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demonophilia · 7 months

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dni

minors, or no age listed. this is an instant block. have your age plainly listed either in your bio or pinned post.

raceplay, ageplay (dd/lg, md/lb, or any variation on those), detrans/misgendering, sexism/misogyny, sissy/forcefem, beastiality, incest (including step/adopted/fauxcest) , or orientationplay (ex. 'turning' lesbians. fuck off

proana/promia/thinspo/any kind of ed blogs i have an ed and these blogs are INCREDIBLY triggering for me. do not interact with me. i will block you.

scat, vore, inflation etc. nothing wrong with these but i'll most likely block if theyre a main focus of our blog. if i follow first, this doesnt apply!

any "icky x" shit. generally falls under the ageplay or incest umbrella, but i wanted to make sure i was clear. if i see any variation on those tags on your post, i will block.

chasers please just be normal LMAO

boundaries

do not ask about my private life/ask for my sfw blog. again, this is only if we aren't friends/close. i might post abt it in vague terms and its fine to ask abt minor things (how was your day etc) but dont pry. i am literally a porn blog im on here to get people off LMAO im not that interesting

if i say no or say to stop, stop. this should be obvious. if i say no, i mean no. this includes if im being dominant. if you repeatedly disrespect a boundary ive set, i will block you. if you arent clear on a boundary, ask!

more info under the cut ⬇️

about

hii im connor :] i use it/its, he/him, and she/her pronouns. i'm bisexual + bigender (tme, and i have a cunt), and i'm fine with both feminine and masculine petnames (see petnames section below :]) i'm a vers and a switch, though recently i've been heavily sub leaning. feel free to send me dom-focused asks, i just can't guarantee i'll get to them too quickly!

i love getting asks, especially sexual ones (obviously). just be certain that youre respecting my boundaries! i understand slip-ups, but try your best to "respect" me (obviously disrespect me lmao but yk what i mean). if you'd like to use an emoji for your asks, lmk and i'll tag the answers with that emoji :]

the terms i use for my anatomy are fairly loose, but do not use the term "bonus hole" or any variation to refer to my cunt. boypussy is fine, but i don't really find it very sexy LMAO. also, i call my clit a cock or tdick. it's fine to use clit for it, but i prefer the other 2.

petnames

i looove petnames :] feel free to use any of these (unless i specify otherwise), id honestly prefer you using these over my actual name LMAO.

angel, baby, darling, etc. these aren't sexual, but feel free to use them! i find them cute :]

toy/doll/fucktoy/thing etc. i love being objectified/dehumanized so these are always a good bet LOL

puppy, dog, pet, mutt, kitten, kitty, etc. bonus points for "bad dog" which makes me crazy in my head

good boy/girl/toy etc.

slut/whore/cumdump etc. i love most degrading names, lol. go wild with these, if i don't like one i'll lyk :]

sir/miss. when i am domming, these are generally the titles i prefer. feel free to try others though! (aside from daddy/mommy.)

go wild! the ones above are some of my favorites/the ones that immediately came to mind, but feel free to try other ones :] like i said if i don't like it i'll just lyk, no harm done!

kinks

i should note that i enjoy all my kinks from both directions, whether im dom or sub :] due to my frequently subby nature some of these descriptions are worded in terms of Me being the sub but i love them when im domming also basically.

praise i adoree being praised... generally i prefer it mixed in with degradation ^_^ tell me if im doing a good job, making you happy, etc! i also love praise when im domming please lmk if youre enjoying yourself i like knowing im getting people off :]

degradation another favorite ^_^ as ive mentioned, i love being dehumanized and sexualized. call me stupid, useless, etc. aside from words, i do enjoy being made to do degrading tasks <3 Also idk where to put this but i lovee spit spit in my mouth spit on me Whatever

painplay hitting, slapping, choking, biting etc are some of my favorites. i also enjoy knifeplay and gunplay. anything that will leave bruises/marks will make me wet <3

somno/intox i enjoy both of these, but i am very picky about them, and i'd probably won't talk about them a lot because of how picky i am.

monsterfucking vampires werewolves angels demons tentacles etc etc etc i go crazy for them . i do want to do unspeakable things to a service top werewolf this is true.

