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Based off this - could be M/F or two+ males. She could be a puppy, kitten, wolf, fox, cow - or if something else, let me know and I can tell you if it works. :)

Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis

At first, she contributed to the rent, but she was terrible at managing her money. She kept forgetting or not having enough because she spent it elsewhere. He/They was/were annoyed, at first, but a bright idea sparked. She wasn’t asked, no, instead, slowly, he/they guided her into it. It started out with brushing against her, patting her ass then grabbing it, a few slaps to her behind here and there. The more she didn’t protest or object, the bolder he/they became. He/They weren’t shy about grabbing a handful of her tits, even leading her around by grasping a breast or her nipple and tugging her. Before she knew it, he/they were fucking her, not that she minded. The sex was mindnumbing. The more forceful and demanding he/they were, the harder she climaxed. Eventually, she was nothing more than his/their dumb little pet with a list of rules. She didn’t get up on the furniture without permission. She wore what was selected for her, if anything. She didn’t leave the home without permission and she always wore her collar unless she was being bathed by him/them. After all, pets can’t bathe themselves. Currently, the little pet was in trouble. She hadn’t been by the door when he/they came home, instead, having fallen asleep on the ottoman despite knowing she shouldn’t be on there. Whimpering softly, eyes were drawn down as he placed the blindfold on her, tying it securely. A tail plug filled her tight ass, with the collar securely around her neck, but otherwise naked. Remaining on all fours at his/their feet, the female nervously awaited her punishment, whimpering her apology softly as she wasn’t sure she should speak... not without permission from her Daddy(ies)/Sirs.

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Muses: Kiyana, Melody, Alexis - but also works for muses on my main blog - Kaya, Mia, Ella N, Thea

It wasn’t hard for him to manipulate her into believing he’d ‘adopted’ her. Calling him Daddy came so naturally from those soft, sweet lips, trusting and believing the man. He took good care of her, helped her pick out outfits when she wasn’t sure what to wear, and she did as he’d told her, following his rules. Wearing only the her little pink panties, she hurried out to the living room. “Dadddyyyy...” the word half whined as she bounced in front of him, wide eyes lifting up to look at him. At home, it varied what she could wear, but typically wasn’t all that much. Holding her favorite stuffie, lips pressed together, “Are you comin’? You’re supposed to help me,” she reminded. After all, she was much too little to wash herself, needing him to make sure it was done right. “Are we takin’ a bath or shower?” she asked, tugging at his arm as if her smaller form could possibly move him. When that proved fruitless, the smaller female climbed into his lap to pull his attention away from whatever he was working on, nudging her way into his arms. “Pay attention to me, Daddy,” she grinned, giggling softly, blushing. She’d been feeling all tingly, but was far too shy to tell him.

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Based off this  - open to an AU where maybe there are nannies who care for the children, like she gives birth but he doesn’t allow her to raise them. She gets to keep them for the first several months to breastfeed, though. Also open to milking (or even a hucow thing if you like). Muses: Melody, Alexis, Kiyana 

She’d already given him one baby, a boy, and she’d been elated certain he’d want a son first. The child was just barely a year old, and he wanted more, not that she minded. She loved being pregnant, loved how he couldn’t keep his hands off her even moreso than usual. Already, she’d had six orgasms, and her mind was fading. Wrists were bound over head to keep her from pushing away. Her legs were tied, too. They were bent up towards her chest, splayed open so she was fully helpless to him. This was her second day of ovulation, the second of three days with the highest chance of getting pregnant. Daddy had fucked her senseless the day before, filled her so full and made her cum so many times that she’d blacked out at one point, stirring to him buried inside her again. It was so arousing to be completely under his control. Lying there now, she was already sweaty, her cunt still dripping thanks to the added hormones. “Fill me, Daddy,” she begged, “Please... please, stuff me, Daddy, please... make me pass out like yesterday. Breed your little girl, please, Daddy,” she whined, trying to squirm, trying to push her hips up so she could somehow get him inside her. “I need you,” she whimpered.

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Inspired by this (and that’s her outfit, too) Muses: Melody, Alexis, Kiyana

Classes had just ended as she hurried out to look for her Daddy’s car. At first, the girl didn’t spot him so she was simply chatting with a couple classmates - all boys, all enjoying her cute pink skirts and too tight top that had her breasts almost spilling out of it. They hardly even looked at her face, too busy talking to her chest. Saying goodbye, she hugged each one, the males taking advantage to press her chest to theirs with one bold enough to grab her ass. Blushing, she giggled, but didn’t know what to say, unaware Daddy witnessed it all. After a few moments, his car pulled forward and she skipped over, climbing into the back with him. “Daddy, I missed you,” she leaned over, kissing his cheek. Before she knew what was happening, he had her wrist in hand, tugging her straight over his lap. The pink skirt flipped up, revealing her bare ass, legs kicking slightly as the girl whined, “I didn’t do anything wrong!” she insisted before a hard smack landed. She enjoyed spankings, in general, but didn’t like getting them because she was bad - even if it did still arouse her. “Are you mad, Daddy?” she asked, unsure if this was a treat or a punishment.

