Las Burbujas

she can't help it. she's not supposed to like it, waking up like this, naked and vulnerable and compromised, but fuck. cassie mckay is watching her with an intense, heavy-lidded expression, a slight grin quirking her lips. pleased with herself, pleased with victoria. so pretty like this, baby, she murmurs, putting on latex blue gloves, the snap of them against her wrists making victoria flinch, shiver. all spread out for me.

cassie likes to watch her, loves to watch her. she spreads victoria's puffy lips with two latex covered thumbs, watching victoria's cute little hole pulse and wink at her. victoria can't help her whimpers, the little jerks of her hips, ashamed as she feels slick gush warm and sticky from her hole. her clit is swollen and twitching and it's not even been touched, but cassie's face is so close she can feel her breath on it, stomach clenching in need. she shouldn't need this.

victoria tries to find the will to fight, to close her eyes, but she doesn't. just whispers wh-why? why are you doing this? with tears welling, a little hiccup tumbling from her mouth, bottom lip wobbling at the betrayal. she trusts cassie— trusted cassie. what went wrong?

cassie only coos gentle, rubs a thumb up and down her drooling slit, petting her, pulling a whine from her throat. because you're mine, baby. you know that, don't you? my precious little pet. don't pretend like you don't like it, this cute little pussy is so expressive, giving eeeverything away. so fucking soaked for me. so desperate to be used. I bet it's aching so bad, huh? yeah? aww, poor girl...

victoria gives in embarrassingly easy. what's her other option? she blinks away burning tears, weakly tugs her wrists at the restraints, knows it's futile. maybe cassie will be nice about it, at least. she's being gentle. maybe if victoria is good, docile, she can get out of this.

a sick feeling twists in her gut. maybe victoria just wants to be good. it's all she's ever wanted to be for cassie, right? shame is hot and viscous in her veins, reminding her that she likes this. cassie's right. she belongs to her.

victoria sniffles, cries quietly, bites back a moan as cassie dips her middle finger inside of victoria's welcoming, wet warmth. she pumps and curls it, pressing in a second, making victoria gasp and whine, squeeze around cassie's fingers. it feels too fucking good, and cassie finds that sensitive little spot against her dripping walls all too easy, fucking against it hard and fast while victoria yelps, drools, moans. little ah-ah-aahn—!'s that she doesn't even bother trying to muffle, heartbeat pounding between her legs, tears still dripping from her eyes, trickling down her temples.

I get wet when I'm horny, I have a vaginal microbiome, it feels like a cis vagina to partners who've been with cis women, and it can take a whole fucking HAND.

I just want to remind folks that the medical technology we have available is amazing, and that there are people and groups out there that have a vested interest in making sure you don't know that.

If you're on the fence don't listen to the propaganda. At the very least talk to a post op transfem before you decide.

how she loves the little noises you make under her fingertips, how she loves to watch you struggle against the bonds she's wrapped you up in, how she feels when you've taken all the punishment she can give and you still curl up on her like you love her dearly.

the dom very slowly lowers them down just so that the tip of the dildo fills their hole before lubing up the bottom, much thicker, part of it and pushing a button which causes the poor sub to fall onto it.

it doesn't all go in of course, but gravity does it's magic and pulls them down onto it, either slow or fast depending, the pain and pleasure of being filled to the brim and then more is so overwhelming the sub cries softly.

their ankles are tied to their thighs, hands behind their back, unable to even push or pull themselves off of the thing. all they can do is take the whole thing until the chain no longer has any give. of course the dom makes it so it's a safe system, so that the sub won't be impaled too much. the chain will stop them so they stop sliding down the thing. just enough to be too full.

the dom pays special attention to the subs nipples, to their cock/clit. brings out different toys to use on them and make them feel so good. maybe brings out something to whip their cock/clit. make them scream.

the sub is begging to cum, pleading, tears falling down their face and the dom grins and lets them.

soon enough the sub will be crying from overstimulation as the dom keeps going. no mercy, just endless simulation. each orgasm makes the sub tighten around the thick dildo, their eyes roll back, screaming from the too much too much too much feeling.

but they don't safeword. not even when the dom uses the pully system to lift them up until only the tip is in and drops them again.

You make me bend over the couch, legs spread wide

You and a few of your friends take turns stuffing random household objects in my holes, like then end of a hairbrush or a marker or something, anything that fits inside my pussy or ass

I have to guess each object. If I get it right, you praise me and move on to the next one

If I get it wrong, you spank my ass with the object still inside me, watching me jolt and my fuckholes tighten and clench around the object with each spank

i loveeee big vs small objects. like one big tomato, forcing you open, stretching you out on the way in and out. or a bunch of small cherry tomatoes, seeing how many you can stuff inside, and then pushing them out one by one, being forced to found.

or the carrot one is amazing too. one long, pointy carrot deeeep inside, or a bunch of little baby carrots to stretch out on. even better, a bunch of little carrots in the cunt, and a big carrot in the ass.