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This would actually heal something in me, I think ❤️💕
Claiming them by kissing all over their face while wearing my favourite red lipstick.
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Yeah, I know Shakespeare! He wrote, "To breed or not to breed" or something like that.
#wlw#puppygirl#wlw smut#lesbian#lgbtq#petpl4y#dumb puppy#sapphic smut#bd/sm puppy#lgbt#sapphic breeding#sapphic ns/fw#sapphic nsft#sapphic textpost#wlw textpost#wlw breeding#wlw bd/sm#wlw ns/fw#wlw nsft#breeding k1nk#bd/sm breeding
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polaroid picture of us fucking in front of mirror? when?
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very much in the mood to just let her do absolutely anything she wants to me. want me on my back with my legs spread wide? on my hands and knees with my face shoved in the mattress? tied to a chair with a vibe pressed to my clit? tits pressed against the window so everyone can see as you fuck me from behind?
i’m so desperate for her touch, id do any filthy thing she asks of me.
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Actually me guys
My breeding kink is in overdrive.
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puppy girls with soft, floppy ears and thick leather collars, complete with a cute tail plug that wags with every little movement :(((
puppy girls that are so eager to please, who are over the moon when you suggest 69-ing to them. they're more than happy to treat you righy while you indulge them at the same time, enjoying the feeling of their excited tongue, their hips pushing back against your mouth.
kitty girls with fluffy, pointed ears, a collar with a bell attached, and a matching fluffy plug :(((
kitty girls who like to get fucked in missionary just so they can dig their nails into your back, whining at you to go harder while they arch for you. happy to lean up and bite your shoulder or neck; anywhere they can sink their teeth into and urge some of your own desperate sounds to come out and play.
bunny girls with cute white ears and a matching puffball tail and a delicate silk ribbon around their neck :(((
bunny girls who like to ride you, a perfect homage to their costume, while all sorts of pretty melodies spill from their lips until they're twitching and spent (and even beyond that)
- wlw 18+ : minors/men dni -
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About Ovulation and Breeding Kink
It's cruel, really.
This body, mine—so strong, so commanding, so utterly bent to my will-betrays me for a few days each month.
My control slips, replaced by this primal ache, this animal need to bury my fingers in soft flesh and pull cries from a throat that knows only how to obey.
I ovulate, and the world becomes a torture chamber. Every scent, every thought, every image is her-imaginary, of course, because she's not here. No submissive, no pliant little thing to ruin until she's nothing but a puddle of yes, Mommy and please, Mommy and don't stop, Mommy.
I press my thighs together, useless. My hands are empty when they should be gripping her hips, guiding her onto me, showing her how perfectly she fits against the heat of my skin. My teeth ache to mark her, my nails to carve a map into her—territory, mine, claimed forever.
But there's no one to pin down, no one to fuck until she can't remember her name, no one to whimper "thank you" when I let her come.
It's pathetic, really. A Domme with no one to dominate, writhing in her own unsated desire. Ovulation is a sick joke. Nature, taunting me for not having a leash to tug, a toy to break, a good girl to destroy until she forgets how to breathe without permission.
It’s so maddening, this ache.
My body really betrays me, ovulation clawing at my control, filling my head with feral, obscene need. The kind of need that turns my mind into a constant reel of her—my submissive, my perfect little bunny—on her knees, begging me to take her, to ruin her.
I can almost see it, the way she’d look up at me with wide, needy eyes, knowing exactly what I’d do to her. Knowing she doesn’t get a choice. She’s mine. Her body, her mind, her pleasure—every part of her belongs to me. And I’d take it. Oh, I’d take it all.
I’d start slow, teasing her, watching her squirm, her thighs slick and trembling as she tries to hold still for me. I’d pin her wrists above her head, my [strap] cock grinding against her soaking cunt, not giving her what she wants just yet. She’d whimper, her lips parting to beg, and I’d shush her with a smirk, whispering how she’ll take every inch of me when I’m ready.
And when I finally slide into her, stretching her open, her moan would be a symphony, echoing through the room. I’d fuck her deep, my hips meeting hers with every thrust, filling her over and over until she’s a mess beneath me, tears streaking her pretty face as she sobs for more. My hands would grip her hips, pulling her closer, harder, until her body molds to me, made for me, made to take everything I give her.
I’d fill her pretty little cunt with my cum—so much of it she’d swear it’s real. Thick, hot, spilling out of her as I keep thrusting, pushing it deeper, watching her writhe as she feels it drip down her thighs.
I’d watch her walk naked through the house, her face burning with the humiliation of knowing she’s still leaking me, that no matter where she goes, she’s mine, marked and claimed. To let my cum run down her legs, painting her in evidence of who owns her. I’d follow her, watching the way her thighs quiver, the way her cunt clenches and leaks, desperate for me to fill her again.