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Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis Gaslighting, DDLG, pet play

Time and time again, he’d correct her, question her, make her doubt herself. At first, the female would argue some, but he was so convincing that she’d settle into the doubt unaware of what he was doing to her, that it was intentional. The two were talking a little, her recounting their last date night. She was sure she’d worn her red dress, but Daddy said she was wrong, such a silly thing to get a simple thing like the color of the dress wrong. She wore the blue. Now, kneeling at his feet, naked aside her tail plug and collar, brows furrowed, the girl was confused, huffing softly, but she didn’t argue. Eyes drew up to him again, “B-Blue dress? Uh... right, how could I forget that?” she blushed, relaxing when he gave her that smile which reminded her she was a silly little thing. “I, I liked how Daddy couldn’t wait and pushed me to the side of the building to tease me. It made me all tingly and wet,” there was a pause, as if she didn’t trust her memory, “You - you pushed my dress up to touch me... right? Um, I think so. I was so worried someone would see, but it made me so wet,” she confessed. It was humiliating to admit such things, but it also turned her on to do it. “Is that when Daddy put the toy in me? I... I don’t ‘member,” she was unsure of herself now, not wanting to get it wrong as she squirmed. Already, the memory of a few nights ago was making the girl horny, finding she was subtly pressing against his leg, almost grinding into him like his needy little toy. “Tell me what else happened, Daddy? I - I always get stuff wrong,” wide eyes drew up to him.

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Based loosely off this and this - this could be the two of them or his friends are there or whatever, really

Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis

It had taken some time, but not as long as one might think to reduce her to his dumb little pet. After a few months of gaslighting, the female was dependent on him, needy for him, and always obedient. At home, usually, she wasn’t permitted clothes, only her tail plug, collar, and the mitts that covered her hands to keep her from touching herself. Anything she wore, though, was selected by him. After all, she was too dumb to pick her outfits out all by herself, too silly to go anywhere alone. She needed supervision, needed his help for everything. The past few days, he’d edged her, not letting her cum, and it left her desperate and horny. Whimpering at his feet, she pawed at his leg for attention, but when that didn’t work, she couldn’t help herself. The girl began humping and grinding against his leg, trying so desperately to get the friction she needed to climax. “Daddy...” she whined softly, trying to get his focus to be on her, for him to touch her, or, better yet, fuck her and let her climax. She didn’t know why he hadn’t let her lately, but trusted that he knew best. “Daddy... please,” she breathed out, trying not to talk too much because she didn’t want to annoy him.

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Based off this - open to pet play or making her their bimbo doll or something else, if you want. Left it open if it’s just one guy or multiple, either is good with me. Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis 

The pretty female was assigned to their camp. That was all she really knew or understood, not being the brightest of the bunch. The men in charge didn’t really care. She was attractive with big tits. What was explained to her was that she was property of the government now, that she was to be good and obedient, obeying the men in the camp. The female was given clothes to wear, a short dress that was low cut and a size too small. The fabric was cheap, something easy for the guys to rip off. She wasn’t permitted panties nor a bra, the only other attire was a collar and leash. The man leading her there didn’t bother with the leash, though, grabbing a handful of her breast and tugging her along. Her hands were bound in front of her, moving as quickly as her legs and the tight dress allowed. The man dropping her off didn’t talk to her at all except to tell her she better be a good girl. He left a bag there, the girl unaware it was filled with a variety of toys, punishment implements, and more, allowing them to decide what they wanted to use on her. Tossed down on a soft surface, she barely had time to think before hands were on her, tearing off the little dress. The girl giggled a little, wriggling slightly, though it faded to a gasp as a hand grasped her breast. Unsure what to say, if anything, she stayed quiet for now.

