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[ittybittyemmyy]

Hmmmmmmm

Asking you to go on a hike with me, telling you about this beautiful spot I found and telling you how much you would love it. Once we begin our hike we walk for a few miles, and we get to a place where I tell you we have to go off the trail to find the spot I was telling you about. I tell you to follow closely so nothing bad happens to you, and you agree. We walk a bit longer off trail and we stop to take a break, I ask you if you want to smoke a get high, and you get excited and say yes. I light up a joint, giving it to you, making sure you take multiple hits. I only take a few hits and you end up smoking most of it, you smoked way too much, your brain is fuzzy, your memory is foggy. You couldn’t navigate back if you tried. We get up and walk a bit further, I’m leading you deep into the woods. Once I feel we’re far enough away from the trail, we take another break. As you’re sitting down, resting. I pounce on you, grabbing you tightly, putting my hand over your nose and mouth, and I whisper into your ear “I’ve been waiting a very long time to do this” as I pull your shorts down, you didn’t wear panties, making it very easy for me. I pull my cock out and shove it into you, you let out a cry as I struggle to get it inside of you, and I tell you “don’t worry sweetheart, you’ll get wet soon” as I start thrusting into you. Your body goes limp, as your brain breaks, as you break, allowing me to effortlessly use your holes. As I’m fucking you harder and harder, your brain breaks more, you start moaning, you start finding pleasure in being used. I knew you would like it. I take my hand off of your mouth and just enjoy your sounds as I stretch and abuse your hole for my pleasure, groping your tits, kissing on your neck, praising you for taking my cock like a good girl. I start getting close to finishing, I start throbbing inside of you, letting out moans and grunts, you feel me cum inside of you, you feel all sticky and used. I pull my cock out and you feel my cum pour out of your hole onto the ground. As you lay there limp and broken I throw you a rag and tell you to clean up quickly because we have to start walking back. You have no choice but to follow me back, you have absolutely no idea where you are without me.

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Sitting in a cgs lap squirming while you need to pee so they just start rubbing the front of your diaper and cooing in your ear to let go. The embarrassment of the crinkles mixed with the pleasure of rubbing and the teasing words plus the desperation of needing to go so badly. The hiss of pee hitting your diaper as you let go, the warmth filling it and your cg just praising good boy/girl as they continue to rub your diaper.

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*waddles in in a droopy soggy messy Diapee and crawls on the bed ready to make humpies while looking up at you* Ughhhh a dream to do with Daddy 🤭💓

Oh? You don't wanna be a person anymore? You wanna be a plushie so you get cuddled and hugged all the time? Ok, you're my plushie now, *pushes you on the bed* now you have to hold still and not say a word, I have another pathetic slut I have to embarrass by making her hump a stuffed animal for my enjoyment and I've decided you're the stuffed animal.

[ittybittyemmyy]

Damn.... I didn't know that could be hot 😅

[Found out that (consensual) gaslighting can be fun, thanks to my cute lady friend.]

“Touch yourself for me, sweetheart.”

“O-okay, Sir.”

“Does it feel good?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You want this, don’t you?”

“Touching myself? Yes, Sir.”

“And that’s why you’re continuing to touch yourself, right?”

“I-I… think so? But I’m touching myself because you told me to…?”

“Do you really think I have any power over you, my love? Who’s in control of your fingers right now?”

“I… am?”

“So… who is it that wants you to touch yourself? Mhm?”

“... Me, Sir?”

“Good girl. You’re learning.”

“Thank you, Sir, but what’s this got to do with-”

“Why are you continuing to touch yourself, my love?”

“Because you told me, Sir?”

“I only told you to touch yourself once. I didn’t tell you to keep touching yourself.”

“I’m… So I’m touching myself because I want to?”

“You tell me, sweetheart. Do you want to continue playing with yourself?”

“... Yes, Sir, I do.”

“And why is that, my love?”

“Because it feels good… Sir.”

“What feels good, my love?”

