butch enjoyer

thinking about forced piercings. not just the pain of the piercing as some kind of punishment, but the following days, weeks, months of aftercare and maintenance as the piercing heals. the imposed cleanings, my hands bound so i don’t remove the unwanted jewelry, my whole body bound if i try to agitate it. submitting to the softness of their hands and the idea that they can be gentle when they want to be, matched against the brutality they mete against the rest of me. finally healing enough to change the jewelry, only to start it all over again on the other side or the next spot. 

lets get naked with mama

it doesn't count if it's over your panties, you know. relax. it's okay if we do it like this. i'm not even touching you, not really. see? you can even spread your legs a little bit more if you want, it still won't count, don't worry. oh, wow. did you know you have kind of a wet spot. right. here? yeah, right there. shh. calm down. i'm not even touching you. here let me help you. a little bit more, yeah, just open your legs a little bit more so i can- oh. yeah. can you feel that? god, your clit is, like, hard. did you know that? i can really feel it with you spread open like this. why are you whimpering? this doesn't count, i told you. i'm not even touching you. that's just your underwear. are you really such a slut that you get off on just your little panties rubbing against you? fuck. if you're that desperate maybe i should just. you know. just pull them to the side. that will count though. i hope you know that. if you let me do that it counts. once my fingers are in you it really fucking counts. no take backs. you have to tell me. do you want it to count?

mom who slut shames you for getting raped by her every night and for getting passed around to her friends

raped on the couch in the middle of a party after i was brought specifically to get me drunk and vulnerable

i wanna be left outside all tied up for people to touch all over and use as they want . want them to stand around me and fuck me and jerk off around me and turn me into a public cumdump

muttering "bet your dick doesn't even work" to your drunken deadbeat dad back from the bar - only for him to throw you over the couch and show you just how well it does as he rapes you senseless

it hurts? why don’t you quit struggling and beg me to stop? yeah, just like that. don’t stop, i’m close. fuck yes, it’ll stop hurting soon, why don’t you scream for me? do you need help screaming? i love hearing that, give me another. holy fuck. no, no baby i can’t stop now, im so close, come on, you can take it. you can cry, fuck, let it out. you’re doing so good, you make me feel so good. it still hurts? yeah, it’s suppose to. maybe next time i’ll numb you up, okay? ffuck, good, keep sobbing like that

the urge to be rotten is all consuming. i want to shout and whine “i hate you! i don’t like you!” while being pounded

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