Dummy

“Great start, let’s try that again… Can you pull your tits out?” The owner smiles, looking at her through the window of the lens. Squirming, the catgirl lifts up the hem of her shirt. “Ah, uh… come to the strawberry-“ He interrupts her. “You’re blushing.” Her ears twitch awkwardly. Stepping alongside the girl, he grips her bare tits. “You’re thinking too much, let me help you…”

Firm hands work across her naked chest. Little gasps and mews are captured on camera. The man plays with her nipples, lightly pinching and tugging. “Go ahead.” He coos to the needy pet. “Come… come… adopt a petgirl… come play with kitty…” Her owner nods in approval. “Getting better. Pull down your panties and try again.”

Her underwear slips down her legs. A small push on her ass tilts her hips forward, showing off her smooth, warm pussy to the camera. “Come to the Strawberry Pet Sanctuary…” The girl mumbles. “…come fuck a petgirl…” The man keeps one hand on her breast and pushes a finger into her wet hole with the other. “…lotsa slutty kitties here…”

The owner puts his fingers in her mouth. His other hand keeps working on her pussy. “Another take.” He orders. She can feel his hard cock grinding against her ass. The girl is incomprehensible with his fingers inside of her. “comw fucsk kittyyy… adopt pussyyy….” He holds her by the hips and drags her closer to the camera.

Bending the catgirl over, he lifts her tail to show everything. Two, then three fingers thrust into her wet cunt. “We don’t just have kittygirls here, do we? Tell the people what else they can get.” She lets out a soft squeak, followed by a long meow. He can feel her tighten around his fingers. “…puppies… and bunnies… ah! pretty foxes…” The catgirl trembles in his hands.

“Let’s tell them what they can do with their pet.” He adjusts the camera to look down at her. Guiding the girl to her knees, the owner offers up a thick dildo. “Stuff this in yourself and then talk about what a good petgirl does.” The catgirl quivers. Placing the toy under her hips, she tries to fit it inside of her pussy. It pushes against her mound, slipping away from her hole.

“…your petgirl can give you blowjobs, and…” The man cuts her off again. “Ah ah ah. Fit it in first, then look at the camera while you talk.” She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Lowering her body onto the heavy silicone cock, she meows weakly when it pops inside. Slipping halfway down, the girl starts to grind. “What do petgirls do?”

“…cocksucker…” The kitty whines. “Look at the camera.” She stares up at the lens, bouncing on the too-big toy. “…kitty suck cock…” He keeps a hand on her shoulder, keeping the girl from lifting herself up too high. “What else?” A little push makes more of it fit. “…fuck your little petgirl as much as you want… breed your pet… make her porn…”

Standing overtop of her, the man lays his cock across her face. “Show them.” He watches a shudder run through her body. Her mouth hangs open, tongue out. The owner tilts her head back and mounts her face. The camera watches her naked body stretch out on the dildo. One long slow thrust fits his cock down her throat. On her knees and arched backwards, his balls press against her nostrils.

“Here at Strawberry Pet Sanctuary, all of our petgirls are fully trained.” The man pumps his cock in and out of the catgirl’s mouth. “You won’t have to break them in, but of course you’re more than welcome to.” She paws at his thighs as the dildo thumps inside of her with every push from the man. “Try them before you adopt, satisfaction guaranteed.”

Drool runs down her neck. The catgirl can’t help but rub her clit. “We can match you with the perfect pet. Whatever you like, we’ll find the petgirl that suits your tastes.” She shudders, approaching an orgasm. “…and if we don’t have a good fit, we can train her to do what you like.” The kitty rubs faster. Popping his cock out of her mouth, the man picks her up, pulling her off the dildo.

“meowwwwww!” She begs as he holds her in front of the camera. “This one is learning how to edge.” The girl tries to protest, reaching for her pussy as her orgasm fades. “Tell them what else you’re good for.”

“Anything.” Her mews and whimpers become more desperate. “…mm a pathetic kitty… pweese lemme cum…” Touching the head of his spit-covered cock to her dripping pussy, the man pushes himself deep inside her. A slight adjustment of her legs ensures future customers will see how hard he fucks her. “Do the sales pitch again. Like this.”

The catgirl bounces helplessly in his arms. She whines at the camera. “Cum inside… Strawberry… Pet Sanct- sanctuary… Adopt a tight little pussy like me…” He’s rough and ruthless. Every time she gets close to cumming, he slows down just enough to keep her from her prize. The man doesn’t need to hold back. When he’s ready, he fills her with his cum.

Covered in spit and semen, the catgirl trembles. Her legs spread open, face flushed, cum dripping from her used pussy. Her owner’s sticky cock is wiped off on her face. “Come to Strawberry Pet Sanctuary…” The girl licks at him as she reads her pitch. “Adopt a slutty petgirl…”

“You’re hear for the deergirl, right?” The enthusiastic couple stand at the counter. “Yes! I’m so excited!” The woman giggles. “Wonderful. She’s such a sweetheart. Still a little shy, but I’m sure you two can bring out her dirty side.” He slides them some paperwork. The woman clicks a pen. “Say… is that catgirl here? The one from the ad?”