“Touching myself feels really good, Sir.”

“Say it again.”

“Touching myself feels really good, Sir.”

“And again.”

“Touching myself feels really fucking good, Sir.”

“And so why are you touching yourself, my love?”

“Because touching myself feels so, so, so good, Sir!”

“But did you ask me for permission to touch yourself?”

“I… I… I don’t know, Sir. I think I-... Didn’t you tell me to touch myself?”

“Oh, you silly little slut. You’ve already forgotten? You’re touching yourself because it feels ‘so, so, so’ good.”

“I’m sorry, Sir, I’m sorry. Please don’t punish me. Please, I won’t do it again!”

“Sweetheart, you know what you need to do, don’t you? Slap yourself for me, my love.”

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Mommy was always so encouraging every time she sat you down on the plastic potty. She was always saying how important it was that you should start learning potty training sometime, even if you just started by sitting down on the potty and using your diapers if you felt like you needed ‘to go’.

It didn’t matter how much you fussed and told Mommy that you didn’t need to make a mess, she always insisted you sit down and try. There was no way of escaping it.

You’d have to sit there for a full ten minutes (in front of a window which made things even more humiliating) trying to push, grunting, and squeezing your fists. You always want to make a dirty mess on the potty because you know much it’ll make mommy happy, but it’s almost like she knows to bring it out when you don’t need to go.

The most humiliating time was when you were apparently being “too fussy” at one of Mommy’ parties so she sat you down on the potty in the corner so you could ‘use all your focus on potty training rather than being a silly fussy little girly!”. Another time when you and Mommy were alone, you were sat down desperately trying to push when there was a knock at the Door and a delivery man dropped off a whole shipment of diaper for you… it was obvious Mommy didn’t hold out any hopes for you making it very far, and the delivery man left knowing exactly who those diapers were for.

Mind you, nothing was worse than that time Mommy let you stand up, took the potty away from under you and just opened the cupboard to put it away when you suddenly felt the grumbles in your tummy. You waddled over to her shouting “Mommy… Mommy”. She turned around with the potty in her hand just in time to see you squatting down and pushing a warm thick mess into the seat of your pants and then start tearing up because you couldn’t have done it on the potty for Mommy.

“I’m sure you’ll manage it one day, Kiddo!”

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“princess, why doesn’t daddy check your pull-up before you sit on the couch. we wouldn’t want anymore leaks on the furniture, right super soaker?”

your cheeks go pink as you stomp your legs.

it’s not fair! daddy held off changing you this morning, leaving you in a wet nighttime diaper. oblivious to your bladders needs, you ended up flooding your diaper past capacity and soaking the armchair you were sitting on. you were so busy watching cartoons, you didn’t even notice until daddy came to get you.

needless to say, your bottom is still sore from this morning and you glare at the cushion still airing out across the room.

“i’m dry daddy! i’m a big girl, i know when i potty!”

you scoff as daddy tries to hold back a laugh.

“awe, is that right munchkin? you’re definitely dry, huh? not even a little wet?”

daddy crosses his arms, still trying to hold back laughter.

you reach down to your pull-up to exaggerate how sure you are.

“yeah! i’m totally dry-“

you feel the padding squelch against your crotch.

what the fuck?? you don’t even remember going!!!

the padding is hot against your palm, you literally had to have just gone while daddy was talking! how did you not notice?

“something the matter princess? is your pamper not as dry as you thought?”

daddy smirks as you look up at him, shock written all over your beet red face. you can’t even respond to him.

“awe, is someone loosing their potty training? seems like those hypnosis tracks really are working.”

your heart beat gets faster.

“what hypnosis??”

you had only brought up your hypnosis kink once to him, he seemed to brush it off at the time so you never spoke about it after that.

“well, a little birdy told me all about how you wanted to become a fully obedient diaper dependent baby girl! so, as your daddy, i learned a bit about hypnosis and slipped just a few little triggers in while you were in dreamland.”

you stare at him, dumbfounded. how didn’t you notice you were being hypnotized?

