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(This original post I marked as mature, so I am screenshotting it instead of reblogging it to get rid of that tag. Transcript is in the image description.)

Still thinking about this. I need it to be well organized, but entirely without my consent. She gives him everything he needs-- my schedule, access to the house cameras, any toys or bondage gear he wants to use on me.

Because he's not just there to fuck me, in the end. He's there to train me to be a good dyke, who'll whimper and spread my legs no matter how much fear and pain I'm in, who will be obedient and listen instead of protesting and fighting.

After all, when my femme comes back, she wants to make sure her investment has paid off. I like to imagine she comes home to me on my knees, arms bound tightly behind my back, and he hands her my leash as she gives him his payment. She tugs on my collar towards the bedroom, dragging me onto the bed where she can inspect my raw, fucked out pussy still dripping fresh cum. She sighs contentedly as she fingers it back into me as I squirm. It'll still be a few months before I start to show, but clearly the three weeks of intensive training paid off.

Maybe she'll have to invite her new "friend" over again sometime... She's certain he wouldn't mind a few free home visits.

"Just the tip."

That’s what I like to call my favorite little game I play with shy, curious dykes. You know you shouldn’t let me fuck you raw. You only like girls, after all. You’re not on birth control. I’m too big for your tight virgin pussy. You can come up with whatever excuses you want. But now that we’ve gotten this far; now that your curiosity about men has finally gotten the better of you; now that you’ve finally caved and given in to that desperate craving for something warm and hard inside you; now that we’re both naked with my hard thick cock twitching inches away from your dripping cunt, your arousal is overpowering all of your inhibitions, and you know it’s far too late to go back.

So we reach this compromise. You allow me to fuck you, but no deeper than the tip of my cock. I agree, of course. I know exactly what’s going to happen, even if you still insist on pretending otherwise.

So I slide my tip inside you. I stretch you out, just a little bit. But there’s a problem. I can’t really fuck you like this, I say. I need to go a little deeper so that I have enough room to thrust without my dick falling out each time. You agree, but only just a little bit, just enough for me to have enough room to slide in and out. It makes sense, after all. It’ll feel so much better for both of us that way.

And then I start to thrust, just barely past the tip, as agreed upon. Only now, with the added pleasure, you’re even more aroused, and your pussy starts to open wider for me. Your body wants to feel more of me, even if your mind is still holding out. Those arms of yours wrapped around my back aren’t just resting there any more, they’re starting to pull me in automatically, little by little, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Do you notice my cock starting to press inside you further? Do you realize what’s happening? You’re certainly not complaining. All I can hear is your whimpers and moans, begging me to keep going. So we continue like that, me stretching you out bit by bit as your wet cunt pulls me in.

And then, inevitably, you slip up. Maybe you wrap your legs around me instinctively, maybe you pull me in just a little too hard, or maybe, in the throes of passion, you let out a “Deeper…” without realizing it, and I oblige you. Either way, your soaking wet pussy is all too eager to accept me, and all of a sudden, there’s a lot more dick inside you right now than there was a moment ago. My thick cock is buried inside you all the way to the hilt.

And then you freeze for a moment, as your eyes go wide and you realize that you’ve broken our little agreement. I love watching the gears in your head turn as you try to decide what to do next. It’s all so predictable. “Well,” you think, “we weren’t supposed to, but we’ve gone this far, what’s the harm in continuing? Especially when it feels so good…”

You could ask me to pull out. We could stop here, and go our separate ways. But that gnawing curiosity inside you would remain unsatisfied. Just a taste isn’t enough for you anymore. You need more. So you ask me to keep going. I happily obey. Now the full length of my cock is plunging in and out of you with each thrust, stretching you out, pushing against pleasurable parts in you that you didn’t know existed. And this time, I’m enjoying myself too.

