Free Use Cuntboy

Back at his house, we are alone in the woods. He slings me over his shoulder and brings me into his shed. Quickly he ties me up and gags me with my panties. He affixes a pussy pump to me and pumps it as hard as he can, my flesh filling up the cup.

He whistles to himself as he slides me under a work table and then covers it with a huge tarp. After that I hear him walk away and lock the door.

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I’ve lost track of time but it must be hours later when I hear the loud opening of the shed door.

My pussy feels completely numb at this point, and I feel light headed from all my blood collecting in one place. It hasn’t even been more than half a day and I was beginning to loose my mind a bit, feeling the true helpless of my situation. No one to talk to or to help me, no one even knows where I am and I’ve been attached to a scary contraption and then hidden away like some toy.

I hear him walk to the fridge in the shed, grab a can of beer and then crack it. I moan and try to plead through my gag.

“Oh, I forgot you were there. It’s time to have some fun!” He says, slurring his words a bit. I begin to hear how drunk his gait is as he stumbles over to the work table I’m stuck under. It shudders above me as he uses it to steady himself. He rips off the tarp and his bloodshot eyes go wide at the sight of me and my pussy in the pump.

He releases the pressure, and drools as he tries to remove the pump from my pussy. It’s so swollen that it’s stuck in the cup, he tugs roughly a couple times before it releases with a loud POP and the wet sounds of my arousal. He grabs me like a ragdoll and sits me on the table, turning on a bench lamp to get a good look at his work.

My pussy looks more like a fleshlight now, exaggerated puffy lips, pink, flushed skin and I’m so wet it’s gotten all over my thighs, leaving a sheen on my fat cunt.

He laughs to himself and smacks it, hard. The pumped flesh jiggles around as he continues to hit it back in forth. I feel humiliated and begin to whine at the pain.

He notices and smiles, before grabbing me suddenly and running out of the shed.

He brings me back into his filthy house, with trash and food everywhere. He plops on his couch and sets me in his lap, my back to his huge belly and my legs being held open by the rope tie.

He watches football with me on his lap like a dolly. His fat cock rubs against my ass, especially when he’s getting excited about a play. On commercial breaks he just plays with my fat lips, treating my most sensitive area like a stim toy,

Volunteering for a doctor because you were bored. Getting to wear that cute little nurse dress and follow the doctor around. Having to travel hours for a facility that's on high lock down. Talks about how some of his best experiments are there. He is so excited to have new eyes see his work. Getting there and the place actually looks amazing. It's clean, up to date, and staff are nice. Patients are excelling amazingly thanks to him and you get to document/help.

Until you get to the last level of the place. The doctor is the only one with access. Telling you that most of his other volunteers don't usually get that far. Concerned but you just nod and keep following him deeper. Until you get to a room he promises this patient looks rough but he's nice. Opening the door and you see a beast of a man, almost literally. The doctor explains that he was an experiment with animal DNA or something messed up. You're shocked because the ones upstairs aren't as gone as him.

It's messed up but it's not like you can report it. Whoever the guy is read the paperwork he signed himself up for this. You help the doctor do the regular routines but the guy is hyper focused on you. The doctor notices your tense behavior and laughs, he likes you. The doctor coos softly, you know he's been behaving so well as of late. He's had so many setbacks... I'm proud of how hard he's trying. The doctor finished up the regular check up and sighs, why don't we give him a treat? He looks at you and nods so being a stupid little thing you nod along with him.

Nice to see you agree, the doctor smirks. Stand there, he takes a couple steps back and looks at the man beast. Have your treat, suddenly you're being tackled to the ground. You let out a loud scream as you struggle against him but it's a big fail. He's way too strong and too damn big. Dress rising as a hand literally rips your panties off. It's been a while since he's had a treat so he's excited, the doctor walks back over. He looks down at you as you struggle against the man beast. Before you can curse him out your being stretched open. Another cry leaves your lips as you tense up and shake. You've never taken anything so big and he's so animalistic about it.

