i love with my teeth

Rapist who realizes he’s falling in love with his past victim because he can’t stop masturbating to the memory of her. Rapist who uses the same pair of ripped up panties he stole from her as a cum rag to jerk off into every single time, because it gives him a high like no other. Rapist who took polaroids of her while she was tied up, and now he keeps them everywhere - in his wallet, in the glove box of his car, tacked to the ceiling above his bed. Rapist whose cock throbs every single time he remembers something about that night; the way she cried, the way she was dressed, her scent, the feel of her skin against his. Rapist who eventually caves to his own obsession and starts stalking that same victim again, after all that time had passed, because there’s just something about her. She’s just too perfect for him. She’s stuck in his head and won’t ever leave. She was the best girl he ever had. She’s the one.

Wear the marks I give you with pride. Put on revealing outfits when we’re in public together, your short skirt showcasing the scars I’ve left along your thighs, your crop top exposing as much cleavage as possible, along with all the pretty burns I’ve left on your tits from how often I use them as an ashtray. Don’t bother putting on makeup to cover the bruises on your face, don’t wear long sleeves that cover the cuts and scratches along your wrists, don’t be scared of wandering eyes or feel as though you have something to hide. Use every date night as an opportunity to let the world know you’re owned and proud of it.

Swapping fruit snacks with edible gummies and glueing the bag closed so it appears unopened. Handing them to your daughter before you both sit down on the couch together for movie night. Feeling your heart start to race more and more every time you hear the ruffling of that wrapper, knowing that she’s getting higher and higher with every bite. Asking her why she’s so giggly, why her speech is so slurred, why she keeps gripping your arm and getting closer to you as the film carries on, even though you have all those answers already. Waiting until the credits roll and she’s fully passed out in your lap before carrying her off to bed. Laying her down on the mattress, pulling off her pajamas, admiring your little girl’s beautiful body as you trace your fingers along her curves, groping her, rubbing her cunt in circles to get her soaking wet before sliding your cock inside of her.

Getting a front row seat to such an incredible little mess is such a privilege and a joy 👀🔥

dad cooing at you condescendingly cause you’re always “asking for something big when you’re so small.”