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Is it OK to message you?

I'd like to talk more about breaking me 🥵😅

Absolutely! My messages are open to anyone who wants to chat, make friends, or talk about kinks… and they’re especially open to dykes who want to be broken 😘

sent that long ask about the lesbian polycule, just wanted to say my gf proposed a 3some with him and I said yes aaaaa!

Even if I dont fuck him I'm gonna be naked in a bed with a man.

She asked you? She must’ve known how much you were craving it… I wonder what gave you away? Either way, that curiosity of yours is about to be sated… I wonder how much longer you’ll be able to hold out one you’re watching it happen firsthand. When you’re locking eyes with her as he pummels her insides with his cock, when she’s far too distracted with how good he feels to focus on eating your pussy, when you hear her enthusiastic begging for more drown out your own moans.

Are you going to finally know what a pussy tastes like when it’s been fucked full of a man’s cum? Are you going to find yourself on your knees for him the very same night? Are you going to spread your own legs for him the very first time you have the opportunity… or are you going to wait until the second time she invites you into their bed? And how much longer will it be before she extends the same invitation to your other girlfriends? You’d better take her up on the offer before you’re the last one on board…

Whatever happens, I hope you’ll keep us all apprised, lesbian polycule anon… we’ll have to see how much longer you can keep calling yourself that 😘

it's not a man trying to break me that's hot, it's when a fellow 'lesbian' does. trusting them so blindly, that when they ask me how i feel about cocks i could never guess their real intentions. but over time they'll keep exposing me to how it looks and how wonderful it is, like how my body is made for dick and liking dick doesn't make us any less 'lesbian'. suddenly seeing a cock makes my stomach hot and tight, and maybe it is alright for a lesbian to have some dick. as long as it's in our mouth, right? but we're made to please men, right? so maybe it can fill up our pretty holes too, and now all thanks to that 'lesbian' i've become addicted to cocks

obsessed with a man i hate hypnotizing me and making me forget that he has... i'll be arguing with him and he'll say my trigger word, and i'll take my top off but not realize anything's different

as I get more and more passionate about the argument, i bounce more and more on my feet, so he has me take my bra off. i notice the way he's looking at me, but i'm convinced i'm fully clothed, so i brush it off

eventually i'm naked on my knees drooling for his cock, and after he cums all over my tits he says a wake word, at which point i realize what's going on and insist that he forced me

he pulls out his phone and shows me the video he just took of me, begging him to let me suck his cock, and tells me that if i try to tell anybody about what i think he did to me, he'll just show them this. it's both evidence of his innocence and humiliating for me

then he'll walk me back to my room, still naked, so he can wake me up with the word that makes me forget what just happened... until the next time he puts me under, that is ;)

doggy style means you get a treat after btw <3

Your girlfriend felt terrible about leaving you alone like that. In one moment of bravery, after she was halfway down the street, she finally got the courage to come back and do something. To bargain with your rapists, threaten to call the cops, plead with them to let you go, anything… but as soon as she saw you there, bent over with a man rutting into you from behind, using you, your eyes rolling back as the muffled whimpers leaked through your own boxers that served as your gag, she froze. She took a step back, transfixed by the sight, unseen by you or any of the men, and retreated to the other side of the street where she did absolutely nothing… but watch.

Her big, strong protector, her butch, her rock, the one she depended on to keep her safe… humiliated, degraded, reduced to nothing more than a weak, defenseless plaything for a pack of men. A gut-wrenching, heartbreaking scene… or at least, it would be, if it weren’t for this unwanted other feeling she was having… this strange warmth that was flowing across her face… and her cunt.

She tried so hard to keep her hand out of her panties as she crouched there in the bushes, she hated herself for how turned on she got seeing you at your absolute lowest… but no matter how hard she fought against it, the poor girl didn’t stand a chance… her pussy won out in the end; it always does.

hnghh... I love this idea. I especially love the idea if she tries to reconcile with me afterwards.

I can't really forgive her for leaving me, but I'm so shell-shocked that when my old girlfriend comes crying to me I forgive her just so I can have someone to talk to. I try to go back to our old routine, attempting to pretend nothing has happened.

But in private, my cunt is aching. I don't want sex, and she seems to understand, but whenever she leaves the house I can't help but fuck myself on my fingers. Every time it reminds me of the way those men forced their cocks into my cunt... but it's still not enough. Every time it ends with shame, but no matter what I vow to myself, I still end up with my boxers on the floor and moaning as I fingerfuck myself.

My girlfriend, unbeknownst to me, is in a similar situation. At night when I am asleep, she lays next to me and remembers my half-lit figure, bent over and violated on the street. Despite herself she finds herself jealous-- of the fact that I was filled and bred, but she wasn't. Sometimes she wishes it was her who was left behind.

Things come to a head the day she gets a message from an unknown number. They claim to be passing along something from a "mutual friend", and send her a video. When she opens it, her shock runs straight to her clit.

It's my cunt, split around a thick, long hairy cock. It's clearly from one of the men who raped me. She watches, transfixed, as I moan and sob as his balls slap my pussy. He fucks me harder until my cunt starts pulsating around his dick, clearly cumming. The man moans and his cock starts to throb. He cums balls deep in my cunt before slowly pulling out, being sure to give the camera a good show of the way my cunt clings to his cock, dripping cum. He reaches down to spread my folds, teasing them with one finger, giving my girlfriend a front row seat to the way my hairy pussy throbs, flushed and filled with cum. It's over too soon-- she plays it three more times before she cums on the dildo she's bought and hid beneath our bed.

In a week, when I come to her in tears with a pregnancy test in my hand, she tells me maybe it's not so bad-- we can start a family, she tells me. That night she touches herself as she tells her new 'friend' that he's going to be a father-- and when he'd like to come over to celebrate...