Love AI but not that kind

I don’t care if I look dumb, i’ll wear the collar, I’ll crawl to you, I’ll whimper while I hump your leg just please touch me. Please.

my tail wags when i give head btw

no no no u guys dont get it its not just abt wanting to be killed ok its abt them being able to kill u but not wanting to bc ur so warm n soft n nobody is ever going to look at them w such devotion ever again if ur in the fucking dirt n its abt them knowing tht they can push u to the brink of death n ur still gonna use the last bit of ur strength to crawl over to them n lay at their feet like an animal finding a quiet place to die n its abt the look on their face while they watch u struggle n feeling so so good for them bc they want to watch u at ur most ugly n desperate while ur fighting for ur life they want to see it so bad they’d risk everything for it !!!!!!

Dog not as lesser but as obedience embodied

top who apologizes profusely when they start to rape you. ‘oh my god I’m so sorry, fuck I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I just need to do this—I’ll be quick, I’m sorry’. but then their sorry’s slowly get shakier and whinier and eventually they just start moaning so fucking loud because you squeeze them so well and they need to cum so bad, and they can’t even finish their pathetic ‘s-sorry’s anymore because they’re not sorry. you feel too good, they don’t regret anything anymore, and they take their time now, pounding into you, relishing the way their cock glides in and out of your hole.

(rubbing my cheek against your bulge like a pet would) do you fw me

“sit pretty” is something you can say to a doll to make it cum

need to put a girl in the basement and change her til she doesn't pass the harkness test anymore

first you'll be too proud to beg, then you'll beg to be let go, then you'll just beg me to stop. for a while after that you won't beg at all. then you'll start again, but this time you'll be begging me to kill you. by the time you've given up on that, we should be about ready to start on the real work

it's okay. all the words will be gone and you'll cry whenever you see light. you're gonna be perfect.

no honey, you won't feel better. it will be worse. but only for some thing that isn't you anymore.

do you know what it does to a woman keeping a feeling like this in a cage all day and being decent. do you feel my eyes tightening around your neck

ok i know i literally wrote this filth but like girls in the notes are yall ok?? do you all need anything??

can i help? i want to help. let me help. let me help. i'm helping. i'm helping. shut up, this is helping.

do you understand? i want to be good to you and heal what the world did. to make you whole. but there's a weight somewhere here in the dark of me that pulls any line into a curve. coils any ray of light into a spiral downward no matter what i want. do you fucking understand? stop crying.

What if we were at a house party and you pulled me into the bathroom every hour or so to fuck my brains out while you keep refilling my drink so I get drunker and drunker until the end of the night when I'm so far gone on alcohol and orgasms that the only thing I still know how to do is seek out your body so that I can cum again

*horny dog* ur leg is looking so good today

Foreplay can be detailing how you'd mutilate them, if you're pure of heart

kissing but more like panting into each others mouths out of pure desperation