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puppy needs to be muzzled, restrained, and edged mercilessly until their mind is broken and they can only think pathetic dog thoughts

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what's wrong, puppy? you feel funny? you feel warm and achey down there? aww, come here and let daddy take a look. that's right, good job, open up your legs for me...
oh sweetheart, your puppy parts look so puffy and sensitive! my poor needy little thing. there's no need to be embarrassed. when you get all hard and sticky like this, it means it's time for daddy to touch you. i know it can be intense, but we have to make the ache go away, ok?
just relax, sweet puppy. that's right. daddy's here. daddy's got you. i'm going to start touching you now and i'm not going to stop until your puppy parts feel alllllll better.
you can cry as much as you need to, it's okay. daddy knows just how to take care of you.
fit me with a cock cage that still won't prevent bugs from fucking my dick.
tiny slugs still slide over my cock between the bars and press their slick bodies into my urethra. i feel them squirm along my tight passage and swim around in my testicles. they make my cock bulge just as much on the way back out and i whine at the tightness of the cage.
some of them even get too big feeding on my cum to even work their way out again, stuck jostling my already full, bulging balls. sometimes you could even see the shapes wriggling beneath my skin
one that was almost too big had my urethra stretched for hours, painfully making its way through while i couldn't even jerk myself to help it along. the final part was the worst, with its fattened body barely slowly gaping the head of my cock to the limit. finally bursting out along with a flurry of backed up piss and cum that had followed it
Arms tied behind your back, sitting with your legs open on the edge of the bed. Three months is a long time. You hadn’t seen one another since right after you started T and now he’s tied you up and is staring at you like he wants to devour you.
He leans in close, a knee between your legs, pressing right against your cock. You let out a gasp. “Shut up and let me look at you,” he says, grabbing a fistful of your hair and jerking your head back slightly. He trails a finger down the side of your face, across your jawline. “Did you know you’re getting sideburns already? And your face is filling out.” He grins and runs a finger across your upper lip “and of course there’s the dirt stache. I bet you love it, don’t you? . That’s why you haven’t shaved yet, right? You want everyone to see, don’t you?” Your breath got heavy, were you supposed to answer? Before you could think about that further he was shoving his fingers in your mouth, fucking your mouth really. “Be a good boy and let me take it all in,” he growled in your ear before removing his fingers, trailing your spit down your chin and onto your throat. He brushed against where your Adams apple would be. “Have you heard yourself lately? Do you even know? It’s going to get so much deeper, I can tell.” He grabbed your throat, catching you off guard and making you moan huskily. “There we go,” he says. “You sound like such a faggot already.” He kissed your shoulder, before sinking his teeth into it. “Maybe I’ll let you wrestle me when you start to put on some muscle, but I can tell you’re on your way.” He sniffed your armpit deeply, then licked it. “You’re doing some kind of workout at least, because you fucking stink.” Your cock throbbed and you squirmed. “Easy now.”
He used his other hand to twist your nipple. “You’re going to get so hairy. I can’t wait to suck on your hairy tits,” he cooed, still intermittently tweaking your nipple, hand still on your throat - not tightly, but with the promise that it could be at any moment.
He continued down. “I can tell you’re going to be such a hot bear. Look at this.” His hand grabbed your stomach, your happy trail, tightly. “You’re really going to fill out so well, you’ll look so good big.” He removed his hand from your throat finally, and grabbed both of your hips roughly. You were so hard at this point it was taking all of your focus. He’s leaning over you, eyes locked, close but not touching save for his grasp on your waist. You can’t help it, you raise your hips to buck at his thigh, to hope for any connection, any friction against your t cock.