“let’s try another one out hm? why don’t you make daddy a present in your diaper?

you feel your stomach bubble, as you feel your sphincter completely relax.

all you can do is feel the back of your pull-up in horror as the mess slides out of you.

you try your hardest to clench down, anything to try an stop it, but nothing happens. you truly feel like a potty training failure as the mess fills the seat of your pull-up.

“oh no! did the little baby make a boom boom in her pull-up? how naughty! you’re definitely not ready for potty training.”

you whine, feeling the pull-up hang low between your legs as your mess begins to cool.

“let’s try out one more! icky diaper-butts aren’t allowed on furniture, so go on the floor like a good baby. you heard me princess, sit.”

you feel your legs collapse beneath you, slamming your butt against the cold hard floor, spreading your poopy throughout your whole pull-up.

you try getting up, moving in anyway so you don’t have to be in your mess but nothing happens. your legs feel like lead, all you end up doing is squirming in your mess.

you feel yourself start to cry. you’re sitting on the floor, pull-up full front to back, and have absolutely no control over your own potty training.

“oh, it’s okay potty pants! daddy will change you before bed! for now, just relax and watch your cartoons! be careful not to wet or make any more presents!”

you whimper, feeling your muscles completely relax. all you can do is cry as you fill your pull-up past capacity.

as is leaks onto the floor, you have a feeling you won’t be seeing pull-ups, god forbid bug girl underwear for quite a while.

[ittybittyemmyy]

I like being told

I like being told I am yours.

I like being told I am a good girl.

I even like being told I am a baby, but I will deny it .

I like being told that I can’t do something or that I need to do something, even if I argue it.

I like being told to wear a certain something, wether its a shirt, bow, diaper etc .

I like being held .

I like being changed .

I like being bathed .

I like being read to .

I like being sung to, especially our song .

I like being bottle fed when I’m sleepy or upset.

I like having my hair washed, brushed , and braided or put up.

I like being snuggled, cuddled, and held.

I like being hugged .

I like my hair being petted and tucked behind my ears.

I like kisses, on my lips, cheeks,forehead,nose, paci, shoulders,tummy, and princess parts.

I like being put down for a nap , even if I fight it .

I like playing near you while you work .

I like playing with you at the park .

I like being reminded to eat or drink water.

I like being reminded to get some sleep .

I like being reminded to wear a pullup or diaper , even if it makes me super blushy.

But they’re always better when they come from you 😊.

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I am to a big girl!!

Okay then princess lift up your shirt for Daddy and lemme see how big of a girl you really are.

hmm oh what's this?? A thickly soaked Pamper between your thighs where a Woman would have panties?

Hmmm looks like a little girl to me baby now cmon it's time for a change and then you can go toddle off and play with your toys little girl

Come see more of Emmys soaked pampies ⬇️

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How did you get here?

Tummy swollen, tits aching, attached to this machine. It was just a fantasy, a fun little daydream, but the cuffs around your wrists and ankles are now so presently real.

You squirm and tug, but you aren't trying to escape. You just want more pressure, more pleasure, more stimulation. You aren't sure when you gave up, but you're sure that it felt amazing at the time.

Another pink flash draws your tired eyes back to the spiral. A frantic stream of preprogrammed thoughts floods your otherwise simple mind.

IamaGoodGirl.GoodGirlsdon'tthink.GoodGirlssinkdowndeep.DeeponDaddy'scock.Daddy'scock.Daddy'scock.NeedDaddy'scock.Needtosinkdeep.Needtohumprubfuckbreed.Needtoplease.Needtowatch.Obedienceispleasure.Daddyispleasure.NothingfeelsbetterthanpleasingDaddy.Nothing.Nothing.Nothing.

Nothing...

Some distant part of you is aware of just how blank you look. Your mouth is open, tongue hanging out, drooling on your tits as the spiral fucks you stupid. That part of you can appreciate just how far you've fallen, how much you've given up to be here. You might have even regretted it if it wasn't so fucking hot, if it didn't make you clench and hump and leak knowing that you've lost all control.

