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@serenecorruption
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I need like... I need shitty MacBook webcam porn. Digicam, low-res, held at knifepoint while you touch yourself for me. Prodding the blade into your flesh just a touch too far, blood forming a bead where the point connects skin. Fear, crazed eyes gleaming, all through the digital filter for me to watch your unfurling on repeat.
The Dress
Featuring shibarifairy
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It's ok, rabbit - it's just some local anaesthetic so your clit can't distract you from how good it feels being fucked in the ass.
"You get so tight when I hit you"

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putting out my cigarette on @tiredtired-butch ♡
My favorite thing I've ever posted on here highkey
i need the absolute SHIT beat out of me and i need it done NOW!!!!!
want to be on the verge of orgasm while they pull a knife against my chest and tell me not to go over the edge or else.
the fear and humiliation would push me over the edge, and then they can show me what 'or else' really means.
bunny femme so deep in heat she can’t remember her own name, just knows she’s bunny and bunny needs to be bred. “please, bunny can’t think, need you to breed bunny..” her words slurred and desperate. pulling her close, rubbing her cheek. “my poor dumb bunny. brain all fuzzy, can’t think about anything except being filled up, can you baby?” her shaking her head, whimpering. “that’s okay, sweetheart. bunnies don’t need to think. you’re being such a good pet for me.” spreading her legs and watching her present instinctively. “biiig stretch, bunny” i coo at her when i finally fill her, watching as her mouth opens, drooling slightly pooling around the corners of her mouth. “there you go. that’s all bunny needed, wasn’t it? to be bred and full and empty headed. my good girl, the best bunny. so pretty when you’re this dumb for me.”
hearing a “shhh…mommy is almost done baby…it’s almost over…you’re taking it so well sweet girl” would save me probably