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Plot: Small town that’s almost all men with their own laws/rules, needing to draw in females for, y’know, obvious reasons - could be just for fun as pets, toys, dolls or breeding or both. I left it open to where your muse (or muses) might take her - could be somewhere public or private, tying her down to a bench or table or whatever, really - open to ideas. :) Muses: Any - the smarter ones (Lux & Xenia) would have checked into the place and found it legitimate as far as they could tell - the other three would’ve just perused the website and called

It was a cute little town that she’d never even heard of before, but she received an email about this beautiful vacation package at a really good price. Everything seemed very legitimate, from the email itself to the travel agency involved. There was a phone number to contact, but she’d even been extra smart, looking up the agency online just to check the website. There was one, and everything on it looked good. Booking the trip, she thought it’d be a nice little getaway, a change of scenery. It was a small town, too, figuring she could simply relax, maybe sit by a pool, check out the beach which wasn’t too far. Arriving there, the small hotel was very nice, nicer than she’d even expected, nearly mirroring a four or five star in a big city yet somehow also managing to feel cozy and welcoming, too. It was smaller than a city hotel, but everyone was quite kind. It didn’t really dawn on her much that she only saw guys up front - from the guy helping with her bags to the front desk person. Mainly, though, she saw no more than a three or four workers so it wasn’t odd to her in the least. She’d planned an 8 day stay, the locals knowing they didn’t have very much time. They had to grab her quickly, make sure they had her well under control before those 8 days were over... and then find a good excuse to keep her around. The female had unpacked, getting comfortable in her room. She was just changing into a cute bikini that left little to the imagination, putting a nearly sheer wrap around her hips when someone came up behind her, a rag on her face. Struggle as she might, it was useless. Within seconds, everything faded to black... unsure how much time passed, she slowly started to stir, feeling a little confused and dazed, shaking her head softly.

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Open to: males - could be one or two or three, up for whatever. I’d be ok with M/F or M/M/F too. Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis  {Lux or Xenia would only work if there was some sort of mind control or mental changes to make them more compliant otherwise they wouldn’t be this soft}

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She hadn’t been a good heifer which is how she wound up here, locked in the stocks. Her ankles were cuffed wide apart, attached to the rings in the floor, leaving her mostly immobile. As usual, she was completely naked, a collar around her neck, hands covered and wrapped like hooves with her feet matching it, and calves covered and wrapped to protect them from scratches on the ground. The milking machine was hooked up, pumping her heavy udders, spiking her arousal more and more. All the cows thoroughly enjoyed this - partly made that way and partly due to an ingredient in their food that increased that pleasure. It made all of them incredibly horny and needy, including her, thus making her more compliant. She’d rejected the bull they brought her to earlier for breeding, though it was more because the female was in a mood, perhaps simply looking for attention from him/them, not really feeling like doing as she was told. Moreover, she’d dared to speak her protest which was not at all permitted. Only the humans of the farm were allowed to speak, she knew better. She had the attention she’d desired now, only able to rock slightly back and forth as the machine built up intensity until she whimpered and moaned, her pussy dripping. A gag was pushed into her mouth to keep her even considering attempting to speak again. Eyes slowly lifted as she heard the male(s) approach, whining and whimpering  against the gag, hoping he/they would decide to fuck her, give her some relief. Hell, at this point, she almost didn’t care if they even brought the bull in to mount her, breed her, she just needed it so desperately, looking at them with pleading eyes and another set of whines.

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Plot: Probs obvious but this could have been consensual like she signed up for it or someone kidnapped her or an AU world where this is just a norm and they purchased her. Open to M/F or M/M/F Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis - but if you want Lux/Xenia, I suppose they could work... just would have taken MUCH longer to make them like this

The female wasn’t sure when she’d arrived at the farm nor how long she’d been there. By this point, though, she was convinced of her place - that she was nothing more than cute, pretty little cow craving attention, craving to be bred. After all, that was her purpose - to produce healthy, perfect calves and lots of milk for the men and the bulls. She hadn’t seen them, yet - bulls, but she knew they existed. The cows could still understand language, understand the farmer and farm hands, but were absolutely not permitted to talk. She’d learned that lesson in her first weeks, in fact, she’d been rather stubborn about it, earning many punishments before getting to be one of their prized heifers. Now, she was an example to the others and one they’d take to shows or, even, as demonstration in expos. Now, though, she was distracted and fussy, her udders heavy, needing to be milked. The silly thing couldn’t find her way to the milker - not that it would matter. She couldn’t set herself up in it - one of the men would have to help her, and usually liked to fuck her through it since it made her so wet and needy. Seeing two of them talking and working on something, the female crawled over, naked as all the cows were, aside from their collars, mooing and whining. When she got no response, she mounted one’s leg and started humping and grinding, her hands - or hooves - pawing at his pants, whimpering pitifully, pathetically.

