Alright, I guess we can make a pinned post or whatever.
Hi, we're the Quasar System, a DID system full of horny fucks who needed a place to put all that so here we are.
This is a side blog, we follow from a different blog.
MINORS GET OFF THIS BLOG. THIS IS NOT THE BLOG FOR YOU.
We are 24 bodily, and only 18+ alters post on this account.
We don't have a DNI other than you MUST be 18+. Otherwise, just don't be a piece of shit, honestly.
You're welcome to DM us or send us asks and submissions, pretty much anything goes honestly.
Our one collective hard limit is scat. Kudos to you if that's your thing, it ain't ours. Again, pretty much anything else goes. We'll add to this if anything else comes up that we aren't into.
We are mostly trans masc folks, but there are a few women in here too.
We don't really tag shit on here, sorry. Too horny to use our words most of the time.
Some kinks and shit that we are 100% okay with (not comprehensive at all):
misgendering kink
ageplay
cnc
medical play
pet play
intox kink
dumbification
free use
violent/sadistic play
anal
predator/prey
beastiality kink
incest kink
Note that we are mostly subs, but there are some doms/vers people in here too. We're also mostly bottoms, but with a few tops/switches.
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youāre telling me thereās an intox community and thereās no talk at all about any other drugs besides weed??? obviously nothing crazy but you wonāt take advantage of me when iām feeling numb or tingly on k or anything?? i canāt be your good little coke whore???? it might be too niche of an ask but god damn someone fuel my brain!!!
POV it's your turn to host game night with all your boys so they come around to our place and you get the TV on whilst i get beers for all your friends before everyone gets between tipsy-drunk on their beverage
we start with drunk jenga where i lose and the best punishment that all your male friends can come up with in their drunken fervour is to each spank my ass once
my thighs are clenched tight around pussy which begins pulsing with ancticipation as I'm bent over onto your lap with my ass in the air, recieving a slap from each of your mates that gets more confident by member - the last on going as far as to lift my skirt and expose the thin lacy thong that doesn't cover much, as his hand leaves a red print over my delicate skin
then the next game is snakes and ladders - but instead of choosing to fall down the snake - it's decided that the men can get their cocks out, and I can take off an item of clothing for each time i land on a snake.
it feels almost suspicious how every dice roll seems to lead me to a snake - and how by the end of a short, fifteen minute game, the men end it early, just when i take off my skirt and wear nothing but my lacy bra and sheer panties...
and they move onto twister.
but in this version of twister, they decide that I am the subject - the only one to play... And someone spins for me for each turn, and then have a minute to fuck me in x position to try and make me cum.
I wanted to protest and look to you to tell them no, but the rowdy, drunken men put the mat out and had made the decision before i could protest - spinning the hand so that it was "left hand on red"
I got onto my knees to put my hand there - not wanting to bend over and leave my posterior vulnerable to the men that had no regard for how i felt about the crude game, yet as my knees hit the floor and hand attached onto the mat, I heard metal clinking for just a moment before there was a cock pressed into my behind, penetrating my hole and making a gasp exit my throat as someone pushed their cock into my pussy, slipping in all too easily and snapping their hips against mine rabidly
"so fucken wet, such a good pussy - you hearin' that?"
my cheeks were red with shame that despite my lack of want to be in this situation, my pussy was dripping with slick, wet with subconsious want to be fucked by all these men, in front of all these men.
"that's time. next spin... left foot on blue."
They each fucked me. one by one as i moved my body into different positions and had they come between my legs whilst i cried at the force they hammered themselves into me, simply using me as a vessel to chase their own pleasure.
i didn't cum, but they did - many of them did - shooting them cum into me and laughing as it dribbled back out of my pussy.
they guffawed and took great pleasure when i had to split my legs open from one side of the mat to the other and a fat glob of hot white cum spilled from my pussy and onto the mat, my cheeks burning red as i felt my pussy throbbing at how much i enjoyed the humiliation.
round after round - some chose to use fingers instead, not wanting to get their cocks leaked on my other men's seed - some used a vibrator instead, pressing the vibrating head against my clit and watching as my body shook with overstimulated pleasure, my pussy clenching and opening sporadically and making more cum gush from the creamy white hole, showing what a mess you'd made of my body
at the end of the night when the men zip their pants up and leave, you turn to me and ask whether we could host games night again sometime
despite how broken my body is and how tears stain my cheeks from how much i cried...
i cant help but nod that yes i want that to happen again.
