#Possession kink

[girlcockgaslighter]

I love lying next to my pretty boy while he sleeps. I love groping him all over and hearing his sleepy little whimpers. I love knowing I can do whatever I want to him, and he'll love it. I love listening to his heartbeat, and knowing he's mine.

[songsofsappho]

I have a new respect for the collared girlies given how downright pathetic and borderline non-functioning I got last night at just being shown the collar my girl got custom made for me.

How do ya'll function?? 😵‍💫

[erotic-writhings]

Hm i think I enjoy like living armour

Ohh I think I like that too, now I'm not sure if this allures you to them, but imagine waking up trapped inside one.

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You had gone to sleep after a long day of exploring and didn't think anything of the old armor lining the hall, it was dull and probably wouldn't even get you anything if you pawned it. As you wake up the next morning though, the first thing you feel is cold metal touching every part of you. You try to struggle but your arms are held to your sides by the armor you now wear. You scream for help but your voice only echos off of the visor just in front of your face.

You didn't notice this but as you made camp for the night, a suit of living armor had its eyes on you. Something about you, your movement, your innate energy, or maybe merely your body heat drew it to you, and it wanted more.

It slowly disassembled itself and slid onto you, careful not to wake you. As it lifted itself off the ground with you inside, you made a grunt but it was quick to hush you. Using it's feelers and tendrils to soothingly brush against your skin until you fell back into a deeper sleep.

Now as you screamed in your living prison, it did the same as before, only this time it called attention to the fact you were mostly nude inside of here, it must have had to remove your clothes to assure you fit inside. As the slimy tendrils ran over your body you couldn't help but whimper, thoughts raced in your mind about being eaten or simply left to rot in here. Tears ran down your face but the tendrils quickly wiped them away, stroking your cheek. Was it trying to be kind to you?

While you still shook in its clutches, you began to try and focus on the behavior of the creature touching you. It was carrying out slow, gentle strokes across your body. Slimy, but not entirely bad. Suddenly you moaned. The creature's tendrils hand found it's way to your crotch. You tried to speak out against it "h-hey no w-wait a minute-" but you were cut off as you moaned again. The creature using it's feelers to find all the places that made you tick. You tried to struggle against it and protest but you were reminded that this creature had you entirely surrounded in its armor. Your limbs were now it's own and it didn't seem to understand english to know that you didn't want this.

But maybe that was good, maybe you did want this. The creature could sense that your fear was subsiding and more pleasurable feelings were growing inside of you, the noises you made now didn't sound as alarmed as they had once did. The creature continued, and pleasure began to block out any other sense you had. From the outside all anyone would see is a stock still suit of armor but on the inside was your writhing and panting body, maybe if someone listened close enough they could hear your muffled moans, but that was unlikely because the living armor was going to be highly defensive of you no matter what, not that you would have the time to worry about that.

[the-black-manor]

I'm bigger than you. I decide when the sex ends.

[doctorjackdaw]

a couple of depicted ghostly possessions >:D when eve possesses junkyu's body, he becomes pregnant like her - meanwhile jack was already pregnant and iris' ghost body gets to feel himself grow into that size again

iris is ivan's deceased partner who remains as a ghost on earth - its actually thanks to june that ivan can perceive iris at all!!

[toyintrance]

I always get excited when people talk about ghost fucking and then get mildly disappointed when they're only talking about some invisible man / phantom sensation stuff. Like yeah that's fun but what about POSSESSION??? what about an incorporeal entity penetrating you body mind and soul and using your now shared body to experience pleasures of the flesh again for the first time in who knows how long? what about being a helpless passenger in your own body as your own hands explore you like new, uncharted territory? What about being used and puppetted so that something else can soak up the dopamine and serotonin and oxytocin that it forcefully pumps through your brain? What about being given back control of your body after the experience while the ghost continues to take up residence in your mind, both of you basking in the afterglow and feeling closer than two separate bodies could ever be? What about that??

[seradae]

"You're mine," she growled. Few thoughts could make it through your addled mind, but you couldn't help but feel it was the most obvious statement you'd ever heard.

Her hand held your chin. Her cum was still inside you. Your blood was dripping both from her sharp teeth and from the rapidly-closing puncture wounds on your neck. Her words were the only sounds you could hear. She couldn't have owned you more thoroughly if she tried.

