You Okay With Sexual Asks?

tumblr is actually ruining me 😭

I've gone from rubbing myself under covers to being completely naked on my bed, humping my pillow with my tongue out.

when and how did this happen??

God, I'd love to rape away that pretty, cute facade of yours. We can talk about cats and books all you want but you know I won't give a shit about that really.

No, what I want is your body.

I'm going to rape every fucking thought out of your head until you're nothing but a nasty, drooling little set of fuckholes. I'm going to call you kitten and collar you but your only thought will be of my cock stretching open your tiny asshole.

I'll use your fucking mouth to clean off my heavy balls, jerking my cock off while I spit heavy fucking drops of saliva onto your pretty, fuckdoll face. God, just thinking about what an obscene sight that'd be makes my cock throb. You'd just be a fucking toy for me at that point, you know? A set of holes designed for my pleasure.

And when I'm done spraying your pathetic face with my thick, creamy cum, I'll fucking slap you across the face, sending you to the floor. I'm going to fish your tongue out of your mouth and press it against the tip of my cock. Just so you can taste every fucking drop when I use your mouth like a urinal.

Would I even need to touch your cunt to make you cum?

- I'm sure you can guess who I am ;)

first of all, u need to take responsibility for the mess you've made in my panties now.

secondly, IM SENDING U MY ADDRESS YOU BETTER BE THERE IN THE MORNING... please be there 🥺 and darling, you never need to touch my cunt to make me cum, your words are more than enough.

mhm, so happy to have my own special writing from you, but you really shouldn't be anonymous; afterall I wasn't hiding myself in your asks, was i?

where do I sign up for this

Once again wanting to take a girl, utterly destroy her personality and make her into something new.

Maybe a goth seductress

A horny librarian

A freaky hippy

Or a nerdy cum dumpster.

Can't decide. Maybe I'll have to choose at random, or dress her up on the various outfits to see what looks best.

A fantasy involving you:

You are permitted to live in a mansion with a full and expansive library of any books you enjoy. You will have ample time to read as well as solve puzzles. You are allowed to have as many cats as you’d like. And all of it is rent-free. The catch?

You may not wear a single stitch of clothing, other than a collar with a bell on it. You must always be exposed to the Lord of the Manor and to his Lady. You will be trained to assume certain humiliating positions upon command and subject to frequent inspections. “Pet” is what you will be called.

Pets off the furniture! Pets should crawl on the floor. Pets eat and drink out of bowls. Pets do not speak, they may only purr and meow.

Of course you will still have the printed word as a reminder that you are, in fact, a human and an intelligent one at that. But nobody else will see you that way. The owners… the staff… all those guests at dinner parties, as well as caterers? To them you’re little more than a large, hairless cat.

Good kitty.

well damn

that's my new favourite fantasy.

Since my useless brain won't stop producing nasty stuff, here's another top fantasy of mine!

Soooo I'm still in senior year (sadly) and sometimes I get bored during class. Teacher after teacher droning on about things my dumb little brain doesn't understand, which is why I imagine a free use school instead of paying attention.

A school in which every girl (18+ obvs) would be fucked whenever a man pleases. Could be a male teacher, could be a student.

Can't concentrate on an exam? Just grab the nearest girl onto your lap. Pound her pussy as if the other students and teacher are not there.

You're a teacher and students are frustrating you? Pick one of the girls in your class, drag her to the front and bend her over. Continue your lesson as she moans and whimpers with every thrust.

You'd walk around school and there would be girls with their tits pressed against lockers, pounded from behind. A teacher on a break period, requesting two of his students to meet in his classroom. Fucking both of them to relieve stress. Strolling past classrooms with open doors, peering inside to see almost every girl on a desk, almost every cunt filled with a cock. Almost every girl underneath a desk, almost every mouth being put to use.

Just a silly fantasy of mine 😋

💕🌸🎀

Cute relationship idea.

I have total control over when and what you eat, how you dress and when you cum. You communicate with only giggles and nods because you're just a dumb baby that needs to be controlled. You live on a diet of mostly dick and cum and make every hole available without consent because you're an empty headed rapedoll that wants nothing more than to look pretty and please a man.

thoughts on men being allowed to cheat because cunt is just an object to fuck?

no thoughts, this is simply facts! :D

men can fuck as many girls as they want cause we're just pretty little fucktoys, just property for them to own and break 🥰

TW:: Hard Kink, Humiliation play

That bratty behavior of yours is irritating to my soul. It’s also dangerously alluring for me. . . The way your ass looks so cute in that tight, teasing skirt makes me grin with filthy thoughts of how I want to violate you. But it also makes me want to tear all of your pride away and transform you into a sex-obsessed slut. You need to be put in your fucking place— And what better way of doing that than by turning you into an obedient piggy for me~?

Oh, sure. . . You’d think as I tied your hands behind your back that you’ll just act like a ditzy, cute brat to get what you want in the end. You want my cock in your needy cunt, hm? But you begin to feel me slide a different collar than the one you are used to around your neck.

“Don’t get any ideas of you mouthing off to me, Piggy. It might hurt just a bit if you do,” I tease and immediately see that searing flash of anger through your eyes. I can tell it’s the name I just called you.

“Don’t call me a fucking pig—!” You cut off with a yelp as I press the button on the control in my hand; watching you look startled from the pain you felt from the collar.

