Your Lack Of Agency Turns You On. Reblog Like A Good Thing.

i like the idea of being so high that all i can do is lay there and fucking take it. cock down my throat or in my pussy or ass, bruising me, biting me, whatever you want. use dildos or vibrators or try to fist me or shove wine bottles or fruit and vegetables in my cunt… talk to me however you want, call me a slut and a whore or treat me like a doll or your little girl or whatever you want… just use me.

i just want to walk home from the casino one night, high off of one or two too many edibles and sore from losing a little too much money. i'm moving slower than normal, not as alert as i need to be. it's late, around two-thirty-ish in the morning, and there's not really anyone around. there's a super steep hill that i have to slowly slog my way up in order to get to my apartment building at the top. the area is not well lit and it's pretty empty for a pretty huge stretch, so there's not a lot of chance at traffic. as i'm about halfway there, struggling because of the edibles, a cop car pulls in next to me and catch my attention. the cop wants to know my name, what i'm doing, and shines his light in my eyes. he does his whole thing, basically harassing and bullying me. he's talking fast and my drug hazed brain can't fully keep up with everything and he knows it. he's intentionally playing into the fact that i'm high out of my mind in order to manipulate me. he eventually pushes me against his car and pins my hands behind my back, handcuffing me. my head spins as i'm then forced to my knees and forced to suck his cock. he taunts me, growling insults at me as he grips my hair and fucks my face. as i'm seeing spots and losing track of the world around me, he suddenly pulls me up by my hair and positions me. as my dress is pulled up and my panties cut off, my heart pounds in realization of what he was about to do. yet it wasn't fear that rushes through me, but arousal. wetness gushes from between my thighs and he pushes into my tight hole with ease, groaning into my ear about what a whore i am. about how i clearly wanted this from the start. look at how wet i am. i can't respond. my mind has completely short circuited at the clash of mental objection but intense physical pleasure. it only takes a few deep forceful thrusts before i hit my first orgasm, mind shattering completely. i lose count at how many more times he makes me cum for him before he finally shoves himself fully within me and cums into my unprotected womb. i cry out, shuddering at the sensation. he calls me a good little rapetoy as he pulls out of me. he drives me the rest of the way to my apartment and personally escorts me to my door to make sure that i get home safely. i think.

being told to reveal my real name is fun and good, but there's something so hot about you making up a girl name to call me

it doesn't matter if it's not the name i was born with

it doesn't matter if it's not the name i want

what matters is that it's what you want to call me. you decide who i am, you decide my gender, and you decide what to call me

I just want to be told in brutal, graphic detail how you’d break my cunt I don’t think I’m asking for too much

Fetishize me fetishize me fetishize me fetishize me fetishize me fetishize me fetishize me fetishize me

all i want is someone to gaslight me into getting super high and then using the fuck out of me is that too much to ask

reblog to show that people should pm you to send you misogynistic things and r@pe threats <3

(please do it to me <3)

to be corrupted into being blackout drunk and unaware my tits are popping out of my shirt as i'm slumped half lying on the bar... you or the bartender or someone else insisting that i can handle more, so i keep drinking even in this state... if only </3

Reblog if you want an extremely sexual message in your ask.

extremely rapey sexual message*

If a transgirls asks you to flash her your tits, then you happily do so and offer them to be groped.

If a transgirls tells you to bend over, you happily do so and make sure to never wear underwear for her convenience <3

If a transgirls tells you she's cumming, you accept her cum in whichever place she decides to dump it~

You belong to tgirls