Call me Crow. They preferred, he alright, she/it to turn me on. Poly butch dyke in their 20s. Primarily t4t switch. Frequently absent because I do kink irl too and get busy. I use this blog to index my fantasies, catalogue expeirences, and chat with people.
Iām Owned by my wonderful dadābut Iām down for anons and DMs. I love attention from mean women/girlthings/genderweird ppl.
Donāt follow or engage if youāre a minor or a bigot.
Tag Guide:
#mine. ā as it says. I donāt tag reblogs, so if you want to avoid something, only look at these posts and filter according to my tags.
#diary. āabridged writeups of actual scenes I have done. They were all negotiated. Do not be weird on any of my posts, but on these ones especially.
#asks. ā as it says.
#not hot. ā now why would you even need to use this?
#misgend. ā includes the full spectrum of dysphoria play to misgendering to detrans for trans people in general. also tagged #forcefem. or #transfem misgend. where applicable
#cnc. ā everything from high-resistance to intox to somno. tagged āintox.ā and āsomno.ā where applicable.
#ageplay. ā as it says.
#incest. ā dad, mom, big bro, big sis, and aunt are fair game. tagged with the appropriate relationship: #dad. #sister. etc.
#edge. ā intense fear, weapons play, torture. tagged #knife. or #gun. or #drowning. where applicable
#petplay. ā tagged #puppy. #bird. or #moth. where applicable. #dog. is for zoo-flavor stuff where I bottom for a dog.
#breeding. ā as it says.
#tickling. ā Iām only interested in this as a dom.
#leather. ā Iām a massive fetishist. tagged #boots. where applicable.
#masochism. ā pain, and taking it.
#politics. or #class play. ā wealth, the resulting inequality, and play centered around ideological subjugation.
#religion. ā deity worship and christianity fetishization.
#hypno. ā as it says.
Limits:
Medplay, raceplay, bodily fluids that are NOT sweat, blood, cum, or spit
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Sorry I got hard when you pretended to be my innocent helpless little daughter and told me you needed help picking out an outfit and then I ended up molesting you.
let's take a moment to think about denying an oral fixated slut your cock while it sits on the floor between your legs, head resting on your thigh, watching you jerk off. nothing else exists to it right now. it's so focused on what it can't have, what it needs so desperately. its mouth is probably hanging open, panting, waiting for permission or for you to grab it by the hair and bring it to your dick. you should do that. hold it by the hair and smother its face in your bush, against your mound, along your length. it knows better than to sneak its tongue out and try to taste you, but god it wants to so badly. think about how pathetic it would sound whining and begging for you to fill its mouth. poor baby. so desperate. so needy. so empty. glassy eyes as it nods along with your condescension. and that's exactly the state you want it in when you finally give it permission. it looks at you, wide-eyed and brainless and eager, almost like it can't believe you finally said yes. and without another second of hesitation, it wets your cock with its spit and kisses and sucks and licks. it moans around you because having its mouth full feels so good. its eyes flutter closed. it could do this for hours.
The idea of being so dependent on dad that you canāt get yourself off without him is so hot to me. Dad knows how to handle my body better than I do because I belong to him. If I try to touch myself I just get frustrated and run to him because it will never feel as good unless itās him.
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Using the "foot in the door" manipulation method to gradually normalize incest for your daughter over the course of a few years.
A peck on the cheek becomes a peck on the lips. The peck on the lips starts to linger maybe longer than it should. Eight months in you're kissing your daughter with tongue and it feels so normal she can't pinpoint how or why things changed. A year and a half and the two of you are fully making out while you grope her. 3 years and now she's grinding on your lap until she cums. After five years you finally achieve your goal as you enter her for the first time while she moans "Dad" into your ear.
I think I was born to be obedient.. to put on the clothes you choose for me, to pull up my skirt when prompted, to stick out my tongue without question, to be gross with no shame just because you want me to. I will jump at the chance to show you how happy it makes me to be owned. I feel the love in your orders and I show my trust in you with my follow through. I want to be guided by your hand forever.
Do you really hate me that much, pet? I should be offended.
I'd hoped that you'd realize by now that your captivity is a kindness, your life in your cage is happier than your shitty little life out there. But I get it. You're more focused on hating me than on anything else. You hate your captor more than you hate your captivity.
I can see it in your eyes, in that look on your face.
So, then, what's the plan, pet? Are you planning to overpower your owner? Tear out my throat? Pin me? Show me your claws and your teeth and the strength you haven't gotten to use in oh so long? Please let me see it, baby. Show me what you can do.
You think I don't know that you're dangerous? You think I don't know what you'd do to me, given the chance? Of course I know. I know what it means to keep a caged animal.
mmmmm being raped by someone i hate so much that i canāt tell anyone out of fear of not being believed. why would i ever be alone with that person? why didnāt i fight back? my heart in my throat every time i see them. itās shameful, isnāt it? that i let myself be overpowered like that. that i was so weak i couldnāt stop myself from being defiled, couldnāt stop myself from cummimg to the sound of mocking laughter.
itāll feel even worse when i eventually crack and send a message asking to meet
want a woman to disguise herself as a man to rape me just to make it more violating. use her boyvoice, get rough with it, make sure I never see her face. bonus points if she knows Iām into her already, knows she could have me willingly if she wanted. instead she wants to permanently stain my lesbianism, leave me embarrassed thinking how good it felt to get split open, ashamed and guilty that a man could make me feel so good, not knowing that itās my beautiful friend who comforts me when I tell her what that awful stranger did.
