slumping against them as they start to get even more touchy. Grabbing my tits, stomach, thighs, and anywhere they can get their hands on. It's fine, you just aren't used to this. Plus you said you'd do anything for us tonight, I feel him start to leave a trail of kisses down my neck. I whine and throw my head back giving him more space. Slowly spreading my legs too as I grab onto them. Look how good and pretty she's being. Daring too, spread herself like nothing. I feel a hand fall between my legs, cupping my cunt.

I let out a soft moan, can't believe we finally have her. Only took guilt, alcohol, and weed. I pout and shake my head, been wanting this. They laugh, have you? Princess was too shy to give in wasn't she? Yeah? Got a little courage now, that's it? I nod and pull him closer. Good, he kisses me and I hear our best friend moan. Fun night this is going to be, I pull away from the kiss only to get pulled in for another as they pass me back and forth. Before we know it clothes are getting thrown on the floor and I'm getting put on all fours. Look at our pretty doll, he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. Barely holding herself up, they laugh.

He controls everything

As a female, you are completely powerless.

He controls and should control everything in your life.

How you behave, how you dress, where you go.... What, where, when, how and why you do what you do while there.

He controls what you say or if you even speak at all.

He controls when or if you see your friends and family.

He controls your finances, determining what, if any any out of your own pay check that you will or should receive.

He controls what you eat and how much.

He controls when and where you sleep as well as the duration.

He controls whether you sit, stand or crawl.

He determines if you are permitted on the furniture.

He controls when you use the bathroom and whether you do so inside or outside.

He controls what you do in His absence.

Naturally, you have daily chores that are monitored for time and efficiency.

He determines your weight and the exercise needed to keep it set.

He determines the size of your tits.

He determines whether to mark your body and to what degree.

He controls how, when and where He fucks you.

He determines who else fucks you.

He chooses which hole or holes He uses.

He chooses where He cums.

He determines when or if you cum.

He chooses if you get pregnant.

"Yes, laying down is good. That way you won't fall."

Eyes glazed, staring at nothing. Dumb smile on her face, streak of drool running down her chin. Panting, shallow breaths. Little wet spot between her spread legs, thighs glistening. A giggle every so often. She was gone.

For fun, he reached across and mimed plucking something from her head. She didn’t immediately notice, but after a delay of a second or so there came another giggle. Silly owner.

“I took all your brains,” he said, holding up his fingers pinched together, as though he was dangling something. He wasn’t, obviously, but she still struggled to bring her eyes to focus on it anyway, woozy, confused. She stared intently at the nothing a moment and then giggled yet again, blinking slowly.

“‘Don ‘wan brainsss….” she slurred, the closest she’d managed to actually speaking in a long while now. He considered this, nodding to himself.

“Alright. So I should just throw these away?” He asked, motioning to do that. She’d started groping her tits again, eyes fluttering shut, and if it hadn’t been him speaking she probably wouldn’t have listened at all.

“Brainss bad… no brains…” she mumbled, head lolling.

She was so gone.

“Alright,” he said again, getting an idea. “Maybe best to keep them for now, case I need them. Maybe your friends start asking questions again or something, you know? But where to keep them, hmm…”

With her eyes closed she didn’t notice him getting closer.

“Somewhere safe, somewhere we probably won’t lose them… ah, I know…”

She gasped as his fingers slid into her, so, so easily. Her whole body juddered, head falling forward, eyes still closed. She was so gone.

“This seems like a good place, hmm? Nice and safe here. I think your brains fit much better here than they ever did in your head. Isn’t that right?”

The sound his fingers made between her legs were obscene.

“Nnnhhhh ah riiggghttt…”

“So I think your brains can just stay tucked away here, nice and safe in your cunt. You do most of your thinking down here anyway, when I’m not telling you what you should be thinking, so this is for the best. Yes?”

“Besssst yesss…”

“My little dummy just thinks with her cunt. Can you say that for me?”

