#nsft please interact

[quillandink333]

I could use some more selfship pals to rp with on discord tbh

[dumplingprincessextraordinaire]

Toxic yuri

Art by @/AmiThompsonh

[sixk-mutt]

You all want a dog girlfriend until she's holding you down and forcing you to take her knot while biting the back of your neck

[show-me-urt33th]

Calling someone kid or kiddo in bed is leagues sexier than calling them baby could ever be, prove me wrong.

[promotionaldisk]

purposely getting me to age regress and then violently fucking me while i sob and moan uncontrollably because i don’t understand what’s going on

[fadedgarter]

If you're an anti who says "you deserve it" to proshippers who have been abused/raped you are supporting rapist's and abusers.

[nevadaafterdark]

-> FARMBOY ON COWBOY ACTION <3

synopsis: thinking reeeaaally hard about working on a ranch/farm and pining over one of the really hot cowboys that work the cattle..

word count: ~900

(contents: t4t ftm4ftm, pet names (farmboy, beau, shug), frotting, fingering, light bullying/degradation, slight body betrayal, dubcon, nsft)

i'm still kinda new to writing porn! feedback is appreciated <3

you've been working on a farm, or maybe a ranch. the technicalities don't matter. maybe you're doing some of the lighter work, like tending to the chickens. y'know, collecting eggs, breaking broody hens, making sure the momma hens are getting enough to eat and drink as they stay with the eggs. it's a work-intensive job, but relatively light on the body. your boots are broken in but not overly worn.

but god if you can't keep your eyes off that one cowboy that saunters around like his dick is too big to fit in his blue jeans. he rides that shire horse like he's riding into war even though he's only herding cattle. you're lucky you can dish out excuses like watching the pasture for foxes and snakes when you're looking out at the cattle fields.

and yet, of course, luck isn't always on your side. one day, he confronts you about your lingering eyes (something about "you got a lazy eye? or a lack of respect?"). you adamantly deny everything -- obviously -- if only for the sake of his ego not growing too big. sure, you've interacted before, but this is new.

he laughs and takes your hand, his callouses abrasive against your softer hands. with less effort than you think it should take, he tugs you up into the saddle, practically on his lap. he laughs against the nape of your neck, his hot breath against your skin making you dizzy.

"what's the matter, farmboy?" he mumbles, his lips brushing against your skin. it sends electric tingling down your spine. "scared to take a ride? i just wanna show you somethin', that's all."

you deny it (saying something about the other workers not being competent enough to watch for hawks, which is honest-to-god bullshit) and squirm in the saddle. he wraps an arm around your waist and hisses out a warning to stay still. he squeezes the horse's sides with his calves and you're jostled as the horse starts walking, then trotting towards the treeline.

you ask him what he thinks he's doing. he just laughs, nipping at your neck and squeezing your middle again. his fingers find your belt and fiddle with the buckle. "it's alright, shug. i ain't gonna kill you or nothin'."

after a few minutes of riding (and his fingers dipping into the waistband of your pants but laughing and taking them out when you gasp), the horse comes to a stop in a forest clearing. he lifts you off the saddle, then hops off.

he unhooks his personal bag off the horse's saddle and drapes it over his shoulder. he gives the horse's dock a light slap, and it canters off, back towards the ranch.

the clearing is nice -- there's wildflowers dotting the tall grass and a rocky crag shadowing half the clearing. he stands behind you, his hands finding your belt buckle again. you gasp, and he laughs, breathy against the shell of your ear.

you call him an asshole and he just laughs again. "oh, you don't mean that, shug. i can tell."

before you can protest, his hand dips into your pants, his fingers immediately gliding over your tdick and running the pad of his finger down your slit. he chokes back a groan. "fuck. goddammit -- you just walk around like this, huh?"

you exhale heavily and deny it. you deny it even though you're hard, even though you're dripping, even though you're fighting the instinct to buck your hips into his hand.

he grinds against your ass, his belt buckle digging into your skin as he dips a finger in you. you hiss, and he laughs. "what, don't like that, farmboy? then maybe you shouldn't be walkin' around, wet and ready and just waitin' for someone to take you."

you huff, your breath becoming more labored as he starts moving his finger. you scoff and your head falls back against his shoulder as he adds a second, rubbing the heel of his hand against your tdick with every motion. he curls his fingers, his fingertips brushing against that rough spot inside you that makes you spit and curse like a feral cat.

"fuck this," he growls under his breath. he fumbles with your belt buckle, undoing it before undoing the button of your jeans and tugging down the fly. he circles around you, undoing his own belt, button, and fly.

he flicks the body of his bag behind him, then grabs your waist with enough force to bruise and brings your hips to his. both you and him let out strangled sounds as the heads of your tdicks bump and rub against each other. he ruts against you, groaning lowly.

"goddamn, shug, you're so fuckin' hard," he manages through his whining noises. "do i do this to you? don't answer, i already know."

you hiss out something along the lines of telling him to shut the fuck up, choking back your moans. you angle your hips and grind forward. both you and him groan and curse and just rut against each other like desperate mutts.

he guides you backwards, pushing you back against the bark of a tree, still grinding against you. he pulls away a little to reach into his bag. he pulls out a strap-on, one that's thick and heavy and matches his brash personality perfectly. the harness clinks as he holds it up with a shit-eating smile.

"you ready for the main show, farmboy?"

[justaproshipwatermelonnerd]

"Porn makes you objectify women" I guarantee you it had nothing to do with the porn and all to do with you being an asshole, not taking responsibility for your actions and blaming it on something that had nothing to do with your mindset is not cool.

[iluvtboytummy]

Hmmm, thinking about force masc again...

Thinking about an older trans guy making me sit on the bathroom counter, wearing his boxers and his old t shirt. He gives me my testosterone injection, praising me the entire time, how well I take it, how handsome I'm getting, and saying how it's "fixing me". He'll then slide my boxers out of the way, and start grinding himself against my already wet cunt, right there on the bathroom counter. "See? You're getting so horny from the shot. It's exactly what your body wants. No, it's what your body needs..."

Maybe after he'll carry me out of the bathroom and toss me on the bed. He needs to fuck me like the proper faggot I am. He'll force me to cum over and over on his fingers, tongue and cock. "Think about how many times you came as a girl. I'm helping make up for lost time. Doesn't it feel better like this anyway?" My brain is barely running anymore, and all I can do is moan. If my moans are too high-pitched however, he'll spank my ass and tell me to try again. "Can't have you whimpering like a bitch. You better start groaning like the man you are."

God... need this done to me... I'll be the good boy I was meant to be <3

[punkisnthere]

I absolutely fucking love when I get back to back notifications of someone liking my posts

Kinda makes you wonder what they're doing yk

Do you just feel the need to like all of my content or are you bring a naughty little pup on the other side of the screen?

I also love when I see sfw blogs with hidden likes like my content, you hiding smthn?

I see you motherfuckers, I know what yall are up too :)

[mutilationmutt]

I bought manga today! Unexpected but very welcome..

[sixk-mutt]

When life gets you down remember you can always shove your face into a t guys cunt<33

[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. ♱

[humblepoet26]

POV: what you see before getting your brains railed out 😮‍💨

[necroseptic]

sawbones. eighteen. it/he. sadomasochist. anarcho commie. necrophile. schizoid freak

[sixk-mutt]

Need a puppy to use, wanna teach em how to be a dog and how to play. Wanna hold em down while I mount them and shove my knot inside of them so deep while they whimper and bark for me