The Motherly Goddess of Blood

Soulslike where as you complete various objectives it gradually becomes clear that your camp is accumulating conspicuously barefoot level up maidens.

Each has her own distinct advancement paradigm which would offer some truly disgusting cross-class builds, except how well they synergise depends on their relationship levels with each other rather than with you. Advanced buildcraft thus obliges you to play level up maiden matchmaker.

Each level up maiden also functions as the primary equipment vendor for her advancement paradigm's respective "class"; you begin to suspect that at least some of them are slanting the upgrades they offer in order to encourage you to put on specific clothing.

You knew this was going to happen, right hun? I mean, you knew we were different, I could see it in your eyes when we first met. The way you looked at me, you were scared, but we still had such a nice date, and you were so so sweet, but inevitably, it was always going to end this way. We had lots of good times, the dates we went on were so fun sweetheart, and I think those little tangents you always went on about your interests were always so cute, but the whole time I was holding back this impossibly strong urge to hunt you like a deer. You just kept walking right into my hands, you saw the way I was almost drooling when you were around, and you still decided to keep trying, that maybe I'd be different, or maybe, maybe you wanted this the whole time. Maybe there's something inside of you that knows this is your place, that knows that you were always going to end up pinned down, waiting for a girl to force you down her throat. I hope you're thankful that I even gave you that time with me, getting to know me like that, not many of my prey do, but you were hard to resist. You were cute, sweet, smart, but you were always just food to me sweetheart, no amount of infatuation is going to change that. Hey, hey, don't cry! I'll be quick I promise, I won't even tease you, we can just get it over with and I can go about my day. I don't want this to be a struggle, it would break my heart to see you so afraid on the way down after getting so attached, even if your squirms would feel really good while you're in there... Ugh, oh god I can't wait any longer, I'm so sorry sweetheart, thank you for the meal.

this is the end goal, btw. subs can't be passive. subs can't expect dominants to work on themselves and self actualise without help, and subs can't expect dommes to do that work without them.

your domme is not an island. she is not so far above you that you can't be there for her when she struggles. if you belong to her in any kind of way then you need to be there for her when she's not dominating you. you need to know that your domme has feelings and thoughts and that you both need to support each other. you can dress it up in kink if it helps, but you need to help each other.

and honestly i think about rape a lot because it gets me off. and i don't think it's necessary to construe that as like a healing process or a taking back of power or anything like this. i think that all comes after cumming.

tellinga girl how you want to rip her apart is sexting. btw.

look it’s just really cool when girls push my feet together and treat the gap between my arches like a pussy is all

footjobs are best when the person giving it has socks on or even shoes and the person getting it is wearing pants and underwear

the other best kind of footjob is when the person getting it is forcing the other one to give it to them. ankles in a vice grip, arches forced together in a way thats embarrassingly yonic, fucked exactly like any other hole. skin on skin. lots of lube.

Your daughter is only biting you because she's not getting enough attention. Or she's bored. Or upset. Or tired. Or mad. Or happy. Or angsty. Or stressed. Or horny. Or she feels like biting. You can't really blame her.