#extreme k1nk

[scumgh0ul]

The proper application of a ball gag.

[conditioned-to-obey]

how do you get to own us,, what do we have to do for you to own us 🤭🤭

What must you do to be owned by me?

You don't have to do anything, doll.

Perhaps I pick you out of a crowd. Watch you for weeks. Learn all I can about you. Waiting.

When it happens, you don't remember falling asleep. You don't remember the rough cloth held against your mouth or the bumps in the road the car hit on the way.

You do however, remember waking up scared. In darkness. Another owned girl comforts you while you cry and beg and ponder why. Until I'm ready for you. You're led blindfolded to a room with only a long cot, a chair and a table with a tray of sterile implements.

You see, every girl I own receives a mark. Each one unique and special in their own way. Like a butterflies wing, no two are exactly the same. That is why I choose one for you. Wings to wear on your back forever. In blues and orange and greens and black. Butterfly wings, moth wings. Marking you as mine.

I lay you across the table topless. The panic doesn't set in until the buzz of my tattoo machine is filling your ears. The sedation helps you not to move, but the numbing isn't provided. I want you to feel yourself becoming mine.

Every intricate line and shadow. Turning you into one of my butterflies forever. After you're mostly healed, you join the rest in my secluded, secret garden.

And there you'll stay as I abuse and rape any fight out of you. Until you are a docile, delicate shell of who you once were. A broken in little fuckdoll. Until I decide it's your time to be spread and pinned. Immortalized under glass and frame. Pinned with your gorgeous wings showing. Such a lovely specimen, hung on the wall for me to admire. My pretty kept pet, remembered fondly. Even after she breathes her last breath.

Would you still like to be a pet of mine?

[heavenlysin]

Who wants to kidnap me and chain me in their basement to use as your personal fuckdoll? You can slap me, punch me, kick me, burn me every time I misbehave until I'm just an empty shell of a person, mindlessly following your every order

men dni

[muraseclinic]

“i’m gonna hold my toy after i break it” blahblahblah

what about a toy holding YOU after you break it .ᐣ like what if i just want to absolutely ruin the thing, have it bleeding and shaking and crying, and it wants to hold me .ᐣ it just wants to be close to me and spoon me and hold me and push its face in my neck and it wants to pretend i love like how a person loves a person and not how an owner loves its dog.

[stuffedfullbabe]

part 4 or 5 of the Catheter posts. (as gender neutral sub and male dom. can be anything tho)

You and your partner have been testing the limits as to how much you can hold. By drinking various diuretics', copious amounts of water, limiting your intake, drinking a mix of water and your partners piss as well as filling your own bladder with warm water, cold water and saline over time. All to say that you can now hold quite a bit.

You and your partner have planned to drive across the country (US) to visit some friends and see the sights of small towns and large cities that you've never visited. The first leg of the trip is a 9 hour drive, you two had planned not to take any stops unless the driver needed a break. You both had filled the car with stuff a day prior, so only your backpacks and a few personal items were left. You had a few days of not holding leading up to this, just to keep your bladder strong - but you were forced into wearing a rather large plug during that time.

What you hadn't planned for was your partner not letting you pee in the morning. As the two of you raced around the house, grabbing final things you moved towards the bathroom "Nope! We don't have time." your partner said, pulling you out of the house and into the car. "If you really need to go when we get to the first rest stop in two hours then sure but after that we aren't stopping!" You were thankful that you did not need to go very badly, but you knew that you needed some relief at the rest stop.

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At the rest stop, the two of you got food and you waited for your partner to use the bathroom. You went in with them and they pulled you into one of the stalls, making you sit on the toilet. "just go already" your partner mumbled as they opened the backpack on their back. You go, feeling your bladder finally empty - however after a moment you feel something slide into place. You look down to see your partner has just slid a catheter line into your bladder. This was nothing new for you, but you did not expect them to bring any on the drive.

"I don't want to stop again in another two hours, knowing your bladder. Deal with it." they whispered, thankful that only you two were in there. Once the balloon on the inside of you bladder was inflated, to ensure nothing came out - your partner pulled out a funnel and attached it to the line coming out of you. "I never said I was going to use the bathroom properly did I?" they had a mischievous look on their face before they began peeing into the funnel. You watched in mild shock and horror as your once empty bladder filled - your partner must have been holding all night for it to get this full. Their piss filled you to just under half capacity.

