#implied cnc

[ilubeyou]

i need someone to get me high and hit and shove and manhandle so bad it's insane. wrestle with me, pinch me, grab me and pin me down, give me a good backhand across the face. make sure i'm so high the pain feels like pleasure. make sure i'm so high i'm just a ragdoll that can't fight back.

[puppywagzz]

ftm pup sub mtf sub owner, the pup is like a guard dog and his owner is his personal chewtoy to fuck whenever however. bonus points if mtf is femme and extra extra bonus points if she's trying her hardest to get pup under control but is much too soft spoken "pup no, please? let's just wait till you get home and then you can have a treat- wait no! can we at least find somewhere secluded??"

arughh i love women, genderqueer women let me hump you

[bunnygotbuns]

Blindfold me before transforming and watching me get confused as you begin fucked ng me in your new form

[collared-pet-maid]

gods I adore my owner so much ;w; we did a scene where I got fractionated, and then was told a story about a princess...

iris is so good at making me feel helpless and pushing me in just the right ways. she's brainwashed me so that all my responses to commands are instant and she can change my feelings just by asking, and, it's incredible... I've never felt something as _good_ as submitting to her. she perfectly makes me feel helpless and controlled in just the right way...

aaa there were so many good moments in this scene it's hard to even know where to start... I got hurt a lot during the fractionation (so good), I got conversationally taken down and didn't even realize I was under until I was told to awaken... we did hypnotic breathplay!! my nightmare does an amazing job of stringing me along, giving me just enough space to react and follow while still making me feel overwhelmed and swept up in her words...

the princess story was beautifully crafted, too... it was made for me to project onto, of course, and it so beautifully tied my personal mental imagery about various things in. and then allowed her character, herself, to weave into those. to gain access to my most personal thoughts and feelings and to declare ownership over them...

I can't get her condescending voice saying "aww, you're so wet already!" or the sight of her naked in front of me out of my head... I mean, I can't get the feeling of submitting to her completely out either, but, that's been a mainstay there for a while~

I love iris so very much!!

[hersquishydyke]

Would I deserve some kink shaming if I said I want her to fuck me while she has a loaded gun at the back of my head?

[galois-catgirl]

You know, I haven't been going to the gym much lately.

And even then, I never got very strong.

And you know, HRT can cause muscle atrophy.

So what I'm saying is, if you pinned me down,

You could do whatever you want to me.

If you did it enough times, you could probably break me.

Eventually, I would probably thank you. <3

[godheadgodsent]

uh uh mmmm falling asleep with a plug in in the hopes that she decides to come home and use me when she gets off work

and if not she still has a fun way to wake me up! by making me feel empty after hours of being full :)

[dogd0m-charlie]

so I'm not very tall at all (I'm actually pretty short, like 5'3 maybe) but I'm fat and walk around a lot and love picking up and carrying things pretty often. plus i have pcos which means higher testosterone levels. so, given all that, I'm relatively pretty strong.

and god, let me tell you, it has always been sooo fucking fun for me to wrestle my cis guy friends and pick them up and run around with them all the time. it made me feel so strong and euphoric to just throw them around like that. and something i noticed about it is that they could never win against me whenever i wrestled them. and they couldn't pick me up or move me around or try to restrain me for very long either, i was too much bigger and heavier and i could easily get out of it if they tried to.

i just can't stop thinking about taking that a step further, you know... grabbing a guy who's much taller but wayyy skinnier and lankier than me and just manhandling him, showing him that his extra height means nothing around a guy who's so much stronger than him. throwing him down wherever i want and positioning him however i please, because i don't even need ropes or chains or leashes or anything like that when i can easily just keep him pinned with my body weight, because i just weigh so much more than he does. showing him that i can do absolutely whatever i want to him.

because it doesn't matter how tall you are when you're pinned to the ground or forced to stay on your knees.

[royalboi]

I'm hot? Thanks but you haven't even seen me crying as I'm struggling to take your cock yet.

[biscuitdragonwithastick]

CW: Drider Sex, Implied Somno, Implied noncon/rape, Forced Eggpreg, Unsuspecting, Aphrodisiacs, Breeding kink, Incubator Kink, Lactation

You thought you had scored big when you got to lay with a female drider. Their large breasts and dexterous bodies made for scandalous nights the stuff of legends. A check off the list for any adventurer looking to call themselves well versed in their sexual exploits.

You had smiled as the drider enraptured her body with yours, cock sure that you’d have much to brag about with your companions in the morning. That was until a sharp pain at your neck and darkness.

When you awoke, you found your belongings looted and a raging headache. The humiliation of have to trudge, naked, back to your adventuring party was more than enough to keep you quiet of what had actually happened. Their laughter and your embarrassment was what kept you distracted from the additional bloat to your middle. It was such a minute thing compared to everything else that had occurred.

It was only when you felt an ache within you that things took a turn. Your body began to feel hot. A growing need eclipsing all thought and your hole pulsing with arousal. You needed…something. It didn’t take long for you to strip for the nearest stranger you could find.

But that need didn’t go away. And neither did that weight in your middle.

You found yourself laying with your companions, becoming the whore of the party to be toyed with and used as they wished. You’d even rather be plugged with wooden recreations of the real thing than be left empty and dripping of the cum your body endlessly desired.