A green flash snatches your attention away. You can feel the spiral drilling deep into your core. It's only a matter of time before that distant part of you is close enough to be dragged beneath the current of Good Girl thoughts you're being fed.

Daddyknowsbest.Daddy'sincontrol.Daddytellsmewhattothink.Daddycontrolsmymind.Daddycontrolsmyneedyholes.Daddycontrolsme.IneedDaddy.IloveDaddy.IobeyDaddyinallthings.IserveDaddyfirst.IexisttopleaseDaddy.IgiveeverythingtoDaddy.Daddyismyfuture.JustDaddy.OnlyDaddy.AlwaysDaddy.

You can sense me at the edge of your vision. You're either too tired or too addicted to tear your eyes from the screen, but a sudden click and absence of sensation makes your back arch as you strain against your bonds. A year ago, you would have been mortified at the sounds you're making now, but Daddy didn't leave you with enough dignity to care.

Another pink flash. Another pretty girl strapped to Daddy's chair. She looks so blank, so broken, so beautifully brainwashed. You feel the flood of thoughts crashing down around you, but something shines through the lust-drunk fog. You strain to look down and catch sight of her, the girl on the screen, eyes glazed over, her warm, wet tongue eagerly pressed into your sensitive folds as your brain just breaks and you get dragged under.

GoodGirlsmakemoreGoodsGirls.Licksuckfuckedgecum.Watchlearnacceptandobey.Shelost.Ilost.We'relosttogether.Giveup.Givein.Goodlittleloser.Goodlittleslut.Feedhermylust.Feedhermymilk.Feedhermycum.Fuckherprettyface.Progressherprogramming.Progressmyprogramming.Brainwashingisgoodforme.Thespiralisgoodforme.Thisaddictionisgoodforme.Iammindless.Iamhelpless.Iamblank.Iamobedient.Iamjustlikeher.Ilovebeingjustlikeher.Iwillfuck.Iwillbreed.Iwillobey.GoodGirlsmakemoreGoodGirls.

At some point the image changes to the live feed of you desperately rolling your hips and babbling every thought I've fucked into your mind. You won't remember the details, but the next time Daddy bends you over, you'll take it like a Good Girl. Because that's all you'll ever be now. Isn't that right, little one?

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I wish someone could like turn up my emotional sensitivity until I was a cry baby over everything and needed a grown up to help with even the smallest little problem

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“I’m not a whore!” She protests to her group of friends. The crowd looks at her, dumbfounded by her adverse reaction.

One of them breaks the silence. “Look, I’m not trying to offend you, but you’ve literally had sex with everybody here.” The girl pouts. Another man chimes in: “I haven’t had sex with her.”

“She told us last week that she sucked your dick in a nightclub bathroom.” He replies. “Well, yeah, fair enough.” The man admits. “Oral sex definitely counts.” One of the women jumps into the conversation. “Obviously, or it wouldn’t count for us girlies.” Another woman adds on with a shrug: “I just fucked her with my strap.” The group laughs. “Oooh, can I borrow that next time?”

The girl blushes. “That doesn’t make me a whore…” She mumbles, feeling called out. The woman carries on. “There’s nothing wrong with it, but if you take your panties off the second someone asks you for a threesome, you might be a slut.” The first man snaps his fingers. “That reminds me, remember when we asked to gangbang you? I’ve never seen anyone strip so quickly.”

“Damn, you guys got to gangbang her? Where was I?” The friend she sucked off in a toilet stall feigns insult. “You were out of town. Next time for sure.” The other man assures him. Shifting awkwardly in her seat, the girl is painfully aware of how wet she is from the conversation. “I just like free-use…” She whimpers pathetically.

“Oh, honey, we know.” The woman sitting next to her explains sarcastically. “When you ‘accidentally’ upload a video of you having sex to the group chat and ‘don’t know how to delete it’, people figure those things out.” The crowd bursts into laughter again. The girl wonders if she could get away with rubbing her pussy right now.