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I had a rough night, it was marvelous.
maybe i DO want someone to bully me and not let me use the bathroom till i piss myself...
mm. yeaaaah. alright. i need to put a pretty girl on her knees and make her repeat back to me the phrase “i’m in control” until she says it with certainty in her voice and a smile on her face. so cute sitting back on her calves looking up at me with that expression like she feels so taken care of. and she is, of course. my soft girl. my darling. those sweet eyes full of trust and devotion. she’ll be confused for a moment when i tell her to repeat after me again, something different. her brows furrowing and her eyes narrowing for just a moment “i’m doing it to myself?” hard crack of my palm and fingers meeting her cheek once. twice. a third time in quick succession but no time between for her to gather her thoughts before i’m grabbing her face and watching her expression change. mine, has not. gentle smile upon my lips, like we are speaking of the weather and not instead gazing at one another like this, her eyes filling from waterline to pupil with tears, quivering lip forced into a squished pout, warm cheek held beneath my possessive hand. oh what a sight she is like this. i hold her face tightly in my one hand and press my fingers into the hollows of her cheeks a bit more. i stare at her with the same smile, offer her no praise, instead tilt my head to one side until she gives me what i want. “i’m doing it to myself.” she winces before i do a thing, tries to instinctively pull back from the grip of my hand now that she knows what may occur but quickly finds she can’t go anywhere and this of course seems to distress her even more, the inescapability of her situation. what quivering lip held in a cry before now lets loose a soft whimper. i’d feel bad for her if i didn’t know already that a simple check between her legs would be a more humiliating truth. soft and wet and ready for more than just my fingers. mm. sweet little masochist. so sensitive. so soft. what’s a few little smacks to swell those pretty cheeks, huh? you gonna give me what i want? she nods and i think she’s beginning to feel a sense of claustrophobia, being held so tight like this and being exposed the way she is. the heat in my hand paired to the heat of her inflamed skin, gosh it must be uncomfortable. she whines and squirms, trying to loosen herself and then giving up when she decides she may be better off not making such a fuss. “i’m doing it to myself, i’m doing it to myself.” she relaxes in my grasp, squeezing her eyes shut. and fuck if she isn’t the most endearing thing i’ve ever seen, here on her knees softening the tense muscles of her body because she knows i prefer her to fight me a bit. she knows i love fucking with her head, making her confused. this pain delivered is nothing more than a sweet cherry on top of everything else. well, let’s not understate how good it feels to hit her, fuck it— maraschino on a cherry milkshake . she’s in control, and she’s baiting me with her obedience. it’s a ploy, it’s a bluff, it’s a call to action. rise to the occasion. i let go of her face and take a step back, willing to raise the thrill if she’s ready to raise the stakes, gesture with a single raise of my brows in her direction. she’s opening and closing her jaw, relieved to be out of my hold but suddenly too upon catching my gaze there is a look of exposure overtaking her features. overwhelmed by the sudden distance, vulnerability. she swallows. says it again. “i’m… doing it to myself.” i suck my teeth and make a face like she is unavoidably messy issue, problem woman. with the swing of a leg i walk around her, behind, quarter turn to full bow, leaning over at the hip until my lips graze her ear. i raise the stakes— i say the next thing simply, like a matter of fact rather than a command hidden beneath politeness, “gosh you really are doing it to yourself. hurting yourself. let’s give you a choice, hm. how about, hit yourself for me and i’ll make you cum when i think you’ve had enough,” i lower my voice to a hush before continuing.
“—or put those hands between your thighs and touch yourself for me, but be wary, that’s the only way you’re cumming tonight if you do.”
Her Boots
Mean!Southern!Wanda x Reader
TW: Slapping, kicking, abusive language
For @my-myserenity based on this anon suggestion. Also thank you to this diagram for helping me figure out words to use rather than saying “her boots” in every single sentence.
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"I don't remember sayin' you could touch yourself," Wanda snapped, pulling you away from her cunt by the hair. She'd hardly been paying a lick of attention to you, watching tv and sipping on a glass of bourbon while you knelt between her legs. Still you were a fool for thinking you could get away with it. And of course, the moment you finally worked yourself to the brink was the exact moment she'd chosen to look down.
She put down her glass and yanked on your arm, pulling your hand from your underwear and inspecting your fingers.
"You little slut," she spat. "Thought you could get away with rubbin' yourself off without my permission. I oughta tan your hide."
She pulled your hair until your neck was strained, leaving you no choice but to meet her furious eyes.
"I'm sorry, mama!" You whined. "I just… your taste and… and you look so pretty with your dress hiked up like that. I-"
You were cut off by a hard slap across your cheek. "You got some nerve," she said. "Trying to make up excuses like you're anything but a desperate little whore too high on your mama's cunt to know any better."
"I'm sor-"
Another slap. This time she grabbed your face, letting her nails bite into your jaw. "Say it. Tell me your my little whore."
"I-I'm your little whore," you cried. "Please, mama. I'll do anything. I-I'll ride your boot. I'll…"
You trailed off as she stood up, standing over you menacingly. You were sure you were done for. You were sure she was headed for the fireplace, where a rattan cane sat above the mantle, and you spend the rest of the evening wailing over her knee.
Instead, she put her boot to your sternum, pushing you backwards until you tumbled over. She kept her foot on your chest and bent down, resting her elbow on her knee. "Is this what you want?" Her tone sent a shiver down your spine.
When you didn't answer her, she pressed down harder until you instinctively grabbed her ankle to try and push her off.
"Yes! Yes!" You gasped breathlessly, feeling her weight crushing your lungs.
She stood back up, lifting her foot off your chest and kicking you in the side. "Is this what you want!?" She shouted, kicking you again in the stomach when you tried to turn away. Before you could answer, she pressed the outsole against your shoulder, shoving you down until you were flat on your back again.
She kicked your legs apart, leaving you helplessly exposed as she pressed the pointy toe of her boot against your clit. She pressed harder, grinding down until your back arched up off the hardwood. "Please mama! Oh god. Please…" you whined, writhing around on the ground. You were already so close after getting yourself worked up earlier. "Please mama. I… I'm so close. Please let me cum. Please let me- ah!"
She cut you off with another kick, this time right between your legs. Stars danced behind your eyes and you lunged forward, instinctively curling up on the ground and covering your swollen cunt with your hands.
"Stupid slut," Wanda scoffed, sitting back down on the couch and taking a sip of her previously forgotten bourbon.
It was nearly 5 minutes before you crawled back to her feet, sniffling back tears. "Mama," you cried pathetically, "pleaseeeee."
"What do you want?" She hissed.
"Please. I just wanna cum. Please mama. It hurts. Please let me cum," you begged through tears.
She didn't say anything, just slid her boot forward in a silent command.
You wasted no time, straddling the vamp and wrapping your arms around her calf. You rested your head on her knee, sobbing "thank you"s as you humped the pointy leather toe.
She rolled her eyes dismissively, but her hands threaded back into your hair, gently scratching your scalp.
When you finally came, you collapsed forward, slumping against her leg. You were still mumbling your gratitude as she grabbed you under the arms and pulled you up onto the couch. Your head lulled forward and your body went limp. Your brain was clearly fucked too stupid to think, so she decided she'd have to do it for you.
You whined as reached out for her and she stood up, leaving you alone on the couch. You grabbed the skirt of her dress, silently begging her not to go.
"Oh quit your gripin'" she said. "I'm just gonna get a washrag. I'll be back in two seconds."
Still, you didn't let go, looking up at her with with big, stupid, pleading eyes.
She rolled her eyes and groaned. "Fine," she conceded, reaching down and picking you up off the couch. "Come on. Up you go. Let's get you to bed."
You wrapped your legs around her waist and you're arms around her neck. "I love you, mama," you slurred, resting your head on her shoulder.
"Yeah yeah," she said, carefully supporting your weight. "I'm sure you do."

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I feel like you lesbians can find a way to sexualise these lawn aerator sandals, right?
I just want a dumb fucking mutt on his knees so I can put my boot to his cock, watch him gasp and then force him to lean back as I step on his twitching dick harder until he's groaning and panting on the ground