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@morethanmaybebabe

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The thought of my nudes being shared around friends shouldn’t be as hot as it is 🥺
It gets my pussy so wet thinking about your friends looking at my photos together, saying things like:
“God, look at her fat titties, I want to pull those nipples.”
“She’s got such a slutty expression as she bends over for you in this one, dude.”
“Is that you fucking her mouth? Damn. Listen to that slut gag on your dick.”
“Mmm, I want to lick that pretty clit until she squirts on my face.”
“What a hot fucking slut, sending you a photo of her fingers deep in that cunt.”
“Get a video of her riding you next. I want to jerk off to her moans while I watch that fat ass bounce up and do. She lets you do anal? Fuck, yeah.”
Not knowing every time any of us hang out its a secret competition to see who can get me to volunteer to do the sluttiest challenge
"I can't believe you got her to let you fuck her in the alley like that."
"Man you really made her hold your load in her mouth that entire bus ride home?"
"That was so crazy you convinced her to wear that outfit out in public."
"How did you convince her to agree to the gangbang?"
Calling you degrading names with my fingers inside you to see which ones make your cunnie tighten

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thinkin abt a big mean man fucking me from behind n listening to my whimpers n cries n begging for him to stop or slow down n telling me “aww what’s that sweetheart? you want it harder? you want more? yeah i know you do” n absolutely destroying me
Fantasising about him pushing me into doing extreme cunt stretching porn 🫣 manipulating me into letting him film me riding bigger and bigger monster dildos. Double fisting me on camera. Spreading me wide with clear speculums and documenting how huge my gape is growing every day. And all the while dropping comments about how much people online would love to see what I’m doing. How much money we could make if we made an account. Little do I know he’s already posting it and monetising everything. He’s buying bigger and bigger toys and equipment and the set up is getting more and more professional. He starts telling me to take time off work because he really wants to work on my hole. Eventually I’m on ‘set’ full time, ruining myself to make him money. Never questioning.
Master is always looking for insertion objects to degrade my holes
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[For Alexis.]
“Ah, there you are.”
He found you in the bedroom, face down on the mattress. You hadn't even bothered to lift your head.
You hear the rustle of clothes. Of course, he needs to change; he just got home. You hope that afterward, he'll just go about his business and leave you alone. But the bed dips under his weight as he sits on the edge beside you. A hand lands on your ass, squeezing it pointedly through your sleep shorts.
“Why are you dressed?” he asks. Right. You're breaking the rules. Stupid, meaningless rules.
You try to blindly push his hand away.
Oral sex, but this time, it’s not about being rough. I just want to lie back and enjoy the show. I want to watch you, sometimes guiding you, sometimes just giving you orders.
Start by nuzzling me through my underwear. Let me feel how impatient you are. You want to please me, don't you? You want to be good for me? Of course, you do.
I love the sight of your fingers sneaking under the elastic, hooking it, and slowly rolling it down. Your eyes just lock right on it, don't they? You like what you see.
Yeah, that’s it. I want that pretty mouth on me. Now.