“I forgot about that! God, there’s so many stories. How about that Halloween when she dressed up like a ‘rope bunny’? All those fancy shibari ties, the bunny ears, nothing else?” The man mimics ears behind the girl’s head. “Don’t forget the time we all went camping and she ‘forgot’ to pack clothes.” As the group recounts their favorite stories about the girl, she rubs her thighs together, desperate to not prove their point.

“Any other good stories?” The man addresses the group. “Oh, not really a story, but…” Says one of the women. “…While she’s pretending she’s not a whore, what’s the deal with you pretending to be straight? You’ve fucked more women than I have.” The girl bursts out another protest. “I like guys! I just don’t want to not have sex with women, too!” Rolling her eyes, the woman explains to her with a condescending tone. “That’s called bisexual, honey…”

“My favourite story is the time I asked her to be my dog for a week…” The girl hops up from her seat. If she hears any more, she won’t be able to keep herself from touching her pussy. “Nooo! Don’t say it!” She begs him to not tell everyone. “…she really committed to it. Collared all the time, on her hands and knees, walkies, eating from a bowl, training her to do tricks. She never broke character. I’ve never seen someone as happy as when I put her in a kennel.” The girl’s legs tremble as she leans against the table for support.

“That’s a great idea. Usually, I just do blindfold and handcuffs, then edge the fuck out of her.” A woman regales the group with her story. “One time, I was sitting on her face after edging her for hours. While she was licking my pussy, I told her that I was never going to let her cum again. No joke, she came right then and there. I swear I wasn’t touching her pussy, tits, nothing, just grinding myself on her face. She came just from eating me out.” The woman points at the girl. “Because you’re bisexual. Or pan or something, I don’t care.”

“Call me vanilla, but I mostly just use her for porn. I swear I have a terabyte of videos of her by now. I still send her a clip every morning just to tease her. Haven’t had to repeat a clip even once, that’s how much I have. Hey, what clip did I send you this morning?” He asks the girl. “Umm, I think I’m, like, giving some guy head…?” She mumbles. “Right, the gloryhole. Those ones kinda end up the same.”

“While we’re on the topic: Sometimes she’s covered in bruises…? Who’s doing that?” A man and a woman raise their hands at the same time, then laugh. “Oh, you too?” The woman smiles. “It’s not my fault, you know how bratty she gets. The belt is the only thing that keeps her in line.” The man ponders her response. “A belt, eh? I usually just use my hands. The personal touch, you know?”

“Personally, I like to put a remote vibrator in her and have her go around doing stuff while I play with it. I bet she gets wet every time she goes into a grocery store now.” One woman calmly explains. The man across the table gets excited. “I do something similar, I cum on her face before we go out. We should collaborate.”

“I guess I’m not too kinky, I just have anal sex with her.” The man jokingly addresses the nightclub friend. “Don’t worry man, I haven’t had sex with her pussy, either.” The girl volunteers some more information. “You don’t just have anal with me, you always start right when I come over and… make me leave right after…” She clamps her mouth shut. “Oh, yeah. I guess that is a kink. Objectification or something.”

“I love being really really mean to her.” Another friend puts her face close to the girl. “And she loves it too. Isn’t that right, you dumb slut? Pathetic little girl. Listen to all these people who use you as a fucktoy, just admit that you’re a whore. Everybody knows that’s all you’re good for. Worthless slut, filthy little cum dump.” The woman hisses into her ear. The girl blushes bright pink. “…n- no…” She nods her head as she denies it.

“What about you? Just the nightclub thing?” A woman asks the only person at the table who hasn’t used her pussy. He hangs his head in his hands dramatically. “I think… I need a job with less travel…” Everyone laughs at his theatrics. The man stands and moves next to the whimpering girl. Her eyes widen as he takes out his cock and starts to stroke it. “I guess I should make up for lost time.”