I'll give you something to help with any pain after, the doctor kneels down casually as the man beast fucks into you. Quick and hard pure instinct and need. You're having a hard time thinking and even breathing as you get fucked. The man growling and huffing as his hips keep moving. I'll also need to collect the sperm that he'll push into you, the doctor softly moves hair from your face. It will be good research material, see if that animal DNA has really affected everything. The doctor keeps talking casually as his experiment keeps using you. The doctor tries to touch your cunt but the man growls and pulls you closer. Making you take his length completely and you let out a strained cry. Easy! Behave! I'm not taking your treat away, the doctor scolds and goes back to checking your cunt.

Looks like you've done an excellent job at stretching around him. His base is even flaring up...he has a knot...amazing, the doctor gasps. All you can do is whine as you feel the orgasm coming. You are the best volunteer! If you can take his knot...I'll hire you permanently, this...this will be amazing to study! The doctor stands up and rushed to get his camera, the one he documents experiment updates on. He starts recording you getting used by the experiment. It's incredible! He's performing human-like breeding positions but everything else is animalistic. He circles around you both while recording before kneeling back down.

You weakly try to cover your face from the camera but you can't do anything right. The way your body is getting used and the orgasm that's being pushed through it, has you gone. Did you just cum? The doctor gasps when you let out another squeal. She's taken the knot... This is just fascinating, he knew when to take his chance. Her body accommodated it too, the doctor is high off of theories and amazement. He's fucking it in and out of her...poor girl will need so much care after. He's swelling even more..and he's locked in. The man beast lets out a loud moan as he cums in you. Your shaking feeling way too full.

Your roommates have always given you these odd looks, but you never really thought much of them. It was easier to write the stares off as one of those odd quirks that people sometimes have. It's much the same when they start cooking you meals more often and reminding you to eat frequently. Sure, it's a little odd, but it's simpler to assume kindness from them than to assume any ulterior motive. That's why you never connect the food they offer you with the way your mind heats up after you eat, sending sparks all across your body that need to be extinguished. Luckily, your roommates are more than willing to help out with these odd bouts of arousal, which you assume is just another act of kindness. How sweet of them to come to your aid, right?

These sudden spikes in libido slowly morph into a high baseline lust that turns you into the household slut, with a reputation for always being down to fuck. Your roommates can't see how desperate you're truly getting, not just yet, but it's becoming clearer to you by the day that even a daily fuck from each of them isn't enough to keep you satiated anymore. You're getting closer and closer to just outright begging them for more sex, but even when you reach your tipping point and plead for more, it's still not enough. They just brush you off because they think you can just use a toy or something, right? The smirk that lingers on every face should probably clue you in to the fact that something isn't right, but your brain is too addled to put the clues together.

One day, when your roommates are doing something unimportant in the living room, you snap and just walk into their midst bare naked, promptly distracting them with your body. It doesn't help that a good handful of their friends are there. Well, it kind of does help, actually, because they join in on the ensuing gangbang. Having heard of you but never having gotten to use you before means that they're quite enthusiastic about helping to break in the household's new fucktoy. You're thanking them and cumming over and over on the endless line of cocks that's all too happy to fill you until you're overflowing.

By the time they're all done using you, you can't think of anything else except finding more cock. Your roommates tie you up and stick a vibrator in you to keep you half-satisfied while they decide what to do with you. Eventually, they reach the conclusion that it would work best for you to become the communal property of not only the household, but the whole neighborhood - or anyone from anywhere who wants to use you, really.

As soon as this system is put in place, it's clear just how well it's going to work out. You may be public property, but you're still living in this house, so your roommates take a small entrance fee from any "houseguests", just small enough that nobody has any problems with paying it. Despite the low value of the toll for entrance to your home, so many people are so eager to use you that nobody in that house ever has to work again. They can spend all day fucking you and using every one of your holes to their whims.