petplay i should note that i'm fairly picky about petplay as well! i mainly prefer the petnames, collars/leashes, etc. i don't enjoy anything about cages or being made to bark (though i don't mind phrases like "puppies don't talk" and stuff like that)

bondage, gags, handcuffs etc. pleasee tie me up and tell me what you'd do to me <3 i have an oral fixation so any use of my mouth is very appreciated <3

breeding I LOOOOOVE BREEDING im crazy abt it. if you threaten to knock me up i Will beg for it lol. i don't really care abt any actual pregnancy details, aside from future hypotheticals (youre gonna be so big, im gonna fuck another baby into you after, etc)

exhibitionism/voyeurism if i didnt get off on ppl looking at me i wouldnt have made this blog love and light .

this list is nonexhaustive! i like a lot of kinks, so feel free to bring up any you think i'd like, so long as they aren't on my dni or anything. worst case scenario i just won't like them and i'll lyk LOL.

MISC

mutuals feel free to dm me if you'd like ;] i tend not to initiate bc i have a hard time telling when its normal to reach out LOL, so if you want to talk to me, please do! everyone else can talk to me through the ask box!! once again, Please sexualize me (why would i make this blog if i didnt wanna be sexualized lmao) but respect my boundaries <3

related to above, but if you get off to my posts/thinking of me, id love to know :] i loveee getting ppl off so <3 and if im feeling dommy i might tease you abt it LOL

i do my best to tag specific kinks for navigation (and to tag hard kinks with tw (kink)) but i might slip up/forget! if you notice an issue with the tags, feel free to lmk and ill get that fixed :]

also i should note i am bisexual bigender, so im fine being rbed with both wlw/nb and mlm/nb tags ! lmk if youre uncomfortable with me interacting with yr content in any way 👍

ty for reading this whole long thing :D i tend to ramble a lot lol... i don't rly have anything to give you for reading it all buttttt feel free 2 like if youve read all this also youre my favorite and you can do whatever you want to me (joke (or is it!?))

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fuckdmeat · 9 months

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23yr old dyke on t. It/its, ATX

If you want to call me anything I go by fuckmutt, or just mutt.

For bimbofication specifically, my name is Haley!

I have an owner! Shie likes when I put myself out there to be used :)

NOTE: i follow ppl even if they have my kinks on their limits bc i dont interact with people or expect them to interact with me. Im mostly a lurker. If i interact with you and you dont like it feel free to block!

Kink content: lgetsd/orientationplay, r4pe , intox(weed!!), somno, petplay, trans supremacy, violence, free use, mind control, brainwashing, transformation (specifically plushie tf, latex tf, sex toy tf), dumbification, bdsm slavery, cock addiction, snuff, forcefem boardering on detrans, lots of other weird furry shit

Soft Limits: Incest, ageplay & dd/lg, scat.

Feel free to message me, I love threats and fantasies.

Please be aware while direct messaging me that I'm not a person, I'm not worth getting to know. Be direct! if you want to know something, just ask, but I'm too dumb to answer vague questions.

Tags (as of 5-12-24):

🐕‍🦺 - posts about my owner

🧊 - snuff/violence

Fuckmutt.txt - my posts

Have fun :]

#lgetsd #t4t nsft #dumbification #r@pe kink #noncon drugging #lesbian nsft #nonc

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technodelic7 · 3 months

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I wonder what my worst kink is. I feel like somewhere around actually being into orientationplay and thinking chasers are kinda hot might cause some serious controversy if I was famous and that got out.

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moonleash · 9 months

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▄▀▄▀▄ info ▄▀▄▀▄

intro: hi, im moon! or moonlight if were playing :D im an agender lesbian puppy that uses any pronouns and responds to feminine, masculine, and androgynous reference terms ( i.e. good girl, good boy, good pup). this is where ill be putting all my kink stuff thats pet, bdsm, cnc, and ddlg aligned.

limits

(this is not a dni, i dont really care that much.)

raceplay, orientationplay, detrans, pregnancy, null, and feet i strongly do not want to participate in.

scat, watersports, more extreme gore, and hands i either do not feel strongly about, or my opinion varies from day to day.

taglist

#pup this post involves petplay! collars, leashes, heats, and barking all go here!

#tied this post involves bondage of some kind! rope or chains, shibari or basic knots, all those that are bound are found here!