“N’little dummy s’thinks cuntss…” she slurred. He smiled, pulling his fingers out and not even waiting until she’d finished halfway-mumbling the words before feeding them, slick, into her mouth. She sucked automatically, moaning like how she’d been trained to, and how she thought she always had.

“Take it like a good-girl, or else I’ll have to use this and blow your head to fucking pieces. Do you understand you slut.” I say while pushing my loaded gun inside your mouth. Cramming it in violently. Brushing the hard steel against your tongue, while tears roll down your face.

This, while my fat cock violently throbs inside your pussy.

What started as some teasing. Some joking. Some flirting. Eventually ended with me manhandling you into place and ripping your panties to shred. Before you knew it you had my fat cock inside your cunt. Forcing in hard and dry. You resisted. Sobbed. Cried. Screamed. And worst of all… you annoyed me.

And that shit will not stand.

So as you screamed and cried. Wildly swinging. I grabbed my gun and pressed it against your throat. One swift moment. A split second for you to realize. For you to sob and whisper soft “please no’s” while being extremely still. Too scared to move. Too scared to resist. Until I moved my gun inside your mouth and continued rapidly thrusting my cock inside of you.

Imagine me threatening you that way. One hand roughly grabbing onto your hips. The other holding the weapon in place. Deep in your fucking mouth. While my raw cock pounds your needy hole. You suffer. You cry. You sob. Quietly. And me? I enjoy your fucking hole. And you better not move an inch. Or I’ll blow your face to pieces. You better stay fucking still until I’m done with you. Until you feel me spill my seed in your pussy. Feel me groan loudly and twitch inside. Before pulling out my softening cock and waves of cum start dripping.

When everyone slept. Your bedroom door open. Panties and a simple top the only thing keeping you warm and safe. You never expected to get suddenly ripped away from your soft dreams. You never expected to be woken up and forced in your own bed. In your own house. By me. Just a friend you had met online. Somebody you had spoken to for a while. Somebody that had come over to your place to hang out and then slept on the couch due to public transports failing on you.

You had closed your eyes feeling safe and soft and have openend them while being absolutely wrecked and used.

Hands wrapped around your throat. Clothes yanked off. Body wet, sweaty, bruised and marked and your hands cuffed together. Your legs forcefully spread open. Your pussy stuffed with the cock of your assailant. Filled and sore from the hours of brutal fucking. Your pussy and body already covered in cum from the previous rounds. You try to whimper and scream for help, but your mouth had already been stuffed shut with a gag. You tear up and look at him. Look at me.

“Fuck, I expected the sleeping meds to last longer.. oh well.” I exclaim mid groan. As I push my cock deeper and rougher inside your willing and wet pussy. With one hand I slap your clit roughly, with the other I continue holding you down by your throat.

All of the air rushing out of your lungs. He forces to your knees. A hard slap to the face making you open your mouth. His cock thrust into your mouth. Forcing it's way to your throat. Choking you of the air your lungs are burning for.

"I think someone needs to be reminded that every breath you draw is a gift from me. I tolerate you wasting then on speaking as long as it's pleasant to me. Unpleasant bitches don't need to breathe."

🏕️ Carrying trash in my cunt to leave no trace

🏕️ When I have to piss in the woods hand me stinging nettles to wipe my cunt with

🏕️ randomly pushing me over as I walk

🏕️ Finding sticks you want to keep so you force them into my ass

🏕️ Making me squat over holly bushes to piss

🏕️ Using my mouth as a urinal but complaining everytime I have to piss that I slow us down

🏕️ Giving me a wedgie so my clit is crushed with each step

🏕️ Putting little bits of gravel in my shoes so I'm in constant pain

🏕️ Swim in the lake to clean and cool off but make me rub my cunt in the dirt for your amusement

🏕️ Make me sleep outside with honey drizzled on my body to make sure I'm not alone