He chuckles and nods. “Sure, she’s down here.” Rolling back his chair, the catgirl crawls along the floor to keep sucking his cock. “Oooh, she’s even prettier in person.” The owner smiles and pets her head as the couple gawks at her. “Mmhm… not up for adoption, I’m afraid. This one is all mine.” The couple sign the paperwork. “One is enough anyways… for now, at least.”

Pointing them down the hall, the couple heads off to pick up their new pet. The catgirl happily bobs her head in her owner’s lap. “Looks like you’re famous.” He rubs her back. The girl’s tail swishes with pride. Leaning back in his seat, he lets his pet finish him off.

you're tied and cuffed and gagged. The only movement you can manage is to push yourself back on the extra large silicone wolf dick inside of you.

It's early. Not many people are up, but soon, the sidewalks outside your window will be bustling, and they'll have the perfect view of your cunt, stretching obscenely around the knot as you fuck yourself.

just have someone who knows me irl and follows this blog and if they’re not satisfied with the frequency of my posts then they’ll just pay me an impromptu visit and fucking use me till i remember i’m merely a sex toy.

they could even tease me about how they’re wrecking my body and me, being a stupid attention whore, will probably come here to talk about it: about how they mocked me for having such a wet pussy, about the noises i made even tho i said i wasn’t in the mood, about the frenzy that overcame me as i started rubbing my clit when they filled me up with their cum.

Roll 1: Intro

State/province you live in

First Name

Last name

Nick name

Mother's full name

All of the above

Roll 2: Quick photo

Selfy with clothes

Topless selfy

Booty pic

Photo of you head to toe in a bathing suit

Full nude chest to thighs

Roll for 2

Roll 3: Ice breaker

3 kinks you want to explore

A friend you want to fuck

Your full name

Where you work

Most humiliating thing you've done

Your full address

Roll 4: Nudes

Full nude with face

Ass spread

Sitting legs spread with face

All your saved nudes

Full nude bathroom selfie (wear some makeup your trying to impress in this one)

All of the above

Roll 5: Promises

These are how many promises you're going to make to your blackmailer. These will be things you promise to never fail or forget to do. Come up with them yourself this is just how many

1

2

4

6

7

10

Roll 6: Secrets

How many times have you masturbated to a friend and what's their name

Something horrible you did

Darkest Fantasy

The most humiliating thing you've done

3 hidden facts about you

All of the above and The name of your partner (I know you're doing this and they don't know)

Roll 7: Body Writing Full Nude

Your full name written on your chest

Hucow written on your chest with whore written on your face

Write your promises from roll 5 across your torso

Write your Tumblr blog name across your chest and write your name above your crotch

Write stuff about yourself you'd never want people to know about you on your stomach

Draw dicks all over yourself (I want to laugh at you)

Roll 8: Duration

3 days

1 week

2 weeks

1 month

6 months

1 year

Women don't deserve anything

Licking my feet is the biggest gift for you

You deserve to be slapped

It starts simple. I make you cum and I tell you to say thank you and you do because that’s easy. That one makes sense. Someone made you feel good, and you express gratitude, that’s just good manners. You don’t even think about it. Thank you. Of course. That felt amazing. Thank you.

But then I have you say it again the next time while my hand is around your throat. Say it. And you do, thank you, a little choked and sputtering, and something about forcing the words out while you can barely breathe makes them feel different in your mouth. Heavier. More real. You said thank you while I was hurting you and you meant it and that’s a new piece of information about yourself that you have to carry around.

Then I start expanding the territory. I want to hear it when you’re wet. Not just when you cum. When you’re wet. The moment you notice that your body is responding to me I want you to stop whatever you’re doing and say thank you. Because that arousal doesn’t happen without me. That drip between your legs is something I built. I put it there through weeks and months of conditioning you to respond to my voice and my hands and my words and the least you can do is acknowledge where it comes from. So every time you feel it. Thank you. In the morning when you wake up thinking about me and you’re already soaked before you’ve opened your eyes. Thank you. In the middle of your workday when something I said three nights ago surfaces in your brain and suddenly your thighs are pressing together under your desk. Thank you. You text it to me like a little status report. Like a prayer you send throughout the day to the person responsible for keeping you this ruined.

But we can push further. I’ll have you thanking me for the things that should horrify you: Thank you for taking your limits away. Say it. Thank you for crossing every line I drew. Thank you for making me need this. Thank you for making it so I can’t cum without your permission. Thank you for showing my friends what I look like when I beg. Thank you for the bruises. Thank you for the photos you keep in a folder I pretend I’ve forgotten about. Thank you for making me say all of this out loud.

Say it after I make you do something new and degrading, and hear the thank you come out before you’ve even processed what just happened to you. Your brain skips straight past the shock and the shame and lands on thank you as your default setting. No matter what I do to you the first thing your body produces in response is a thank you that I’m the one doing it.

make me do degrading things for tips and pocket the money. pay me a dollar per stream or another insultingly low amount