#daddy, #mommy, and #little this post involves daddies or mommies rewarding or punishing their littles. coddling, spanking, and treating littles all go here!

#bloody this post includes blood, bruising, or injury. those who enjoy the pain go here!

#muzzled this post includes someone whos been muzzled or gagged. those that get in trouble for biting go here!

#masked this post includes someone whos covering their face. those that wear gas masks, motorcycle helmets, or costume masks while pleasuring go here!

#moo this post contains lactation. those who need to be milked go here!

#non this post contains consentual non consent. those who enjoy a bit of a fight go here!

#intox this post contains inebriation, via #alch or #dandelion. those who love a little stumbling and stuttering go here!

#text this post includes only text. those who wish to read about pups, mommies, rope bunnies, and more go here!

#<3 this post is a favorite of mine. those who want to see all of my favorites go here!

#moonwrite this post includes my own writing. those who wish to see my own words involving the less than savory go here!

#drawn2themoon this post includes my artwork. those who wish to see my illustrations of the lusty variety go here!

#info this post contains information regarding the blog itself. horny stuff doesnt tend to go here, but if youd like to know something specific, youll find it here!

kinklist + preferences

puppy play! this ones a big one for me, i love being both pup and master, but i super love to be tugged around on a leash!! barking and whining are a must, but biting is what i have the most fun with! even if it means i have to get punished for it...

ddlg! i love playing as daddy, mommy, and as a little!! i prefer to play as mommy though, because i love spoiling my little girls <3 for the most part, i like to coddle my littles, but im no stranger to brat taming!

bondage! i am a bit of a beginner with tying knots, but i love to be tied up and tug around defenseless rope bunnies. i love to squirm and watch ladies squirm when all bound up!! i also enjoy wearing muzzles a lot since i cant seem to stop myself from biting...

s/m! one of the only kinks i have a bit of a preference with, as i enjoy masochism a bit more than sadism! i love being spanked and hit with a riding crop, i love getting burns and bruises, i love bleeding and crying from doms that are too rough!! i dont mind a bit of sadism either though... stepping, biting, and spanking are my favorite methods of breaking my subs!

cnc! a more recent addition to my repertoire, so a bit of the more intense play is still a little rocky for me. regardless, i do enjoy the idea of being on both ends of stalking, kidnapping, intox, and somno! though i do lean further towards being the victim!

secret special kink! i have a super secret kink which i only share with a select few... if youre feeling bored, why not try to guess? i wanna see how obvious i make it out to be. some people never suspect it, while others see it from a mile away! drop me an ask! i might make something special for you in return ;}

(DISCLAIMER)

i wont be responding to most dms, as i am not super comfortable talking to strangers directly, especially within sexual contexts. if you want to ask me something, or chat with me about kinks and preferences, id much rather it be sent through an ask! if your ask doesnt get a response, either i havent checked my inbox, or didnt feel comfortable answering. thank you for understanding!

ai art of any kind will not be featured on this blog, as i would much rather support real artists that take their time to give us something beautiful to admire.

this post is subject to change, more may be added if deemed necessary.

thats all for now! now, let's take a walk, shall we?

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writefinch · 3 years

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Eurydice in Sodom (CN: rape, ‘corrective’ rape, orientation-play, rape depicted in a semi-realistic way, forced-to-watch, bondage, abduction, despair)

FURTHER CONTENT NOTICE: This story has been described as ‘one of the worst things [I’ve] ever written,’ ‘a genuine gut punch,’ and ‘[my] Salo.’ It is my attempt to capture the spirit of powerlessness and futile rage that 4chan weirdos get from netorare or cuck porn but without the neetness or race war shit. I have attempted to capture that spirit by writing a story about a woman who is captured while trying to rescue her kidnapped wife, finds that they are both at the mercy of misogynistic, homophobic men who want to train and sell them as sex slaves, and want to taunt her by showing how thoroughly her wife has already been broken. The ideal reader for this story is someone who finds it triggering or semi-triggering and that’s why they want to read it; the literary equivalent of someone who eats ghost peppers because they truly enjoy feeling like their whole face has been lit on fire. If you read this description and think “This seems unpleasant” then I recommend that you read no further, otherwise, continue.