I’m using your pussy for exactly what it was made for, pleasuring myself with your cunt as I pin your legs down to your sides and hold you down against the mattress with my weight. Maybe you feel a momentary pang of regret; maybe a brief thought of “we weren’t supposed to go this far…” flashes through your mind, but it fades in an instant as the tip of my cock bumps against your back walls. It feels too good, it feels natural, it feels right. And you can feel yourself getting close. You’re going to cum. You’re going to cum with a man’s cock deep inside you.

But I’ve been waiting for this moment. I’ve been timing my thrusts, riding the edge of my own orgasm, until I can tell you’re at the point of no return. I start to grunt as I thrust into you forcefully, and groan out that I’m going to cum. But you’re so close yourself, if I were to pull out now, you’d lose it. All that slow buildup, all that arousal would go to waste. So you clutch at me involuntarily, wrap your legs around my hips, buck and writhe as your body tries its hardest to coax the orgasm out of me. Maybe you even let out a moan. Maybe a whimper slips out: “Please cum inside me.” Did I really just say that? you think, but it’s far too late to do anything about it now. You cum, and so do I.

I plunge into you, balls deep, and I unload inside you, shooting rope after rope of hot cum splashing against your cervix. Your cunt contracts along my cock as it throbs and pulses, milking out every last drop into your eager womb.

And as we catch our breaths, and the high of your orgasm starts to fade, it hits you. Oops. That wasn’t supposed to happen. You were supposed to stay strong. But now there’s a man’s cock inside you, twitching and softening as my cum dribbles out of your stretched-out pussy. You should feel guilty, or ashamed, but you don’t. Instead, you feel a tinge of embarrassment. You’ve been calling yourself a lesbian all this time, but now your body’s given the game away. You’re hooked, and you’re going to keep coming back for more.

"Be a good boy/girl," used as a trigger, implanted deep in your mind, to silence you at the mere flicker of disobedience; forcing you back into blank obedience.

Doesn't that sound fun?

"spam likers will be blocked" spam likers can cum in my mouth

damn girl, you look like you are easily overpowered (flirting)

The BEST part about knots is once its in consent no longer matters, youre tied untill the cum is done flowing. If you wanted it? Great. If you decided a second too late you didnt feel safe having a thick heavy load pumped deep through your cervix? Thats really just too bad, theres nothing either of you can do about it now, youre being bred.

Whispering in your ear "fuck you're so tight when you're scared" after I force myself into you

I keep having this fantasy where I'm out with a femme, and I'm her big tough butch. We're walking home late at night, but we'll be fine, because I'm there to protect her, right...? I don't see the men in the alleyway. They're on me before I realize what's going on, and I yell for my girlfriend to get away before my head is bashed against the ground and I am dazed. The biggest man of them all is working on my belt, tearing my jeans down to around my thighs and groping my cunt through my boxers. One of his hands is around my mouth, so I can't scream for help. I shut my eyes and try not to cry too much-- at least my girlfriend got away, right? Her screaming causes me to snap my eyes open again. One of the other men rounds the corner, holding onto her wrists. Despite her struggling it's clear there's no way she can get away. The men laugh as they surround us, the one holding on to me wrenching me around to face my girlfriend. I can't look her in the eye. "Two cunts for the price of one," The man holding on to me chuckles. "A good night. Luckily, I'm feeling generous." "We can either rape you both right here on this concrete, and we'll see if we can scrounge up some condoms or something. Or--" and a cold dread creeps up my spine as I realize the man behind me is smiling, "you can leave, right now. And we'll just fuck your little butch dyke 'boyfriend' raw." I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. God, this can't be happening. I stare desperately at my girlfriend. Despite the situation, I find myself just wanting her to stay, so I won't go through this alone. My girlfriend looks at me, her lip trembling. There's already a bruise around her eye. She looks at the man behind her, then back at me, the expression on her face inscrutable. Then, she squirms out of the man's arms, and bolts into the darkness.

