#cyber.answers

[cyberdenizen]

i want to become an anal only whore, tape up my cunt and completely ignore it during sex and train me to orgasm from taking it up the ass

make it your job to stretch my asshole to the point it never closes up again and make the consequences that come with that my problem

make my gaped asshole your background, the picture you have for my contact

piss in my ass and make me hold it there all day, work the biggest and most girthy dildo or plug into my asshole and secure it with duct tape or a chastity belt and make me go about my day

pump my ass to make it as puffy as my cunt and embarrass me for it, make me late to work because you wanted to give my ass a quick fisting before i left

make me wear only a t shirt and a hollow plug all day while im at home so my hole is always on display

ugh... just... anal!

anyways, thats all 👋

Well goodness me, I certainly wasn't expecting to find this desperate of a drippy little anon waiting for me.

I do hope you've been eagerly awaiting response, teasing your little ass every night as you scroll in dire hopes of seeing your desperation not only answered, but put on display.

When you've become this desperately enthralled by becoming an anal only whore, well... then your cunt exists only to look pretty and pristine, a comparison to how used and ruined your stretch out ass is in comparison.

Made to sleep with your only true hole stuffed full.

Made to take every step of your day with a stretched, filled, plugged ass that holds cum and piss, slowly seeping out and down your thighs whenever you sit or stand.

Training you with each passing month. Taking you to the sex shop to pick out a larger toy each month and make you bring it to the cashier and admit you're a desperate little anal whore who's currently wearing last months training toy.

Oh, and why just make you late for work when I can come by on lunch break as well?

Why keep you in only a t-shirt and hollow plug when I can put a cute lace choker on you, an oversized t and assless panties with a hollow plug?

Something tells me, though, that you were made to be a drooling little anal whore through and through.

[cyberdenizen]

Master I’ve fantasized recently about um wedgies. Being forced to cum from one and just hang there after in my own mess…

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Well goodness me (and welcome back, little ⛵️🌙 anon).

How pathetic! How humiliating... how adorable honestly.

Teased and tormented for so, so long. Edged for hours even, so very close to that oegasm you've been pleading for... and then...

Lifted by the soaked little panties you've donned the entire time, and only then hearing those words you've fantasies of "cum for me."

No other touch at all, only the pull of the fabric against your clit as your mind struggles to process what you've just heard.

To make it better... so, so much better... why not a little red rope harness, hoisting you up, so that you're held there as you drip, shaking, held tight, hips uncontrollably pressing against fabric and rope as yku writhe in place, enduring your orgasm, and oh so much pleasure beyond it.

[cyberdenizen]

Thoughts on somno or intox?

Well, my dear little anon, you say "or," but there's no reason why somno and intox can't be mixed.

I do adore somno, but then... having a cnc kink and a free use kink... well somno sort of tags along whether you realize it or not, now doesn't it? But it can be so very fun to play with the concept. The option to be slow, gentle, methodical, so as to not wake up the doll... or to be forceful and simply take what i wish to have, waking them with a sudden thrust. Or perhaps start gentle, teasing, slow, but after a certain amount of time, waking them, be it with force or by simply holding deep and shaking their shoulder so they come to softly while stuffed.

But somno can be more. It can be having someone sleep stuffed with dildos. It can be having them rest with remote toys, controlling them through the night.

Now as for intox... also quite a big fan... again, related closely to my cnc and free use kinks. But oddly I find the most fascinating and fun part to be the act of "forcing" intoxication to begin with.

Holding a bottle to a dolls lips.

Making them take another hit.

Forcing my hand to their lips to shove a pill in their mouth.

All while telling them that once they're too mindless and drunk or high to know their own name, I'll use their pretty little body however I please. Teasing whispers of how I would shape their maleable existence once I've drugged them so deeply.

And as I mentioned... intox can certainly lead to somno.

And technically, if you're creative enough, starting with somno can find intox mixed in.

[cyberdenizen]

in response to ur recent post -

my recent obsession was definitely cnc / knotting scenes, but now i’m a lil more focused on softer cnc? where my dominant (that i would be calling Dad and i’d be his little girl) would convince me that i had to take my medicine inside my cunnie, or the only way his Daddy part would feel better is if his little girl (only her, no one else) gave it special kisses n attention.

things like yes, i am logically aware that’s not how it works. do i care? not at all! i’ll probably believe anything my Dad tells me- he’s my Daddy of course!

Aw, what a precious little depraved thought.