She let go of your chin and laid down next to you, the contrast of her cold skin conflicting with the feelings of the warmth she left in you. "I'm glad you'll be here with me now. My pet, forever."

[babeilovemonsters]

You can't remember when they appeared. Everything around that day is a blur. Did they do that? You can't remember. The demon in your mindscape makes a point to distance you from your problems, and that day certainly was one they don't want you to think about, even possessing you at times to take you away from something they don't like. Sure, their presence can be useful, as they play with your memories and emotions in attempts to keep you thriving, but it gets kind of... condescending. Besides, how were you supposed to learn things if they made you forget your experiences?

One particularly bad day, you can feel them toying with you yet again. They don't say anything about it, but you can practically feel their claws scraping the day's events off of your brain. You stop what you're doing, finally frustrated enough to have a word. You tell them to stop, questioning what it is they actually want. Why they're still sticking around. Don't they have anything better to do? The demon argues right back, still not clarifying what it is they're after. The two of you bicker back and forth, barely getting anywhere, until the demon suddenly takes over the wheel, forcing you out of the driver's seat as they possess you, getting up and standing in front of a mirror, where their reflection shows their inhuman eyes in your skull.

They compliment you. Saying they want what's best for you. Easing their way into your forgiveness with praise, and reassurance. You try so hard to not be flattered, but... it's kind of nice, isn't it? Actually, yes. You are lucky. Not everyone has something so powerful looking after them. You can relax, it's okay, the demon knows what they're doing. No need to worry-- wait, are they doing it again? That clever charmer is doing something to you, aren't they?! Ah, but it's so much effort to try fighting it. Besides, it DOES feel really nice... Maybe you should just let it happen. Yeah... That's probably for the best.

The demon praises you softly, while still not giving up control over your body. You ask them if you can have the wheel again, but they make a very convincing argument, saying you surely deserve something nice for being so compliant. You do deserve something nice, they're right. You're being so mature and accepting about their kindness, you deserve to feel good. That's all they want for you, after all! All they've ever wanted. So you give in, trusting them with your body, dizzily wondering what it is they'll reward you with.

Your demon continues to praise your obedience while they slowly and gently remove your clothing. You look so good, you know. You shouldn't have to hide your gorgeous body with these tacky bits of fabric, should you? You feel so relieved once they've stripped you down fully, feeling so comfortable now you're free and in the open. They point out how hot you are as they trace soft circles on your chest with one finger, making sure you can still feel things even if you can't control them.

You moan out, but your voice only echoes inside your own head, for only your demon to hear. They chuckle, teasing you. Maybe you are being a bit pathetic, they're right. I mean, it doesn't feel THAT good, does it? They're just... No, it does. You don't really care if you're being a bit pathetic. It's charming, right? How easy it is to make you feel so nice and tender. They praise your acceptance, and it feels great to know they're so pleased with you! They even up their reward for you, how kind!

They stop their circling, slowly gliding their hand down your body. Or- your hand down your body? Ah, who cares. That's too difficult to figure out right now, you just want to focus on the feel, watching through the demon's eyes as they do everything in front of the mirror, so you get a full view of what they're doing to you. After an agonisingly long wait, they finally reach the place you've been wanting them to touch for what feels like an eternity. They simply trace over your genitals once, with one finger, making you cry out in frustration and pleasure. It feels so, so good, what's taking them so long?!

Finally, they take pity on their poor, whimpering human, praising your patience as they begin properly, giving you the most beautiful and amazing gift of your life. How could you ever imply they treat you badly? Nothing is bad about the way they're touching you now. You really should just put more trust in them, because then you get to feel their touch against your heated genitals, feeling their fingers in your poor throbbing hole. It's so good. You need them, you know that, don't you? You'd never be able to deal without them here with you, making you feel so nice.

Just relax and trust them. They're so good at making you forget your pain, you can barely even remember what started this. But really, who cares? That's not why you're here now.

What happened yesterday? You ask yourself as you wake up in the morning, wearing your most comfortable pyjamas. Oh, it was that goddamn demon again! Erasing all your bad memories of the day before! You really should have a word with them about that at some point, it's getting kinda frustrating.

[the-pupperrrrrrr]

he wrote "[his name]'s property" on my body and added a heart next to it. I think I hauve covid.