My anguished scream is cut off by the man behind me laughing, tearing at my boxers and shoving them in my mouth, held in place by his left hand as he shoves me up against a wall. He grinds his erection on my ass, groping my tits over my shirt with his right hand, before beginning to fumble with his belt. "Oh well. Guess at least one bitch is better than one." I can hear the leering in his voice as he pulls his cock out of his pants, feeling it flop against my ass. God, he's huge, and thick. He gropes my ass again, before reaching under me to roughly rub my hairy cunt, spreading my folds before slapping my ass. His cock ruts against my cunt for a moment before catching on my hole and shoving in. I cry out in pain through my wet boxers, boxed in on all sides by his weight and thick cock. I can feel the way it's throbbing inside me as he bucks roughly into my cunt.

"God, your tight. Knew you'd have the better cunt. You butches are always whores for it in the end." He grunts, chuckling happily. "'Sides, we didn't have any fuckin' condoms anyways."

He settles into a quick, rough rhythm, grunting in my ear as his balls slap against my cunt. The other men are cackling, and I see a few of them getting their own cocks out. The man fucking me leans in towards my ear. "Guess you don't have a girlfriend anymore, dyke. Don't worry, though, you'll have someone new to keep you company in a few months."

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 😘

I guarantee you he knows… he’s heard your moans as he fucked your girlfriend’s strap into you, he’s seen how submissive you get when you’re pinned beneath them both, and I’m sure he’s noticed your little glances towards him and his body when you’re supposed to be focusing your attention on your girlfriend. He’s just playing along… it’s far more humiliating if you’re the one who begs him to fuck you in the end.

And aren’t you a lucky girl to have a girlfriend who’s willing to indulge in your fantasies? She probably loves the idea of sharing him with you… it makes him so much hotter knowing that he could be so dominant that even a lesbian can find surrendering to him inevitable. If you fall, I wonder what she has planned for the rest of your polycule…

Polyamorous lesbian anon with an update

writing this from the bathroom after the threesome with my gf and her bf. It was pretty awkward at first cause they clearly had it planned and assumed I'd moreso be going along since I agreed.

Their idea basically put me on the bottom, my gf wearing a strap on top of me, and then him fucking her on top. and well, it didn't seem so bad. It's just sex but also there's a man there.

Dear God was I out of my depth, she did almost no thrusting at all, it was just his weight and power transferred through her to me. I was trappes under them, and fucked so much more vigorously than my gf ever topped me, so much weight and force.

I think I came a couple of times, hard to keep track when bottoming (I'm trans so, yknow, anal orgasms feel pretty different), but it was nonstop moaning from us, I couldn't hold back, she didn't hold back. And after a couple of rounds and maybe a couple of hours, we moved to spooning.

He was so big his arm draped over her naturally draped over me too, he didn't even ask if he could touch my tits, he just did it so casually it felt so degrading and amazing. I've never felt a man intimately and his tender roughness was intoxicating and exhilirating.

My gf teased me so much about it, and now that I'm starting to recover I'm feeling kind of eager for another go, once I recover of course. Maybe i can get my gf to wear a bigger strap? or something that mimics his size. He's pretty average as far as I know, but I'm hungry for it. His scent was amazing and I can smell his sweat on me.

It's definately normal to be a lesbian and think this much about a man's smell and dick.

Congratulations! Sounds like your girlfriend knew even better than you how much she wanted this… but she’s still doing her best to ease you into it gently. Even so, when he was dictating the force of her thrusts into you, fucking you harder than she ever could on her own, when it was his hands on your breasts while you lay in bed, it’s almost like the two of you were having sex by proxy, isn’t it?