“Are you so dumb that you can’t remember what I literally just told you, Piggy? No. Mouthing. Off,” I firmly remind you as the realization that you’re about to be made to do something utterly degrading for me hits you down to your core. Your pride is on the balance. God you can’t be feeling blood pulsing down into your clit from this type of treatment.

Once I finished your restraints on your hands behind your back, I slide my foot to push your knees apart. “Here’s what you’re gonna do for me, Piggy. You’re gonna be a cute little alarm clock in my living room. Your legs better be spread wide for my viewing pleasure, too Loser. Anytime the clock hits the hour mark, I want you to alert me by oinking like a cute little piggy so I can laugh at my alarm.”

The look on your face is priceless. I can see your disgust and anger, but also that rosy tint on your cheeks. Does my little pet want to yell at me? Oh you can’t without that shock collar going off, huh?

Time goes on and I’m sitting on my couch, fully clothed playing on my phone. But you are completely exposed with your knees beginning to hurt. The dreaded minute was only seconds away. The idea of being a defiant brat passed through your head plenty of times, but damned that you didn’t want to feel that shock again.

I watch you look to the ground and barely make that dreaded, humiliating sound. It was quiet, but there.

“Oink. . .”

. . .

I get up and walk over to you. You must have been so good, because I stroke that clit of yours. Nothing can stop you from squirming against my hand, moaning thinking you were getting rewarded with that delicious warm heat cupping tight against your clit. . . One little oink and you fucking won!

Until I bring my lips to your ears and murmur, “You call that an alarm? Next time you better oink fucking Louder.” The precious heat from my hand leaves your aching pussy and follows up with an intense sharp stinging pain from that very same fucking hand.

Oh don’t get so scared, Alarm Clock! I need to punish you so you can be a proper alarm for Mommy. Be glad I’m not gonna kick that cunt. I walk back over to the couch laughing at you rubbing that tender cunt against the cold hard floor, your head hanging in defeat that you’re gonna have to make a louder humiliating sound in another hour. There’s nothing you can do but obey if you want to be an obedient cunt for that cock.

Now. . . You’re gonna be a good little piggy and oink louder next time, right?

i need someone to fuck me in public while the whole world watches. Show everyone what a slut I am and let them have a turn, record me and post it everywhere, only to throw me away like trash after.

humiliate me so so badly that I can't show my face anywhere, can never get a job, get turned away at restaurants, fast food joints, only for all of them to later rape me, telling me that it's the only thing I deserve.

leave me in such a fucked up state that I have to crawl back to you, beg to stay by your side, to be your pet just to be treated like an owned fucktoy rather than a public rapetoy.

you'd force me to crawl around naked in public but atleast you'd give me food, food that is always covered in your cum or piss or both and in a dog bowl but it's food so I'll eat it. you'd let strangers fuck me and breed me but atleast you'd allow me to drink their piss, letting me know that it's the only kind of water I deserve.

I've had this incredibly hot but oh so vile and depraved fantasy for so long. A fantasy in which I have a boyfriend and for one whole entire week a month, he gets to treat me however he wants and please. He can treat me like a child, like a doll, like I'm his maid, whatever he wants me to be, I have to become and act like that for a whole a week. But all I can really think of is him making me a sex slave, lesser then him, literal property. He gives me insane rules for a week that I must follow, such as, I'm not allowed to wear clothes, unless he says otherwise, I'm not allowed to speak, or walk like a human, just crawl and Bark. I eat, sleep, and act like a dog or bitch in heat for a whole week. What really gets my pussy wet tho, is the humiliation aspect of this whole thing. Just imagining him using me as a urinal for the whole entire week, pissing on my face, in my mouth and making me swallow or gurgle it before letting it spill all on my body, pissing on my tits and stomach or my pussy. Better yet, pissing in my pussy, just using my pussy as his personal urinal and cumdump, but this piss kink humiliation goes both ways. Since I'm not human to him for this entire week, he tells me I'm only allowed to piss wherever I am. In the kitchen cooking and need to piss? I just piss right then and there. On the couch watching TV? I get on top the table and piss right there, but that's only if I'm given permission, cause before I can even think of relieving myself I gotta ask first. And after I piss myself like a dumb whore for him, he makes me lick it up while I finger my own pussy, all the while he's laughing at me degrading me on how licking up my own piss gets me wet and horny. If we're out in public, he'll make me go panty and braless, always with a vibrator in my cunt on low settings, if I have to piss but there's no family bathroom around, he makes me hold it, if there is, he'll allow me to go, but only if I do it squatting over the toilet legs spread, tounge out and panting like a dumb puppy whore. But the humiliation doesn't stop there, he wants to ensure I feel stupid, pathetic and worthless. So for that whole entire week, I have to eat lunch and dinner with his cum all over my food and all in my drink, for breakfast, I have to make myself squirt on my food before I can eat and if I can't do it, then I don't get to eat breakfast. If he wanted to, he could leave our apartment unlocked for the entire week and pimp me out to whomever wants me, advertising me as a slut who likes to get gangbanged, making money off of every guy who comes and uses me. There's so much that could happen within this one week, and unless it's dangerous, harmful, or life threatening, I can't (and probably won't) protest against. After that week is over, he goes back to being a loving, caring, sweet, attentive and understanding boyfriend who makes me feel human and equal to him. God this fantasy makes me so fucking wet, I really wish I had a boyfriend to enact this with. I I'd probably be so fucking happy, and looking forward to this week, wondering what he had in-store for me