They don't ever have to worry about you escaping, either. You're so desperate and constantly horny that any insubordination on your part can easily be cured by simply not fucking you. With your hands tied behind your back and your holes painfully empty, it doesn't take you too long to stop questioning anything and return to your true purpose.

A womb tattoo that makes you always wet, your cunt/cock leaking constantly, dripping down your legs and through your clothes. When you cum you can fill buckets

A womb tattoo with fertility sigils that guarantee you get knocked up every time someone cums inside you, making you swell up faster than natural, often with multiples, turning you into little more than a fertile broodmare popping out baby after baby

A womb tattoo that makes you irresistible. No one can look at you without getting hot and bothered, you can’t go out in public without getting groped at least, raped over and over at most. You’d better be careful in case someone decides they want to keep you

A womb tattoo that makes you extra hypnotizable. Spirals are your number one weakness. All someone has to do is wave their hands and speak in a calm voice to turn you brainless and drooling

A womb tattoo that exposes you in public. If you wear a skirt it will fly up, pants will rip down the ass. A tank top will always slip off your shoulders and expose your chest, white shirts will always get wet and long sleeved shirts will be torn in some way. Better to wear skimpy clothes so you don’t keep having to replace everything.

A womb tattoo that attracts horny monsters to you. Hiking in the woods will lead to being chased down and bred by a pack of werewolves. If you can get away you’ll be accosted by the tentacle monster in the lake, gangraped by goblins and orcs and kidnapped by a dragon whose scaly cock splits you open to lay its eggs in you

I drugged my boyfriend today <3

A day or two ago we were talking about drugs since he had just tried mushrooms for the first time and eventually it got to the topic of how we both think the concept of drugging each other was hot and mutually consented to future attempts as long as it wouldn’t interfere with actual commitments.

I immediately started thinking of things I could do and formulated a little plan. I had just baked a batch of cookies the night prior using orange flavored chocolate chips and I knew I had left over cookie dough. When he was gone working I scooped enough dough for one cookie, cut up an edible and nestled the pieces with the chocolate chips. The edible was fruit flavored but so was the cookie so I knew It’d be perfect.

Just waited for him to ask me to grab him one and then took out the altered desert. Made sure to be very distracting and chatty while he ate it so he wouldn’t think to look to closely. First bite was like more than half of the cookie and he momentarily paused, looked at it and said it was weirdly gummy. He made eye contact with me and joked about me doing something to it but I kept a sweet face and reminded him that batch was baked before we even had our little conversation, so how could I have done something? I mean he didn’t know I had extra dough left over and he’s a usually on the more dominant side so in his head that whole conversation was definitely more about something he was going to do to me.

He finished the whole thing oblivious to what I’d done. Then I just sat and bided my time. He said he felt tired, and I could see on his face he was getting dizzy and confused. Of course I didn’t say anything and just idly got other things done. I watched as he lied down, and said he felt bad, guessing random things that could possibly be making him feel weird. When I saw him struggling to keep his eyes open I finally got closer to him and whispered in his ear.

“You know maybe you feel weird because I drugged that food I gave you earlier. That might be it”

Then I pinned his arms down and got on top of him. He was super flustered, clearly very riled up from what I told him and while he’s normally very strong the amount of weed I gave him was double what he normally takes when he wants to get pretty high so he could barely put effort into fighting back.

I held his wrists down with one hand and stuck my other down his waistband. He was extremely hard and messy already because he’s Pavlov’d himself by having sex every time he gets high which I made fun of him for of course but it also made it very easy to start playing with his t dick while I watched him melt beneath me, not even trying to stifle his moans.

I made him aware of just how much he consumed and that he was about to get way more fucked up than he already was. Then I told him that he should give up and accept the fact that he was going to be my plaything for as long I pleased. At this point he was about to cum from my hand and I stopped just before he could get off.