That was all it took to make you hungry for more… just feeling how powerful he is, knowing what his cock is capable of doing. Your girlfriend didn’t make you cum… he did, pleasuring two women with the same cock simultaneously. Imagining how he’d feel without your girlfriend in the way is probably making your head spin…

It’s cute that even now you’re still looking for intermediate steps to take, trying to slow your descent into becoming a fucktoy for your girlfriend’s boyfriend… why hold back? You know what it is that you want, no matter how exhilarating and overwhelming it sounds like in theory. Maybe what you just need is to get far more familiar with his cock before you ever take it inside you. Maybe your girlfriend would offer to show you how to suck it with her? She seems like a very eager teacher… she’s probably had this planned from the start.

Polyamorous lesbian anon with an update

writing this from the bathroom after the threesome with my gf and her bf. It was pretty awkward at first cause they clearly had it planned and assumed I'd moreso be going along since I agreed.

Their idea basically put me on the bottom, my gf wearing a strap on top of me, and then him fucking her on top. and well, it didn't seem so bad. It's just sex but also there's a man there.

Dear God was I out of my depth, she did almost no thrusting at all, it was just his weight and power transferred through her to me. I was trappes under them, and fucked so much more vigorously than my gf ever topped me, so much weight and force.

I think I came a couple of times, hard to keep track when bottoming (I'm trans so, yknow, anal orgasms feel pretty different), but it was nonstop moaning from us, I couldn't hold back, she didn't hold back. And after a couple of rounds and maybe a couple of hours, we moved to spooning.

He was so big his arm draped over her naturally draped over me too, he didn't even ask if he could touch my tits, he just did it so casually it felt so degrading and amazing. I've never felt a man intimately and his tender roughness was intoxicating and exhilirating.

My gf teased me so much about it, and now that I'm starting to recover I'm feeling kind of eager for another go, once I recover of course. Maybe i can get my gf to wear a bigger strap? or something that mimics his size. He's pretty average as far as I know, but I'm hungry for it. His scent was amazing and I can smell his sweat on me.

It's definately normal to be a lesbian and think this much about a man's smell and dick.

Congratulations! Sounds like your girlfriend knew even better than you how much she wanted this… but she’s still doing her best to ease you into it gently. Even so, when he was dictating the force of her thrusts into you, fucking you harder than she ever could on her own, when it was his hands on your breasts while you lay in bed, it’s almost like the two of you were having sex by proxy, isn’t it?

That was all it took to make you hungry for more… just feeling how powerful he is, knowing what his cock is capable of doing. Your girlfriend didn’t make you cum… he did, pleasuring two women with the same cock simultaneously. Imagining how he’d feel without your girlfriend in the way is probably making your head spin…

It’s cute that even now you’re still looking for intermediate steps to take, trying to slow your descent into becoming a fucktoy for your girlfriend’s boyfriend… why hold back? You know what it is that you want, no matter how exhilarating and overwhelming it sounds like in theory. Maybe what you just need is to get far more familiar with his cock before you ever take it inside you. Maybe your girlfriend would offer to show you how to suck it with her? She seems like a very eager teacher… she’s probably had this planned from the start.

I'm a lesbian but I want to belong to a man so so bad. Like I want to be forced to marry a man and to be devoted to him as his little cock sucking pet. Maybe once in a while he'll let me play with other dykes but we all know that they're gonna end up being converted like me. It's just so hot especially since I'm ovulating rn 🥺 I just wanna be filled up and I wanna dm you but I'm too shy 👉🏼👈🏼

Oh, you poor little thing… don’t you know those desires will only get even stronger once you take the next step? Don’t you want to be under a man’s control, to belong to him, to give up your sexual preferences, your autonomy, your independence, just so that you can please him a little bit better? How are you ever going to make that happen unless you try?

I might sound scary, but I’m really a huge softie when I’m not giving someone the push they really need. There are plenty of happily broken dykes in my DMs who can attest… how would you like to join their ranks? I hope to see you back here soon, anon… maybe the next time you’ve ovulating, when being shy doesn’t seem as important as filling that aching void inside you?

Hi there!

I've been lurking on your blog for a little while, I'm a trans lesbian, but the idea of being broken and being forced to just be a slut for men is making me so goddamned horny 😭😭😭. Any advice, places to start, or tasks for me?

