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Praising you for every hit so you smoke yourself braindead.
“There’s my good girl, keep going.”
“You’re too high? No baby, you’re just overheating. Let’s take these clothes off.”
“Shh, it’s okay. You’re so beautiful like this.”
“You’re dizzy? Lay down, sweetheart. Let me take care of you.”
“Don’t worry about what my hands are doing. You want a body high don’t you?”
“‘Atta girl, hit it again.”
I want my parents to send me to a slut boarding school without my knowledge. When I get there on the first day, I have to stand in a line while teachers take off our panties and shove vibrators inside us. I tell them no, but at this school, I don't get a say. I'm too scared to take it out. They pass the remotes to the boys randomly.
Throughout the day, my pussy buzzes and it slowly starts to make me wet. The boys trade remotes, so I end up being played with by multiple guys.
After lunch, the vibrators come out, and when I walk into my next class, the girl's desks all have some kind of dildo on them. One of the boys drags me over to one of the bigger dildos, and he and his buddies impale me on it, ignoring me when I tell them it's too big. Class starts, and I'm forced to cock warm this huge toy the entire time.
After classes, they take us to a room where we're all stripped and strapped down to tables. I tug at my bonds, but it doesn't help. The boy from earlier comes up, dick out. It's the same size as the toy from earlier. He was warming me up.
He doesn't wait and he isn't gentle. He slams his cock into me, laughing when I cry. He tells me what a good girl I am, how sluts like me belong on his cock, how good I feel. Finally, he cums, and he leaves. Other boys take turns with me for hours, but none of them fill me up like him.
Finally, they pull the girls off the tables. We wobble, but we're told we'll learn to take it. We're not allowed to put our clothes back on until tomorrow morning, and we're sent to dinner naked. The boy stops in the hall to grope my tits until I'm wet again, and then he shoves his fingers inside me. He doesn't let me cum though, telling me I have to wait until tomorrow for that.
Force it to erase the person it once was; a subtle kind of murder

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pulling my thickest strap out of his twitching cunt while its still glistening and dripping with slick and sitting back, grabbing the back of his head to push him down and watch his lips stretch around it. in the most condescending tone as he starts giving me sloppy head, theeere you go, good boy. such a good mutt cleaning up the mess he made on my cock.
Asleep in my vines
A microfic:
"Feralist?"
The veterinarian handling intake asked, gesturing to the little sleeping terran cradled in my vines.
"Oh, no she's quite docile. She reached out for medical help and then fell asleep in my vines on the way over here"
The veterinarian cooed and layed a tendril across the little terran's cheek.
"awww adorable! What sort of medical care does she need?"
"based on a field assessment it seems she is suffering with acute fatigue and dehydration which are likely exacerbated by several nutrient deficiencies based on the state of other terrans on this station."
The veterinarian acknowledged my assessment and motioned for me to pass the little creature over into eir vines.
"I believe that is likely, yes. Why don't we do a full work up here while she's asleep"
As I passed the terran over, she stirred slightly, letting out an adorable discontented grumble to be leaving my vines. Both the veterinarian and I cooed in adoration. The vet quickly slipped a class Z into her thigh to keep her asleep for the examination.
As the veterinarian busied emself with taking blood and physically examining the cute little creature, e cast a portion of eir attention at me.
"Think you've found your next floret in this one?"
I hesitated, I could feel my leaves fluffing in surprise. I hadn't been thinking that, but now that the veterinarian mentioned it I felt my core pulse with wanting and taking and caring emotions, conflicting with my preconcieved plans to drop the terran off here and let another handle her wardship.
"I was thinking that with how she was able and willing to reach out for help she would likely have a decent chance at independence actually."
The veterinarian's biorhythm took on a piercing, amused, good-naturedly conspiratorial quality. E definitely noticed the conflict and want in my own rhythm.
"She might, but you can't have missed how quickly her breathing synched to your biorhythm. I think you might have found that new pet you've been looking for. Especially if she wakes up in your vines on a small dose of class C."
The wanting and taking in my core redoubled. We would definitely be doing that. I could already imagine the docile, overawed expression she would have as she awoke to her new life under my care. I ruffled my leaves in excitement and anticipation.
"I suppose I'd better schedule a core sample and an implantation surgery then!"
The veterinarian ruffled eir vines in amusement.
"Yes I rather think you had better. We can take care of the core sample as she's sleeping off the class Z"
I shuddered in anticipation
"That sounds perfect!"
ya same is need to hurts to be good holes