You're not being illogical, silly! If your daddy tells you that the doctor prescribed a special medicine just for you, one he has to apply deep in your little cunny, then of course you're going to listen like a good girl and look deep into his eyes as he fills you up with it every night.

And when he comes into your room a few days later and says that the doctor told him that he was hurting and the only cure was someone specials drool, dripped and smeared all over his special parts, of course you'd gladly ask if you could be his someone special, his medicine.

A good little girl wouldn't question her daddy, after all. Why would he ever so her wrong? He'll just teach her, train her, corrupt her without her ever even realizing.

[cyberdenizen]

I go through these phases where I'm hyper sexual. I masturbate and watch porn all day, do every gross thing strangers tell me to, and turn my brain off as best I can. And then I get tired of it and go back to being a good girl. But deep down, all I want is to be used like an easy slut

Oh you poor little thing.

You know, little anon, there's nothing wrong with swaying back and forth. It's as if you're simply trying to find your balance, or perhaps find someone (or someones) who you find yourself yearning to continually degrade yourself for like a drippy little mess even when you aren't so keen on behaving as such for everyone.

Or, of course, knowing that you still ache to be used like an "easy" little whore even while you're being an innocent "Good girl," well... perhaps you simply need someone who can break you, shape you into that hyper-sexual little whore, obeying such disgusting little tasks, whenever they wish.

After all, good girls don't need thoughts, now do they?

[cyberdenizen]

my secret i jerk otf to being locked and cucked in diaper by my friends

Well goodness me, that's certainly a depraved little fantasy!

Locked up in diapers by your friends, made to sit by their side no matter what. Just a pathetic little mess while they do as they please in front of you, teasing you all the while.

[cyberdenizen]

"anon" (JessJess here) You're a big smartie man! Okay I'll go sleep now

Well is that so, little "anon"?

You must just adore the way I speak, the words I share with the world.

I see all those little likes you left on oh so many posts of mine since you found my blog. You can't even help but admit to everyone that it's you who's come "anonymously" telling me how you enjoy the way I write.

Well go on to sleep, and have wonderful dreams of the depraved things you find on this sweet little site we all call home.

[cyberdenizen]

Hi!!! Hope u r doing well :] !

Have you ever had a DomxSubxDom threesome? What was that like?

-GC anons!

Well hello there once more, little group chat.

I'm doing very well. I was fast asleep when you sent me this, and honestly it was very restful sleep for once.

Now, I have not had a DomxSubxDom threesome before, but I have thought of it quite a bit in the past.

How fun it might be to spitroast a pathetic, drooling little subby pet after taking turns teasing and tormenting them?

Or to have a drippy sub cockwarming one dom while the other fondles, fingers, chokes, does whatever else they with.

Or even to simply be sat side by side as the drooly doll bobs their head up and down on one cock, then the other, back and forth, unable to choose.

And for those of you with a breeding kink... well... now imagine a case of being pumped full of cum, over and over, after each load, swapping which cock stuffs you... I wonder what it might be like to take bets after such an evening...

Ah, but that's all in my mind. I've not had the opportunity to experience such wonderful things for myself yet.

[cyberdenizen]

Oh, I would love for you to untrain me. Corrupt me until I can’t even do something as basic as pissing in a potty.

I would be so humiliated, I’m incredibly shy, so for you to watch me loose control over and over again would break something in me.

Even better if you film me during it

I don’t mind waiting at all, I’m grateful for any reply!

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Well now, isn't that just adorable, little anon? And I suspect admiting your drenched little desperations must have you blushing brighter than that little candles flame you've chosen to identify yourself with.

Deep in your sweet little heart you know the need eating away at you. Lips quivering as you feel your bladder so full, holding, waiting, trying so hard, but in the end... just too shy to feel that wonderful warmth flow from between your thighs.

No, that's why you need the guidance, to be trained, or rather... untrained, under a watchful eye. Always watched, as your pants begin to darken. Carefully spectated as you sink to you knees in the very puddle you've formed. Curiously inspected regularly to ensure you haven't found a way to free yourself of your little pants and manage to find the restroom of your own volition.

With each success, guided to pose for a photograph. Perhaps forming a little pinboard of reward pictures showing your progress, your success, your sinking deeper into the humiliating habit.