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Imagine heās got you in the meanest mating press, his thick cock spearing you open against the bed and itās so good youāre seeing stars. But suddenly he stops and just leaves his cock inside of you, splitting you open, not thrusting and not moving, just buried deep inside, holding you nice and open for him. And he decides to focus on your clit, maybe with a vibrator or maybe with his fingers, just rubbing and playing with your swollen clit. Itās making you whine and buck your hips against his weight but heās so much bigger and so much stronger thereās no way to stop him. He tells you to be a good girl and take it because he just wants to feel your pretty pussy pulse around his cock, he wants to feel your walls fluttering around him, your cunt milking his cock so perfectly in response to the overwhelming stimulation on your clit. And heās so mean about it, one hand working your clit and the other braced against the bed so he can lean into you and keep you pinned down. Heās pushing you closer and closer to a mindbreaking orgasm as he whispers in your ear. āSuch a good girl for me, come on, milk my cock with that pretty pussy, thatās it, feel good for me, I want to feel that cunt clenching around me, thereās you go.ā And finally, your body breaks into a toe-curling orgasm, trembling, writhing, crying for him and the unrelenting pleasure heās forcing out of you. You look at him through teary eyes, expecting him to go back to fucking you but all you see is the sadistic gleam in his eyes that tells you this is far from over. āCome on baby,ā his voice is so mean as his fingers donāt stop working your clit, āOne isnāt enough, give me more, let me feel that pretty pussy pulse around me again, thatās it, keep making those needy sounds for me, you can take it, I want your pussy to cum over and over again to milk all the cum out of my cock. Weāre not stopping until Iām satisfied.ā Youāre sobbing now, trying to push him off, trying to make him stop the assault of pleasure. Begging, crying, gasping out pleas that heās ignoring because he wants to use you to feel good, he wants to use you like a fuck doll, meant for nothing more than to milk his cock like a toy with no regard for how you feel. His fingers pull another orgasm from your body, the feeling lighting your every nerve and forcing your pussy to milk him just the way he likes. But itās not enough for him, it wonāt ever be enough for him, and so he keeps going. He pulls one orgasm after another out from your helpless body just so he can use you to make himself feel good. It has nothing to do with your pleasure because heās exceeded that several times over now but it has everything to do with using you like a sex toy to get himself off. You have no idea how many times heās forced your body to cum for him when he finally groans above you as his hips jerk into you, pumping his cum deep inside of your still-spasming walls. And maybe heāll leave his cock inside of you even after, keeping you plugged up and nice and full with his cum while you fall asleep in his arms, with his gentle kisses on your forehead and soft strokes of your hair.
Note: This made me feral ugh please someone do this to me.
wanna get bred while i sleep so bad... having wet dreams from being fucked so good in the night, half awake orgasms while he holds me down and makes me take him. waking up all sticky and sore knowing i did well even when unconscious
Pulling your head back by the hair back and making you gag on my fingers while I fuck you from behind until your whole body shakes in overwhelming ecstacy. Such a good little thing, taking it for me like that. You look so fucking pretty when I use you, darling.
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tell me im a dog tell me iām a dog tell me im a dog like plleeaassee please iām dog right? im just a stupid mutt nothing more?? no one wants me to be anything but a stupid dog??? tell me about how dog brained and brainless i am, how itās so obvious the only thing i can think of is cock filling my puppycunt, itās like praise but better
Shoving a vibrator hard against a pup boys wet tdick to watch him squeal and moan from overstimulation is a must, no matter how much he whimpers and shifts around I will press it against that sweet spot even harder to until his dumb puppy brain melts and heās left in my arms twitching with his eyes rolled back like a good slut he was meant to be
ID: OG post is of Maslow's hierarchy meme with "a monster with balls so big they slap whenever he thrusts"
reblog is edits with pronouns changed to say "a monster with balls so big they slap whenever she thrusts" and "a monster with balls so big they slap whenever they thrust"
I just want to fuck someone so brutally (even getting them unconscious) and chain them to the wall after I have had my fun and just leave.
Let them come to their senses and try to get out of the shackles but break down crying because they know there is no way out now.
And then they hear the footsteps. The slow creak of the wood on top of their head, drawing closer and closer, they can hear the doorknob turning - and they get flashbacks of what happened just before they passed out in vivid detail.
Their mind tries to resist it, but their body is craving it, getting wet with every step I take closer to their naked, chained body.
That fear I see in their eyes is what gets me the most feral.
"Did you miss me, my dear," I ask them as I crouch next to them with a wide grin, because it's time for round 2.
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I startle awake and I find myself strapped down, on my knees, with my legs straddling a sybian and my arms tied tightly behind me. There are more ropes wrapped around my knees, keeping my body pressed firmly against the machine. Iām naked and I can feel the ridges of the machine pressed harshly against my bare core, the pressure forcing my clit to bear full contact against the smooth material of the machine.
My eyes dart around the room as I struggle uselessly against my bindings. The room is so dimly lit that I can hardly see a few feet in front of me.
