You're Scared? Don't Be Silly, You Were Begging For It Just A Moment Ago. Now That You're Half-naked

pretty please🥺

I want to be sent rape threats. I want to be stalked. I want to be groomed. I want to be manipulated. I want to be used. I want to be abused. I want to be raped. I want to be kidnapped. I want to be drugged. I want to be sent icky asks and dms.

CONCEPT: internet stalker turns to real life

She was scrolling just felt like a normal day. she would post content and answer dms. one day as she was doing her routine she kept getting messages from a guy. at first they started with the whole “your so beautiful” or “such a pretty girl” but would eventually get worse and worse. she started to get worried because she didnt know who they were or what they wanted.

She eventually got a text from a account that was completely black just saying “im going to find you little mouse”. her face was flushed with fear. every day after that night she was always careful when she left her house always checking her surroundings. everything seemed fine. he hasnt sent a message in a week and things began to chill out. one day she had to go shopping to get food so she went to the store.

As she was driving she kept seeing this dirty white van on every corner behind her but she could never make out the guy inside it. she brushed it off just thinking it was just weird. she went into the store like normal and after she was done went home but at as she was walking up to her door she noticed something. A package with a rose and a note. She was weirded out at first but just thought a friend was being nice.

She put the package on the table and opened the note and she was shocked to what she saw. on the note all it said was “found you little mouse”. thats when the panic set in and she remembered the guy on the internet. she never thought he was serious and was just trying to creep her out. as she was panicking on what to do.

He knew where she lived and she knew she would be dealing with him more often. days went by and she kept seeing that same van everywhere she went. always on the look at for it she started rarely leaving her house. one night as she was trying to sleep she heard a noise but brushed it off as like the house settling or something. she eventually fell asleep and as she was sleeping the guy made his way into her room.

He watched her sleep for a while admiring how peaceful she looked. hes been waiting for this moment. all the teasing she did he knew he had to have her. the women of his dreams she she was laying right there. he got a little excited and made a noise and she stirred ever so slightly. he walked up to her quietly then put his hand on her mouth so she couldn’t scream.

She looked at him confused at first as she was still tired. as it clicked in so did the panic but she couldn’t make a noise. he leaned down and ever so softly he whispered.

“found you little mouse”

I want to hear someone jerk off to me cumming :(

horny but not in a “i need to jerk off” kind of way and more like “i need to hear her touching herself for me and moaning my name while she cums” kind of way.

So there's this fantasy that I've had on my mind for a while. It's one of submission, of surrender, and passion. I envision myself crawling under my boyfriend's desk with the goal of making him feel good while he play's his video games. My heart racing with anticipation, I position myself beneath him, my lips inches from his waiting cock.

The scenario unfolds in my mind like a scripted scene. My boyfriend, caught up in the heat of a competitive match, finally succumb to defeat. His frustration and adrenaline is now be channeled into a fierce desire for domination. With a firm grip, he pulls me from under the desk by my curly hair.

His eyes, blazing with a mix of anger and lust, locks onto mine as he slaps my face with so much force, the sting of his palm leaving a lingering ache. He commands me to stick out my tongue, and with a disdainful glare, he spits into my mouth. The act, both degrading and so exhilarating.

My deepest desire is for him to force my face down onto his cock, the length of him filling my mouth as I gag and struggle to accommodate his size. He holds me in place, his hands gripping my hair as he mercilessly thrusts into my mouth, the sensation sending waves of pleasure and pain through my body. My makeup is ruined, my eyes are watering, but I'm so lost in the intensity of the moment.

And then, in a sudden shift of pace, he pulls me up, his caress gentle as he strokes my face. His lips meet mine in a sweet, tender kiss, a stark contrast to the brutality that had come before. But the respite would be short-lived, as he slams me down onto the desk, my face pressed into the cool wood, my ass raised high in the air.

With a rough hand, he pushes my pink panties to the side, exposing my wet pussy to him. Without hesitation, he shove his huge cock into my waiting hole, the sudden intrusion sending a searing pain through my body. I'd scream out, my voice hoarse from the gagging, as he begins to thrust into me with merciless abandon.

My attempts to push him off would be met with an iron grip, my arms pinned behind my back as I lay there, helpless and at his mercy. Through teary eyes, I would look up at him only to be met with an angry voice telling me to "be a good girl and take daddy's dick." The sensations would be too overwhelming, the pain and pleasure mingling together in a heady cocktail. I'd be forced to endure, to submit, and to succumb to his unyielding passion.

As the minutes ticked by, I'd feel myself building towards an orgasm, my body trembling with each thrust. I'd cum, again and again, the waves of pleasure crashing over me like a tsunami. And when he finally finished, his cum would fill me, a warm, sticky liquid that would leave me feeling sated, yet wanting more.

anyways, if there are any hot muscular nerds that want to fuck the shit out of me, my dms are open :)

Is it weird that I get off at the idea of a man yelling at and degrading me?

One of the things I’ve been drawn to is a man being rejected and still takes what he wants in a desperate attempt.

She’d scream, cry, flail her arms around and you still slip her underwear off her legs and take what’s yours. You’re just so so desperate to have her. So full of love no one deserves except her. Her cries? It just means she doesn’t know what you’re capable of doing yet. You just have to prove yourself, that you’re the best she’ll ever have. After all, her face is much better stained with tears.

She’s the only one you have and you’ve spent too long with her to just walk away without getting a taste of her. She’ll thank you after, right? She’d want you to do it over and over again because she’s just such a good girl, taking in all of you like that.

You get back to your senses and realize what you’ve done. She’s passed out and nothing but stuttered apologies to her exhausted body come out of your mouth. You just couldn’t help it. You were just really hurt about her rejection and… well, hurt got the better of you. “I’ll do better, I swear.. please don’t leave.”

The room is silent for a moment, you take everything all in. Her pristine back, the way her disheveled hair flows around her shoulders, you can’t help but to run your fingers through them. You never would’ve been able to do this, even if you stayed as friends. Maybe what happened tonight is for the better.

Maybe I’ll play a fun drinking game with my mutuals tonight <3

Just one more shot, kitten. No, I didn't say that for the last one. you're obviously drunk and imagining things.

Just one more shot, kitten. No, you asked for the last one on your own. I wouldn't lie to you.

Just one more shot, kitten. It's ok. I know it's hard to think. I'll take care of you.

Just one more shot, kitten. Down the hatch, good girl.

Sigh, you're a drunk mess kitten. I can't believe how irresponsible you were. I'll help get you cleaned up.

Now take your clothes off.

“accidental” anal. i'm laying on my stomach and you're over me, pinning me down with your weight. your cock is pounding into my willing, wet pussy hole when it slips. there is no prep, just brute force, your hard cock, still wet from my other hole, pressing against the tight muscle, pain, then it gives in and you sink your length into my ass. you've planned this all along. you love the way my thightest hole grips your cock. how i tense and scream underneath you and you just hold me down and make me take it. you whisper your apologies into my ear as you force your cock in again and again. it just feels so good for you. you can't stop. it was just an accident, but i'm doing so well taking it. fuck, you're going to cum. you fuck me harder. accidentally.

when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever

Please I can take it! I’m a big girl I promise!

no stopping, no slowing, no mercy

one orgasm wrung from your body, then another, then another. leaving you trembling, twitching, gasping for breath, but i don’t stop. i don’t care if you're too sensitive, if it's too much, if you're begging for a break

your body isn't yours anymore. it's mine to use, mine to push, mine to drag through the depths of pleasure until you're nothing but a shaking, sobbing mess

pretty little thing, ruined and wrecked, overstimulated beyond reason, and still, i’m not done with you yet