bite down. hard.

I struggle against him because I don't do this sort of this without discussion first. But I can't deny the way the blood rushes to my pussy as soon as his hands are on me. I try to pull away from him and he gets aggressive. He flips me over onto my stomach and yanks my pants down. Panic sets in as I realize what he's about to do to me.

I start trying to push myself up from the bed and I beg him to stop, but he's so much bigger and stronger than me. He puts one hands on the center of my back and pins me to the bed, the other hand dipping into my pussy and gently brushing my clit. The stimulation makes my hips jump and I sob from shame and fear. I can feel my pussy starting to gush. There's no reason I should be so turned on by this.

He rubs my clit as I beg and plead for him to stop, please stop, I won't tell anyone, we don't need to do this, we can forget it happened and go back to the movie. He ignores me and pulls his cock out, rubbing the head against my pussy, teasing my fluttering hole. Tears stream down my face. I continue to try to get up and push him off of me, but he's just too heavy and strong.

He slowly pushes his cock into my pussy and groans. My pussy pulses at his low voice, dripping more slick as he spears me open. As soon as he's all the way inside, he gets really violent. Fucking me ruthlessly as I scream and beg and cry for him to stop, please stop, slow down, it hurts. He slaps my ass hard and forces my face down into the bed, pulling my hair, ass up. He rapes my pussy and the stretch feels like fire because he gave my pussy no time to accommodate him.

He starts dirty talking me, telling me how he knows I'm a filthy whore who begs to be raped by men online. He's seen my blog. My face heats up in embarrassment and shame as I realize what's happening is my fault. He's just giving me what I begged for.

I start struggling again as my clit twitches and my hole clenches, pleasure building in my pussy. I don't want to cum. I don't want to cum from being raped and molested and violated like I'm some kind of desperate whore. He sneers at me and degrades me for being a filthy slut who's enjoying rapist cock.

He stops holding me down and reaches around to grope one of my tits. He tells me how he knows I'm a stupid bitch who loves my tits played with because I post about it like a slut so often. When he pinches and pulls on my nipple, I cum hard and sob. He gets excited by this and rapes me even harder, spurned on by my obvious enjoyment, and moves his hand from my tits to rub my clit. My pussy feels so good against my will that I start going stupid. I don't want to enjoy it. I don't want to like it. But my pussy is so wet and I cry as I realize I do like it. He feels so good inside of me. I want to cum again.

He starts telling me to just give in, just give in and relax and take his cock like a good little rapetoy. "You're doing so well, your pussy's so wet and tight. So good around my cock. Just let me rape you. Let me drain my balls into your cunt. You know you want it. You beg for it. Just let it happen."

I finally give in and stop struggling and crying, letting myself whimper and moan. As he keeps rubbing my pussy and raping his cock deep into me, I get so cock drunk and stupid that I start moaning loudly and begging for him to keep going. I beg him to keep raping me. He laughs at me cruelly and tells me he's going to breed me. Through the moans I tell him no, I'm not on birth control. He says I'm a stupid cunt and that's the point. He's going to get me pregnant. I keep trying to tell him no but there's no conviction in my voice. I'm slamming my pussy onto his cock as he thrusts in and out, and it's obvious that my words mean nothing. My body is betraying me.

I cum again, squeezing around his cock. It pushes him over the edge and he grunts and moans as he drains his balls deep into my fertile cunt, right against my cervix. He tells me how he's cumming and filling me up and breeding me, and I can't hide the moan it pulls from me. He calls me his stupid cumdump, his breeding bitch. Tells me that being a hole to rape and breed is all I'm good for. He makes me repeat it. I repeat it until I know it's true.

When he pulls out, he doesn't clean me up. He slaps my pussy and ass and calls me a slutty little rapedoll. He degrades me for cumming on rapecock twice. It makes my pussy gush.

C/W: Anal

God, I'd love nothing more than to force my cock into your ass right now. I mean fuck, could you imagine that? My hand on your back as I bend you down? A finger slowly sliding into your ass... and then a second? Gently sawing back and forth as I lean over so you can feel my stiff cock graze the small of your back. So you can feel my fingers roughly push themselves down your throat.

And then I'd push myself in. Could you imagine my light, gentle laughter flowing into your ears as I stretch your ass out? The muffled grunts you'd make into my fingers as I push them down further? No longer letting you suck them, but fucking your throat with them. Would you like that? If I pulled my fingers out from your throat and spread them in front of your dizzy eyes? Showing you each strand of throat drool clinging onto them as I pound away into your ass.