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you want to be mindless? well then you never get to talk again. you never get to make another decision for your entire life. you didn't read the fine print when you asked for me to take away your thoughts and that isn't my problem, mutt. now bark :)
i need to be kicked. to feel the toe of a boot connect with my tender flesh. my weak little body, folding so easily until i canāt breathe, canāt speak, canāt do anything but ride the wave of nausea and hope i donāt vomit, hope the boot doesnāt come down the wrong way and split my lip and soak my blood into the leather while i gasp for air. i need my body ground under your heel. reduce me to nothing.
i need to be spat on. slapped, hit, until iām tearing up and sniffling, then covered in your spit. make me look worse. denigrate me until im crying in shame and humiliation from how you treat me. then let me crawl back and beg for more, tongue out, saying please wonāt you please spit in my mouth. it tastes good. a mutt like me wants it. i need it.
i need to be stretched. i need my hole split open while i kick my feet and howl and scream for help that never comes. i need to be sore and bruised and bleedingā¦ but youāre stronger than my pelvic floor. you do what you want with me, not just because itās your right, but because iām weak. because iām pathetic. because i deserve it.
shave that cuntboy while it's asleep and when he wakes up and gets all upset n dysphoric because his "boy"pussy isn't hidden by bush anymore you gotta hold her down n spank her until she's saying sorry through tears. n then maybe stretch out its ass on your thick cock/strap
You think that the zip ties are coming off after the scene, but I know that you really need the bondage to relax. I move you, shower you, cuddle you and stroke your head as you go to sleep. You don't need to be able to move for yourself at all.
God what I wouldn't give to have a sub who's absolutely mortified about being way too horny for mommy kink...
You should be horrified to learn that the more maternal I act the more you need me to fuck you, even when I'm not doing anything inherently sexual.
What's that baby? Is it embarrassing when I talk down to you? Do you not like how wet you get when I coo over how cute you are and pinch your cheeks and treat you like a kid? Poor baby. Act defiant all you like, but we both know you're rubbing your thighs together as I cut your sandwich into triangles and run my fingers through your hair.
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when she threw me over her leg, i knew everyone in the room turned their head to look. but once the air got forced out of my lungs on impact, i wasnt looking at anyone but her, looming over me, pupils growing wider with her smile.
oh, well arenāt you just the cutest thing? i tried to crawl away, but it pinned me down, backlit by light like a halo. have you ever played front hand backhand?
āno, Iāā
it slapped me. open-palm against one cheek, backhand against the other. whatās your favorite?
āi donātā-ā
oh, no favorite? I can help!
more strikes, each one harder than the last. nobody was coming to help. they were all watching me, skirt flipped up in the struggle, top riding up. tears spilled from my eyes, even though i was trying my hardest not to cry. i was already a crybaby, pathetic, whining as i was bullied and thrown around and tormented. i didnāt want to give her the satisfaction.
she kissed me and it felt like rape, long tongue filling my mouth, swiping over the back of my throat. she spat on my face after, as if reprimanding me for not kissing back. i tried to get up, to run, but she caught me by my shirt and threw me back down on my stomach.
a sharp kick hit my thigh. distantly, i heard the click of a knife.
Now, i was wonderingā¦ do you have a girlfriend? or a boyfriend? i was thinking you could be mine. what do you think?
āIām notā¦I donātā¦ā The tip of the knife scraped my underwear, digging in. I found my courage. āIām not gonna date someone who hurts me!ā
It laughed. The knife slipped into the waistband, and with a brutal upwards sawing motion, she cut my underwear off me. Calloused fingers, spreading my pussy lips open. I wanted to die of humiliation. Oh really? You seem to be enjoying this.
It flipped me over, tossed the knife aside, and wrapped its hands around my neck. Dark eyes, filled with glee, swallowed me up. I could drown in those eyes, lost in the shark-like blankness. I couldnāt breathe. The world swam. My top was cut off. When did it cut my top off? I wanted it to stop. I didnāt want it to let go.
If you want me to let go, you better kiss me like you love me this time, okay? Make me believe it.
Through the ringing of my ears I managed a nod. And through the knot of pain and red-hot shame, I kissed her back like she was everything I ever wanted.
had a dream about an oiled up leatherman sitting in front of me, cock twitching. i could smell it, but when i wrinkled my nose and tried to pull away, I felt Daddyās hand at the back of my neck.
come on now, donāt be shy. get closer.
if i didnāt crawl closer myself, I knew sheād just grab my hair and drag me closer. So I did, not raising my hands to meet the manās eyes. I didnāt want to. I didnāt want to look pathetic, to be seen crawling and giving āfuck meā eyes to some guyā¦ so I just kept my eyes focused on his dick. twitching slightly when exposed to the warmth of my breath, thick and musky and threatening.
despite my attempt at obedience, I felt her hand tighten in my hair. forcing me closer until his cock was pressed against my cheek, lips smushed up against it in a facsimile of a kiss. i wanted to kiss her, to feel its soft lips against mine and to know that i had made it proud. but it wanted me here, on my knees, unable to get away.
his cock was fully hard now, and when she leaned in and whispered in my ear: give it a lick. show him what a good dykeās tongue feels like, I obeyed without thinking. she took the opportunity to force the head of his cock in my mouth, ignoring my protests and holding me in place as i tried to get it out
itās alright, darling. you can always safeword, iāll listen. but his cock was already sliding deeper in my mouth, and i knew that i wouldnāt be able to speak a word until he was done with me. until they both were
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