Duckling the Grand

Most females want a grand wedding with lots of friends and relatives. The kind of wedding I want would not work under those conditions. It would involve the bride being completely naked through the entire event with the exception of a collar.

The groom would enter first, dressed in a very nice tuxedo or suit for the occasion. He would take His place at the alter in front of the officiant.

Next to enter would be the bride, completely naked aside from the collar around her neck and perhaps a jeweled plug in her ass.

Allowed to stand, much like she when He met her, she would walk down the aisle and then kneel in front of her intended Husband. After a brief introduction, the officiant would ask the two to read their vows, which would be very toxic for today's society. Vows would include "love, honor and obey" which I've always thought were a much needed part of today's wedding ceremonies.

Once the vows were said and the officiant declares them Husband and wife, the rings are exchanged and the Husband removes the leash from His jacket pocket and attaches it to the collar of His new wife.

One highly underrated idea is that of the voodoo doll, and making a voodoo doll of your archenemy is easy! Because so many heroines nowadays have licensed themselves to toy companies, there’s guaranteed to be a plush of them! Such an arrangement actualy counts as selling your soul so from there all you need is a lock of hair and blood ideally from a previous fight to add some authenticity to your doll and you’ll have you very own evil magic voodoo doll of your arch enemy!

This means you of course can remotely rub the plushies most sensitive areas to turn on and arouse your heroine at inconvenient times~ Ideally while they’re being filmed in public or in a position where you can spy on them and enjoy the show. From there you can escalate slowly to full on plush humping like a horny freak; where you can enjoy them being over whelmed by the euphoric pleasure of being grinded on by someone far larger then themself~

Finals slide your girl dick into your plush at the most embarrassing moment you can and enjoy the sensation of remotely fucking your heroines right nemesis cunt as she moans and makes a fool of herself over an invisible giant girldick filling her out~ The pleasure mixed with confusion and fear is a glorious thing as she realises she has no control of her own body or its sensations loosing all her apparent control and power to simple carnal desires<33

Make sure to cum in your plushie once you’re satisfied to remotely breed your rival too now their reputation is thoroughly compromised~ from here you can continue teasing or fucking her remotely whenever you please until she inevitably comes looking for you at which point you can tie a vibrator to the plush and melt her brain entirely~

Spend enough time in breeding kink spaces and you'll keep hearing fragments of the same story, over and over again: "I was always super against the idea of having kids, until..."

Until she met her boyfriend. Until she stopped taking hormonal birth control. Until she got to her mid-twenties, or her late twenties, or her thirties. Until someone came in her for the first time. Until one of her friends got pregnant for the first time. Until someone got her pregnant.

The same story, over and over: I thought I knew what I wanted.

Isn't that perfect? So many girls who had their futures all planned out, until their bodies changed their minds. So many girls who hated the idea of being fucked into mommies, until one day they craved it.

No wonder that if you're a girl, people will laugh at you when you proudly declare you're child-free. No wonder that you can't get your tubes tied if you haven't had enough years to come around.

You may be certain, but it's a youthful certainty: as strong as any other, and just as fragile. Maybe you'll feel the same way in five or ten or fifteen years - sometimes women do - and maybe you won't. But everyone who's been around the block a few times will treat you like a willful child if you insist that you know what you'll want.

God. I've been holding back on replying to this one because I don't have a story for it, exactly, only a series of scenarios, but even those are so good that I can't keep this ask from the world any longer.

Thinking about a world in which this is a very rare but known thing, with no way to prevent or test for it:

- Raping a girl who's on birth control, who knows that, despite what happened to her, she's safe... unless someday she wants to become a mother. Her knowing that if she ever conceives, it might be for her loving husband - or the man who took her, savagely, so many years before. Cross your fingers!

- Better not let your birth control lapse, either. Not for a moment. Ever. A little forgetful with your pills one weekend? Enjoy the next nine months.

- For that matter... if you were raped while sleeping or unconscious, but using birth control, you might not even know until years down the line, when you unexpectedly conceive. Finding out that you've been permanently claimed, but not knowing by who or when or why...

- If you did get pregnant from the rape right away, you wouldn't find out what really happened to you until the second unexpected pregnancy.

- Kidnapping a girl and forcing countless loads into her, and then just letting her go free. Because if she's carrying dozens of loads of my cum inside her forever, who else would have a chance? She'd be my babymaker sooner or later, because it's my babies or none.

Because I'm not even going to pull out once I'm done. Once you've felt me push deep and pulse inside you - once you're helplessly full of my hot cum - I'm going to stay inside. Just proving the point. Grinding the head of my cock against your cervix and making sure that you feel every inch of me still invading you, even as my seed seeks your womb.

There are so many girls who barely manage to stop themselves from getting fucked full - each one having to tell herself over and over that she has to be responsible, that she isn't ready to have a baby, that she doesn't have the money, or doesn't have the right partner, or needs to finish school, or or or... And all those excuses would go away. Girls, tell me: do you think you'd still be able to tell a man to pull out if the consequences were only pregnancy and birth?

And as for the men - well. A good man won't knock up just anyone because he cares about the life his children will have, and even a cad will worry about child support. If both of those were gone, what man would even think to do anything other than plant his seed?

Maybe most of all, though, it would change marriages. A man can only feed so many children, but without that constraint, who wouldn't keep his wife swelling over and over again? It would be a symbol of virility, and a sign that you'd kept her happy enough - or compliant enough - to give birth for you every year.

That isn't the world we live in - but it's not so very different, is it? If it weren't for the final consequence, the yearly cycle of a girl conceiving and birthing would be considered as commonplace as the monthly cycle of ovulating and menstruating.