Fuck, and the sex itself? Needy, feral humping and rutting into your tight, forbidden hole, like you're some cheap fleshlight and not a human worthy of respect and dignity. My heavy cock splitting that tight, feral hole. And despite the pain and intense feelings I'd pound into you, you'd still go brainless. Too fucking filled up and broken to even consider asking me to stop. Your brain having leaked out of your holes. Out of your mouth. Out of your cunt. Just reduced to one, singular hole, and my cock absolutely fucking destroying it.

God, just imagine all that at once. My needy hands filling your throat. Crawling and pinching and groping and touching you. The feeling of being reduced to some helpless, vulnerable little hole for me to fuck. Like you're being claimed. I don't think it'd even matter what I said to you in that moment. Whether I'd call you a good girl or a nasty little anal whore. I don't think you'd be able to listen.

cw incest

your back laid flat against the couch. you could hear the noises of your mother cooking some soup for dinner. your mother, oh your poor mother. she didn’t even know that her husband was rutting into you, his own daughter, right on the couch she was just sitting on. you wonder what she’d do if she found out. who would she be mad at? him, you, both?

you never wanted her to find out. which is precisely why you were trying your absolute hardest to keep it down. but it was you sunk your teeth into tojis rough shoulder, but your moans were still so loud, even while muffled :(.

then, he thrusted into you particularly hard, and you yelped. both you and toji froze in fear, in fear of your mothering coming to check what’s happening.

then you heard it– her usually soft voice booming loudly from the kitchen. “everything okay in there?”

toji instantly spoke up, “everything’s fine, jus’ keep cookin’!”

you let out a sigh of relief, breathing heavy and steadying your heart rate. until both toji’s hands slid up to your neck, and squeezed. he resumed his pace, right back to fucking you into the couch.

“you want your mom to come in and see this? huh? you wanna get me in trouble or somethin’? dumb bitch..” he whispered under his breath, just loud enough so you could hear him. you opened your mouth to respond, but no words could come out. he was choking you too hard. instead, you just shook your head desperately and brung your hands up to scratch at his wrists.

he scoffed and sped up the pace, being more aggressive now. you definitely made him mad. “what an attention whore,”

he laughed at your pathetically open mouth, but nothing coming out of it. your eyes started to tear up and your throat dried. conveniently– as if he knew, he spit right into your mouth.

his body was pressed tightly against yours, covering your entire self. the head of his cock repeatedly punched against the spongy area inside your pussy. you don’t know if that or the joking was what was making your eyes roll back into your head.

“fffuck— i’m gonna cum, baby, keep being quiet for daddy.” he squeezed his eyes shut as he finished inside of you, not daring to pull out.

his hands released your throat as he sat back up and started putting his pants back on. you gasped for air, hands coming up to rub at your sore throat. finger-shaped marks were already beginning to form around your neck.

the idea of a cuntgirl screaming and crying as I force my cock in her dry asshole is driving me insane. pushing through the resistance and feeling her clench on me so hard as she fucking wails...

post my location and watch as I get pounded and raped by more cocks than i can count, crying and gagging until I finally pass out while my holes are still being stretched open

(pls pls pls send threats? ♡)

It’s easy to keep women in line if you remember our basic operating instructions. Stimulation of the cunt will induce obedience, sexual excitement, and craving for humiliation.

To maximize the potential of the female mating response, it would make sense to implement public fuck stations. Basically these would be phallic objects for women to casually impale themselves on during the day.

Imagine going to a restaurant and the server asks how many are in your party. The next question is how many cunts are with you. When you get a table, the place settings for the bitches are chairs with fat dildos securely fastened on them. Your wife, daughters, and any free use sluts you picked up can lift their skirts and sink down to impale themselves for the meal.

Buses, subways, and commuter trains all have lines of plastic cocks for women to bend over and secure themselves on. Men can experience the entertainment of watching bitches struggle to balance on a rocking train solely by clenching their cunts on the stabilizing pricks.

Movie theaters and sports stadiums have bitch seats for any females accompanying a man. Even grocery carts are modified to have an extended arm with a fake cock so women can shop while filled, waddling down the aisles with their staked cunts on display.

It will become second nature for females to plan their day around cock. To walk into a board room filled with men and complacently take the bitch seat in the corner to take notes. To use the fuck stations next to vending machines hoping to catch a man’s eye while he’s on his lunch break.

Every bitch is different but I feel strongly that humping is good for a female. It’s humiliating. It ingrains an ass up position that’s convenient for cocks. It reinforces that we’re just another female mammal in heat and presenting ourselves for the males.

It’s also impossible to ignore what my body reacts to. Sometimes I try to just lay still and get used to the pressure on my vulva, but often I’ll read something humiliating and my hips will mindlessly pulse down to grind my cunt forward. So now I know my instinctive reaction to misogyny is to pump my bitch hole.