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Based a little off this and a little off this [18+ ONLY] Notes: Sorry it’s a little godmoded but it’s mostly to base it off those two links. If you like it yet wanna change something - that’s totally fine [also left open where he slaps so it could be face, ass, pussy, etc]  Panties reference  and  lingerie reference Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis

Daddy pushed her down on the bed, tying her wrists as he didn’t trust his little slut not to touch herself when she got all worked up. Already, she was clad in frilly, little girl panties with a pink frilly teddy. He’d had her hair in low pigtails with long, loose curls, wide eyes lifting up to him as he slipped a finger between her lips. She hummed appreciatively, though she wanted Daddy’s thumb. It just wasn’t the same. He knew it - and she did, too. But already, she was getting worked up, panties growing wetter as his body hovered over her, grinding against her with him fully clothed. The girl whined, trying to press up, earning her a smack. He spoke in hushed tones, telling her what a slut she was, how naughty she was, but it only made her wetter. He pulled a knife out, her heart beating faster, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her, but it was still a thrill. It sliced right through the pretty nightie’s straps, Daddy tugging it roughly down with the free hand, ripping the thin material. It left her in the cute panties. The outfit was meant to make her feel small, helpless, and all day he’d done exactly that - telling her she was too Little to do one thing or another, calling her silly, etc. It was effective, leaving her questioning herself at every turn, unsure, wanting Daddy for even the smallest task. The knife’s dull side grazed her thigh, across her covered pussy, “Daddyyyy” she murmured around his index finger, whining in that small, soft voice. It earned her another smack, though he switched and allowed her his thumb, pulling a hum from the female as the knife turned and cut her free of the panties. She had no idea what he had planned for her, but she didn’t even think to ask. They both already knew that she was desperate to have him buried inside her.

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Partly based on this and also on this   [18+ ONLY]

Muses: Melody or Kiyana

The party continued on just downstairs. She’d made her way up here for a little break, a bit of quiet, leaning against the dresser. The mirror was in front of her, eyes lifting to check her appearance. He’d picked the dress, something that always boosted her confidence, knowing he thought she looked sexy, beautiful, irresistible. There were no panties under the garment as it hugged her form, buttoning in the front at the top. Her chest was barely contained, unable to even pull those final two buttons closed, giving her ample cleavage. She hadn’t asked him if she could exit for a bit, lifting the drink she’d brought with her, sipping on it, placing it aside. Fixing her hair, she didn’t hear him enter. He was rather stealth, her mind was distracted. Without warning, hands were on her, pulling her to his chest and tearing open the front of the dress. Large, firm hands groped her heavy breasts, pressing into him with a soft sigh, panting a little. She was already wet. She’d been wet most of the night, wishing they were alone, that his hands were all over her, “My dress,” she still half complained, half whined. His manhandling already had one breast falling out of the half cup bra that barely covered her nipples part way to begin with, the other threatening to spill free. “Is Daddy impatient? Can’t wait till the party’s over?” she teased, giggling softly, playfully.

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Notes: He could be the one that dropped her out here just to mess with her head, someone that happened across her, or someone who arranged her to be taken - stranger, ex-bf, boyfriend/Dominant, boss, coworker.  Open to various ideas - males or gangbang (multiple males or males/females) - based off this image - 18+ ONLY

Muses: any  [Melody definitely wouldn’t be wearing panties, the rest could or not, doesn’t matter to me]

Her head spun a little, unsure what had happened. Eyes fluttered, trying to shift and stretch only to realize that her hands were bound behind her and ankles tied together with soft rope. A gag was in her mouth, tied tightly, making it impossible to scream or yell for help with another piece of cloth covering over her mouth completely, tied around, as well. Panicked eyes lifted, looked around, but she was alone. The female squirmed and struggled to break free, legs kicking some, arms tugging, but it did nothing to even come close to freeing her. She tried to cry out help but all that came out was a low muffled unintelligible sound. Thinking back, she could remember having gone out the night before, having a few drinks, talking to a couple guys... but that was it. Her sexy blue dress was torn, breasts almost spilling out the top as if they fought to break free, the fabric managing to cover her nipples and just above them. They stiffened from the breeze, trembling slightly out of fear. What if nobody came? And, for awhile, at least, she heard nothing. And then there were footsteps. Was she going to be saved? Trying to call out again, she only released these muffled sounds, but a low sigh of relief filled her chest when the man came into view. She was sure he’d help her... right? 

