Amey

boy that's making you really uneasy with how badly he wants to be snuffed actually. boy with a little glint in his eye that makes your stomach turn as he drools at the sight of you drawing your gun. boy who's getting tired with how long you're taking to just get to the point shuffling closer and closer on his knees

i wanna be hit so hard that i see cute little stars floatin around my mind ♡

I wanna make some poor sadistbait brat cry from not feeding into their teasing or attempts at getting punished and not hurting them enough, just to give them more than what they asked for. making them tell me how bad they needed this and thanking me after each hit like a mantra before having them pissed out, throwing up, dissociated and bloodied on the floor when I finally give them what they want. then ask them if they’re okay in the sweetest tone ever before reaching out to try and patch them up just for them to flinch away only to be grabbed up by the hair while I unbuckle my pants.

Does anybody wanna come over and raise their fist to make me flinch

There is something really good about collapsing into sobbing and pleading until you realize there's nothing you can do to stop it, so your captor doesn't even need to beat you into submission anymore. You just lie there gasping and weeping in their arms as they comfort you, weak and fading. The "please no no no" becomes broken silence, gazing up at them, maybe clutching at their arm for a scrap of comfort as it happens.

This is normally like a snuff thing but it should be applied to many more settings. It's a delicious flavor of forced orgasm, leaving time between accepting you can't fight it anymore and it actually slamming into you. That endless moment of agonizing dread, suspended in despair and anticipation, cringing in pain and disgust. You'd almost prefer to just cum and it to be over with but even that mercy you're denied. You must wait to suffer.

Obviously there's also forced intox. There's nothing like realizing you're coming up and helpless to do a damn thing about it. You can panic, scream, sob, bite and scratch, tell them how much you hate them, but it's inevitable. You'll be weak on the ground soon, too dizzy to fight, too confused to argue. This is where brain breaking can come in! They can mind fuck you and turn you into something else inside, and all you can do is watch ❤️

yes u can rip my clothes off but you can also threaten me and scream at me to take them off faster while you hit me and shake me by my hair

I want to strip you down, take pictures of you in nothing but your underwear while you're tied to the radiator. you expected a man entering your home to go for the tv, hell even your laptop, not immediately for you. standing over you, mumbling to myself about how good you look and how fucking delicious you must be, camera flashing every now and then as I hold it too close to you, ignoring all your begging for me to stop and leave you alone. grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up at me, slapping you when you blink at the light - "I want to see the fear in your eyes, look into the fucking lens." my voice now switched from the almost snotty, quiet murmured perversions, proof that the only care I have about you is in you as a piece of meat, as something to satisfy my cock. the realisation that you are definitely not surviving this home invasion, and that my camera will have pictures much worse than just your shaky eyes by the end of the night.