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Santa's New Spanking Toy

It has been a busy year for Santa. Lots of good girls and naughty girls in his list. Lots of presents to give. But one thing stood out the most. It was you. Your recommendation of a gift was a brand new paddle. And one might think why would anyone want a wooden paddle for Christmas? Yes! You're right. To spank one's ass. You have a little bit of a spanking fetish, don't you? Well then, why don't you be ready during the small hours of Christmas Day and Santa daddy will deliver the present by himself?

Santa was really surprised to see you were such a good girl for him. You were all ready and prepared by kneeling down on the floor of your living room, on your hands and knees, your pajamas slipped down to your thighs. Your exposed ass cheeks looked succulent and delicious. Santa is a bit of a perv. He would get down between your legs and eat your ass. But he's not here for that tonight.

He gets the wooden paddle out. You're waiting for him to deliver his present and test it on you. He smacks the paddle on your ass. One cheek then another. You yelp but not too loud. Don't wanna wake everyone in the house. It is Christmas Day. He spanks some more and keeps spanking. Your ass cheeks are bright red now and the pain feels like bliss. You love feeling like this. Santa isn't finished with you yet. He smacks your bottom using his bare hands. He has to warm himself up before going to the next house, right? You lay there in that position and smile, listening to Santa being Santa. You say your thankyou to him.

“Thank you, Santa daddy and Merry Christmas”.

Merry Christmas everyone.

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I have a fantasy about being high on a mix of drugs, believing I'd be home alone for a longer period of time. That is until my older brother comes home to find me completely out of it. He's stricter than my parents and is absolutely furious about my drug usage. However, he decides against snitching on me to our parents, opting to teach me a lesson himself instead.

Snorting lines off me. Licking coke out of my pussy. Treating me like his personal fucktoy right afterwards while I'm still tripping on psychedelics

That's such a hot fantasy you have going in your mind. I love it. And yes, I agree with your brother deciding against snitching to your parents. Even though, you never know, your father might be a sick bastard, and he might take it upon himself to teach your fucking ass a lesson. He might rent you out to his associates, colleagues and friends, and those friends could have a go at the drugged up fucktoy that you have been. I bet it makes you fucking wet thinking about friends of your dad screwing you, inviting you to rich parties and have you kneel naked in a corner wearing nothing but a collar and a leash. You'd totally be a drug utensil for them to sniff lines of coke off of. At other times you can be laid down on your back and different kinds of pills and drugs can be placed on you. Like a drug tray. That would be a good use for you. You'll be the most fucked up and the most drugged up fucking cunt when they have a go at you. Then they'll send you home and in your room your brother would be waiting for you. It's late at night, you've been fucked by a lot of older men and your brother knows all about it. He has violence in his mind. You aren't even sober as you look at him but he knows what he must do. He must teach his filthy fuck of a sister a lesson she would never forget.

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ive started feeling compelled to come here every day after work and it’s scaring me. i work from home so fighting the temptation is even harder, its like i can’t wait to clock out so i can scroll and i want to stop

It's good that your brain is being wired this way. What I would say to you is you give your 100 percent at your work and then when the work is over, you come here and be a dirty little horny slut.

Keep scrolling, keep being horny and mindless.

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Mood: given a pill right away in the morning- one I don’t know what it is- to set the tone for the day.

Keep me high and drugged and unable to control any situation.

Fuck any of my holes you want to. Let me gag all over your dick. Cover me in and fill me with your cum all day long.

Let me be make me your high little toy for the day.

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If he doesn’t get hard when he hits you in the face, he’s not the one.

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A 500 word rape post (500 followers)

TW: rape

You like a bit of hiking. A bit of strolling in the woods. Hoping a strong violent man will grab you, kidnap you and rape you in the woods. You are just that kind of fucked up person. Lots of messed up kinks and fantasies are in your head. But the top fantasy is that of you being hunted in the woods.

And here you are, taking a walk in the woods after posting a message anonymously on the cnc group that you'll be in the woods ready to be hunted down.

