#post mine

need to walk in on my knight jerking off with my token of favour. handkerchief wrapped around his dick, wet spot visible through the fabric, hand in his mouth to keep from yelping at the feeling. knights when they are obsessed w me and totallyyy pathetic about it.

jason todd, put that helmet to good use (bonk your brother)

callout to all of you for not playing tic tac toe with vaikus

thinking abt acebreaking and the fact that half of the acebreaking porn on here is something along the lines of "fuck me/gaslight me/breed me into experiencing eroticism" and to me that is not 👏the 👏 point 👏 at 👏 all 👏. i don't want to get fucked and (eventually) enjoy it i want to get fucked and hate it!! or feel apathetic abt it!! i want to feel uncomfortable and degraded and violated because this shouldn't be happening to me! like. spit on my cunt bc i'm not getting wet for u and open me w ur tongue even though all it's going to elicit from me is uncomfortable shivering. breed me bc cum feels bad drying on my thighs. work a fist into me bc it's fun to listen to me humiliate myself by offering to do anything to make you stop. a whole world of horrible rape is out there and it should be capitalised on for me specifically!!

need my knight to get me pregnant. i've been thinking about gauntleted fingers digging bloody gashes into my waist for hours, feeling myself stretch around his cock. his mouth against my ear, his teeth brushing my skin, trying to squirm away and begging him to pull out but only feeling his hands tightening in response.

underrated way to fuck with your basement pet is to feign offense at them being scared of you. going down to where you're keeping them, where they're huddled against the radiator or the wall (cuffs biting ligature marks into their wrists, gagged with tape, fucked out from the most recent rape) and running a hand through their sweat-soaked hair. when they flinch - "hey, hey sweetheart, what's wrong?" teary eyes not daring to meet yours, whimpering through their gag. bending down and kissing them gently. "you're not scared of me, are you?" a twitchy shake of the head. "good," you bring a knife to their cheek and this time, they don't wince, "you know you've got nothing to be afraid of, really."