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manifesting my dream owner
♡ teaches me to be quiet and obedient when men skullfuck me
♡ beats me til i cry when he's horny, frustrated, or just bored
♡ kicks me when i forget my place
♡ only pulls out as punishment
♡ shares me with his friends
♡ drugs me if i don't shut up when he uses me
♡ reminds me i am always less than him
♡ reminds me i can be always be replaced by a newer, prettier, tighter set of holes
♡ tells me how to dress, exercise, eat, do my hair, do my makeup, walk, and speak or not speak to please men
♡ molds me into a perfect living doll
ya omg is why i love Master soooooo bad is he makes me just his fav holes toy and ya cant be nothing else NEVER
Her room became cluttered, she lost track of the days
Dreams once lucid became lynchian
The world narrowed to only the stifling walls she inhabited
She forgot how an embrace even felt, she longed for simple eye contact…
With friends, with acquaintances, with a random stranger (fuck, with anyone)
The security of his lap provided a refuge from her dog-days and despair
The sound of his strong hands typing at his work station
Simply kneeling in his presence and knowing he was there
Don’t ask, just take x
Because if she smiles at or is even remotely, casually nice to you it's consent.
If she acts like a stuck up, entitled bitch she's asking for it.
If she's dressed in a way that turns you on it's consent.
If she's had too much to drink it's consent.
If you bought her dinner it's consent.
If she doesn't lock her door or windows it's consent.
If she's out waking alone it's consent.
If she screams "no" and fights back, she's just playing hard to get.
If even once she's ever even accidentally gotten wet to the thought of it it's consent.
If she never reports it, then it was consent.
If she's wet when you do it, then she was begging for it.
And, if she's too slow or dumb to get away or too weak to stop you then it's definitely, absolutely consent.
Need one of those chairs with a built-in dildo. Just imagine, you call your friends over for dinner and place the chair along with the other normal chairs in the dining room. You make me wear a skirt with no panties and force me to sit all the way down in the dildo chair. Your friends arrive for dinner and sit right across from me, completely oblivious I'm sitting on a dildo as to others and, it looks like a normal chair I'm sitting on. I almost make it through the night without anyone noticing until you suddenly slip a vibrator inside my skirt on max and place it on my clit which causes me to cum with a loud moan right in front of your friends. I look up, expecting them to be shocked only to see them stroking their cocks. Turns out they knew from the beginning. I look at you, wanting an answer only to see you grinning and I realize you were prepping me for a long night all along.
I don’t want to drug your drinks behind your back— for you to peacefully fade into unconsciousness. Confused and unaware as to what’s happening to you.
I want to drug you knowingly. I want you to fight with all of your strength, kicking, swinging and thrashing against my hold. Slowly growing weaker and weaker until you’ve drained yourself completely. The back of your head forced upon my shoulder, your fatigued whimpers slipping through my fingers— as you look up to me, petrified and helpless. Your lashes flicker, the last burst of energy before your eyes roll back.
And for the next few hours— you’re fucking mine.

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hanging out with him is not enough
i need him to force my clothes off and hold me down while he fingers me for hours.
i need to be so overstimulated that i cry.
i need him to say the filthiest most degrading things to me.
thinking about being passed out at a party
everyone knows I want something to happen. why else would I wear such a short skirt and low-cut shirt & keep bending over to make sure everyone knows there's nothing underneath?
maybe I drink a little too much, smoke a little too much on purpose. before I even know it, I'm on the couch with my legs spread, inviting everyone to have a little taste as I fade in & out