The girl instinctively throws her body on the table and hikes up her dress. Her panties are a soggy mess; a huge wet patch from her pussy starting to reach up to her ass. Pulling them down halfway, the needy girl pushes herself towards his hard cock. He touches his head against her hole, then points himself upwards, grinding the length of his shaft against her body. “Nuh-uh.” He teases “Admit it, first.”

The girls head is spinning. Insanely horny, she tries to get his cock inside her. She whimpers as his dick is pulled away. “Say it. Come on.” She looks around at her friends. “ookie… fine… I’m a whore…” The crowd cheers as the man slides his cock into her pussy. The girl pushes back, burying him inside her on the first thrust. She cums immediately, while her friends laugh at her.

Her drool drips onto the table, her cum drips onto her panties. “I’m a whore. I’m a whore. I’m a whore.” Someone pulls her dress off. Another person points their phone at her. Another shoves their fingers in her mouth. Another grabs onto her breast. One leaves to go find her dog collar. The man fucking her pushes his thumb into her ass for a firm grip. The girl starts to cum again. Her voice is almost inaudible in the commotion.

“I’m a whore. I’m a whore. I’m a whore.”

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“I’m not a whore!” She protests to her group of friends. The crowd looks at her, dumbfounded by her adverse reaction.

One of them breaks the silence. “Look, I’m not trying to offend you, but you’ve literally had sex with everybody here.” The girl pouts. Another man chimes in: “I haven’t had sex with her.”

“She told us last week that she sucked your dick in a nightclub bathroom.” He replies. “Well, yeah, fair enough.” The man admits. “Oral sex definitely counts.” One of the women jumps into the conversation. “Obviously, or it wouldn’t count for us girlies.” Another woman adds on with a shrug: “I just fucked her with my strap.” The group laughs. “Oooh, can I borrow that next time?”

The girl blushes. “That doesn’t make me a whore…” She mumbles, feeling called out. The woman carries on. “There’s nothing wrong with it, but if you take your panties off the second someone asks you for a threesome, you might be a slut.” The first man snaps his fingers. “That reminds me, remember when we asked to gangbang you? I’ve never seen anyone strip so quickly.”

“Damn, you guys got to gangbang her? Where was I?” The friend she sucked off in a toilet stall feigns insult. “You were out of town. Next time for sure.” The other man assures him. Shifting awkwardly in her seat, the girl is painfully aware of how wet she is from the conversation. “I just like free-use…” She whimpers pathetically.

“Oh, honey, we know.” The woman sitting next to her explains sarcastically. “When you ‘accidentally’ upload a video of you having sex to the group chat and ‘don’t know how to delete it’, people figure those things out.” The crowd bursts into laughter again. The girl wonders if she could get away with rubbing her pussy right now.

“I forgot about that! God, there’s so many stories. How about that Halloween when she dressed up like a ‘rope bunny’? All those fancy shibari ties, the bunny ears, nothing else?” The man mimics ears behind the girl’s head. “Don’t forget the time we all went camping and she ‘forgot’ to pack clothes.” As the group recounts their favorite stories about the girl, she rubs her thighs together, desperate to not prove their point.

“Any other good stories?” The man addresses the group. “Oh, not really a story, but…” Says one of the women. “…While she’s pretending she’s not a whore, what’s the deal with you pretending to be straight? You’ve fucked more women than I have.” The girl bursts out another protest. “I like guys! I just don’t want to not have sex with women, too!” Rolling her eyes, the woman explains to her with a condescending tone. “That’s called bisexual, honey…”

“My favourite story is the time I asked her to be my dog for a week…” The girl hops up from her seat. If she hears any more, she won’t be able to keep herself from touching her pussy. “Nooo! Don’t say it!” She begs him to not tell everyone. “…she really committed to it. Collared all the time, on her hands and knees, walkies, eating from a bowl, training her to do tricks. She never broke character. I’ve never seen someone as happy as when I put her in a kennel.” The girl’s legs tremble as she leans against the table for support.

