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I spent an hour being remote controlled via a toy, and it made me even more pathetic and desperate than I already always am🫠 This wasn't even the highest setting😣 I'm nervous to find out what it feels like stronger...😈🤤

This was sooo good and so painful!😫

I put sharp little spikes on the floor so that every time I pushed back onto cock I would scrape and hurt my nipples😭

I felt sooo pathetic and needy🫠 Getting fucked felt so good that I couldn't stop🤤 I hurt all the next day, but I can't stop thinking about doing it again...🫣🙈

Please tell me exactly how pathetic you think I am🥺

Thank you all again for your time!! I can’t believe 800 people find me good enough to follow🙈

Gross!!!! <3

Even better cause I never wanna be pregnant to begin with, but my husband has been begging and pleading for years. I finally agree out of love for him and then what happens? I'm raped by his dog!

You don't like it. Obviously. Who would? You only touch yourself to help get you through it until it's over. And you only cum screaming and squirting because it's just a natural bodily reaction. And you haven't gotten any help because who's going to believe you? You just have to push out these pups somewhere people won't notice you and then give away your dog or something.

So here you are waiting for the bus, your womb is gravid and writhing with mutts, some so overdue they're old enough to be grinding against your soft walls, seed leaking out and further bloating you. But you're sure you're ready. Too bad for you, the bus isn't, it's rather late in fact. Labor already started, you just have to hold it together until you can get downtown, find a lonely alley and bam, this nightmare will end. Oooooh~ fuck~

It's hard though.. labor feels different than you expected, like you could just -hnn- uuunnnn~ cummmmmm~

Being kidnapped. Maybe it's planned and I take a job listing but it's not super detailed or maybe I just get snatched off the wrong corner when they see a piece of man meat they think they wanna have. Being blind folded and my arms bound above me. Can't see a thing but I feel myself get stripped down, even my boxer briefs and my sports bra.

Then something heavy and weighty walks over. It's big. I can't see it, but I can feel and hear whatever it is leaning over my back. Not even touching me, but it's close enough. I can tell it's there. Maybe a growling or a snarling or maybe a gurgling. Something not human sounding, of course. Being grabbed and something huge slotting itself between my thighs. I can't tell how big it actually is but I can tell by the way it's throbbing and twitching it's a massive fucking cock (or maybe an ovipositor who knows.)

they don't care.

“You can’t stay here.” The construction worker shines his light into the small encampment at the edge of the jobsite. Peering out of her hiding spot, the runaway hangs her head and starts to pack up her bag. “Sorry… I’ll go…” He watches her put on her heavy jacket. Another worker shouts at him. Late in the day, the few men left at the site are ready to lock up and go home.

“I won’t call the cops this time.” The girl nods as she moves past him. Three other workers have arrived to check on their colleague. They smirk at the ashamed lady shuffling towards the exit. “Hey, where are you going?” One of them touches her arm. She pulls it away. “I’m leaving.”

“Come on, you don’t have anywhere to go. Want to make some money?” The man produces an envelope full of bills. “You know we get paid in cash. We can pay you right away.” The rest of the group laughs at his proposition. Cold and hungry, she eyes the money. “Between all of us you’ll make a lot.” The first one chirps. “Hell, if the other guys aren’t in, I’ll make it worth your while.”

“I… don’t do that…” The girl mumbles, awkwardly shifting the weight of her pack. “You don’t do that, or you haven’t done it yet?” Comes a snide remark from one of the men. “She’s lying. Pretty girl like that knows how to make a living.” Her stomach sinks. Still standing in front of the group, she protests. “I’m not one of those girls…”

“But you could be. Get enough for a room, a hot meal, your dope, whatever. All for an hour’s work.” The girl is humiliated by the proposition, but glances at the open envelope. “Ah, whatever. Okay, get lost kid.” The man puts the money back in his hi-vis vest and starts to shoo her away. She looks around at the four burly men. She looks at the open gate, into the fading dusk.

Her backpack and jacket sit on the floor of the condemned public bathroom. In a month this building will be torn down. By next year it’ll be expensive condos. The girl kneels on the tiles and tastes the sweat on his cock. Soft at first, the man gets hard in her mouth. Two others wait in line while the last man smokes a cheap cigarette.

One by one she cleans the day’s labour off their cocks. She keeps her eyes shut but can’t avoid their smell when they push her head down their shafts. The girl coughs and spits before sucking off the next man. The smoking man speaks. “See? You get to make some money, we get some stress relief. Everybody wins.” She can’t respond with a cock in her throat.