You whimpered as they plugged the line back up and slapped your bladder. "This isn't coming out till we get to the hotel." You nodded and pulled your underwear back on, then your pants , before leaving the bathroom.

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Two hours later, and you are ahead of schedule, the nine hour drive is now a seven hour drive and your nearly halfway there. You reach the halfway point's 'on the go' station. You wait with anticipation, wondering if your partner - now dom - will use you again or what. Your partner parks the car in the furthest corner of the parking lot. Furthest from the road and building. They got out of the car and headed to the back door behind yours, pulling out a Gatorade and passing it to you, while also grabbing another bottle of water for themselves. Since the first rest stop, they've drank through three of the 20 pack of water bottles. You watch as they wiggle a bit while putting their water in the middle console. They close the door and wander back over to you, opening your door.

"Pants down. I need to pee." You do as they say and pull out the same funnel. You stay sitting and watch as their piss flows directly into your bladder, wincing when it hits capacity. They haven't stopped peeing though. You whine as they keep going, letting everything out - and finally it stops. You watch as they plug you right back up. "My, look at that. Your bladder looks like a little balloon!" You look down to see that yes, your bladder is bursting and is visibly puffing outwards. Your partner watches as your slowly pull your clothes back on and they buckle you in, making sure that the seat belt only gets tighter the more you move.

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You finally reach the hotel, Your bladder hurts, your whimpering as the car goes over a speed bump and through a pothole. Finally the car has stopped. "We're at the hotel baby" your partner says lovingly "You've got a bit of this Gatorade left. How about you chug it now and then we can go in. I'll give you the room key so that you can head up first, but you cant go pee okay? If you have the urge just go while your alone, come back down to me and I'll hold your hand until were done okay?"

You agree and go ahead to the room. You check the room out - queen bed and a small desk. There's a bar fridge, a coffee machine and the bathroom is huge. Also the wall separating the bathroom and the room is half frosted glass, half clear glass. You can see into the bathroom. You whimper as you spot the toilet through the frosted glass. 'No I must be good! I can wait' you mumble to yourself as you carefully get up from the bed and check out the bathroom. Despite your mind yelling at you to go pee, you find yourself ignoring it, instead staring at the rainfall shower. It looked soooo nice!!! A shower in that after holding for so long??? a dream!

You take one last glance at the toilet before walking out of the bathroom and back to the bed. You sit on it carefully, being very conscious of your massive bladder. Your partner/dom enters the room with a few of your things, just clothes, some snack and drinks and toiletries. They look at you, noticing that your bladder really is showing. "The lady at the front desk asked me if you were pregnant. I had to say yes. Honestly baby, you look pregnant. Have you seen yourself?" they say, pulling you to your feet, not caring about being gentle. You whine at the sudden movement but see how massive your bladder really is. The floor to ceiling mirror shows your massive bladder sticking out, bulging forwards -when your dom lifts your shirt you can see its a little red.

"Your so cute" your dom whispers "So full for me. So much piss inside you that isn't even yours to begin with." they practically groan. You whimper as they begin to massage your massive bladder, a simple press would have made you burst if not for the catheter line. They press harder, feeling that your bladder really is rock solid. They begin rubbing and pressing lightly on your bladder - all while their other hand is groping your body. You barely notice as they pull your clothes off you - till they harshly tug you into the bathroom. Your eyes water as they press you to the wall of the shower, your bladder being compressed by the wall.

You begin to cry and beg to pee when they release you. They turn the shower on and look you in the eyes "Ill take the catheter out if you can hold it until the line is out ok?" You nod and let them take it out, squeezing your whole body until its out "You can go baby." You try to and you find you cant, you whine as you keep trying. You partner sighs and presses on your bladder, finally emptying you. They leave the shower for second to grab the shower stool and place you on it "There you go, let it all out."

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You wake up a few hours later in the comfy bed, in your pajamas and with a completely empty bladder "Ill be easy on you tomorrow. We are here for another day or two." You cuddle into your partner and fall asleep

[scumgh0ul]

[euthanyzed]

pleaaase,,

need to be touched so bad:( groped..spit on, tied up beat🙂‍↕️😵‍💫 it makes my thighs tingle so bad js thinking about it :3 km so needy:((((((

[muraseclinic]

i want something to use,, not someone,, something.

