thewhorehome2

[thewhorehome2]

You Are An Object. You are MY Object.

You are a thing. No longer a person. You do not get to decide what happens to you.

But, consider.

Michelangelo's David is an Object.

The Mona Lisa is an Object.

The Hope Diamond is an Object.

None of these Things get to decide what happens to or with them. But, they are beautiful, treasured, loved, priceless, and irreplaceable.

You are an Object. But you are never JUST a thing.

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Imagine being bound while one of the other pretty subs I fuck is forced to practice deep throating on a strap I put on you. Watching the tears fill their eyes as I push their head down on it, listening to them gag. Nodding and moaning against your gag when I ask you if they're doing a good job, your own dildo logged in your mouth. Would you buck a little to push your strap a little further down? How turned on would their struggles make you?

Imagine I pulled the gag out of your throat and made them suck it while they rode you. Your lips kissing around the base while they drove the base of that strap harder and harder against you. Their tears staining your face as they moan and gag.

Imagine watching as they slide that dildo gag into their hole as I pull your strap off and take your hole. Feeling them grip your hair and force you back and forth chasing the pleasure I allow them to have, the same pace you thrust into them, friendly revenge, all the while I greedily abuse your hole.

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An aesthetic that first appears to be pure and basic Heterosexuals Are At It Again, but becomes increasingly uncomfortable until you finally understand:

these babygrows (onesies) with parental professions on eBay.

An entrepreneurial sort, eBay user “justtheshirt” realized that for some people, the perfect gift for, say, the baby of a beekeeper is a onesie saying “Daddy’s Little Beekeeper.” In fact, the more obscure the profession, the more excited the customer will feel about the representation! So they took a list of All the Professions, and generated a listing for each one. If someone buys a onesie, they can stamp it with whatever the listing said - and make a rather enormous profit, on a £3 onesie, having made exactly one design and used one script. Genius!

The issue is, they didn’t curate the list. Not a single human appears to have overseen this process. So they have inadvertently created some uncomfortably themed babywear, like “Daddy’s Little Maid,” “Daddy’s Little Nightwalker,” and “Daddy’s Little Courtesan.”

The database also contained a massive proportion of obscure Medieval English professions, like “fulker” and “meader” and “whipcord maker.” (The auto-generated listing enthuses something like, “the perfect gift for a whipcord maker - or just for someone who wishes they were one!”)

There are onesies for babies whose daddies are herbalists, muleteers and sacristans.

I have come full circle in my feelings about this and now I am all in favor of dressing babies in these, as long as the profession is incredibly obscure, and the daddy in question refuses to explain anything.

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pastel ~ // treat me // // shirt shop //

[thewhorehome2]

You look stressed. Wanna bounce on my dick until you feel better??

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Thankfully I can't see all the red flags while you're riding my face

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am I gonna get in trouble for this? 👉🏼👈🏼🎈

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uups

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You know they could have anyone. You know how quickly you folded. They picked you because they love you, care about you. Believe them when they tell you.

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Just in my wee Sunday sweats x

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Every one of your holes is an urinal if you're a good enough slut

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She's my nasty girl ❤️‍🔥

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born to be groped by mutuals forced to live sinister distances away from said mutuals

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Hey come to my house. You're going to shyly give me head and tell me you aren't very experienced at it and I'm gonna pet your head and tell you we'll go slow so you can get used to it and when you open your mouth I'm gonna shove it in until your throat clicks and your nose is pressed against my stomach and all you can smell is my musk. If you wanna come over :)

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Your dick wants to play an adult game, click here.

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Stop coaching things with "I think", "idk", or "if not it's okay", especially to make some guy happy. Your tits are too big to not say things with your whole chest. Even if you have little or no titties.