“Let’s see what we got.” Comments another man, pulling up her shirt. The crew strip her naked, grabbing at her soft young body with their rough calloused hands. One fondles her tits while another touches her pussy. She jumps when his finger slips across her clit. “Ah! Stop!” The girl cries out. “Don’t touch me there… Just get it over with!”

The group laughs, bending her over the counter. Vulgar graffiti smeared on the mirrors does little to save the girl from seeing her own reflection. “All business, huh? I like it.” The leader forces his cock into her pussy. She shivers when she feels him deep inside. Strong and rough, he wastes no time finding his rhythm. The man pounds into the girl.

“Fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck…” The girl exclaims with each harsh thrust. He takes a break, passing her to his companion for a while. She gives him a blowjob, tasting her pussy. His worn hands hold onto her shoulders. The girl feels a wave of nausea. He cums all over her ass. A new man takes her hole. She can smell cigarettes when one of them jerks off right next to her face.

Legs spread open; she sits on the counter. Covering her face with her hands, the girl can feel him play with her breasts as he ruts into her pussy. He finishes onto her stomach. One of them sits in a stall and bounces her on his dick. The man’s huge arms lift her up and down. He pushes her to the ground and unloads onto her chest.

Her face is inches away from the dilapidated toilet as another man fucks her on all fours. She turns her head away, seeing a word carved into the stall divider. Whore. The girl stares at it as the rugged construction worker breaks in her pussy. Completely lost, she doesn’t even notice when he cums inside of her.

“Over here.” She crawls. Sucking cock, she can taste his cum leaking from the tip. It’s not his first turn. He picks her up, holding her in the air and burying his cock inside. She stares over his shoulder, holding on for dear life. The girl watches two of the men put their pants back on. Another strokes himself hard again. She’s lowered to the ground. One man fucks her pussy while the other fucks her throat.

The worker in her mouth slips his cock from her lips, shooting hot strands of cum all over her face and hair. She squirms, but the men hold her in place. Fucking her deeper and faster, the man in her pussy approaches his second climax. Before she can wipe the cum off her face, he pulls out, gripping her hair and dragging her head to him.

Using the girl’s mouth like a fleshlight, he cums. She gags and drools and smacks at his hips, desparate to get him out of her throat. The man pinches her nose and holds her in place. Teary eyes look up at him as she swallows his load. Nicotine-stained teeth grin down at the newly minted prostitute.

A pause. The object inside looks nothing like what she expected. Checking the packing slip, she sees the brand she ordered - a complete mismatch to what she received. Lifting the weighty sex toy from the box, the girl is baffled at how they could have mistaken the two items. The dildo she had ordered was small and sleek. This was…

…thick, ridged, bumpy, veiny, completely inhuman. Everything her research had told her to avoid for her first. Disappointment and curiosity rumble through her as she sits on her bed, staring at the monstrous toy. Her eyes drift down the shaft. Near the base of the cock is a huge knot. She remembers feeling frustrated when she was advised against starting off with a toy like that. Of all the bells and whistles she wanted, that knot was the most difficult to let go. Now she was alone with it.

I should return it. It’s a shipping error. I should start smaller. Her hands stroke the silicone cock. I could just play with it a bit. Maybe wash it and return it. I’ve waited so long. She slips out of her panties.

Rubbing the cock against her hips and thigh, she touches her wet pussy. Seeing the dildo lying against her small frame sends shivers through her body. No wonder they said to start small. The thick, veiny cock would be a big stretch for her, even without the knot. But just rubbing would be fine…

Squeezing it between her thighs, she begins to slide her pussy up and down the shaft. Every bump and crevasse on the wicked cock makes her body tingle. Her heart pounds when she rubs her clit against the knot. Comparing the size of the toy against her petite body, she can see that if it was any larger it would reach her belly button.

Just the tip. A fib as old as sex itself. Bringing her hips over the head of the cock, she straddles the monster and touches it to her hole. The girl’s wet pussy nestles against it. The tip is already slippery from her cum. As she works it inside of her, she strokes the knot. Her favourite fantasy plays out in her head.

Something like this… would just… take me… Her hips drop as she pulls the monstrous dildo up into her tiny cunt. A sweet, squeaky moan and she rolls onto her back. The cock is thrust into her again and again, stopping at the knot each time. The harsh features make her pussy wet. It wouldn’t care, even if it broke me… Gripping the base she thrusts faster.

The girl’s toes curl as she watches the toy pound her. Through half closed eyes she imagines the horrifying creature that would have a cock like that. It wouldn’t stop at the knot… It wouldn’t understand if I begged it not to… Her nails dig into her breast, leaving long scratch marks against her chest.