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Inspired by this [18+ only] Connection: Boss [check the various professions, pls], childhood/high school friend, high school ex, step brother, open to other ideas, let me know. {note: Mel’s mother is deceased though} Muses: Melody, Lux, Lexi, Kiyana

In this day and age, the world had changed. Some women were simply property, able to be claimed by men, if they so desired it. These females were marked with a bracelet, showing they were available, fertile, ready to be claimed. One could have up to two of them, though those that did have two still liked to tease the unclaimed property from time to time. As long as they didn’t fuck those girls, it was legal. Clothing was limited, permitted to wear dresses or skirts, no bras or panties to allow easy access, easy inspection if one caught the eye of a male interested in possible owning her. All he had to do was fuck her then and there, make her cum for him, and his fingerprint would unlock her bracelet. From there, he had to get her collar with his information on it, move her into his place, and he was responsible for her. The girl’s bracelet was still in tact, wrapped around her slender little wrist as she sat at the bar, sipping a drink. She wore thin tank top and short skirt, nipples stiff from the cool air. One long leg crossed over the other, paying no mind to her surroundings as the place wasn’t overly crowded. It surprised her to feel hands slide over bare shoulders, coming down to snake under her tank top, grasping and massaging her breasts, not noticing just yet that one strap of her tank broke causing it to roll down, one of her breasts almost spilling out. A soft moan escaped, unable to help herself as eyes drifted up, offering the male a little smile. “Thank yeh, Sir,” she breathed, which was an acceptable response for someone like her. It was how they were taught to respond, to be appreciative of his attention, his touch. 

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based off this story [18+only] - could be something he put in her drink or hypnosis or whatever [also... I love the idea of this drug/hypnosis causing her to cum every time he slaps her face - which is from another story. I just need some more face slapping lol] - sorry for the slight godmoding - if it doesn’t suit you, we can adjust for sure

Muses: any

The last thing she remembered was going out to dinner with him, chatting, eating, having a couple drinks... then it got a little fuzzy. They’d flirted, even a little teasing, at least, she thought she remembered that much. Now, though, here they were, in some room she didn’t recognize that nearly looked like some kind of sex toy shop with all the items around. She was wearing something different, something slutty - a very short skirt, thigh highs, and nothing else. He’d just torn the little top off her, tits still bouncing. Between her teeth was a rubber toy - a bone, and as much as she considered spitting it out, she couldn’t. Pieces flickered into her mind, vaguely recalling how he’d embarrassed her earlier in the night, patting her head, talking down to her, being demeaning... and how she couldn’t do anything but giggle. It was like she was locked inside herself, in a sense. Try as she might to do something else, she couldn’t fight it. He’d told her to shut up, stuffing this toy into her mouth, telling her not to drop it. Whatever command he gave her, she couldn’t disobey it. It was like something happened to her forcing her to obey. Eyes fluttered up as he told her she was nothing more than a stupid, brainless cunt - and somehow that made her pussy drip with need, it made her whimper. Moan if you want me to treat you like the stupid slut you are, she heard him but couldn’t see him now. Fight as she did, she couldn’t stop herself from moaning... having no idea what he was going to do next.

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Based off this - gif here if it ends up removed by Tumblr

Muses: any - Melody, Lexi, Kiyana, Lux, Xenia Notes: Just let me know what your muse wants - a bimbo, a pet, a Little, some combo of those {Lux  is the only one not into Daddykink}

No matter how many times she protested, insisting she didn’t belong here, nobody listened, nobody gave a damn. On the outside, it looked like a normal institution - and it was, for some. For others, a select few who met the criteria, it was something else altogether - a training ground for whomever would purchase them - pets, slaves, Little girls - they were trained to the new owners specifications. The girls never knew who owned them, not until graduation - and in some cases, the trainer was the owner, in others, they’d not met him until the day came. She was a perfect fit, brought here after committing a minor crime, the courts deeming her unfit for trial which is how she got here. It was all a set up, of course, but she didn’t know it - not that it mattered. She could do nothing about it. Stripped naked upon her arrival, the two male guards had given her a thorough cavity search, edging her three times each. After all, she was locked in a straight jacket, a special one that allowed her large breasts to be fully on display. Her mouth was fitted with a small gag, mostly as to not injure her jaw or teeth as they had no plans to take it out anytime soon or very often. It had a small hole to fit a straw for water. Her ass and pussy were fully exposed and on display as she was tossed in the padded room. The first few days, it was just her and one to two male guards edging her, at least five times a day - up to twelve. Her cunt was constantly wet by the time she was pulled into this room, chained and suspended for the real training. At this point, her mind was already slipping, feeling so desperate to cum that she almost didn’t care how or who, just so long as they gave her the orgasm she was aching to receive.