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Forced dumbification:
Ductaping a vibe to her clit on medium and asking her questions. Turning it lower with every correct answer she gives. Turning it up every time she answers wrong.
She’s a smart girl (not for long, but even dummies are good at pattern recognition) and will answer wrong to chase her pleasure.
When she can’t answer even the most basic questions, fuck her as hard as you can until she cums. Then start again
This is a concept I have been thinking about for a long time. I am legitimately curious how much you could fuck up someone's brain like this, crossing the wires in their head that tell "right" from "wrong" until all that matters is what their Master says.
I have to say, it is an appealing idea
lazily fingering her while twisting and pinching her sensitive nipples while choosing her cutesie outift
giving her a detailed description of exactly how i'm lewdly fucking her
"can you hear that, angel ? that's the sound of your wet little cunt sucking me in every time i pull out."
"look down. watch my cock disappear into your tight little hole. you're taking it so well for such a dirty girl."
"i'm holding your legs open so wide right now. can you feel how exposed you are ? how anyone could just walk in and see you being used like this?"
"my thumb is inside of your ass right now, did you know that ? while my cock is currently stretching out your pussy . you're just a set of holes for me to play with."
"i can feel your clit twitching against me every time my balls slap against it. your body is so lewd, it's begging for it."
"i'm going to pull out now, and i want you to look down at your gaping, messy pussy. i want you to see what a mess you've made just for me such a good girl."
randomly bending you over and shoving my fingers inside your cunt just to remind you who owns you
thinking about an escape room but the twist is that if you don't get out in time, you're used by the entire staff until they're satisfied.
you know what you're getting into, of course. you sign the forms saying that the facility can't be held liable for any damages that happen to you. afterwards, you're stripped down and restrained. cuffs around your wrists behind your back as you're bent over a table, chains holding your ankles together. a collar is attached to your neck, connected in two places. one, to hold you still on the table. and the other connected to the ceiling with a lot of slack. you seem to be in a dungeon, iron bars blocking the unlocked exit.
you're left alone and the timer is placed immediately in front of you, counting down, minute by minute. right where you can see it. the restraints are firm and secure, but they each have their give, their weaknesses. the chains on your feet can be undone by looping it around the corner of the table and pulling at it at just the right angle. then you have to move your cuffed wrists behind your back and under your legs so you can use them.
the part of the collar connecting you to the table is dealt with by simply unhooking it, meaning you're able to stand up and move around the room. there's a box with a pile of keys for you to sort through. one of them must open the cuffs. one of them must unlock the bars. you sort through them in a hurry, adrenaline making your cuffed hands shake as you try each and every one of them, adding them gradually to the discard pile. once your hands are free, you fiddle with your collar. it doesn't seem to have any give. but while doing this, you see that on the other side of the iron bars is a bolt cutter, exactly what you need.
you're invigorated, trying all the keys on the bars as the minutes count down. your time is scarce, it's moving far more quickly than you're able to take into account. until finally, the lock clicks. the metal gate swings open and you can see the bolt cutter on the floor right in front of you.
except when you walk forward, the collar around your neck tugs you back. the tool is just out of reach. you can't get enough slack to pick it up. you try desperately, every option you can think of, to stretch your body out and try and kick the bolt cutter closer to you, desperately now as you see you only have three minutes remaining, then two, then one and a half.
until you finally remember the chains on your feet. you hurry back to the table, reaching under it to grab the chains and looking at the time left on the timer. 50 seconds. you hurry back to the iron bars, throwing the chains, trying to lasso the bolt cutter to finally get it in your grasp. and with 20 seconds remaining, the tool hooks onto the end of the shackles on the chains, and you desperately try reeling it in. 15 seconds, and you're pulling it closer, so very carefully. until finally, you reach down and wrap your hands around the tool and that's when your heart sinks.
it wasn't a bolt cutter. it was a toy. lightweight and useless, like something that would go in a child's tool set. and you realise: you were never meant to escape this. you never even had a chance. you had willingly walked into a trap.
your time is up and an alarm sounds, the lighting in the room turning red. the staff walk through the door, heading straight for you, cocks and straps and toys in hand, grins of delight on their faces.
they push you back onto the table and use you exactly how they want to, each and every one of them noticing how soaked you've gotten just from being in the escape room and playing this game, mocking you for what a slut you are as they take you without any preamble.
they use all your holes simultaneously, manhandling you into whatever positions they want. bending you over, taking you from behind. seeing how much can fit into you at once. slapping you about, spitting on you, spanking and whipping, passing you from one to another. never a moment for you to rest or recover before you're impaled on another cock.
all while their mocking voices taunt you.
this is what you were asking for when you came here. this is exactly what you were hoping for. to be used relentlessly. you never wanted to escape anyway, no matter what you'd say. you needed to be used like this. only sluts ever enter these escape rooms, and so you would be treated as what you were. willing holes for them.
once they've all had their turn, they take the toy bolt cutter and shove it into your used hole, fucking you with it slowly. it's too big and uncomfortable, but you stretch around it so easily after all that use. your arousal making it easy. you keep crying out, and they keep laughing. this was the thing you thought would set you free. this was your salvation for twenty minutes or so, all you cared to get. and now they were filling you with it. and worse than that, they were making sure you enjoyed it.
they bring you to an intense orgasm with the very thing you thought would save you. your mind is foggy and you can't think of much aside from the feeling of the toy inside you. you're burning with embarassment.
you came so close to escaping. you were so resourceful and clever about it all. but now you were nothing but holes for them to use until they decided they were done. all that intelligence you used to try and get out would leak out with your arousal as they continued to whore you out. your brain would never work the same once they were done with you. once they had reduced you to something so pathetic.
they aren't done using you. they won't be for a while. and you don't know if you ever want to be done serving them. this is where thinking got you, and now you were being put in your place.

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the room was spinning, a nauseating swirl of shadow and dim light. my hard cock was driving into her, a brutal, relentless piston which knew no mercy
her body was a ragdoll i was using to get off. one moment, her eyes would be open, glassy and unfocused, a single tear tracing a path through the mascara smeared all over on her cheek
she'd make a soft, pathetic whimper, a sound of pure, animal pain, and then her eyelids would flutter shut. she'd be gone, lost to the blackness, her body going completely slack, her cunt unconsciously clenching around me as her muscles gave out
i didn't stop. i didn't even slow down. i just kept fucking her through it, her limp form offering no resistance, making the slide of my cock impossibly deep
then she'd surface again, with a sharp, gasping inhale, her eyes wide with a moment of clarity, of pure, panicked awareness. the realization would hit her : the pain, the violation, the overwhelming sensation of being used and she'd try to struggle, a weak, flailing motion of her arms before the exhaustion dragged her back under
it was a beautiful, sickening rhythm : consciousness and pain, then oblivion and stillness, over and over. i was fucking her in two worlds at once, and in both, she was just a hole for me to abuse
i finally came with a guttural groan, spilling myself into her unconscious body, and for a moment, she didn't move at all. then, her eyes blinked open one last time, hazy and confused, a single, broken whimper escaping her lips as she felt the warmth of my cum leaking out of her ruined hole
CNC TW, very mean, potentially triggering content.
Wow, you really opened this without hesitation didn't you, you little fucking whore? You like reading about dubious consent? Do you imagine yourself in those situations, pervert? Do you think about having your dignity, self-determination, your basic humanity striped from you until you're nothing but a toy? Pathetic. I bet you saw "mean, triggering content" and got excited, didn't you? Where's your fucking self respect? It's dribbling out of you and making a mess in your panties isn't it? You really are a stupid little fuckhole. I knew you wanted to be reduced into an empty-headed object. I bet you wish you had no say in anything that happens to you like a dumb, pliable little pet. Oh? Really? You can't even stop yourself from begging for it? You're such a little fucking degenetare. You wanna be corrupted into being the perfect little doll? To have your boundaries pushed until there's no disgusting depravity you won't sink to? You want your pretty face to be covered in tears, your body to be desolated with marks, and your holes to be painfully stretched?You want to be fucked until you can't do anything but cry and beg to be used more? Until you're a humiliated mess, pleading for me to hurt you just so you feel owned and adored? Delicious.