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do you like hurting me? do you enjoy hearing my whines and whimpers? what about watching me struggle and wince in pain? does it turn you on when you spank my ass? and when you slap my face? or when you crush my wrists? do you like hurting me? does it make you leak when i thank you after you do? do you think the marks you leave on me look pretty? the scratches? the bites? the bruises? what about the tears running down my face? are you proud of me? am I being a good little pain slut for you?

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It is literally crazy how often people will, without a hint of irony, say shit like "if you are into cnc/intox/somno/incest/etc I'll fucking kill you/kill yourself/you should fucking die" all in a million variations and it's like damn, looks like someone is really thinking about inflicting violence, you could even say perhaps fantasizing about it, quite a lot. But don't worry you're wayyy better than those filthy degenerates because unlike them, you don't ask for consent before telling them to kill themselves, negotiate boundaries prior, keep channels of communication open, and care for them afterwards and strengthen the relationship. No you're sooo much more moral than them cause you actually just want them to die. No further reflection needed 👍

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I am literally begging you to have limits. You can be depraved and kinky and all that, but please let yourself have limits, for your own wellbeing and health. There is not a single person alive that is okay with everything that could possibly be thrown at them. I say this especially for younger people, like freshly 18 year olds. Yes, you're an adult, you are allowed to engage in kink, but that doesn't mean that you won't be taken advantage of because of your inexperience. There are predatory people out here who jump on young people who don't know any better and don't know how to stand up for their boundaries. Please take care of yourself

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you bring your mommy GF home for the holidays, and it's a little awkward. neither of you really like that you have to call her your girlfriend while there, but your parents wouldn't understand. If they'd understood you maybe you wouldn't...

...

It's not worth rehashing right now. You go home because you always do. Your relationship with your parents is a bit tense, but it's acceptable. and this is what people do, right? go home? you do it because you're supposed to. because they'd be upset if you didn't. because going is easier then dealing with the fallout...

maybe.

they're pleasant, but interrogative. They can't stop asking questions. details, personal things of your partner that they have no right to know. you try and interfere, but you don't know how to tell them no. you never have. But she's strong. her strength, her will, is part of why you love her. she withstands their barrage with more dignity then you would've. she doesn't seem bothered. they're not the first.

That first night wears on, the alcohol getting everyone through the uneasy tension that seems to linger just out of sight. you feel small. its one thing to deal with them on your own, it's another to be witnessed. it's another to see your little home world through your partners eyes. none of it is quite what you remember anymore.

as the night winds down, the first slip finally happens. it's not you or her, but them. one of them makes a comment, something so casual and offhand that by the time the last word has left their lips they've forgotten the rest. but it lodges in your heart. it slowly creeps through you brain and traps you in a tiny cage. a pattern, a cycle present all your life, a fear you know you can't show because they couldn't understand. because they put it there. you change. you shut down. you keep talking, but there's nothing left in your voice.

they don't see it. they do, but they don't know. it's normal. it's you. it's what they know of you. it's how you react when words are said, and in their eyes it means nothing anymore. She sees it though. suddenly the person she came here with is gone and this weird, timid, joyless shell is babbling on next to her. Her hand on your back roots you again, and you fall quiet as the others talk. She winds the conversation to a close, prompts a goodnight from the room, and gently guides you back to your room.

it's changed. it's not yours anymore. if it ever was. it never really felt like your space, they were always in and out, it was really just the room where you slept. anything that was yours was hidden, tucked in the backs of drawers or shoved under your mattress. privacy was earned through subterfuge. Now that you're gone, that you've been away for years, it's just another space. an office, a den, some quiet space. it's completely different. it's exactly the same. it's just as much yours as it ever was.

she helps you undress and lays you down on the fold-out couch where your bed used to be. you can still hear them outside. the walls were always thin. you learned to cry silently. you still do. you're doing it now. she pulls the blankets over you both and holds onto you tight as you cling to her. you forgot. you forgot that this is what is was like. you knew it was bad, but the nostalgia of childhood is still powerful. you forgot how much it hurt to go home.

her hand glides gently through your hair. it traces little circles on your back and drifts back and forth across your shoulders. the lights are off, the sun is set, the world is dark. it smells like her. you cling to her as your mind begins to float through that abyss. she leans in to you. her breath is hot against your cheek. her voice soft in your ear. her whisper a bare mote above silence.

"I would've raised you better."

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You could deepthroat elf ears btw

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me: *exhaling massive bong rip* "fuucckk im hungry lol"

my traditional liveried english butler who lives in my apartment and works for free (its a fetish for him): "does sir wish to have her baconator and nuggets now?"

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XユーザーのParoro 🇨🇱🐙さん: 「👁👁👁 onlookers https://t.co/fm1Rb1VQHa」 / X

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Trans Penis: Fire frott with me

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Tortoiseshell Shibari beginner guide! This started out as a little pose study and ended up spiraling wildly out of control. Hope y'all dig! (uncensored version on the money website)

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Link ~~~

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haha yeah girldick! awesome! hey quick question how do you feel about trans women and transfems when you're not talking about fucking them or them fucking you or just using them as the buttend of your sex jokes. no don't run away internet transmasc speak into the mic boy. 🎤

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