[littlesislovesyou]

The real question is what would you use to lure me into your van<33 I’m so dumb honestly anything would probably work, oh you need help with something in your van? Sure no problem! ☺️💓 or would you go with the classic candy or puppies;’)

[songsofsappho]

I'm not possessive, not when it matters.

I want my partner to be touchy and flirt with her friends, if that's what she likes. I want to learn about her world and start to fit into it, not mould it to fit me.

And, at the end of the day, after we've been out with friends all evening - seeing people bat their eyes at her, joke with her, place lingering touches on her - I want to drag her back to our bed and rip off her shirt to locate all of my bruises she's been wearing.

Start nursing them back from their gentle rose to a passionate violet. She is a garden, and I will sow the seeds of my devotion into her again and again.

My garden. My girl. Mine.

[annikalovespumpkins]

Last minute but I just thought about it I’ve never edges before so not sure this is a good idea but oh well

[the-black-manor]

If you sleep with your window open, then you can't complain when I creep in during the night and use you to my own ends. I pin you to the bed with my body and force my fingers into your mouth to silence you when I see your eyes widen and a scream begin to form in your throat. Don't be afraid, darling. I won't harm you. I only mean to breed you.

My eyes and sharp teeth glint in the pale light of the moon, but I'm a silhouette otherwise. You can't see who's taking advantage of you in what you thought was your safest place. I start by grinding against you, working myself up, using your body to massage my clothed cock until it's hard and throbbing, straining against my trousers. And then I'm under your covers with you in the blink of an eye, and we're both naked. My body is pressed against yours, my soft lips against your neck, peppering kisses along your pulse point and collarbone as I use my cockhead to prod at your entrance. You grab at me, nails raking down my back, trying to turn your head to get my fingers out of your mouth, but it's no use. I'm much bigger than you, darling. You're not going anywhere. You don't mind if I fuck you, right? You don't mind if I use like a toy, getting off on your warm, tight hole. You feel so good...

My cock fills you completely, stretching you almost to the point of pain, and you struggle against me harder as panic sets in. I'm inside of you, buried deep, and I'm throbbing with the need to unload. But not before I've had my way with you. I took the time and went through the effort to get in here without an invitation and I fully intend to make good use of it.

I buck my hips, setting a steady pace, hammering against your insides with each thrust of my girth, massaging all the best spots. You try and fight the pleasure that's bubbling in your core, but your body betrays you and you clench around me, earning a low growl in your ear. I nip at your pulse, and as you feel the weight of my body on top of you and my cock forcing its way inside, you realize that your struggle is folly, and fall still beneath me.

There's a good little human. The fight was fun, I'm sure, but now it's time to relax as I pleasure myself. You're not getting away from me. Just lie back and let me take care of everything. You left your widow open. You wanted this, didn't you? Oh, I'm sorry darling, I can't hear you with my fingers in your mouth. That's okay. I already know the answer.

The spring in your stomach tightens as my pace grows erratic, and it's your climax forcing you to squeeze my cock tight that finally pushes me over the edge. Your muscles contract and you curl into me as I bite down hard on your neck, my fangs piercing deep and drawing sweet crimson. You taste so good when you cum. I drink as my cock twitches and throbs, releasing thick, hot ribbons of fresh cum deep inside of you, again, and again, and again.

You start to feel dizzy and your hands fall away from my back. I pull my red lips away from your neck and nuzzle into the space where they had been as I thrust my hips once more, fucking my cum deeper, even while my climax still shakes my body and more of my seed floods into you.

I can feel your stomach swelling, pushing against mine. You feel so incredible, I just can't stop cumming, and you're squeezing with each twitch of my cock, milking me hard. Your body is drinking me up as tears run down your cheeks. There's nothing you can do now. I have claimed you for my own, made you my pet, and bred you thoroughly.

And this was only round one.

[xxstarboy]

Forcing me to submit would be hot I think, but making me want to completely give myself to you? Slowly, lovingly unraveling me until I can't think about anything but you? That is infinitely hotter to me personally

[seradae]

Yes, I'm poly, and I don't really experience much jealousy (and when I do, it's just a matter of communication!), but that doesn't stop me from wanting to mark you all over. I want to claim you inside and out. I want everyone to know that you're mine.

[hwmlock]

Missing the way he kicks me in my stomach and soothes it right after by massaging my full bladder with his boot