Betsy Learns To Suck

Betsy Learns to Suck

"You need to clean it up, don't you?" Marcus waggles his hard cock in front of Betsy's face, Angela's musk coating it so thickly that she can see the pussy juice clinging to his shaft. "It's very messy, Betsy, and you know you need to get it all nice and clean before I stick it back in your girlfriend's cunt." The rationale shouldn't make sense to her, she should recognize it as a transparent excuse to get her to suck his dick, but of course Betsy's critical thinking skills are simply offline right now and she smiles a broad, sleepy grin at the suggestion before her mouth opens wide to engulf his throbbing prick. She recognizes the taste from so many wonderful nights spent between Angela's thighs, and the association makes it easy and effortless for her to guzzle him all the way down to the balls.

Angela rewards her for her cocksucking efforts, licking away between Betsy's spread labia and finding her clitoris with a skill born of long practice. As deeply hypnotized as she is, though, Betsy's so vulnerable to Marcus's suggestions that when he tells her, "Sucking my cock feels just like a tongue on your clit," her muzzy brain cross-wires the sensations and convinces her that the pleasure is literally due to the dick in her mouth. Her mesmerized mind cements the two, and without even realizing what's happening Betsy gives in to the command and creates an automatic and instinctive sensation of pure ecstasy she'll discover every time she gives a blowjob from now on. A few hours ago she wouldn't have imagined that to be especially important one way or another, but that was before their new neighbor stopped by to greet them and show off his collection of crystals. Now all she can think about is pleasing him sexually.

He pushes his cock in and out of her mouth several times before returning it to Angela's cunt, and Betsy hears herself mewl in desperate lust the moment there's nothing between her lips. She doesn't realize Marcus gave Angela a suggestion to stop licking every time he fucks her, because her thoughts and perceptions are so rigidly controlled she can't even remember hearing it; all she knows is the pleasure stopped when the sucking did and she wants Marcus to plow her face some more. The sheer and simple act of operant conditioning does as much to program her as any of the hypnosis he performed.

Another dozen or so thrusts, just to get his dick all nice and messy again, and Marcus is ready to push his cock into Betsy's vacant mouth. The dazed and mindless redhead has been waiting with her jaw slack the whole time, drooling all over Angela's pussy, and when she feels the shaft slide between her lips and the potent sexual ecstasy resumes she sighs in helpless bliss around Marcus. Everything he's doing, from the taste to the pleasure to the warm words of praise he pours into her open and empty mind is geared towards turning Betsy into a perfect blowjob puppet, and he can tell how well it's working when her tongue slips out to lick his balls with an enthusiasm he never expected this early in the process.

It shocks Marcus into cumming, his self-control utterly deserting him as he feels the unexpected sensation, but he has a plan for that as well. Betsy shifts position, swiveling around so she's lying side by side with Angela instead of in a sixty-nine, and the two of them enjoy a sloppy make-out session while Marcus waits to get hard again. He speaks to them while they share his semen, associating it with the kisses they love so much already, and by the time he pushes his cock back into Betsy's mouth she moans in pleasure at having her face fucked by her new Master. And Marcus knows she'll only become more obedient from here.

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Dykebreaking Asks

I’ve seen ask games for other kinks, so I wanted to make one for dykebreaking! Hope you enjoy 😘

About you

❤️ - how long have you been into dykebreaking

🧡 - what got you into dykebreaking

🤍 - what’s your fave dykebreaking post/story

🩷 - what’s your fave dykebreaking fantasy

💕 - who are some of your fave dykebreaking blogs

🏳️‍🌈 - what is your sexuality

🏳️‍⚧️ - what is your gender

💘 - are you in a relationship

👀 - what are your fave kinks other than dykebreaking

Experiences

🫣 - are you a virgin

😋 - what’s your fave way to masturbate

🤤 - what was your last orgasm like

🥵 - have you had sex with a woman

🏆 - what was your fave sexual experience

⭐️ - do you enjoy dykebreaking focused on the idea of a gold star

🌟 - have you been with a man

😜 - have you given a man head

🍆 - have you had (vaginal/anal) sex with a man

This or That

💬 - do you prefer asks or dms

↕️ - top or bottom

🍑 - ass or tits

🥺 - gentle, or rough

🕳 - oral, vaginal, or anal

🧠 - is dykebreaking purely a fantasy for you, or would you try it irl

👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 - solo play, or with another lesbian

👭 - in play with another lesbian, do you want to break together, or have them help to break you

🥸 - do you prefer dykebreaking fantasies with someone you know, or a stranger

🤍 + 🤤 for the ask game?

🤍: What’s your fave dykebreaking post/story?

I'm not sure if I have a single favorite, so I spent an hour going back through my entire blog to find a handful of them, oops. I've read a couple of decent short stories, but none of them really do it for me like hearing about real people's fantasies on here. So here's a few that really do it for me (I hope these links work, sorry about the weird embeds):

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Fuck I Love Sinking

☆ 23 ☆ transfemme (it/she) ☆ denial slut for @cicle-increasing ☆ ♏ ☆ 💖 fuckdoll fuckdoll im nothing but a fuckdoll 💖 ☆ last orgasm: july 27

Also just about anything by tumblr user ioverbug is always incredibly hot... any stories from lesbians who've successfully tried having sex with men and loved it is always going to rank extremely highly.