Camera on you just as eyes are, watching, waiting, taking in every moment as you slip and let all flow free. And what benefit is there in recording? Why, showing you how adorable you look, hiding away as you let go in desperation. And how to make such a deed better? Why... record it with your own phone, so that every time you go to share a picture, you're greeted with a reminder of your progress.

[cyberdenizen]

another perv who likes barely 18 yo girls…. “But they’re legal”!

Well everyone, it seems this blog is officially big enough to be receiving regularly scheduled doses of hate.

Listen, if I ever reblog something that has "barely 18" text in it, know that the only reason that text is left there is because I find it disrespectful to remove it, and in no way does it remain because I'm into "barely 18."

My personal preference is 23-28 range, but guess what tumblr seems to have an abundance of? 18-20 year old girls who are drippy little messes and 40+ year old creeps who prey on them.

I'm not about to gatekeep kink from someone of legal age who's curious and exploring either.

And never, NEVER do I say "but they're legal." If your defense is "but they're legal" than you know you're a fucking creep and what you're doing is so morally wrong that it SHOULD be illegal.

Call me a perv all you want, I'll own that, but if you genuinely can't see the difference between a creep and someone who's actively trying to prevent harm, then you have no place in these sorts of communities.

[cyberdenizen]

Hiiiiii will you share a fantasy you have but haven’t fulfilled?

Well let's see... a fantasy I've mine that I've not yet had the opportunity to fulfill... I mean there's certainly I number of fantasies, but one that comes to mind right this moment would be a more ... ritualistic concept ...

Where I put together a little event, with a little "sacrificial" doll as the main focus. Binding her tight with vibrant red rope, arms and legs spread with red candles circling her. Body marked in various symbols, words, runes... and of course, all three holes plugged up for the time being. And who could forget the blackout contacts, blinding her sight.

Each moment recorded as this little bound sacrifice is soaked with the warmth of fresh piss before being used as a mere cumdump. Her soft flesh, her tight little ass, her warm dripping slit, and her drooling, whimpering lips all made use of by the participants of this little ritual.

Ah, but that's merely one example, there's a number of other "ritualistic" fantasies I have, and a number of fantasies I've not fulfilled, but all in due time, dear anon. All in due time.

[cyberdenizen]

So, what might you say and do to a needy little android who's spent the last hour in a deep pink brainwashing pod? She's so smooth and pink and pretty and dumb, and maybe it needs some direction. 👉🏻👈🏻

Well now, before I speak of the wonderful things awaiting such a little doll, allow me first to apologize for the delay. But I've had quite a bit if time to sit on how I might answer this little question, so I hope it beyond satisfies your curiosity.

Now then, let's see...

A needy little android has just left her brainwashing pod after enduring such a wonderful reset courtesy of the deep pink spirals, the flashing triggers, the gentle hum that barely masks the whispers that train the subconscious... and now here she stands, eyes blank, stripped down, tongue out as if panting, drooling, mind fuzzy and pink, aching for guidance after what could equate to a factory reset.

I suppose the first thing to do when approaching such a precious little brainwashed android is simple: a statement of welcome.

"Welcome back, little doll, welcome home." But we must keep in mind, with each statement, there's risk of inserting one too many thoughts back into that precious toy's little head. Words must be chosen carefully, spoken softly, slowly, every sound gifted must ve done with the utmost of care.

"You've been such a good little doll," "you love your little pod, now don't you?," "be a dear and take my hand, won't you?"

After enduring a full mental reset and training session, it's imperative to reinforce all those depraved little concepts, so that they sink deep into the heart, rather than remaining more surface level. And so, such a precious little android should have her pretty holes stuffed and gagged, her hair brushed gently with open fingers, her soft skin caressed, fondled teasingly as words of affirmation are whispered directly into her ears, barely audible over the deep hum of white noise.

There is no need for rough, no need for thorough use, for any form of near-merciless play at such a time. No, it is, in this moment, all about being slow, gentle and methodical. It is a key opportunity to further corrupt and twist this little doll, to solidify in her mind that dripping desperation is the state to yearn for, and being stuffed as she bucks mindlessly is the most adorable of exercises, whimpering self affirming mantras all the while, not an orgasm in sight.

For you see, stepping out of the brainwashing pod isn't the end of the training process. It is merely the entryway to step two.

[cyberdenizen]

i want someone to humiliate and degrade me

Oh you poor little thing. Does the idea of being made to be someone's pathetic little mess just make your heart leap with glee?