It ended too soon for her pride. Valerie had expected to be shot while creeping into the condemned warehouse or captured as she tried to drag her wife to safety. She hadn't expected to catch a beanbag round in the thigh getting out of her car in her own driveway, barely an hour after figuring out who had even taken her wife. If they weren't professionals, they were for sure enthusiastic amateurs. A man twice her size had landed on top of her the second she hit the ground, stuffing a foul-tasting carwash sponge between her lips before she got a chance to scream, bagging her head with a burlap sack, binding her wrists and ankles, and bundling her in the backseat of her own car.

The man holding her had worked her limbs and torso over with a leather-lined sap until they arrived somewhere quiet enough to finish restraining her. Wrists pulled up between her shoulders in a reverse-prayer, elbows cinched together with a leather belt until her shoulders felt like they'd pop out of the sockets, thighs, knees, ankles, calves and toes strapped and zip-tied together with gleeful abandon. A cloth cleave-gag pulled the sponge deep into her mouth, followed by a dozen wraps of black electrical tape from her upper lip down to her neck, making her reddened cheeks bulge out over the top of the tape and forcing her eyes into a painful squint from the pressure. They ran a cord from the back of the cleave gag to the zip tie around her ankles, pulling it taut until her toes were above her lower back in a spine-crushing hogtie. A nose hook pulled her nostrils upwards, the cord running over her forehead and through her short-cropped brown hair.

The last item they brought out was a pair of red lace panties. Valerie recognized them. She'd bought them as a Valentine's gift. They felt damp against her skin as rough hands pulled them over her face. They reeked, of sweat, of sex, of Lily, and then the hood went back on and she was loaded into a box of some kind.

An hour or so later, when the hood was removed, she saw Lily again for the first time in two months. Lily, her Lily, with blonde hair so pale it was almost white, her Lily with deep green eyes and freckled cheeks and freckles that went across both shoulders, all five-foot-two of her Lily, so small and so full of light and joy, her Lily was here, not ten paces away from her.

Lily was on her knees, sucking the big toe of the ugliest man Valerie had ever seen.

Valerie cried out for her, but bound as she was, laying on a table with an unseen man gripping the back of her neck, it came out as a croak. Lily looked up at her regardless, her eyes filled with despair, but continued to worship the man's foot. The man behind her laughed.

"See, Fuck-Puppy?" he said to Lily. "This is why we all called you a fucking idiot for shacking up with a broad instead of settling down with a guy. You think some dumb dyke is capable of protecting you? She crumpled like a deck of cards when Rod sat on her, pathetic."

The man squatted down in front of Valerie. He was the second ugliest man she'd ever seen, broad shoulders, leathery skin, a potato nose scumbled with gin blossoms, eyes far too small for his pie-sized face. "Hello, Valerie. I'm Cole, the guy whose ransom demands you've been skirting around. The guy having his toes fellated is Billy. You're a good amateur detective, sniffing us out like that. You could have gone pro if you'd learned to figure out when someone was tailing you."

She moaned into the gag as sweat stung her eyes.

"I guess you decided that we wouldn't give your wife back even if you paid off the ransom, and credit where credit's due, you were right. It was out of your hands from the beginning. Now, Fuck-Puppy here, it's not exactly in her hands, but she has a chance to save you both. She's been so patient with her training that we all thought she deserved one shot at freedom. We've all got hearts of gold here."

Billy snapped, "Fuck-Puppy, sit!" and Lily did so immediately, rocking back on her haunches, the toe leaving her lips with a small pop. After ruffling her hair, the man sat down on a folding chair, unzipped his fly, and took out his cock. Even soft, it was as thick as a can of Red Bull, surrounded by a wiry mess of pubic hair.

"C'mere Fuck-Puppy, it's feeding time," he growled. Lily crawled over without hesitation and took his cock into her mouth. The man slapped the back of her head. "Not like that, you fucking moron! Face that way, so your wife can see your pretty face while you suck my cock." Whimpering, she shuffled around on her knees until she could look up at Valerie, without ever taking her lips off the man's length. She sucked robotically, opening wide on the downstroke and sucking tight going up, in a fast, efficient rhythm that could have been set to a metronome.

"We trained her pretty good, watch this," said Cole, "Hey Fuck-Puppy, stop sucking and get over here!"

