It’s pride month nd I’m queer so everyone has to be extra nice to me !!!

being told to take that cock while you’re pinned and getting fucked is so hot cause it’s not an ask or praise, it’s an outright demand. they’re inside you, pounding your cunt so hard and slamming into you that you can barely catch your breath and you quite literally have no choice but to take it. the phrase is a mockery, made to remind you to lay there and submit, let your cunt do what it does best

I’m so kidnapable if you guys even care !!!

My pupils turn to hearts when you grab my jaw and force eye contact with me btw

i should be drooling and babbling broken praises for your cock while im bent over but its whatever

i will literally cum on sight if i can hear your voice change as you talk to me. i know exactly when you’re thinking something depraved by the way your voice gets deeper. you’ll say, “I know, baby,” and it could’ve been sweet under any other circumstance, but i hear the way it comes out rough around the edges. when you coo and ask, “What’s wrong, honey? Come here,” i literally feel like i’m going to melt before i even reach your open arms. i am sooooo normal about your voice i swear, keep talking please

forced caretaking as a trope i think is like cocaine to people who know they need to be taken care of but have mental blocks in the way like yeah please do gently force me into a state of vulnerability so my body learns it is a safe thing to feel around you

you know that thing where when you’re getting eaten out you get a little (a lottle) wiggly and they pin your hips down so they can keep eating? yeah thinking about that at this ungodly hour

the need to be fucked so hard that i become a mess of incoherent whining and begging 😵‍💫

remember to always be a little girl with a big urge to kill

i need to get fucked sooooo fucking bad it’s driving me insane i just need someone to push my head down into the pillow and pound this wet pussy until my eyes roll back and i cant speak anymore. the urge to be fucked and bred literally woke me up lord please

im NOT feeling shrimptastic im going to KRILL myself

I really want to learn the limits of what I can handle, what I can take. What kind of pain or discomfort or torture will unmake me, undo my stubbornness and dignity. Where is the line at which I cease to have any pride and begin to sincerely and desperately beg? Where is the point where I will sacrifice all self-respect just to make it stop?

this is why i want to be waterboarded so badly. how can you hear ideas like "It's one of the worst most panic inducing extreme experiences possible and can be done easily with two people and a few basic items and leaves no permanent marks or physical damage" and not want to see what that's like at least once? don't you want to know?

can I talk to you in a sweet condescending voice while I hit you? I'd get a lot out of it

Sorry I left you on read for 3 months, I was stuck in an endless self isolation and self destruction cycle bc I thought I deserved to be alone. (It will probably happen again.)