🤤: What was your last orgasm like?

Uh, this might be a disappointing answer, but I actually don't remember, sorry anon 😅 I know it was over a week ago, but I don't remember what I was thinking about at the time. I tend to enjoy edging and short-term denial as well... but unlike some people, who feel more submissive and eager to please when they haven't cum in a while, it makes me feel even more dominant. It takes less to turn me on and flip that switch to put me into domspace, and for some reason it makes my breeding kink a lot stronger... maybe because I know just how much bigger my next load is going to be.

😜😋🍑

- Emma <3

😜: Have you ever given a man head?

Telling the people what they want to know right away, hm? Yes, I have; multiple, in fact. It’s a lot of fun… I encourage all of my followers to try it sometime 😘

I feel like being bi gives me a bit of an advantage when it comes to orientation play, because I already know what it’s like to explore and reexamine my sexuality, and I know the difference between genuine attraction and the desire to be dominated. I also know exactly what it feels like to have a cock in my mouth 😉

😋: What’s your fave way to masturbate?

Honestly, it’s by dominating someone and guiding them through an orgasm of their own (or not 🤭). Knowing that my words are responsible for someone else’s pleasure, and watching them sink further and further into submission as they get more and more aroused turns me on like absolutely nothing else. So if we’re ever chatting and I’m telling you how to touch yourself, just know that the odds are very good that I’m stroking my cock at the same time.

🍑: Ass or tits

This might be unpopular, but if I had to choose between the two… tits. I don’t care much about tit size, but they’re just much more fun to play with in my opinion. Maybe I just need to get more into spanking…

Why SHOULD I pull out after I cum inside? Huh? You think that's gonna help you now? The damage is already done, so you're keeping me inside. It's so warm, so fucking snug, and if you just keep still, fuck, stop clenching, you know I can't stop when you do that. Dumb little cumdump. Guess you need another one. And no, I'm not pulling out this time either, so stop your babbling, okay? Shhh, it's okay, it won't make a difference, just one more, yeah?

Cannot stop touching myself since my owner decided it's time to breed me. We don't even live together, and he's filling me up every moment he has available. He doesn't always warn me, either. My buzzer will go off and I'll see a message from him saying, "ring me up." I drop what I'm doing, no matter what it is--work, chores, chatting with friends. I'm always ready for him. It's his rule.

The second I open my apartment door, his hand is around my throat. He pushes me towards the bed... pulls down my leggings, has me show him how wet I am while he takes off his belt. I'm always wet for him and ready to take his cock. It's another rule.

He keeps me right on the edge of conconscious, squeezing my throat while he fucks me hard, my legs up and knees pulled back so he can hit my cervix with every thrust. He doesn't bother removing all of my clothes, not when I'm just a hole for him to use and breed, but he does push up my shirt, watches my breasts bounce, occasionally squeezing them hard enough to leave fingerprints for days.

He reminds me he's been saving up for days--edging to photos of me, ensuring he has more than enough pent up seed in his swollen balls to flood my womb. He started saving after I went off birth control, at first teasing how huge his loads were, only dumping them on my face or tits so I'd be writhing in pain from how badly I needed it inside me, tortured by how heavy his cum was plastered to my skin, left there for the rest of the night as a reminder of what belongs inside my womb.

Now, only a few months and a lot of training later, my sole purpose is to be bred by him: he fucks me with the intent of unloading as quickly as possible, making sure every drop of semen he produces is pumped deep inside me. He reminds me while my vision blacks out from his tight grip that I am his property and I exist to be fertile and carry his seed. He reminds me I'm his little cum dump and he is going to use me over and over and over again.

Then he groans; his thrusts become violent, his cock hitting my cervix while rope after rope of his hot, potent seed is shot straight into my womb.

My stomach always drops at the moment he cums inside of me, and my brain goes buzzy, dazed with the knowledge that I'm being impregnated and bound to him, that I will birth his children, and I do not doubt I'll be doing so for the rest of my fertile life.

He ensures to push my legs back so they are tight against my chest and raise my ass up as he pushes the last of his cum into me. A little always spills out anyway at the end--it's inevitable, given how packed his balls are, he's shooting at minimum double or triple the average load size, and my pussy is tight and tiny, too small to hold it all.

He leaves just as quickly, barely a kiss goodbye, and he reminds me to stay like that, propped back so his semen drains into my womb. He makes me rub myself, never dipping even so much as a finger inside should I break the seal, and cum as many times as I physically can.

By the time I'm done, my lower abdomen is full and aching. I'll be sore and leaking his cum for days, smelling heavily of sex, his claim on me obvious, if not from the cum pooling in my underwear and dripping down my legs, then from the dark bruises around my neck from where he held me down. I don't bother trying to hide them anymore, and I love seeing the look on people's faces when I go out in public.

And each moment after he deposits his seed inside me, until the next time he shows up at my door, I day dream about his sperm burrowing into my egg, his DNA raping me from within.

My ultimate purpose fulfilled.