Always a reblog

Tell me that my virgin hole is too tight to be able to take your dick so you have to stretch it so it doesn’t hurt. After one or two fingers, I say that I’m ready but you tell me that you know better and it’ll still hurt so you need to put bigger and bigger toys inside. This goes on for hours until you’re fucking my gaping cunthole with a wine bottle, and I think hurts so much but you tell me it doesn’t hurt. Then you get bored and tell me my cunt is too loose and you’d never fuck a slut’s nasty gaping hole so you fuck my asshole with no prep instead and when I cry you tell me it doesn’t hurt and remind me that it’s my fault for ruining my cunthole.

i really want to wake up naked and tied spread eagle to my bed, a stranger looming over me with their fingers already sliding into my pussy. they form a fist as they go, forcibly breaching my walls with their closed fist and pushing in until their knuckles are touching my cervix and their forearm is splitting my pussy wide open. they'll move their fist back and forth slowly at first, until they get bored and start fisting me so fast and hard that they're just drilling their fist into me, punching my cervix with each harsh thrust. they ignore my pained screams and writhing, clearly getting off on the pain i'm in and laughing at my futile struggle against their fist still violently slamming against my cervix. when i finally break and cum around their forearm, they sheath their arm deep inside me, my spasming pussy clenching around it so tight that it hurts me even more. when i'm done cumming on their arm, they slide it out of me and mount me, forcing their cock into my unprepared hole and raping my ass until they reach their climax, only pulling out to thrust into my throbbing pussy and fill it with their cum.

The fat dildo in her throat to keep her silent is a nice touch

Good dog. Yeah, take it. You love it when I slap your cunt red. Look at how puffy it is. Stop squirming. Stop trying to get away. I know you're a pathetic, desperate little puppy, but the least you could do is be grateful and stay still. These slaps are for your needy cunt. Fucking desperate dog. I bet you love that. Keep crying. You're making me so hard. Be a good fucking dog and bark with every slap. Just like that. Yeah, yeah, like that. Good dog. Good fucking dog. Take it. Just like that, you filthy fucking pup

Stay right there doll

you are stripped, and your hands and feet are tied to a spreader so that you're face down, ass up. a clear view is shown on the screens above you of your tight anus and fuckhole. two holes open in the table below you and milking machines are attached to your nipples. then, tape is applied on either side of your anus and vulva to spread you even wider. clamps are attached to your inner labia. your hole begins to leak fluid as it's completely spread and exposed. "the subject here is clearly aroused by being exposed in front of so many people. we can see its labia are engorged, hole is leaking with arousal fluids, and clit is erect." he pulls back your foreskin and clamps it in place, so the head of your throbbing clitoris is fully exposed. " it will now be masturbated until it has a squirting orgasm to ensure maximum sensitivity" he pushes a dildo on a long pole into your vagina, and a vibrator is pressed against your clit. you are fucked rhythmically until you begin to squirt everywhere. immediately the dildo and vibrator are removed. using a crop, your vulva and particularly your clit is spanked. each spank of your clit brings you closer to another orgasm. you cum, squirting and pissing everywhere, your vagina opening up involuntarily and spasming.

The doctor says I need a serious proceedure to retain my mental and physical wellbeing. I arrive in the hospital, and am asked to remove my clothes and put on a gown. The preparation seems intensive. The nurses shave me, monitor me, put me on an IV, and give me an enema while I'm in my hospital room. The doctor arrives after a number of hours. He explains little, but presses upon the urgent nature of my need for exploratory eexamination and treatment. Next, he asks me a number of questions about my sex life, preferences, identity, and my habits regarding masturbation. I answer honestly, shamefully, and the doctor only replies with the fact that what I've told him proves his feelings of urgency right. I need correction. Psychosexual adjustment. I'll be ceasing any unapproved activity, but first, they must examine the extent of the damage. I feel ashamed as I do terrified as the doctor has me transferred into a gurney and shuttled down the hallway. I shoot up in fear as soon as we reach the hallway, but the team of doctors and nurses in the room subdue me. I am stripped of my gown and restrained at the wrist. My legs are lifted into stirrups and strapped down as I feel a needle pierce my skin once again. The drug they'd chosen was only the half of it. More straps go over my body as they fit a mask over my head. If feel horribly exposed in front of these people, and worse, terrified. My mind swims through the haze of sedation as they begin to place drapes over me. My legs, body, and face all partitioned and covered. The only skin of mine showing lies directly between my legs. I try move as the doctor inspects me. They take photos and measurements, sometimes I can feel several fingers on me, making sure to inspect every inch of the outside of my vagina, my clit, and my folds. The occasional prod at my already uncomfortable anus is worse. Im only able to produce a faint groan beneath the mask strapped onto my face as I feel the doctor insert his fingers. They inspect me for what feels like hours, stimulating me, documenting me, and forcing me to orgasm on their gloved hands. They use an ultrasound, probing me, and speculums with a stretch my body can't resist because of the gas forced into my lungs. I groan in pain as I feel them press a steel rod into my cervix, fingers on my clitoris to ease the pain of the procedure. They force me to orgasm with the sound inside, behind my sheet, I weep in pain and humiliation and arousal. I cannot escape this place. Trapped here underneath the bright lights of my undoing. I can only endure it.