In the kitchen, I’d bend her over the counter, her breasts pressing against the cold surface as I take her from behind. My cock driving into her soaked cunt, her moans turning to screams as I grip her hair and pull her back onto me, harder, deeper. She’d cry out my name, her voice breaking as she begs for more, her body shaking with the force of my thrusts.
And then, when she’s nothing but a trembling, fucked-out mess, I’d make her kneel. Her lips would part, her tongue flicking out to taste me as I guide my cock into her mouth. I’d thrust slowly at first, savoring the way her lips stretch around me, her throat swallowing me down. But I wouldn’t stay gentle. Not when she’s so eager, so desperate to please. I’d fuck her mouth until she’s choking, tears streaming down her cheeks, her eyes glazed with submission as she takes it all.
When I’m done, I’d throw her back onto the bed, her body pliant, her mind wrecked. But I wouldn’t stop. I’d push my cock inside her again, deep and unrelenting, filling her until her cries are incoherent, until she’s shaking and pleading and losing herself completely to me. I’d tell her I’m breeding her, that every time I fuck her, I’m filling her up so deeply she’ll swear she feels it in her womb.
She’d cling to me, her nails scratching at my back, her voice breaking as she screams, “Please, Mommy, don’t stop! I need it, I need you!” And I’d give it to her, over and over, filling her again and again until her stomach feels heavy with me, until she’s convinced her body is mine to claim, to use, to own.
I’d take her to the brink of insanity, fucking her until all she knows is me. My cock, my cum, my voice commanding her. She’d beg to be filled again, tears streaming down her face as she sobs that she feels empty without me inside her. That she’s useless without my cock, without my cum dripping from her.
And I’d keep going. Because she’s mine. Her body, her mind, her soul—all of it belongs to me. And I’d make sure she never forgets it.
But instead, I’m here. Alone. Writhing in my own desperation, the fantasies burning so brightly they almost feel real. I am feral and furious, and wonder how long it will take until the craving fades. Until I can look at my bed and not feel the phantom weight of her body bent to my will.
Ovulation is a cruel joke—a reminder that I don’t have her here beneath me, crying for me, begging for me. A reminder of the leash I don’t get to tug. The perfect submissive I don’t get to fuck senseless until she’s mine in every way.
And I’m left to ache, my body burning with a need that only she could satisfy. My hands are empty. My bed is cold. And my fantasies are all I have.
I could cry. But that‘s not my role.
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“PUT A NUMBER IN MY ASK ;)”
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Saw a k!nk account I followed got deactivated. crying bro :(
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Pst pst pst here kitty girls pst pst pst 🫴 I promise I won't bite that hard 💕🐾🐕
#wlw#puppygirl#lesbian#lgbtq#petpl4y#wlw smut#dumb puppy#bd/sm puppy#lgbt#sapphic smut#kitty girl#kittygirl#kitten#puppy girl#puppy#sapphic ns/fw#sapphic nsft#sapphic textpost#wlw nsft#wlw ns/fw#wlw textpost
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Just remembered that I will never be able to finish inside a girl. Day ruined ☹️ What do you mean no pregnancy scares??? What do you mean no seeing my cum leak out of her stretched hole??? I'm legit gonna cry 💔
#wlw#lesbian#lgbtq#wlw smut#puppygirl#petpl4y#dumb puppy#bd/sm puppy#lgbt#sapphic smut#wlw breeding#sapphic breeding#sapphic ns/fw#sapphic nsft#sapphic textpost#wlw nsft#wlw ns/fw#wlw textpost
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I'm ovulating and gods I can't focus on anything. All I can think about is getting bred over and over and over again until there's no space in my womb. Imagining a cute little virgin girl who's never experienced pussy fucking me and losing her mind, begging me to let her spill inside me, crying out with each thrust of her hips. My tight cunt is just too much for her but she doesn't dare cum before I tell her she's allowed. I gently touch her cheeks and kiss her softly as she goes feral on top of me. I whisper in her ear to let go, to breed me, to impregnate me and she lets loose completely. The poor girl can't stop cumming. I whisper in her ear that it's all okay and that she's my good girl but I doubt that she can even comprehend what I'm saying. I tighten myself up for her and she lets out a loud moan as she cums again. There's no way that I'm not pregnant now with the amount that she filled me with but she doesn't look like she'll be stopping anytime soon so I lay back and enjoy the ride as we both keep having orgasm after orgasm.
Anyways. Men DNI and DMs are open ladies
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It’s important that a puppy knows her place. That place would be at my feet, with a collar round her neck which is attached to a lead in my hand. To help her with this reminder, it’s important to have it written on her body. “Puppy in training” across her tits, amongst other lewd phrases in other places. I will then present my shoe for her to hump. After all, she’s more docile when she’s dumb, and drunk on pleasure.
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