“you wanna be good for me right?”

something that is completely dependent on me,, does whatever i tell it to do. doesn’t eat unless i say it can,, cuts when and only when i tell it too,, gets off only when i say so !! (because only i can control its agony, or pleasure) ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

if i tell it to send me a video of it cutting itself, that’s what it does. if i tell it to touch itself, and to not stop touching until i tell it to - and i don’t respond again for hours - i expect it to still be touching itself when i come back. i don’t expect it to have cum, because i didn’t give permission.

“i’m the only one who can deal with you”

i can do whatever i want to it,, whether that be ruthlessly fucking it,, beating it,, or raping it. and it wants to do anything for a sliver of my attention,, ruin itself with drugs or self-mutilation and drinking because it knows i like my pets that way,, and that’s the only way i’ll keep it around. the only way i’ll love it. broken and whorish. might even pimp its useless ass out to make money on the side, because it’d do anything to make me happy, and do anything to hurt itself.

it loves me more than it loves itself,, loves me more than it loves its life,, and the life of the people it care about. i matter more, right? ᡣ𐭩 ྀིྀ

“i honestly don’t care if it hurts, baby.”

it’s so disgusting,, that it gets off when i tell it how i’ll kill it !! might cut it up til it bleeds out all nasty,, or suffocate it while i use its body (my body, it belongs to me) the way i want to, or shoot it when it stops pleasing me — it gets needy, whining like a stupid fucking dog. make fun of it for cumming to the idea,, punish it because i didnt say it could cum,, but it’s ok because it’s just fuckmeat so i can’t blame it for getting off.

i’m not doing this because i hate you,, i’m doing this because it’s fun !! ≽^-⩊-^≼

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i’m looking for more toys, so be good and send me something in my dms or asks !!

[lightofthelivingdead]

Yes, keep screaming for me, baby; I'm so fucking close. God, your voice is so hot when you're in pain.

[freeh0lesforuse]

I really need some threats/fantasies to rub myself to. Please, please 🙏 send me your darkest ones. I'll reply and chat with you for a little bit before I have to go to work.

[heavenlysin]

Waiting for someone to break into my room and fuck me at knifepoint, holding me down with their body, slapping me or nicking my skin every time I try to struggle, just using my body to get off as I sob and shake

men dni

[scumgh0ul]

[undead-succubus]

~Very Hardcore Kink Warning~

A while ago I came across a video of an anime girl getting her clit ripped out with pliers and eaten by another girl while she was bound to a table unable to escape.

Oh. My. G o d.

It was one of the hottest things I’ve ever watched and I’ve came countless times to that video imagining doing that to a poor, helpless girl. Fuck I’m riling myself up writing this.

Thinking about how she’d beg me to stop, “please no, stop, it hurts, please no no no no no” as I pull harder and harder until everything gives and it slithers out of her like a sinful little worm~

And then I’d get to see and hear her break from the pain and realization that she’ll never get to cum again and now she’s just a pathetic toy for me to use that’ll n e v e r feel pleasure again~🩷

*sigh* what a perfect fate for a pathetic little toy 🩷

[muraseclinic]

dehumanization is nice and all, but sometimes i want to remind you just how human you really are. ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

i don’t want you to slip into that dissociative haze, the one that makes you so malleable and docile, and makes it easier to weather all the cruel treatment i dish out. that’s cheating (｡•́︿•̀｡) because it’s easier to get off on being mutilated by my blade, to get off on being used by me, when you believe you’re an object made for it. a vessel devoid of independent will, stripped of all autonomy .ᐟ.ᐟ

i want you to be aware the entire time. to feel the hurt. i don’t want you to think you’re an object made for this, i want you to know that you biologically aren’t. that you had opportunities to live a good life, privilege, but this is what you get. i want you to feel every last ounce of your humanity crushing down on you, to deny you the solace of detachment, i want you to be consumed by the very thing you tried to forget. you need to think for yourself, and drown in your thoughts, and beg me to take that humanity away.

the way patients in pain crave death, i want you to crave being seen as less than. to beg to be treated like an animal, a ‘thing’ because it’s easier than this. and i still won’t give you that respite. a cycle of dehumanization and rehumanization that fluctuate on how i feel. ♱

[lightofthelivingdead]

She's a 10, but I want to kill and rape her lifeless body.

[momlested]

Love for my daughter; sharp as a knife~ 💕🖤

(sfx - not real)