“None of that now. Bad dog.” He says, mockingly, before quickly pinning you down, your arms still tied behind you. “I know what you want my attention on, mutt. I bet it’s all you fucking think about.” One hand trailed down again, keeping a pointed distance from your cock. Teasing. You squirmed, you couldn’t help it. “So desperate,” he coos. “Of course you can’t help yourself. Having a new dick is just so exciting isn’t it?” He laughs. “I bet you’re touching yourself all the time”
You nod weakly. Of course you were. “Like this?” He said, and grabbed your crotch, making you gasp. “Like a cock?” He began playing with the head, stroking it between two fingers. You’re a mess at this point, gasping and moaning. “Well not so fast.” He stops suddenly. “Let me take a look at it. Sit up, boy.” He helps you get up by pulling your hair, returning you to your original position at the edge of the bed. You grind against it a little, desperate for contact.
He’s on his knees in front of you, spreading your legs. “You’re big.” He says matter of factly. “I bet you didn’t even know. And you’re only going to get bigger.” He pinches it and pulls gently. “You might be able to fuck with it one day. For now it’s only good for one thing, though. Do you know what that is, pup?” You shake your head. You don’t know what anything is at this point, your mind is so cloudy. Your eyes roll back into your head as he strokes and you don’t see him lowering his mouth onto your throbbing cock. He starts sucking it. Really sucking it like a dick. You can’t stop the noises coming out of your mouth now. Moans, gasps, “fuck” you eke out, and of course your voice cracks. You can feel him let out a laugh while his mouth is still on you. Your legs start to shake and he pulls away. “I want to look at you when you cum. I want you to cum on me.” He states, while moving his hand back to stroke you. “Show me how much of a good boy you are.” You can’t help yourself anymore, and cum in his hand, your whole body shaking and jerking. “Easy now.” He says with a smirk.
fucking love needy masc's that are new on hormones and can't stop humping their growing cocks against everything. grinning up at him as i lay back and watch him whimper and tell me how good it feels to grind his dick against mine. guiding his hips to help him feel better. a little slower buddy, a little harder. yeah there we go, feels better right? now you're thrusting like a man and not a stupid mutt. see how fucking hard you make me? that's a good fucking boy, we'll make you into a real man in no time

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Low-key precum is hotter than cum. Like just watching a pretty boy uncontrollably leak at the sight of your dick. Or seeing it pool on his tummy while you stretch his pretty hole out
telling your cis best friend one drunken late night that you think you might be a boy too. next morning you come to regret it, taking it all back and passing it off as a dumb thought.
he doesn't let you.
he doesn't push it, but you notice changes. he doesn't filter himself around you as much anymore, punches your shoulder a little harder when he teases, puts you in a headlock far more often that he would a girl. he builds it up in subtle ways, like switching from your old name to a nickname, or maybe even your last name. he tells you to fight back harder in the moments you're laughing and wrestling each other.
"c'mon, man up! is that all you've got? nah, i know better!"
he doesn't care nearly as much about changing in front of you, and he tells you all of the dirty details he can think of. you're just boys, right? he'll make you see that.
wrestling and dumb jokes turn into late nights with smoke swirling, mentioning a porno he saw the other night that he's still thinking of now as you lie on your backs staring at the ceiling with the posters. nicknames and telling you to man up turns into palming at his cock and encouraging you to pull yours out. he won't accept your dumb excuse of not having one. this is what boys do.
he'll make sure you know it.
really love the idea of being forcemasced by some dude who’s convinced he knows me better than I know myself. And maybe he does.
Some pretentious dude who smokes cigarettes and rolls his eyes at billboard top 40 music and seems to just have beef with the world, but likes me, really likes me, maybe to an obsessive degree, maybe loves me, maybe stalks me, and is determined to set me free from society.
gives me an edible. holds me down while giving me my t shot and shotgunning cigarette smoke into my mouth. goes on some diatribe about how people are sheep or something idk while fucking me.