Ragged breathing as she claws at her body. “It won’t fit. Stop. It won’t fit.” The girl makes it fit. She howls as the knot stretches her needy pussy to it’s limit – then cums as it pops inside. Lost in her fantasy, she bucks her hips and tries to fit the inch of cock below the knot inside her. Her finger touches a hidden button under the silicone in the base.

A faint click. Not yet at the end of her orgasm, the dildo comes to life. Mechanisms inside the toy cause the knot to grow. Vibrations run from the base up deep inside of her. The curved shaft lurches, bouncing against her g-spot. The monstrous toy fucks the overstimulated virgin. She lets out a shriek and tries to pull the toy out.

It’s no use. The swollen knot has hooked itself inside of her tight hole. Fumbling with the base, she fails to turn it off. Rolling around in her bed, she fails to remove it. The girl watches helplessly as a faint bump pushes out between her bellybutton and pussy – the head of the cock pounding her from inside.

Unable to separate fantasy from reality, she loses herself in her favourite dream. It just wants to breed you… stop fighting… make it cum… that’s the only way to make it stop… Delirious, the girl starts to rub her clit. The buzzing toy throbs inside of her. Let it breed you… let it take you… you can’t stop it… She squeezes herself as tight together as she can. It won't hurt you if you're a good hole... She makes herself a breeding slave for the monster.

He doesn’t waste any time. Her shirt is pulled up, showing off her tits. Her panties are pulled to one side. The man unceremoniously pushes his cock into her. A short grunt and he thrusts deep into her hole. The girl keeps her legs wide open and high up. Occasionally she glances back at the camera, checking to make sure it can see where his cock pounds into her.

“Dirty little slut.” He growls, grabbing her attention again. The man gropes her breasts as he fucks her. She whimpers and bites her lip, struggling to adjust to his rapid pace. He’s not nice to her. One slap across her chest makes her wince, a second makes her moan. Two fingers shoved between her lips silence the girl. As she sucks on his fingers, her hands slip down to her clit.

“Cut that out.” Her wrists are dragged away from her filled pussy. “But I wanna – Ah!” The girl’s whining is interrupted by another hard smack across her tits. The man pins her arms to the pillow. “You’re just a tight hole for me, you don’t need to rub your clit.” She’s wet enough without it. Still, the girl tries to negotiate. “But I won’t be able to cum if I don’t rub…”

The man’s hands grip her throat. A dominant squeeze. “You don’t need to cum, slut.” Her flushed expression pleads with him. “You wanted to be a cocksleeve?” The girl nods. Her face turns pink, then red. “Then shut up and take my cock.” He punctuates his degrading comments with hard, deep thrusts into her pussy. The man releases his grip, and she gasps for air.

“Look at you. Pathetic fucktoy.” She twitches. Pathetic. Her fingers dart for her clit. A few touches after being talked to like that would be enough. The man catches her hand again and gives her another good smack. The girl twitches uncontrollably, inches away from orgasm yet so far. “Please… Lemme touch… Wanna cum…” His powerful hips rut harshly into her hole.

The man grips her by the cheeks. He turns her face towards the camera. “You wanted a video? Capture what a needy whore you are.” Through bleary eyes she can see herself in the screen. She can see his cock thumping into her. She can see her tits bounce and his hands pinning her down. So close and yet so far. “mmm- am a needy whore wanna cum pleeease…” Those rough hands choke her again. Her pussy throbs with each thrust. The man has a wicked grin.

“I’ll let you touch your pussy if…” His evil smile grows. “…you say my name.” She squirms under his weight. The girl grinds her hips, hoping a slight stroke against his stomach will push her over. “Nuh-uh… no…” So close to cumming, she can barely think. “My name isn’t ‘No’, dummy. Say my name. Say my name and I’ll let you rub your cunt.” He grabs her face again, pushing it towards the lens.

“I can’t!” The girl sobs, desperate for her orgasm. “Why not, slut?” The man fucks her harder, approaching his own. She starts to cry. The phone camera stares at her, indifferent. The denied woman snaps in a manic outburst. “I don’t know your name! I don’t know who you are!” He chuckles at her episode.

“I don’t know your fucking name! Please let me touch my clit!” The man ignores her. A final few slippery thrusts of his cock, and he cums in her pussy. She sobs and whimpers and twitches as he lets out a long, relieved sigh.

The man is half out of frame as he puts his clothes on. The girl lies shivering in her bed. He leaves without saying a word. After a few minutes, she sits upright. Still breathing heavily, the girl rolls over to the camera. The last image captured by the smartphone is her reaching out to shut off the recording.

After a few minutes, the screen goes black. The girl’s face is still visible in the black window. She puts down her phone for a moment, stroking her hands up and down her thighs. Soft fingers dance around her pussy, never quite alighting on her clit. The screen lights up again. She restarts the video.