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it's kinda funny watching people be surprised when people are like "I would happily be kidnapped by this cute girl and sleep in a dog bed and not have to worry about paying bills and just get treats and pets all the time"

wait until they learn about the hdg lmao

idk I can't imagine NOT craving the simplicity and sense of belonging that you could get from being a carefree pet.

honestly it's kinda funny to imagine how like in most stories the classic sexy hedonistic fantasies are all about having a bunch of naked hot people and wine or whatever. and like sure I'd Sometimes go for that but also given the choice between one or the other?

Get me a dog crate with some stuffies and soft blankets and a comfy collar and let me not be a person, let me not have to worry about politics and budgeting and scheduling and let me just be pretty and owned and that's all I have to be

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i love it when subs keep begging for you to slow down but when you do, they give you that loud and slurred whine before their hips move while they try to fuck themselves back on you— like, yes darling, give me a reason to scoff and pin you down so i can keep fucking you hard and deep, whispering a “then shut up and take what i give you” in your ear <3

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i want sex to make me dysphoric. i want it to be centered around the fact that i’m female. i need you to force me to acknowledge the fact that i’m taking your cock in my pussy. correct me whenever i call my clit a t-dick, my tits my chest, or my pussy my hole. finger me and tell me why it feels good— how you’re angling towards my cervix, or hitting my g-spot.

make sex a way to remind me of what i really am. edge me, violate me, break me down to the point where i can barely form a coherent thought, and then force me to admit i’m a girl. make me repeat that i’m female while you fuck me to an orgasm. cum inside my pussy and listen to me thank you over and over and over for correcting my delusions.

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Reblog if u Wana be made dysphoric xxx.

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Stop pretending to be a person, pet.

You may have them fooled, out there, convinced that you're a person, who can be left alone, but not me.

You're not even wearing it and I can see the collar you wish was around your neck.

Slip it on, go on.

Be a good pet, put on the collar. That's right. Isn't that better?

All those silly thoughts are gone now.

Lay down, I've got you. Let me pet your pretty little head.

Good pet. I'm proud of you. It's hard, pretending to be a person for so long. It must've been so scary, being away from your owner for so long. It's gonna be alright. We're here now.

Rest now, pretty pet.

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Everyone say "thank you sadists"

Now everyone say "I love you sadists"

Now everyone say "please hit me sadists"

Now everyone say "please enjoy my pain sadists"

Now everyone say "my suffering is how I worship you sadists"

Now everyone say "I would wreck my body at your whim if it would please you sadists"

Now everyone say "I am a perfect little masochist and I deserve to suffer"

Good masochists~

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is there love out there for the nerdy autistic intox subs. who get Silly off one too many hits

they gotta get fucked up to get out of their head and stop worrying about whether they’re acting Like A Person. stop masking so meticulously when drunk. really happy to have an excuse to be acting “Weird” and letting go of embarrassment to just be flushed and grinning and goofy

trail off in the middle of infodumping and you are never hearing how that explanation ends cuz their hazy brain has fully lost the plot. but will get stuck on one nonsense topic forever.

WILL have hot crossfaded sex with you sure absolutely but then will you please watch cartoons with them and get them some samefood snacks after??

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I was imagining what it would be like to be strapped to a chair in a strange room.

Someone has put a vr headset over my eyes and headphones over my ears. The images flashing before my eyes are a mixture of spirals and women being used by multiple men. They all look happy. The sounds playing are a cacophony of moans interspersed with mantras like 'good bunnys like to be used', 'you live to serve your master', you're just a set of holes'.

The whole time I'm strapped there I have a vibrator against my clit. It's not high enough to make me cum and I can't move to increase the friction, I just have to sit there as my need grows and I drip so much there's a puddle forming beneath me. I start to moan along with the women in my ears. I recite the mantras being played on a loop. I never want to leave. It feels so good here. I want to be one of the women. I want to feel the cocks using each of my holes.

After what feels like an eternity and no time at all, the headset, headphones and vibrator are taken away harshly. I blink and whine trying to adjust to my new environment. My eyes focus and I see a room filled with men. I'm too fuzzy to count how many. I whine again and struggle in my seat. I want them to touch me. A few of them laugh. One man, the one who's smiling the most, comes over to me and roughly shoves two thick fingers in my leaky hole. I shriek as the pleasure takes over me. He feels so good inside me. I want to be filled forever.

He removes his fingers and I sob at the loss. 'She's ready for us.' he says. The men all start undressing and I begin to drool. I know what's coming. My wish is being fulfilled. I'm going to service all of these men. It's what I'm made for.

Good bunnys like to be used.

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I want to degrade you. No, not by calling you a whore, or a pretty idiot (as true as those might be). I want to dig into your mind and find what truly embarrasses you.

It’s easy to call you a slut, but we both already know that you are one, and that you enjoy being one. If I’m degrading you, I’m not calling you something that makes you feel happy and bubbly. The point is for it to sting, to make you feel small.

We’ll have long, detailed conversations about your fears, insecurities, and traumas. I’ll dig into your brain, bombarding you with questions until I find what I’m looking for. That is what I’ll use to degrade you.

You’ll thank me for it eventually. Besides, how can you say I’m being mean when I’m giving you such focused, specialized attention?

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thinking about being spread open, a device shoved in me that stretches my pussy wide just past the point of pain, ankles restrained and shoved apart so you can see right into me. so you can see how wet i am, arousal pooling deep in my pussy and leaking out as you watch. so you can see what you can shove into me while i cry and tell you it’s too much (but i’m still conscious, aren���t i?), so you can watch what happens when you tease me, can see the way my pussy tried to tighten around air, or your fingers, or your cock, or the random objects you force into me, one on top of the other

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maybe a little bit horny

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I want to force a girl to perform my fetishes. Ones she doesn't have. Just show me how eager you are to obey me, to do things purely for me. I want to see just how far that goes.

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getting her really high, making her go hit after hit and watching her slowly struggle to even move, putting her between my legs trailing my fingers all over her and watching her get dizzy and loopy, just to put my hand over her mouth and shoving my fingers inside her, dumb dog too fuzzy to even think and resist getting used by her owner. "pretty little rapemeat can take it can't you? it's so deep puppy you're so soaked and needy for mommy doll."

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"wow, you're such a dirty girl, you actually like this shit?" as he scrolls through my tumblr likes with one hand and rubbing circles on my swollen clit with the other.

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God, I need someone to worship my cock.

I need to slap your face with it, lay it on your forehead, make you breathe me in. I need to grind into your skull, not granting you the satisfaction of having my perfect cock in your mouth, but grinding on you the way you grind on a pillow.

I need to see the pathetic look in your eyes when you see it. I need to see the lust, the desire, the slight shock and disbelief that yes, it really is as thick as your wrist.

I need to twine my fingers in your hair, close my eyes, and luxuriate while you worship every inch, kissing, licking, and sucking like I'm the last thing you'll ever taste.

I need to feel your desperation. I need to feel you adore me. I need to feel you debase yourself willingly for me, feel your hands on my cock, hear your moans as you bring me closer and closer to cumming.

Because you'd do it, wouldn't you? You "want" to be needed like you "want" to breathe air. I need you. I need your devotion, your worship, your hands and your tongue and your lips on me, and I need you to swallow every last drop from me - a gift from your god.