Lily squirmed but did not stop or even slow down. The man she was blowing slapped the back of her head and barked at her, "Do what he says and get the fuck off of me." Again, she continued to suck.

"See Val, it took a few dozen hours of waterboarding and some unpleasant research chemicals, but she's been trained to never stop a blowjob unless she gets one specific instruction. Billy, care to demonstrate?"

Billy pressed the palm of his hand against Lily's forehead and pushed her away. Thick drool spilled from her lips as she looked up at him in terror. He wiped up the mess of spit, sweat and precum from his cock and smeared it all over her face, looking directly into Valerie's eyes as he did so. A cleansing wave of rage ran through her body as she watched the man defile her wife, her skin prickling, ears thumping, every muscle in her body suddenly straining against her bonds, but they held tight. The wave ebbed away, and the men laughed and told Lily to get back to work.

"But Val, you might be thinking, 'my wife is a whore who loves sucking off men, maybe she'll just take any excuse to keep that fat cock between her lips, how do I know she really means it?' Well, I can prove my claims, with the power of incentives. Seth, would you do the honors?"

One of the other men stepped forward with a cattle prod in hand. Lily screamed around the dick as she saw it and tried to shuffle out of the way, but the man stepped on her ankle and pressed the two prongs between her buttocks. Tears ran down her pink, puffy cheeks.

"Fuck-Puppy, you've got five seconds to get that dick out of your mouth before Seth lights up your pussy like a Christmas tree. Five."

She moaned in despair but did not move.

"Four."

She twitched and shuddered but did not move.

"Three."

She tried to beg with her mouth full but did not move.

"Two."

She looked at Valerie with sorrow in her eyes but did not move.

"One."

She did not move.

Valerie heard the crackle and saw the blue flash reflected on the tile floor before her wife howled in pain, hips collapsing to the floor as she twitched and writhed, but she clung to the man's legs and did not allow the cock to leave her mouth. Her sobs of despair were muffled by the quick, careful bobs up and down his length. A trickle of urine ran down her thighs but Valerie did not notice, as she was once more screaming into her gag and thrashing against the belts and zip-ties, begging for a surge of strength that would allow her to break free. This time she did not stop her struggles until they threatened to shock Lily a second time.

"Calm down, dyke, we've made our point: the only person who decides when your wife stops sucking cock is the guy she's blowing. We're masters of our craft, and this whore is our masterpiece. Your wife worships cock, she's in awe of cock, and she'll choose cock over you. We're about to prove it."

With one hand Cole pulled his sweatpants down an inch, and with the other he pulled out his cock. Thick, half-hard and hardening, a greasy sheen coating its length as the foreskin rolled up and down the tip. It repulsed Valerie beyond comprehension, and in her mind it was not his cock that hung mere inches from her face but every cock, held not by one vile man but by every vile man she'd ever known. It was the cock of pimply, mean-faced high school bullies who would corner and dry-hump her and called her a dyke before she even knew she could love another girl, it was the cock of shifty-eyed flashers who would leer and wink and stay just out of slapping distance while she waited for the bus, pulling it out at the last possible moment before she could escape, it was the cock of drunken men in bars being rubbed through tight jeans asking if she wanted to give men another try, it was the cock that had ravished and pleased and seduced the cheerleader she'd yearned for from afar, the cock that had been forced into her hand and almost into her mouth before she scratched and slapped and yelled until she got away and promised herself she'd never trust a 'friend' like that again, it was the cock that throbbed in the pants of every steroid-pumped cop her wife had been forced to smile and giggle at to keep her clients safe, it was the cock that dangled in the slacks of managers twice her age in rooms that she had been expressly kept out of, the cock of every burly, cruel-eyed man who'd look a short-haired woman in the eye and hold eye contact for a second too long as if to say "I could if I wanted to, and you couldn't stop me." Every sense it evoked dredged up sunken fears and old nightmares, hardening and throbbing before her eyes as if it not only sensed her horror but fed on it.

Cole stepped forward and held the tip of a cock an inch from her upturned nostrils. If she could have, she would have gagged. It smelled like God's cruel joke, as if the heady, seductive smell of a woman's arousal had been turned on its head into something predatory. Instead of a smell to entice, it was a smell to paralyze, to put her into such a state of disgust and shock that she would be powerless to struggle against it.