“That’s a great idea. Usually, I just do blindfold and handcuffs, then edge the fuck out of her.” A woman regales the group with her story. “One time, I was sitting on her face after edging her for hours. While she was licking my pussy, I told her that I was never going to let her cum again. No joke, she came right then and there. I swear I wasn’t touching her pussy, tits, nothing, just grinding myself on her face. She came just from eating me out.” The woman points at the girl. “Because you’re bisexual. Or pan or something, I don’t care.”

“Call me vanilla, but I mostly just use her for porn. I swear I have a terabyte of videos of her by now. I still send her a clip every morning just to tease her. Haven’t had to repeat a clip even once, that’s how much I have. Hey, what clip did I send you this morning?” He asks the girl. “Umm, I think I’m, like, giving some guy head…?” She mumbles. “Right, the gloryhole. Those ones kinda end up the same.”

“While we’re on the topic: Sometimes she’s covered in bruises…? Who’s doing that?” A man and a woman raise their hands at the same time, then laugh. “Oh, you too?” The woman smiles. “It’s not my fault, you know how bratty she gets. The belt is the only thing that keeps her in line.” The man ponders her response. “A belt, eh? I usually just use my hands. The personal touch, you know?”

“Personally, I like to put a remote vibrator in her and have her go around doing stuff while I play with it. I bet she gets wet every time she goes into a grocery store now.” One woman calmly explains. The man across the table gets excited. “I do something similar, I cum on her face before we go out. We should collaborate.”

“I guess I’m not too kinky, I just have anal sex with her.” The man jokingly addresses the nightclub friend. “Don’t worry man, I haven’t had sex with her pussy, either.” The girl volunteers some more information. “You don’t just have anal with me, you always start right when I come over and… make me leave right after…” She clamps her mouth shut. “Oh, yeah. I guess that is a kink. Objectification or something.”

“I love being really really mean to her.” Another friend puts her face close to the girl. “And she loves it too. Isn’t that right, you dumb slut? Pathetic little girl. Listen to all these people who use you as a fucktoy, just admit that you’re a whore. Everybody knows that’s all you’re good for. Worthless slut, filthy little cum dump.” The woman hisses into her ear. The girl blushes bright pink. “…n- no…” She nods her head as she denies it.

“What about you? Just the nightclub thing?” A woman asks the only person at the table who hasn’t used her pussy. He hangs his head in his hands dramatically. “I think… I need a job with less travel…” Everyone laughs at his theatrics. The man stands and moves next to the whimpering girl. Her eyes widen as he takes out his cock and starts to stroke it. “I guess I should make up for lost time.”

The girl instinctively throws her body on the table and hikes up her dress. Her panties are a soggy mess; a huge wet patch from her pussy starting to reach up to her ass. Pulling them down halfway, the needy girl pushes herself towards his hard cock. He touches his head against her hole, then points himself upwards, grinding the length of his shaft against her body. “Nuh-uh.” He teases “Admit it, first.”

The girls head is spinning. Insanely horny, she tries to get his cock inside her. She whimpers as his dick is pulled away. “Say it. Come on.” She looks around at her friends. “ookie… fine… I’m a whore…” The crowd cheers as the man slides his cock into her pussy. The girl pushes back, burying him inside her on the first thrust. She cums immediately, while her friends laugh at her.

Her drool drips onto the table, her cum drips onto her panties. “I’m a whore. I’m a whore. I’m a whore.” Someone pulls her dress off. Another person points their phone at her. Another shoves their fingers in her mouth. Another grabs onto her breast. One leaves to go find her dog collar. The man fucking her pushes his thumb into her ass for a firm grip. The girl starts to cum again. Her voice is almost inaudible in the commotion.

“I’m a whore. I’m a whore. I’m a whore.”