This continued for a good long while using a plethora of different toys I grabbed in advance. I made him lie on his hands under the threat of some violence and just tormented him by getting him close repeatedly while he was extremely out of it and loopy. He was only allowed to speak if he was telling me he was about to cum and if he begged or pleaded for me to let him finish I’d make it would take longer or bite him. I also made sure to grab his throat and tell him if he came before I said so I’d make sure things went very badly for him so he was doing a good job of warning me.

He was writhing, whimpering, and struggling not to plead with me while I got him to the point of almost cumming from just the slightest movement of the dildo I was fucking him with. Then he fucked it up. He was supposed to tap me before he came and he failed, before he even finished cumming he was apologizing profusely for messing up. It was mostly incoherent since he was actively cumming and extremely high but it pissed me off and I grabbed his hair firmly in one hand before rapidly fucking him with the dildo while telling him how pathetic he was, how he couldn’t even do one simple fucking task and how he was in so much trouble.

He was so sensitive that he just started cumming over and over, being so loud that I moved my wrist to gag his mouth. For the next few minutes it was nonstop, I could feel him clench and cum on the toy every few seconds and he was fully shaking and pleading with me to stop. I completely lost count of how many times he came but god it was thrilling to punish him like that. Only stopped to fold his legs up and start fucking him properly. He was so high at that point he was basically unresponsive, just moaning and squirming a bit.

I fucked him hard while leaving bites all over his chest since he did such a bad job listening and he continued to cum multiple times just from penetrative sex. He got so needy he started pawing at his dick while I kept going at it, leading him to cum extremely hard and loud beneath me. At that point he was a hickey covered, drooling, trembling mess who was high out of his mind, trying to recover from the 2+ hours we had been going at it for.

Panting breaths and sweat and whines while I'm slowly pushing my hand into a man's cunt. His groan as I finally get my hand into him, my wrist stretching his hole and rotate my hand gently, his eyes wide and a scream starting up in his throat just as I press the wand against his dick.

Pathetic babbling, squirting around my hand and legs that shake to stay open when the first orgasm rips through him. But I don't stop, and I start to get less gentle when I start moving and hand and arm, his boycunt stretching and aching as he's forced into another orgasm. Overstimulated and unable to think about anything but what's between his legs.

Eyes wide and panicked while I use my legs to hold his down while I fist fuck his sloppy hole. His swollen tcock twitches and throbs as vibration forces any hope of rest away. His hands knotted in sheets and knuckles white. Screaming and begging but not even really sure what he's begging for anymore.

Blank eyes and twitching limbs. silent gasps only punctuated by primal screams when he cums as I bruise his pussy from the inside. making fun of him for cumming again while I'm basically punching his cervix.

Pulling the wand away to watch his pitiful dick keep twitching and cumming for nearly a minute after I take the stimulation away. My hand sliding out of his fucked out hole slowly and gently as I can, his legs still shaking when I look at my work.

Pictures taken of his gaped hole and his pathetically sore cock, smiling and playing with his hair when I show him and make him look at the art he's became

When I choose my cunt, “please, rape my cunt, Sir” rape me viciously. When I cry, tell me “you asked for this. You even said please.”

Tell me that I’m not being convincing that this is what I want and threaten to pull your cock out and shove it into my ass. I’ll beg you some more. “Please, Sir. Please keep raping my cunt. I want it.”

Make me scream and cry. Punch me, smack me, choke me. Rape me so hard I feel like I’m splitting in two. Pull out of me to shove your cock back in, not caring if I’m bleeding or torn. Shove toys in if you need to. Don’t stop until I start begging you to rape my ass instead. And then don’t. Not right away.

They refuse to walk around on all fours? ⚡️ZAP⚡️ Shove them to the floor and trigger their collar if they try to stand back up. If that doesn’t work, tie their legs up so they cannot unfold them.

At mealtimes feed them from a dog bowl and kick them when they slow down. Theyre nothing more than an animal, and if they don’t eat fast something stronger will take it from them.