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Too bad serious bodily injury isn’t good for a girls health because this is fucking hot.

Girls that wear heels are infinitely more attractive than girls that don’t. Do what Men find pleasing in a girl. It’s your purpose in life.

He advances, she recedes. The dance of the dynamic.

His dominance, enticed by her nature, consumes him and compels him forward like a rage. Her submission, pushed by his will, grows within her and moves her wherever he leads.

His confident, unbreaking pace. Her nervous, vulnerable retreat.

Uh oh. It’s me.

A fake sympathy voice is my absolute favorite thing to pull as a dom

“Aww, poor thing, I just neglect you soo much don’t I?”

“I have to be careful I might break my little thing.”

“Oh no, I hurt you? Keep it up and I’ll have to give you something to really cry about, baby.”

If you don’t have cock sucking lips, then what’s the point?

If you don’t have a body like this, you’re not trying hard enough. Be better for your Man. No one wants a fat bitch. Be desireable like her, be less like you.

This is where’ll you be spending the night, my little piss doll.

Whenever I need to piss in the night, I’ll be using you.

Sometimes I’ll come in, drag you to your knees, tell you to open your mouth, and relieve myself.

Other times I might just piss on you while you’re sleeping on the floor. You’ll wake to my piss streaming all over your face and body.

Maybe one time I’ll just piss straight in the toilet. Once I’m done, you’ll be drinking from the bowl, of course. You will drink until you cannot physically drink anymore. But don’t worry, we have straws.

Don’t even think about trying to clean yourself up. You’re my piss whore and you’ll stay covered in it all night long. Don’t worry, you’ll be chained up to that metal rack in the corner just in case you have any dumb ideas.

I should let you know that I’ve been drinking a lot of water, and will continue to do so until I go to bed. Staying hydrated is important.

Good night!

Ribs are how I know you’re worth giving attention to. Let Daddy help you achieve your goals of looking like this so I can give you the treatment you deserve.

I’m hungry, daddy, let me have all of you inside me.

Pretty please 🙏🏻

You need to be broken before you can be built into what you were always meant to be.

You need to be reduced to nothing before you can realize that you’ll do anything just to be something again. You’ll be more than something. A perfect, obedient girl that Daddy is going to mold into what I need you to be. You’ll realize that this is what you’ve needed too.

Be good for me, and I’ll keep you. Do as you’re told, and I won’t toss you away. Be everything I need you to be, and you’ll be mine.

You’ve found your true purpose. You’ll thank me for everything I’ve done to make you mine. You’ll give me every part of yourself because there’s nothing you’d rather be than be owned by me.

My ultimate fantasy

My ultimate fantasy, something that keeps me up at night, the one thing where I know all my sexual fantasies are realized…

It’s to be kidnapped. But not just kidnapped. Oh no, not a one night fuck-and-dump, no snuff here.

I want to be tied up, in a disgusting old basement. I want to be chained to the ceiling, naked, uncomfortable.

I want to be left alone.

See, because I don’t just want to be raped. I want to be destroyed.

Don’t touch me for the first few days. Leave me in filth. Don’t feed me, until I beg for water. Let me down from the ceiling where my wrists are raw and practically dislocated from passing out on the chain. Feed me out of a dog bowl. If I’m ungrateful, threaten to let me starve. If you’ve done it right, I’ll be so hungry that when you tell me to be polite, I’ll say “please” and “thank you” without thinking. Feed me table scraps, feed me dog food. Mix piss with my water. That way every time I get something remotely good, I will want to cry with how happy I am. The first time you give me hot food, I will cry. I’ll practically be begging to kiss your boots.

The first time you rape me, I want it to hurt. It has to hurt. Rough, brutal, no prep. Leave me bruised and sore and bleeding. Come back and do it again, but this time with a little bit of softness. Mix it back and forth, and back and forth. Rough and soft. Mix between calling me disgusting and a dog and completely worthless… and calling me your good girl. Your poor, sweet little princess.