At last, on one fateful stop in a town, you find another drider. Male this time. The lust you’ve felt for months now clouds over your mind fully as you embrace the drider to fill you too. You hump and grind onto him as he hisses into your neck, but he doesn’t push you away.

Instead, claws dig into your shoulders as he whisks you away to the nearest bedroom. His body is as hot yours, almost like you’d melt into each other if you don’t fuck right now.

The sudden feeling of sheets against your body and the bottom half of a drider standing above you stalls you heat for just a moment. It’s then that you see the slimy cock extending beneath his spinnerets. You close your eyes and spread your legs furthest that you can. Your body needs no preparation for his inhuman cock to spear inside.

In one fluid motion, he thrusts inside like an animal. You barely register the growls he makes while the bedframe rattles against the walls. But you body is keening in response, something inside you is finally being fulfilled like nothing before.

He speaks to you, though you can barely understand a word. Something about how good of an incubator you’ve been, that it must’ve been so hard carrying “these” eggs with no one to fertilize them. You don’t understand. But it doesn’t matter. He thrusts once more inside and cums, filling you with enough cum to slosh as he grinds against you.

He pulls out then. You blush as he pushes your plug back inside to keep the cum from dribbling out. He gives you a kiss on the cheek and thanks you for being an excellent breeder before leaving.

You can’t make sense of it, but that ache is gone. Your normal again. Or so you think.

You return on you adventures, only to find with each passing week your middle grows. You try to excuse it away as weight gain – you had grown a newfound hunger since that drider – but it was harder to excuse the chest growth and sudden aching within.

Your party’s paladin was the one that gave you the news, but you still refused to believe it. It was you companions decision to stop and wait this out when it became clear you weren’t going to relax yourself.

You all rested at a remote inn, you pregnant belly large enough to prevent you from scootching your chair all the way in. You couldn’t wear your armor anymore. Now stuck wearing a borrowed shirt from barbarian orc and even the shirt was struggling contain your width.

When you all settled in for the night, the paladin offered some ointment for your breasts. He knew you were aching. Though tried to deny it, you didn’t stop him when he settled a hand under your shirt and began to rub. Your stubbornness had always made you refuse help. You couldn’t stop the groan of gratitude when ache turned dull, then gasped.

The dullness turned pleasurable. Looking down, you saw wet spots had formed were your nipples had been.

“Milk”, the paladin explains.

You don’t say a word as he lifts up your shirt and covers your breast with his mouth. The suction causes you to gasp and grab and his hair, unsure whether to pull him closer and push away.

The orc laughs at the sight, walking over with a leather canteen. He tugs on your other breast, filling the bottle while the paladin continues to suck.

“Might as well make use of your udders while we can.”

You blush and open your mouth to argue, but a fat palm grinds over your crotch and more milk spurts from your cumbersome breasts. “Breeder” is what the drider had called. You want to disagree with the word, but as your companions take turns fucking you, trading mouths over your sloshing breasts, all while your egg stuff belly jiggles and grows with each passing day, you find it hard to disagree.

[forcemasculinisation]

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(TW: Suicide)

I didn’t want to make this post, but my situation been getting worse.

If you follow me or interact with my forced masculinization posts, you are probably some sort of transmasculine or transgender.

I am transmasc myself and have recently been dealing with my abusive parents after returning home from university.

They don’t know I am transgender, and they never will.

My sibling and I want to get out. We are finding it harder to live with them, and want to life independently. We know that if we come out we will be kicked out, as they have threatened it before.

It is very possible that after university, I may be homeless. It’s hard for me to find a job as an autistic man. Even as a black trans man who doesn’t exactly pass. These things may seem trivial to some of you, but you’ll never know how hard my identity makes it for me to just survive.

I’ve considered (and attempted) suicide. I’ve considered running away. I’m scared, and my support system is currently nowhere near me because of my parents pressuring me to stay at their house.

I want to be able to pay for top surgery, get out of this house, and start looking for ways to get testosterone.

Even £1 is fine. £5, I’d be grateful for. Anything helps.

I don’t even think this will spread as far as my other posts did, but if you see this, please just like or reblog.

And please don’t give unless you really have the money to spare. I feel bad enough that I’m asking, but again, anything helps.

PayPal: @lathanml

Thank you for reading this far.

[playfully-sadistic]

Hi, subs, how are you doing today? Already thought about a dom's heavy, fast breathing and hearing them mutter "fuck" under their breath while they keep you pressed tightly against the dirty floor tiles to have their way with you, and you curse and struggle to at least show the minimum of resistance, so the wet spot between your legs is slightly less embarrassing? No? Well, you're welcome.

[royalboi]

Of course I thought I had a chance when we started play-fighting. I thought finally I'd get to be on top. But now here I am, upper body pressed to the ground. Your boot is making sure I won't just get up against your wishes. It feels solid and rough against my now naked back—you decided that my clothing would look better ripped off of my body.

And despite everything—despite the tears in my eyes and the bruises on my body—I can't help but moan. I am so easy and pathetic it makes you laugh.

[puppygator]

No one pays attention/knows me so fuck it horny for character moment.

He makes me violent. I know he makes the stupidest fucking noises while getting fucked. I want to see the way his face screws up as he pretends to hate it. Go stupid and pathetic with a cock in his ass and my tongue down his throat. Spank him till he cries and then hold him down and suck him off.

[softistdom]

tying a vibrator to them while i beat them so they associate pain with pleasure