wanna get my face fucked til im not sad anymore

Need to hunt someone through a dark forest and fuck them when I catch them. For my mental health.

but babe you love being chained to the radiator

tie him down so his legs are spread wide open, unable to move, and his hands are chained above his head. clip his pussy lips open and spank his pretty clit over and over again until he’s crying and begging you to stop. force him to thank you after every single one no matter how badly it hurts.

"please stop!" victim x "not until you come" rapist ♡

cuteness aggression rape

she's holding your hair as hard as she can. her other hand is holding the gun. you're pushed down onto your already bruised knees when she starts speaking low and slow. she's telling you how you're going to unbuckle and take off her belt, then tuck your fingers under her waist band and pull down her pants. she finds a way to grip the bundle of hair in her hand harder as taps the cold gun against your face before telling you "now go ahead, and don't fuck it up."

do not underestimate the power of getting beaten til you cry. in fact, go get beaten til you cry. it'll make you feel better. it'll let you have feelings you need to feel. get beaten til you cry.

deranged, insane, evil, feral, off-putting, appalling, etc

I do love "dubcon", but I don't want any doubt about this coming in after the fact, so I'm going to need you to say it very loudly for everyone to hear that you're not consenting to this.

Dude if you lead me into temptation instead of delivering me from evil i fucking swear bro

what if one random day u get a text from ur friend’s dad saying ur friend hasn’t been heard from in a little while and if there’s any place you two would hang out at as kids and you list off this little broken down shack off some backwood’s road you stumbled upon one day way back when and so the dad asks if you would meet and show him where it is and of course you do, your friend is in trouble so you head out and it’s dark and your heart is racing and your stomach is nervous and you’re practically crying by the time you meet up with the dad and he looks as scared as you are but he tells you everything’s gonna be fine and hugs you tightly and you melt into it because you’ve known this man since you were little and slept under his room countless times so when you’re guiding him through the brush with flashlights you don’t think of anything else but your friend so when you reach the shack and all of a sudden the door meets your forehead and your falling into the dirt disoriented and then there’s this heavy weight on top of you pawing at your pants and pulling them down hands holding your chest flat to the ground down as you gain some coherence to fight back but he’s above you and he’s strong and he’s telling you to relax and that he doesn’t want to have to hurt you and your wondering what the hell he means when his cock pushes into your ass his palm captures and muffles any scream you belt out and he’s grunting in your ear with each hard thrust telling you how good you feel and how long he’s been waiting for this and that he couldn’t help himself anymore. what if

I used to be allowed to use my vibrator while he fucked my ass or pussy but he decided it was better when there was no focus on my pleasure. Now I get my clit painfully clamped when he fucks me so that there's no chance of me enjoying it. It's hard to stop the tears since it's a spiked clamp. He loves it though, it makes him cum harder and that's what's more important.