āHelp! Please! Someone help me!ā I scream into the empty space, my voice filled with desperation and fear as the gravity of the situation hits me. Suddenly, as if in response to my plead, lights pierce through the darkness, illuminating everything to full brightness.
I gasp and instinctively squeeze my eyes shut, the sudden light a harsh assault to my senses. When my vision finally adjusts enough for me to look around again, I feel a surge of terror when I see the set up around me.
There are several cameras and microphones laid out surrounding me, clearly set up to get 360 coverage of me. Directly in front of me is a massive screen that show the live camera feeds and I feel a shiver of fear creep down my spine when I see how helpless and vulnerable I look, naked and strapped down. On the bottom half of the screen thereās a blinking red light with the words Livestream Disabled flashing. My stomach clenches when I realize that the live footage of me, tied up and naked like this, could be livestreamed to who knows how many people across the world.
Tears well up in my eyes as panic starts to settle in. I let out a soft sob, wanting nothing more than to curl into myself, away from everything around me. āPlease, donāt do this! Please let me go!ā My voice is choked with tears and fear as my futile struggles against the bindings are coldly captured by the cameras and my begging is met with absolute silence.
All of a sudden, the machine Iām straddling roars to life. I scream as my back instinctively arches to try to reduce some of the sensation with no effect. The ropes around my legs force my entire weight to sink onto the machine, pressing my pussy mercilessly against the now-vibrating sybian. The vibrations are steady and I feel them wash over me as my clit takes the brunt of it all.
I gasp as the sensation starts to build and my mind wrestles with the juxtaposition of fear and pleasure. The rumbling vibration of the machine is drawing out soft moans and whines from me as I feel the sensations mounting. I writhe as much as I can but thereās nothing I can do to slow the onslaught of pleasure that is very quickly overwhelming me. Thereās nothing else in the space around me to distract me from whatās happening to my body, though Iām not sure thereās anything that could distract me right now.
I try my best to shift my weight to take some pressure off my clit but thereās no leverage for me to move my body. I let out a desperate whine as I feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming. My mind is scrambling as Iām trying to rationalize everything that is happening, being strapped to a machine and forcibly brought to an unwanted orgasm. I canāt hold back any longer and I feel my orgasm wash over me, my eyes fluttering shut as I my clit pulses and my pussy clenches. A moan escapes me as I writhe atop the machine, my hips grinding into the vibrations as my release tapers off.
The machine mercifully slows underneath me, the vibrations coming to a halt as I pant, trying to catch my breath and regain my bearings. When I glance up again at the screen, I feel a new wash of terror grip me as I register a few changes.
Thereās a new line of text under where Livestream Disabled is written. It says Countdown to Livestream: 1 of 5. It takes me a moment before I register the meaning of the words: if I cum 5 times, the livestream turns on, showcasing my naked, shaking, cumming body to the entire world. I realize that whoever set up this cruel situation has every intention of forcing me to bend to their will so that I helplessly and reluctantly cum my way into putting on a show, my own body betraying me. I donāt have time to process any further before the sybian turns on again, this time at a much higher frequency.
A cry escapes from my lips and my body lurches as I desperately try to escape the stimulation. Itās too soon since my first orgasm and my clit is tingling with sensitivity. The machine doesnāt care as it relentlessly batters my body.
Iām trying to take deep breaths, to distract myself from the vibrations wracking my body. My clit feels hypersensitive and I silently beg my body to please, please donāt cum again.
I can feel myself getting closer and closer to a second orgasm and Iām doing everything in my power to hold it back. Iām determined to hold out, to not let this demented situation bend me to break. The pleasure makes me gasp and whine, my clit turning into a focal point of unadulterated ecstasy. The sound of my own ragged breathing fills the air as Iām drawing in desperate deep breaths to try to calm myself. Itās no match against the machine beneath me as it increases in intensity and I lose the shred of command I held over my body. A scream is wretched out of my throat as I cum.
The text on the screen changes in response: Countdown to Livestream: 2 of 5.
I let out a choked whine and Iām grasping at straws as I beg into the empty space, hoping, praying for a miracle to make this all stop. āPlease,ā my voice is shaking, āPlease, help me. Make this stop, Iām begging you, please!ā Thereās no miraculous rescue in response to my pleading. This time, thereās not even a break between orgasms. The vibrations only kick up a notch, pulling a gasp from my lips.
āNo, no, no, please! Please stop! I donāt want this!ā I cry out, unable to stop myself from begging even when I know itās useless. Thereās no sympathy for me. I feel the horrible pleasure start to build again. My hands clench into fists and I dig my nails into my palms, gritting my teeth as I will my body to ignore the pleasure. It didnāt work earlier and it doesnāt work this time. My sheer will is no match against the machine bending my body to its wants. I shatter into a third orgasm, the pleasure rushing through me so intensely that I feel my head spin.
