Look At You, You're A Fucking Animal In Heat, You Can't Do Anything Without Your Cunt Taking Over And

Look at you, you're a fucking animal in heat, you can't do anything without your cunt taking over and making you hump the first thing you see, can you? You're so desperate to ride cock, edging your mind away knowing that you don't deserve to cum unless you are told to, keep edging, keep humping, keep being a disgusting little fuck doll, let your brains leak out of your cunt as your mind turns to mush. Keep being needy, keep being desperate, keeping being the perfect little fucked up pervert that you are, good girl

when i say i want to be bred, i don’t mean one creampie and done. give me round after round of your cum. give me so much of your seed we’re using it as lube. i wanna feel the burning heat against my cervix, filling my little pussy until it’s pouring down my thighs, pooling on the sheets, and don’t forget to plug my cunt up after so i always know who owns me

Has anyone else with a hard kink blog dealt with this before? Is it even worth appealing, if such a thing is possible?

Noooooo I've been pixelated 😭 This was supposed to be a happy day... alas, RIP my icon and header.

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.

i am so curious at what it feels like to have... a whole cock... inside me.... like... that must be the most unforgettable feeling... ans then to be without it would feel incomplete

I don’t think women are inferior! I think *i’m* a a stupid airhead who other girls should bully. important distinction~