Sadistic Fagboy Dogtop

Shhh, that’s it kiddo just hug your teddy… oh fuck… you feel so fucking good baby. I love you so much little one

Noooo please don’t fuck my ass it’s so tight I never use it :( my cunt is right there, cmon. Nono I mean it! It’s gonna hurt so bad you’re not even gonna fit in there! Please! Stop! AGHH- n-NO! Fuck! I’m not kidding anymore I’m not playing! Please stop I mean it! Red! Red! Redredredredre-

soft rape this sweet rape that. no. i want to be kicking and screaming and fighting with every ounce of my strength. i want the fear to be real, and the anger, and the desperation. wanna hear their vicious laughter in my ear, wanna feel their hand wrap around my throat and squeeze and see the world going dark and distorted. want to wonder, as i drift towards unconsciousness, if they'll be gone when i wake up. want to wonder if i'll wake up at all.

what if one random day u get a text from ur friend’s dad saying ur friend hasn’t been heard from in a little while and if there’s any place you two would hang out at as kids and you list off this little broken down shack off some backwood’s road you stumbled upon one day way back when and so the dad asks if you would meet and show him where it is and of course you do, your friend is in trouble so you head out and it’s dark and your heart is racing and your stomach is nervous and you’re practically crying by the time you meet up with the dad and he looks as scared as you are but he tells you everything’s gonna be fine and hugs you tightly and you melt into it because you’ve known this man since you were little and slept under his room countless times so when you’re guiding him through the brush with flashlights you don’t think of anything else but your friend so when you reach the shack and all of a sudden the door meets your forehead and your falling into the dirt disoriented and then there’s this heavy weight on top of you pawing at your pants and pulling them down hands holding your chest flat to the ground down as you gain some coherence to fight back but he’s above you and he’s strong and he’s telling you to relax and that he doesn’t want to have to hurt you and your wondering what the hell he means when his cock pushes into your ass his palm captures and muffles any scream you belt out and he’s grunting in your ear with each hard thrust telling you how good you feel and how long he’s been waiting for this and that he couldn’t help himself anymore. what if

boyfriend who arranges a gangbang without bothering to ask me first

yes i want you to suck the strap dumbass. yes it feels good, why the fuck do you think i put it over my tdick? matter of fact just open up slut, i’ll show you.

do not underestimate the power of getting beaten til you cry. in fact, go get beaten til you cry. it'll make you feel better. it'll let you have feelings you need to feel. get beaten til you cry.

everyone talks about sadists getting turned on by hurting you but I would rather them be amused by it, that it's something funny to them, like kids ripping off the arms of a bug to see how it struggles. they're detached, clinical, observing. everytime they hurt you, hit you, beat you, they laugh when you struggle. "wow, you really didn't like that one," they say, smiling. they do it again and again and again.