It’s very simple… just keep edging, and don’t let yourself cum, and your kinks and desires will start to get more intense all on their own. You’ll start to want it worse and worse, your inhibitions and reluctance will start to crumble, and your innocence, your good judgment, and even your sexuality will start to disappear and reform themselves as you mold yourself into becoming a better slut for men.

lesbian polycule anon

I'm pretty nervous, been looking at dylebreaky dtuff all day in anticipation. I might finally make a blog for all this if it goes well.

Maybe the trigger for giving in and doing that is taking his cum? Eating it out of my gf or directly in me.

Worst case scenario, you’ll try it and you won’t like it… but let’s be realistic: that’s not what’s going to happen, and the anticipation of feeling his cock inside you is only going to make it feel even better when you finally take it.

I would be thrilled if you made your own blog to spread your story… I know dozens of dykes who are too shy to go through with their kink in real life who’d be dying to read it… you might just be the inspiration they need to try cock themselves…

But as for your question, yes, I think that’d mark the perfect transition from a curious lesbian with a kink to cockdrunk broken dyke who wants to spread the gospel of men to as many fence-straddling lesbians as possible.

What's your opinion on trans girl lesbians who kinda thinks the idea of being forced to be obsessed with cock is really hot?

“Kinda,” hmm? It’s easy to make you very obsessed when a man’s thick hard cock is hanging right in front of your face, overwhelming each one of your senses, making your face turn bright red with humiliation and excitement...

My opinion is we should get you on your knees right now and make you start practicing… what do you think?

doggy style means you get a treat after btw <3

I'll never stop thinking about gently yet firmly breeding someone. Cuddling and petting them all over as our hips grind together, whispering praise into the crook of their shoulder as I force my length deeper into them. Clinging to them so hard it hurts and sharp gasps escape their lips every time I guide their pliant body. Just manhandling them into a mating press, roughly moving them into any position where I can cling to them as they take my cock. I can't stop it's too good I can't stop telling them how incredible it feels, how much I love them, how much I need to empty my load as deep as I can, they were made for this, their burning heat exists for me to pump full of hot cum... Fuck I won't even be able to stop once I've flooded them with my load, I'll have to fuck it deeper, use my cum as lube and keep my cock warm until I can fill them all over again. They're so perfect, so obedient, craving every drop until I'm spent, we need eachother so bad, we're so desperate for this, I need you, you're mine, mine, mine.

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 😘

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...

So, I'm a lesbian, I'm polyamorous. More and more people are these days, it's starting to be normalized, and honestly in this economy you need that many incomes to afford to move out from your parents.

So I've got my polycule, it's fairly large. 5 of us in one home, a couple more LDRs spread out across the states and all, and we're all women.

But we aren't all lesbians, and well, my first ever gf is Bi and I certainly don't hold that against her, but her new bf has been coming around so often, and we're pretty open about sex here so he's been in the room as a couple of us have fucked.

and he's bi but like, he's so tall and he dresses so straight, and now I know my gf is getting dicked down Hard in the bed we sleep in together, and he's gonna move in with us eventually. I started getting into L gets D stuff before he was in our lives, but fuck I can't help but imagine our polycule just becoming his harem, being owned. Not caring for women I used to date, just seeing them as competition for attention from our man.

What a wonderful scenario… a group of women, bonded together by love, living together by economic necessity, sharing everything with each other including each other… and then all it takes is one man to be introduced into the mix for everyone to start naturally gravitating towards him, instead. Your egalitarian connection fading away, and reforming into a very different kind of relationship… one where all of you are together, beneath him, united in servitude.