Does the mere thought of being humiliated for how easy it is to make you a dripping little doll make you even more desperate? Bucking your hips without thought, unable to control your own body, fueled solely by the primal need to be made to feel small, to feel lesser.

And oh how cute that is.

[cyberdenizen]

Would you rape me?

How so? Describe it in detail ~

Oh you poor little thing. You've been left waiting eager for days on end, now haven't you?

And to think, you must have been such a little mess when you sent this to me, aching to hear about what depraved and disgusting actions would be so generously gifted upon your innocent body.

Well, I certainly can't give an answer to the first part with confidence unless I know just who it is who's aching for me to rape their pathetic little holes and claim them as my property... but, for the sake of fun, let's simply act as if the first answer is a blatant "yes," shall we? That leaves the matter of how...

Yes, the matter of how which you've so desperately demanded I answer in painstaking detail so that you can, in turn, rape your little holes on my behalf as you read this once, twice, three times over, if not more.

And you see, the summer is such a wonderful time, isn't it? Walks through the park, visit to the pool, or a trip to the beach perhaps... but for today, let's pretend it's a simple beach day. I've been aching for one of those this week, after all.

So there I'm stood, feet in the sand as I feel the breeze on my face, the sound of gentle waves on the shoreline barely obfuscating the surrounding chatter as I glance around through my sunglasses. And there you are, off by the waters edge, getting your feet wet quite literally.

Now what's to stop me from keeping a close eye on you? Keeping tabs on your every motion, your mannerisms, who you speak to and how you do so... how infrequently you glance around yourself. Tracking and noting all that I can, so that when the moment comes when you step away from the crowd, I know just how to act.

And as you stride swiftly off the sand, I'm not far behind. As you slip on your sandals, I mimic the action in time. As you scurry off the path into the building which houses the restrooms, I'll be slipping in behind, and shutting access.

And so, before you've even had a chance to lock your stall door, let alone pull down your swimsuit, you'll find yourself gripped, hand around your throat, eyes wide, the stall door forced open with a bang as your heart races suddenly.

In that restroom, you'll be taken. You'll be broken. You'll be taught what you're meant to be, and forced to embrace it.

From raping your mouth as you're forced down, sat on the cold porcelain I the stall.

To bent over the sink counter, railed mercilessly from behind, ass stretched around unfamiliar cock until you feel cum rushing inside, trying to force it's way back out.

To pinning you to the wall, forcing you to cockwarm as you're held as still as possible, all while I educate you on your new purpose, emphasizing that there is no escape, that there is no need for it, no need to even worry.

And so it is that by the time I leave that small building, I'll have a bruised rape-pet hobbling out behind me, eyes glazed, tears still running down your cheeks.

And with lips coated in cum, with seed soaking into your swimsuit, you'll follow my steps back to where you came.

Without word, you'll obey my guidance.

With no fight remaining, you'll feel cum dripping with every step and know that this is what should be.

And before you know it, you'll be introducing me to the group you came to the beach with.

Before you know it, you and I will be chest deep in the water.

And before you know it, I'll be molesting you all over right there under the glistening waters, whispering to you that you're just too irresistible not to rape again and again and again. Serenading you of how I'll ensure you're so thoroughly broken by sunrise tomorrow that you won't even recall your own name, and you'll be begging for me to gift you a new one.

And all that while, I'll be feeling you clench and pulse under the weight of my fingers, against my cock, as you can't help but embrace every touch and movement I force upon you.

There is no escape, even should you not accept this... because there is no need for escape.

[cyberdenizen]

my biggest fantasy is having somebody piss in my pussy :3 & then making me hump their boot to get off after

Well now, little anon, you're just aching to feel all full of warm piss, to experience it seeping out as you buck and hump helplessly on a leather boot, as it begins to shine more with each movement, slick with your desperation, but also soaked by the piss that once filled you so completely.

Going on and on until your poor little hole no longer holds a single drop, just so you can endure it all over again.

Such an adorably depraved little fantasy

[cyberdenizen]

puppy ggirl stories whrn…..

Well now, perhaps I'll need to start working on one right away, little pup.

I wonder what to make it about though... some drooly little pup who can't help but hump at her masters feet when he comes home from work? Or a desperate little doll trying to find a way to express to her partner that she wants to be caged and collared and made into a drooly pet? Perhaps a tale of taking a drippy little pup in heat out for a walk to the park, and all the depraved fun that could happen when she decides to stop to pee without permission.

Who's to say what it will be about yet, but I have a lot of brainstorming to do!