[ittybittyemmyy]

my boyfriend mentioned threesomes

i can’t get it out of my head. the idea of being relentlessly used, fucked from behind by my boyfriend with his friends cock in my throat, grabbed at and held and hurt by two pairs of hands? being pushed back and forth between them as they thrust, and unable to escape as moving further from him causes the other to bury himself so much deeper inside me? just the idea of being used, degraded, pleasuring two men at once is everything. the idea of him allowing someone else to use me like the pretty slut that i am? and punishing me for it sexually? god.

even better- being offered up to his entire friend group. being brought away on the trips so they can get high (and get me high; make my head all fuzzy so all i can think of is being an obedient slvt) and all take turns playing with me, undressing me, pinning me down and making me helpless. one fucking me from behind as one fucks my throat and another gets off watching as i move my hand up and down his cock. him letting them all finish inside me so he can watch me squirm and cry for him, just to get turned on enough to fuck me again and prolong my overstimulation. the idea of them all getting off, cumming on my tits or my stomach, grabbing and touching roughly just so he will fuck me harder when we’re back home.

[ittybittyemmyy]

Reblog if you’re forced to wear diapers

Or if you just like wearing diapers

[ittybittyemmyy]

A big fantasy of mine is to get strapped up in front of a camera. I can't move, and there's a toy attached to a machine in front of me. My legs are spread.

Above me, I can see two screens. There's a pretty pink spiral on the main one directly in my view. On the second screen is a spiral and a stream chat.

The camera turns on, and a livestream starts. I am being broadcasted to thousands of strangers.

Someone in the chat donates $5. The timer starts counting down 5 minutes. The machine in front of me whirrs to life, pushing a large dildo into my pussy. It thrusts in and out of me slowly, as I gasp and moan and struggle against my binding.

At the end of the 5 minutes, the machine stops and I'm able to regain some of my composure. But only for a moment. Another donation comes in, the timer resetting itself. The machine starts fucking me again.

Images flash on the spiralling screen and I stare at it. I don't know why I want to watch it, but I do. Soon enough, I'm a drooling, stupid mess, getting fucked on and off for who knows how long.

Donation after donation floods the stream, the timer unable to hit zero before another donation resets it.

How long have I been fucked by this machine now? An hour? 10 hours? A day, a week?

The stream milks orgasm after orgasm out of me. What ever protest I was making has now melted into sweet, loud moans. I'm not even aware I'm begging for more.

After countless more orgasms, I've lost the ability to speak. I just smile and moan, cumming over and over and over again.

Finally, the donations slow down. The machine slows to a stop one last time, not that I'm aware of it. The last of my audience witnesses someone walk into view of the camera, and clip a collar around my neck. This is my new life

[ittybittyemmyy]

A double date where all goes well, laughing and joking together as the night goes on until we eventually go back to the same apartment together afterwards. Everything seems normal, and you barely notice the knowing smirks your date exchanges with the other couple.

You quickly become the the object of conversation. We all joke and laugh about how cute you are, and how lucky your date is to have you. Before you know it, your date is offering your body to be inspected, wanting to to show off just how good of a catch you are. A pretty whore like you always deserves to be the center of attention after all. You're being groped, your ass is playfully slapped, as your date laughs cruelly and energetically tears your clothes off. Your exposed holes are gleefully poked and prodded. There are fingers probing your mouth. Your date is manhandeling you, roughly forcing you onto your knees and your tying your hands tightly behind you. A perfect little doll totally vunerable and on display.

Soon you're being fucked by all three of us. Your ass is spanked ruthlessly as you're pegged from behind. Your date pushes your head down making you gag on a cock. A vibe is pressed against you while your hair is pulled and you're made to eat your date's ass. You're fucked until your pleasure doesn't even seem to matter anymore. You're nothing but an object to be used. A fleshlight. A toy. A thing.

You're left tied in the corner, with a plug in your ass and your body drenched in spit and cum, made to watch as your the others fuck each other, your date constantly making eye contact and smiling at you. Only when everyone has cum are you allowed to cum out and clean up the sticky mess left over from the night's events. Use your tongue like a good bitch.