How convenient for you that you were already into orientation play, and this ‘kink’ of yours finally gets put to the test… knowing how hard your girlfriend is getting dicked down by a man in your own bed must leave you salivating. I’m sure you must be pressing her for details, aching to know what he feels like for yourself. Because you’re all poly, after all, I’m sure she’d be all too happy to indulge your curiosity. Will you be the first domino to fall? Will you give in to that hunger, and make sure your other girlfriends know how much you enjoyed it? Will you make them crave it too, until one by one he conquers another lesbian’s sexuality? Until you’re just a house full of eager toys for him, trying your best to outdo one another to please the man that owns you.

forcing subs to beg for what they want is so fucking hot. telling them to use their words and that they'll only get it if they beg like a good slut. seeing them get all red and shy, claiming that they dont know how to or that they get too flustered and try to hide their face. grabbing their wrists and pinning their hands above their head and again telling them to beg. hearing them stumble over their words for them to only be edged for the night because they need to learn to use their words better

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 ;)

You know what my favorite thing about knots is? Once you start feeling it swell inside you, there’s no turning back.

When you’re in heat, when your mind gets all warm and fuzzy and all you can think about is being mounted and bred as all your judgment goes out the window, it’s all too easy to find yourself in a compromising situation, on your back or on all fours with a cock thrusting in and out of you.

With a human cock, once you start feeling it throb inside you and flood you with warmth, you don’t have to dwell on it afterwards. As the realization hits you that you’ve just let someone cum inside your fertile cunt and that wave of shame washes over you, you can easily kick them out of bed, take a long shower, go out and get some plan B, and try to forget about the whole thing.

But when there’s a knot inside you, you’re stuck. When they growl and buries themself inside you and you feel the base of their cock stretching you out and tying you, there’s no pulling out. When you feel their ropes of hot cum paint your insides and your primal instincts finally get what they’ve been craving, and that moment of lucidity finally hits you, you’re left with the sinking realization that it’s not over yet. Their knot is there to make sure the job gets done. You have to lie there, conjoined at the hip, for at least the next half hour, utterly humiliated as the weight of your decisions comes crashing down on you… and all the while their thick cock just keeps pulsing, filling you with even more semen. It’s unavoidable… you can try all you like, but their knotted dick putting constant pressure against the walls of your cunt serves as a constant reminder of what’s going on inside you right now… their sperm trickling past your cervix, racing towards your defenseless eggs.

When they finally deflate, and pull out with a loud pop followed by a torrent of thick white cum, there’s no doubt about it: one moment of weakness was all it took… you wanted to be bred, and now it’s not just your cunt that’s been claimed by their fat knot, it’s your womb.

Fuuuuck I was tempted to keep this ask to myself because I came to this about three times, but I don't think it's fair to keep such a wonderful idea to myself...

Everything about this is so hot. I can't decide if I like the idea of being on my back or my front more. On my hands and knees is appealing, like the dog I am, pinned underneath the weight of whoever has mounted me. I'd be unable to get away no matter how much I cried or writhed, my legs forcibly spread as they fuck their knot into me.

But on the other hand... on my back, unable to look away from whoever has decided to breed me... I'd be so flushed with fear and arousal. My legs spread around their waste or pushed up into a mating press, feeling the weight and power behind the cock that's forcibly spreading my cunt, the knot just starting to catch on my hole.

Once it's in I think it'd be really painful, but no matter how much I sob, I can't get away from the fact that I'm tied. You're right, my womb is defenseless-- I acted like a dumb dog in heat and now I'm getting treated like one. I'd be able to feel every inch of their cock throbbing deep against my womb, my own cunt spread around the knot and pulsating around it, my clit on display. You could make me cum like that, rubbing on my clit and making fun of how I hump against you, my hairy butch cunt broken on your knot as I pull your sperm further and further towards my fertile womb. When you pulled out I'd whine, ostensibly in fear but you know the truth by the way my flushed, fucked out cunt would clench around nothing, cum dripping from my folds. I'd try to crawl away to clean up but the damage is already done.

Still won't stop you from giving it a few more goes, just to make sure it really takes.

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