Then, after I no longer fight at all. I suck your cock with eagerness, I present my holes happily. Rape me like the first time. Make me cry, and scream. Give me a glimmer of hope by maybe loosening the chains.

And then leave me. Leave me alone. Feed me just enough to keep me alive. Come in, maybe tell me a story. Threaten me. But don’t touch me. Leave me far longer than you think you have to.

Eventually I will beg to be used again. I’ll beg and cry and tell you I’ll do anything. Not to escape, I’m broken past that. But for you to touch me. I’m so cold. When I can’t form words anymore, from cracked lips and isolation, I’ll just whimper and whine. Mumble when you come in.

This is where you get to have fun.

Months after, when I’m broken, you get to fix me.

I’m a rack of bones, my hair is matted and disgusting. No one would want me. But you get to groom me.

I cry when one day, you kneel down on the floor and touch me. I flinch first, but you stroke my neck, and down my back. You draw circles on my skin. I cry, because this is so nice. This is so different. Your voice is soft when you console me.

Little girl, sweetie. It’s okay. You’re going to be alright.

You promise that, if I come upstairs, and am a good girl for him, I never have to see the basement again. I get to be yours.

You bring me upstairs, I’m so frail I can barely stand. You half carry me up the stairs. When we’re upstairs, my eyes hurt from the light so bad I hide in your chest. It’s not a mistake that you’ve chosen a soft shirt.

Its a hot shower, to rinse all the dirt and grime off of me. You wash and wash and brush my hair until its mostly clean. And then into the tub, both of us. I moan at the hot water, and you chuckle and ask if I feel good. I just nod.

Your hands are soft on my scalp as you wash it again, and then conditioner that is so lovingly massaged into my hair. You shave me everywhere, have me sit up so he can get every inch of hair. Your hands feel nice as you massage soap into my skin.

You ask if I remember my name. My age. I have no answers. You make things up, they don’t sound right, but I can’t remember anyways. I can vaguely remember the fact that I had a life before… But I can’t remember details. I can vaguely remember that once you were bad, but don’t have the energy to care.

You say things that confuse me. You touch me, to make me feel good. My pussy, my breasts.

You dry me off, and I can’t recognize myself in the mirror. Hair longer than ever before, so so skinny. But its so nice, being touched. Having you brush product through my hair. Oil on my lips, cream on my skin.

I start crying, I beg not to be put in the basement.

You tell me how it is, how its going to be. It scares me a little.

Calls me baby, says I don’t have to go down there again. Only if I promise to be good, and do whatever you say. Says I’m going to have my own little cage, but don’t worry because its got a blanket. And if I’m really good I get to sleep with you, and cuddle, and be warm. Says I get to have my own collar, like a real animal. My own bowl, but this time its going to be clean. I get to suck your dick, which I liked doing. And he’s going to make me feel good. Calls me princess, but then pulls my hair. I yelp out. Threatens me that if I don’t do whatever he says, if I don’t say thank you when he gets frustrated and takes it out on me, if I can’t handle licking his ass and drinking his piss and call him Daddy and do anything you want? Then I thrown in the basement, and you get to ruin me until I get to be no good anymore. Until I go right in the garbage.

And he gives me a choice, option A or B?

I cry, say Daddy, please. The first, one. I promise to be good. I promise I’ll do whatever you want. Daddy please don’t put me down there. I don’t wanna be thrown out.

You tell me to open my mouth.

I do, without hesitation.

You spit in my mouth, a thick gob that makes me flinch, but only a little.

You tell me to swallow.

I do that too. There’s a growing part of me that wants to swallow whatever you give me.

You tell me to say thank you.

I do. Thank you, Daddy.

Then you call me good girl, which I really like.

You let go of my hair, and wrap your arms around me. I cling to you like I don’t want to let go.

You dress me in pigtails and a skimpy, sheer shirt. A plug goes in my butt, which I don’t whine about at all.

You tell me some time you’ll get me some nice, new clothes. Pretty bras and panties. Maybe some nice socks, I bet your feet are cold.