Countdown to Livestream: 3 of 5.
I jerk and struggle uselessly against my bindings. I feel the vibrations start to slow and I gasp in relief as my body comes down from the high it was forced into. Thereās a growing feeling of despair as I realize Iām only two orgasms away from the livestream starting. And it doesnāt look like I have any hope to withstanding the pleasure to hold out for much longer. As if on cue, the machine restarts its vibrations.
The previous orgasms have pushed my body into overstimulation and my clit feels raw with pleasure but thereās nothing to give me a break. My pussy is drooling over the sybian, clenching and pulsing as pleasure makes me a slave. Iām being pushed higher and higher as I focus every measure of my mind to holding this orgasm back.
My teeth dig into my lip as I try to ground myself in the pain and my eyes are screwed shut. I teeter over the edge but out of sheer will, I hold myself back, begging my body to comply. For a moment, I manage to force my body to obey, curbing the pleasure. Then, the vibrations increase again.
I let out an anguished cry as the pleasure rushes through me, shattering all of my efforts at containing myself. I feel my cunt spray my release all over myself, my body locked in the throes of my orgasm. The sounds exploding out of me are a combination of pure pleasure and sheer torment.
Countdown to Livestream: 4 of 5.
Iām one orgasm away from the point of no return and the terror of being broadcasted to the world makes me want to cry. The vibrations pick up speed and thereās a sense of resigned acceptance that washes over me as my body obeys the machine and begins to inch towards my final release. But this time, itās so much worse than I couldāve anticipated.
The sybian batters my body as it has with the past four orgasms. It expertly and unrelentingly drives me higher and higher in my pleasure, pulling moans and gasps out of me as it works. My body is barreling towards another all-encompassing orgasm when suddenly, all of the stimulation cuts off just as Iām about to cum. I let out a loud gasp as my body jerks in response to the loss of pleasure. I donāt understand. I was so fucking close and it all stopped. My eyes dart to the screen but thereās nothing there to explain what happened. The words Countdown to Livestream: 4 of 5 seem to taunt me.
My body slowly creeps back from the edge, my breathing stabilizing as the haze of pleasure slowly fades away. And then, the machine restarts. The vibrations are harsh and intense against my clit and I cry out as the previous pleasure suddenly slams back into me. Before long, Iām letting out gasping cries as my body once again is at the very precipice of pleasure. Again, it all stops. I canāt control the whine that slips out. I should be happy. Whatever is making the machine cut off at the very last second is obviously saving me from the livestream starting but the deep, primal, needy part of me wants to cry at the pleasure thatās being withheld from me.
The cycle continues when the machine restarts. At the very last moment, when just one more second of stimulation would push me over the edge, the machine stops. This time, I cry, hot and desperate tears falling down my cheeks.
I canāt even bring myself to care about the livestream anymore. Iām so fucking close, so desperate for the pleasure that I would sell my soul to cum. The last four orgasms do nothing to curb this insatiable desire thatās built up since the edging began and Iām mindless with need. My cunt is clenching around nothing, my clit throbbing in time to my heart beat but thereās nothing I can do to push myself over the edge. I feel my orgasm fading away and I let out a needy whine.
A few moments later, the sybian starts up again and a lewd moan slips from my mouth. My back arches as the pleasure washes over me, the previous edging driving me so close to the brink that even a few seconds of vibrations are enough to push me to the edge again. But again, the machine stops.
āPlease! Please, Iām begging you, I need to cum. Please let me cum! Please, I need to cum.ā My pleas didnāt work earlier when I was begging for the pleasure to stop and they certainly donāt work when Iām now pleading for an orgasm. Itās a cruel joke to make me such a slave to pleasure that Iām begging for my own demise.
The unrelenting cycle continues as the vibrations resume. There are incoherent babbles of desperation spilling from my lips as the pleasure mounts. Again, Iām held at the torturous edge as the machine plays my body like a familiar instrument.
Again, the vibrations cut off just as Iām about to cum. I scream. āPlease! Please let me cum, just start the livestream, please, I just need to cum!ā
It seems that Iāve said the magic words because the machine beneath me restarts with a fervor. I barely have time to draw a breath in when my orgasm slams full force into me. I shatter into unrelenting, all-encompassing pleasure as my cunt squirts out my release. Every single cell of my body is flooded with ecstasy and my consciousness shatters under the force of it all.
When I regain my senses again, I glance up at the screen and see the fated words reflecting back towards me: Livestream On, Countdown to Livestream: 5 of 5. I canāt bring myself to care when the machine underneath me increases its power and my eyes roll up as my overstimulated body is forced to react.
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