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more plants 🪴

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morning routine 🌳

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O küçük zorla genişleticem

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I'm in the US, and the ragged shitpile of a political situation we've got here makes me unsure what the future holds for me in kinky spaces like this.

I don't believe that submission is in any way antifeminst. I don't think that kinks map onto RL political and ethical values in meaningful ways. I am a leftist and a feminist and a lover of every oppressed underdog there is, and what I get off to doesn't change that at all.

That said, generating the type of kink material I usually do feels a little more tenuous right now, given what we just apparently signed up for.

Might be that I disappear entirely, because forcing this kind of stuff just doesn't feel right. Might be that I dive in twice as deep, because turning your fears into your fantasies can be a way to exert a little control. Might be ten other things in between.

Point is, I have no idea. Feeling bad right now. Thought it might help to put some of these thoughts & feelings out there, both for the sake of saying them 'aloud' and because I bet some of y'all might feel the same.

Anyway: love ya, take care, be good to each other, drink some water

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My blog regularly touches on male supremacy and misogyny. I want to make clear that this is all done as a fantasy between consenting adults. Whilst it's hot to play around with dark fantasies involving subverting feminism and feminist concepts as kink I am strongly against laws and systems of oppression and concerned about the increasing legal threats to the rights of women and trans people. Trans people and women deserve bodily autonomy and access to healthcare.

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Here's something much better than the gear stick to grab on to. 🤷🏻‍♂️🔥

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My favorite part of facefucking is when he gets SO DESPERATE that his whole body is bent over me trying to get deeper in my throat. His hands are so tight in my hair. His balls are squashed against my chin. My drool dripping down onto my tits. I'm gagging, choking, crying. It's all so fucking messy and sloppy and intense as fuck. He needs my throat and he deserves it. He deserves anything that makes his cock feel good.

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The first thing you should let a Man know is what your tits look like. That way he can decide if you are worth anything to him or not.

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Being trained to such cock against your will but not forcefully.

Imagine being locked in a room. It’s comfortable, couch, chairs, carpet, even a plush bed. There’s everything you would want to keep yourself entertained with and despite there being no windows the light fluctuates in rhythm to fit the time of day. The only ominous feature (besides being locked there) is the big heavy metal door with a small panel for food deliveries and a circular panel which has yet to be opened.

Oh, and the dildo attached to one of the walls.

The dildo is, you have surmised, one of those hollowed out ones that can eject fluids. Disgusting, you muttered to yourself the first time you saw it. There’s even some clear liquid dripping from it. Thankfully the carpet absorb the droplets and it makes no sound.

However, after the first day or so you can’t help but eye it. You have gotten food, good food even, but no water. Your mouth is parched and after much debate you spent a few painstakingly slow hours collecting droplets from the dildo in a cup. For the first time in 24 hours you have a glass of water. And once the cup is empty you must have more. Shy and stubborn you lick at the dildo, might as well cut out the middle man, and after a couple of licks a click sounds and water starts flowing out. Surprised you barely think before latching on, your lips around the tip as you greedily drink down the water.

It continues like that for about a week. A little song-and-dance of licking at the dildo until it starts ejaculating precious water. And you get used to it.

Then, one day, it doesn’t work. You lick and lick and lick, but nothing happens. Perhaps it’s run out? Whoever put you in here is done playing? Or maybe you are not trying hard enough?

The last thought hits a couple of hours after the thirst and seems too logical to not try. So you take the tip in your mouth, just the first few centimetres and you almost cry with joy when the water starts flowing.

Sucking the tip works for about a week before the dildo is dry again. But this time you know what to do.

So you take a little more.

And when that stops working… You take a little more.

Two months is all it took but now you’re deep throating the dildo, slobbering and licking and sucking to keep the water flowing.

And you are so used to the motions that when the round panel in the door slides down and a cock appears you happily attend to that too.

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Now that is a gift that keeps on giving... mmmmm

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✨reblog if you are horny✨

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