"Smells good, huh? It'll smell even better once it's dropped a load or three in your wife's cunt. That'll come later though, first I gotta explain the game. Your wife looks hot sucking cock, so I'm going to jerk off. If your wife stops sucking, I'll stop stroking, and if she stands up--even for a second--we'll let you both go."

Valerie glared ahead and would not meet his eyes.

"I'm not kidding! You know what's on the table behind you? Your car keys and a set of trauma shears. You know what's through that door over there? Your car. The moment your wife stands up, none of us will lay a finger on either of you. We've got enough compromising pictures of her that we don't need to worry about her going to the cops or any other bullshit, we go through enough girls that we can afford to lose two, so all your wife needs to do is take the dick out of her mouth, stand up, cut you free, take the keys, and drive you both far away from here."

Valerie still refused to look at him, but she looked at Lily. Lily looked back in terror.

Cole wrapped his fist around his cock and gave it a few pumps, a thick bead of precum oozing from the tip and running down the shaft. "This is the only chance you get. The game ends if I cum, and when I do, you both belong to us forever." He turned and barked at Lily. "You hear that, Fuck-Puppy? You've got one chance to rescue the love of your life and prove that you're not a cock-addicted whore." He raised his eyebrows expectantly, the silence punctuated by the sloppy sounds of sucking and skin slapping skin. "Well, what are you waiting for, ain't you gonna stand up?"

Fear, panic, pain and sorrow cycled through Lily's face. She tried to stand. Haltingly, she raised one limb to stand up, waited a moment, and put her weight on it. A moment later she cowered and put it back down. She tried again, and failed again.

"The funny thing is," said Cole, his every stroke wafting the sour stink of his cock deeper into Valerie's nostrils, "we'd raped her thirty-odd times before she told us she'd been a perfect gold star. Never even kissed a guy, can you believe it? First time she gave a guy a deep kiss was two weeks ago when I sat on her face and twisted her tits until she stuck her tongue up my asshole, fuck that felt good..."

Valerie ignored him, she tried to ignore him, she tried to tune him out, she looked at Lily and tried to let her know that it would be okay, that she could do it, that she believed in her.

Cole slapped his cock against her forehead. "Pay attention! I know when a cunt is zoning out. Anyway, as I was saying, a day after that she tells us that you're basically a gold star lesbian too, like what, you gave a guy half a handjob? That's basically as good and besides, your wife is the kind of pretty girl where raping her is like fucking any other virgin who doesn't know that she's made to serve cocks yet. You though, you've got that dyke look about you though, that look that says that you fucking hate it, and I love teaching dykes like you that you're going to spend the rest of your life in service to men."

Lily put her hands on the man's leg in an effort to push away from him, first one hand, then the other, before taking a deep breath in through her nose and scrunching her eyes shut. The man slapped away her right hand, "Don't--" then slapped away her left hand, "--fucking--" then slapped her left cheek, "--touch--" then backhanded her right cheek, "--me!" She collapsed forward, taking the cock even deeper, sobbing and sucking as the men laughed at her.

"I gotta be honest with you, Val, you look fucking miserable and your wife looks fucking pathetic and that combination turns me on like nothing else, so I'd say Lily has about thirty seconds to pull it out of the bag before I empty my whole goddamn nutsack all over your face."

Valerie kept ignoring him, kept looking at Lily, telling her with her eyes that she only had to try, that she could do anything, that she'd be right there for her, that somehow, some way, they could fix this together.

Hyperventilating, grunting, tears streaming down her puffy red cheeks, eyes wide, Lily raised her head so that only the tip of Billy's cock remained in her mouth and stopped bobbing up and down. A chorus of mocking 'oohs' and 'aahs' came from the men and Cole stopped stroking, allowing the hot, sticky tip of his cock to rest on Val's forehead. Lily planted one foot on the ground, this time keeping it firm and stable, then another foot, and groped about with her hands for the final leverage she needed to stand.

"Wanna see a trick?" said Billy. "Hey, Fuck-Puppy: Throat."

Lily's squeak of anguish was muffled as she dropped her hands and pushed her head straight down, enveloping Billy's considerable length deep within her throat. The men howled in laughter, Valerie cried out into her gag, and Billy drummed his fingertips onto the back of Lily's skull as if he were playing bongo drums.