He sees you alright. He is hiding behind a tree, away from your searching eyes. You are walking randomly here and there, sometimes straight and other times criss crossing. You have a tight t-shirt on and denim shorts. It is dusk and the night is settling in.

He is muscular yet agile. Quick to move and run. The leaves rustle. You whip your head in that direction. He is running towards you, his eyes dead set on you. You panic, try to run, trip over yourself but manage to get moving. This closes the distance significantly but you are running towards the thick trees.

Suddenly the night feels like it has already come. The bushes in this area are super thick. Some branches scrape your legs, causing you to bleed slightly. But you don't stop. You keep running, panting and sweating. You're losing your breath. This is what you wanted. To be chased and have your heart pound in your chest.

Your shirt gets stuck on a tree branch and it gets ripped apart. Your breasts are exposed to the woods. All you have on are your denim shorts and your shoes.

He jumps and pounces on you with a loud growl. You are thwacked by his arm and it sends you flying on the ground on your face. Your chest scrapes the dirty ground littered with leaves and soil. You shriek and try to get up but you find no energy inside you. Your back hurt where he hit you. The next moment he was laying on top of you in a very aggressive manner. He yanks your denim shorts down without a care. With another growl, he pushes his cock inside you. You feel it filling your cunt which is wet because why not? You are a fucking rape whore.

He crushes you with his weight, laying on top of your back, his cock thrusting in and out of you in a rhythm. You weep because he is hurting you. He hurt you by throwing you down and now this. Him raping your wet hole and you absolutely having no say in this. You don't know who the man is. Someone from the group.

He rapes you until he comes inside you. He is satisfied. It is dark. He gets up and disappears in the darkness.

A moment later an anonymous message appears on the group chat.

“Same time tomorrow. I'll bring two of my friends”.

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Psychological abuse is soo romantic.

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Love your abuse toy

(TW: abuse kink, degradation, humiliation, rape, gunplay)

-Love is not only something you feel, it is something you do.

-The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give enough of is love

How to love your abuse toy you might wonder.

She is in love with you. She loves the word abuse. Moreover, she loves being abused. For her, the reality of love and abuse has blurred so much that whatever you feed her, her mind will accept.

All of that is because you have taken your time in gaslighting her with her consent to the point where she would write you a gratitude letter after you spend hours raping, beating and abusing her.

Her cunt hole is available to you three weeks a month. Rape her every day. Take advantage of her availability and vulnerability. When she is not available, rape her ass and mouth or lock her in the basement and have sex with other women. Your abuse toy is there for your own entertainment. She consented to this.

Beat her up. Give her pain. Hit her. Smack her. Slap her. Punch her. Give her tits some smacks. Hit her ass. Punch her face. Then tell her to smile. Rewire her brain to love abuse. Tell her abuse is love. Love is abuse.

Make her eat your ass twice a day. Really, suffocate her face in your ass. And tell her to lap your asshole like a bitch. Trust me, the feeling is great.

Fuck her throat, cum in it and then piss on her face.

Call her disgusting, pathetic, worthless, useless and repulsive.

Tell her she is easily replaceable. Tell her to do better. To please you better. Otherwise there are other toys in line waiting for attention.

Bring a gun to your home and threaten her with it. Show her that she is below everyone in the world and her place is to be abused.

Make her sleep on the floor after giving her a warm comfortable cuddle, telling her that everything is OK. Abusing her is part of loving her.

Then repeat the same tomorrow.

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Just one more edge.

It'll help you sleep better.

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life’s short, fuck your daughter <333!!! (please god let my dad read this)

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I fantasize about being kidnapped and forced to call my captor daddy, he forces me to be his daughter buying me pink clothes, tiny skirts and little panties to wear while I’m in his basement, I get so obsessed I develop Stockholm syndrome and truly believe I’m his daughter, letting him fuck me and cum inside as I hold onto my teddy bears. Sometimes I wonder where I would be without my loving daddy 🩷

Lovely little fantasy you have there. It has all of my favourite words in there. Daughter, kidnapping, pink, tiny, skirts, panties, Stockholm syndrome cum, teddy bears, daddy.

Awww aren't you such a sweet little thing? I love this.

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