And eventually, its past a desperate need for survival and affection.

I actually love you.

And I wouldn’t want life to be any other way.

I imagine that he’s got her by the neck, and she’s holding on for dear life.

Cry, beg me to stop, tell me how much I’m hurting you.

How to make a real Man’s cock hard as a rock 101.

@owned-deadlynightshade  A good girl suffering for my pleasure. Again, I feel compelled to point out that this was consensual. Some women just know their place. 

If you’re not looking like this, we haven’t started yet. After you look like this, now the real fun begins.

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She deserves this, I gave her what she needed. She thanks me afterwards every time for holding her accountable. She knows she is stupid and can’t do anything right without my help. It is better for our relationship when I help her.

You a guy or a girl

I’m a guy. I feel like that’s pretty obvious given that most of my posts are written from the male perspective.

Ringing in the new year with her tits squashed under a toilet ring. Starting 2020 off right with a girl degrading herself for Men.

happy new year everyone xo

A simple, yet effective punishment is rubber bands. Not regular rubber bands. Long, thick rubber bands. One hand holding a few of them in place, the other hand pulling to a certain length, then letting go to strike your clit with a viscous sting. Do this repeatedly and you won’t even think about cumming without permission.

Let’s get this post to a high note count! A denied cunt is a good cunt!

New Year’s resolutions

i have been getting sloppy with holding back my orgasms in the last couple of months. Not when i rub my cunt, because i always just edge (unless ordered otherwise), but when i am in use by Men. So my New Year’s resolutions are about setting a higher standard for my denial❤️

Every reblog and like of this post will count the number of days until i am allowed to cum, so please help me better myself❤️

Should i slip up, i should obviously be punished. Leave suggestions for punishment in the comments, and i will pick one of the suggested punishments if i fail (hoping and aiming not to).

i will count up the number of days in a week❤️

Ha, this site has done nothing but guide you to be who you’ve always been deep inside.

This website is such a bad influence 😏

I don’t see ribs yet. If I’m not seeing ribs, that means you’re fat. Don’t worry, I’ll provide you with rules on when and what you can eat. You’ll be my skinny little fucktoy in no time.

Good thing you have me, little pet. Otherwise, it’d be a feeding frenzy, and you’d be a fat fuck.

Sweet girl, this homework isn’t important. Your education isn’t important. You don’t need to be smart. Daddy does the thinking and makes the decisions. You just do what you do best. Be a pretty, pink princess, and a good little girl for Daddy.

daddy, can you help me do my homework?

Degrade yourself for Male entertainment.

Go anal only.

Promote the Patriarchy.

my new years resolutions

- lose weight so i’m more attractive to Men

- increase my body count significantly by letting any Man use me that wants to

- service more Men in whatever way they see fit

- never wear panties unless told otherwise

- always have my holes filled when i’m not in use

- edge for a minimum of two hours a day

anything you think i’ve missed / should add?

A mouth worth fucking. Those lips should be the gold standard for the term, “cock-sucking lips”. The collar and piercing just brings it to a whole new level. Such a good girl.

On her knees, smoking weed to dumb herself down, collared, petite figure, good makeup.

She needs a boob job. Then, she’ll be truly desireable.

marijuana babe

“Kitten, I have new rules on how you are to eat from this moment forward. Every meal you have at home will follow these guidelines. You will put on your kitty outfit that Daddy has specifically laid out for you. This bowl will be placed on the ground, and touching it with anything other than your mouth is not allowed. You will not use your hands to bring food to your mouth. You will eat just like an animal would, with only their mouth. After all, you are my pet. You need to start behaving like it.”

Inferiority is your true nature. Any other belief is a lie.

I love making my girl wear heels that lock.

Get yourself a man that puts you on a strict diet until you look like this.

i think im going to start posting more often🍑💦

This is such great juxtaposition. The knife and blood, then the pacifier. The outfit is also just killer. Love it.

Daddy’s favorite pin cushion🖤🍓

Outfit by @kinkycloth

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