With effort, Lily looked up, and her eyes met Valerie's. Valerie tried to tell her with her eyes that it would be okay, that she forgave her, that she loved her, and that they would always love each other.

Cole shrugged grandly and resumed his stroking. "Sorry Val, but that's too fucking hot to ignore, you can't ask me not to cum after watching that." He gripped her short hair in his fist with enough force that it felt as if her scalp was being pulled off her head, and pumped his cock furiously. Valerie closed her eyes a moment too late, the first thick spurt nailing her in the pupil, hot and thick and instantly stinging. The second spurt glued her other eye shut as she blinked furiously, the third caused her to snort out in panic as it covered her nostrils, and the next half-dozen ropes of thick, clinging seed were an indistinct blur, only noticeable because the jets of cum kept coming strong until the tenth or eleventh hit, finally trailing off into a chewy, stringy ooze that he wiped off in her hair.

"What a pity, huh? Don't worry, you'll still get to see your wife plenty," he said, taking out the black cloth bag that had been on her head earlier, "in a month or so, when you've had some effective training..."

The last thing Valerie saw in her blurred, cum-stinging vision before the bag descended over her eyes was the sight of Lily, rocking on her haunches, staring off into space with cum running down her chin.

#Stories #triggering stuff #orientationplay #Eurydice in Sodom

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she-her-cuntboy · 9 months

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Fantasizing about having a cis boyfriend who talks me into kinkier and kinkier sex, secretly laying the foundations to start detransitioning me. When I realize, im scared, and I go to a friend to talk about my worries. He's trans like me, and agrees that it might be something to keep an eye on, but give him another chance - maybe it has an innocent explanation, and he's not trying to detrans me. Maybe im projecting my own kinks - when's the last time I had sex that wasn't catered to a cis penis? He convinces me to have sex with him, casually, as friends, we've known each other a long time and used to mess around sometimes before I met my boyfriend. It feels so good, but the whole time I feel guilty - what if my boyfriend sees it as cheating? We haven't talked about exclusiveness, and I tend to lean towards polyamory, but if he's monogamous I wouldn't want to do this behind his back. So the moment I come home to him, I break down and confess tearfully.

He listens gravely, and carefully keeps his expression neutral, but I can tell he's hurt. He asks who it was with, and I tell him - he knows my friends. "Oh!" he says. "That's fine, babydoll. Well, I mean- I would have preferred we talked about it before, so I'm honestly still a little hurt, sweetheart... but I don't have an issue with you, uh, having sex or whatever with other people, as long as it's not another real- I mean cis man." I eagerly agree to his boundaries, and reassure him that I've never been into other cis men and he's the exception, the love of my life. I easily ignore his awkward wording - he's not as familiar with queer terminology and talking about sex can be a little weird to put into words anyway.

What he's carefully avoiding scaring me off with is his true opinion that he's slowly going to acclimate me to, which is that queer "sex" doesn't count without a cis man's penis. It's not cheating if it's two transmen, because that's just lesbian sex and there's no real man claiming his property. He thinks it's cute when I call ftm4mtf "straight sex" as if I'm a boy, because he knows my tgirl friend is still penetrating my needy submissive pussy. And eventually, I start to question my gender, especially in the bedroom. My boyfriend is always so much more affectionate and into it when he's feeling up my curvy body, and he loves when I act like a girl. I tentatively break the subject with my ftm friend who I talked to at first, and he's very accepting of my "gender weirdness", and respects my request to be treated like a girl in the bedroom, and then anywhere private, and then in public. We spend a lot of time together, talking about sex and kinks, and he's naturally empathetic and seems really touched when I talk about how good it feels to be a good girl for a real man. I'm barely aware of how convincing I'm being, because I don't know the sappy playlists my boyfriend makes me are full of subconscious conditioning and affirmations behind the music - good girls make more good girls. I'm a good girl. Good girls need cock in their cunts. My needy cunt makes me a girl. Brains are for boys and my thoughts are just noise. Good girls make more good girls.

Eventually my boyfriend is my husband, I'm his favorite submissive housewife, and all my old "trans" and "lesbian" friends are playthings for his entertainment. We love having lesbian sex and putting on a show to earn his cum, and I dont remember any reality other than this, or any reason I wouldn't want to be right where I am.

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