Freak

you’re in his dms, i’m tracing vivisection lines down his chest while little cartoon hearts float around my head. we are not the same

No more rape posts that are only about penetration. Get grosser. Rape thats about making you cum on their tongue against your will. Rape thats about massaging your sore muscles when youre cuffed to the bed til youre brokenly moaning for them to keep touching you. Rape thats about sitting you on a vibrator and violating your mouth with slow, deep kisses when you gasp. Rape where no clothes get removed but you still end up feeling used. Rape where youre being stroked til you cry and your rapist licks up your tears when you cum. Rape that gives rather than takes. Rape that makes you crave more

Like two years ago I ran into a salamander biologist in the woods who complimented my ability to 'walk quietly in the forest while causing minimal disturbance to the leaf litter.' Still goes to my head.

I had to get my kidneys imaged a few years ago and the urologist somewhat breathlessly told me "you have absolutely beautiful kidneys." and tbh I've never felt hotter.

“listen here you little fucking brat” as you grab my jaw and squeeze hard to stop the big toothy smile spreading across my face

hiiii me (butch) and my wife (butch) saw you from across the bar can we buy you a shot and another shot and another shot and shower you in affection so you don’t realize how drunk you’re getting until suddenly you’re on your back in the backseat of our subaru with one of us fucking you and the other riding your face and we’re making out on top of you. or would that be weird

Wow bro that sounds really rough *gently places my hand on your cock* I want you to know if you ever need anything I'm always here for you

Sadist making a masochist apologize throughout a beating. Apologize for being so tempting, apologize for the obscene sounds you make in pain, apologize for being so twisted and pathetic, apologize for the horrible awful urges you cause, apologize for making me do this to you.

doing what im told brings me more satisfaction than achieving anything on my own ever could. i don’t even seem capable of feeling pride in my own accomplishments. the only satisfaction i know is the kind that comes from knowing someone else is pleased with me.

even your sicko friend has a friend that's more of a sicko than them. it's like how your therapist has a therapist

crying isn't my safe word, screaming isn't my safe word, begging isn't my safe word, saying it hurts it hurts isn't my safe word, when I want you to stop I'll fucking call red or yellow just ignore all that other shit coming out of my mouth like fucking please tho