(shouting over the loud music to the guy next to me at a crowded bar) no no listen. there's two types of piss kink, okay? there's the wetting kind and the golden showers kind. the wetting kind is all about loss of control. desperation. it's about surrendering yourself to your irresistible physical urges. it makes pissing a submissive act. sit back down i'm not finished. the golden showers kind is about pissing as a dominant act. it's about degradation. objectification. turning a person with agency into something dirty to be used for relief. there's overlap between the two but both can be used to reinforce different power dynamics in bdsm contexts. where are you going
Knight who thinks it's too 'disgraced' to take off their armor and touch you.
They unsheath their sword and let you grind yourself stupid on the hilts cold steel. Maybe they're so 'disgraced' they don't clean it after, every time their hand wraps around it's like touching you.
AAAAAAA

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I should be in his lap, one of his hands on my hip gently rocking me on his cock, the other holding the back of my neck as I nuzzle into his shoulder and neck rn. I need him to thrust his hips up suddenly and shush me when I whimper and squirm a little bit and I need him to rub my back and praise me, all while he’s bottomed out in me.
Hello, I think I should get to hold a wand to a boy’s clit and overstimulate him while I fist him and slowly stretch him open while he’s cumming repeatedly and clenching down around my wrist and arm, unable to stop bucking his hips and squealing like an animal.
His stretched open boycunt kept in a constant state of convulsing around my hand and wrist, pain and pleasure ripping through him until his eyes roll back and he’s panting with his tongue out like a braindead bitch.
Just leaving him a gaping twitching puddle when I’m done with him.
Is that too much to ask for?
[DETRANS, SISSY, RACEPLAY AND MISOGYNIST KINKS DO NOT TOUCH]
Thinking about a tough guy, strong and hardheaded only to become an absolute mess the moment his tdick is tormented in the slightest. Pathetic moans and tears in his eyes when his hood is pulled back and the rubber band hits the tip for the 10th time before starting to work lubed fingers against it again, pulling him closer and closer to coming, his sore and swollen lil dick twitching in anticipation of finally about to cum only to have the rubber band shock another squeal out of him.
Clamping it and making him beg and squirm to let his poor tdick rest for a moment. His tcock twitching under the pressure of the clamp. Only to link a chain to the clamp and lead him by his own dick to sit down on the edge of the bed. Spreading his legs and a dildo stuffed in his leaking cunt. His poor tdick being pulled as far as he can handle before the screaming starts. Telling him the pulling only stops when he is bouncing on the silicone and watching him desperately hump at the mattress, riding the toy, his tcock being yanked when he pauses. Watching the chain move every so slightly as his dick pulses and twitches.
[DETRANS, SISSY, RACEPLAY AND MISOGYNIST KINKS DO NOT TOUCH]
waking up with a kinda full bladder and reeeeeaallly not wanting to let it go so you just sit around and keep the urge to squirm subdued

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it would be so fucking hot if you wrecked my urethra so bad i couldn't hold my pee myself anymore and just dribbled from my cock constantly like a pet that isnt housebroken. my rank little dick that soaks my thighs and stomach. when i cum there's no force to my climax either, with only a little sputter of cum. if it manages to get out at all and doesn't stick to the inside of my dick in a coagulated mess.
you only let me sleep in a dog bed that now smells like the crusty mix of semen and piss i can't get out of my dick. it is pleasing to watch your toy have no choice but to make a mess of itself.
but you have to think about the cleanliness of your house. i wear a plug for you inside, a thick metal bulb with a small flare that looks more like an anal plug. a chain on the end attaches it to the right weight on my balls, making up a nice set of jewellery. you take me into the yard twice a day to let me empty myself, lifting my leg in the air like a dog as you remove my urethral plug and let my dick loosely dribble into the grass. you can use the chain to yank at the ball weight that already swings heavily beneath me. now my cock is utterly ruined, you'd better focus on how you're going to wreck these...
Pretty tboys deserve getting their little cocks slapped until its so hot and swollen and sensitive they cant take anymore and need you to grind an ice cube against their poor beat up tdick