I Need To Find A Rich Lesbian Who'll Pay For My Bottom Surgery So That They Can Own My Cunt. I'll Not

I need to find a rich lesbian who'll pay for my bottom surgery so that they can own my cunt. I'll not be allowed to touch myself at all without their permission, and even when they let me, I'll have to beg to be allowed to cum. They will also be the only person who gets to fuck my pussy and any picture of my cunt will belong to them to send to whoever they want.

(This is about lesbian sex. Cis men and minors DNI)

something something about tattooed fingers...

[op is a trans lesbian, she/her - men and minors dni]

Hey. Pay attention. This is important. Listen very carefully.

Your mission, should you chose to accept it, is of vital importance.

You're going to find one of those trans girls; you know the type. Insecure, overly-agreeable, quick to offer her time and energy to the cause of making other people happy. You'll find her topping other trans girls, or DMing a campaign, or doing her best to make other people like her feel desirable and wanted. Yes, I see the light dawning in your eyes - you know exactly who I mean.

Once you find her, you'll need to act quick. You need to push her down, get her while she's high, or simply overpower her if possible, but you need to get a collar around her neck ASAP. She'll struggle, deny that she needs it, ask you what you want instead. You have options here; you can tell her that you want her, or you can tell her to shut up and make it clear through your actions.

Regardless, once you've tightened the collar around her neck, she should go limp and get all pliable. This is where the fun begins, and is absolutely critical that you have fun. Her pleasure (and pain!) should be the first priority, but if you're not enjoying yourself, she WILL know. Still, this is your chance to play around with a tgirl. Take full advantage of it! Feel up her tits, stick your fingers in her mouth - enjoy her dumb little sensitive moans. I'd recommend employing some light hypnosis to make things easier next time; implant some commands to make her melt whenever you'd like!

DO NOT MAKE HER TOP. DO NOT TOUCH HER DICK UNLESS YOU ARE 1,000% POSITIVE YOU ARE TREATING HER LIKE A GIRL. IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I MEAN THEN DON'T TOUCH HER DICK.

When she's getting tired, or has cum, or has started to tap out, then its time to move onto the second to last step - don't let it end. Don't take her collar off. Put her in the chastity cage that she bought and barely used. This is her new normal now, and she's going to have to accept it. Tell her that! Tell her that she belongs to you; that her cock might as well not be there anymore. Tell her that her body exists for your pleasure. She's your toy. A cute, submissive little pet for you to use and abuse at your leisure.

Here's the real final step - make good on your promise. Feel her up. Don't make it a one time thing. Don't let it be a once in a blue moon occasion. You've stripped her bare, forced her to give in and submit for her own sake and for yours, instead of sacrificing her own engagement for other people's pleasure. Don't waste that vulnerability.

Oh no I certainly hope no mean dom(me)s find me and send me asks, that’d just be terrible~

Definitely don’t talk about you wanna breed me full, and definetly don’t talk about how you’d use me and my holes for your pleasure. And certainly don’t call me a needy slut or anything~

I’d just hate that

I jumped into bed, and lay down next to her. Her hair smelled like coconut oil and she was warm in bed. I wrapped my arm around her, over the soft, silky pajamas covering her. I tried to tell whether or not she was asleep, as her chest slowly rose and fell.

She gave a little yawn, and shifted her body down, curling herself into the crook of my hips. As she moved, my arm caught on her chest, and I felt her nipple as it brushed past.

I still wasn't sure she was awake. I moved my arm back down, again flicking her nipple, a bit more firmly than before.

Her butt stuck out, pressing into me, and my arm instantly tightened around her. I pressed my face close behind her, against the smell of her hair and the sound of her quickening breath. I moved my arm so that my hand clutched her chest while my elbow was pressing her hip down into the mattress.

I pressed my palm against her nipple and kneaded my fingers into her chest gently. I heard her exhale suddenly, and figured I should say something.

"Hey."

"... hey," she responded.

That done, I pressed my body against hers and started to push and pull, easily guiding her hips and body. I love hearing her squeak when I pinch her breast in my hand and she arches her back to follow my fingers.

I push my other arm under her, grabbing her with both hands and pulling her tightly against me.

Now she's at the point where she's moving on her own. Even if I leave my arms still, her chest puffs out and her ass twitches in my lap. I decide that I've been making it too easy for her.

"Stop moving, babe."

"Unh... okay."

She stays still, and I gently nuzzle my face into her neck as if I was done.

When I start again, I'm more rough with her. My nails dig into her soft skin, and I relish her gasping as I pin her hips down with my arm and grind into her.

God, I love all the things she says. So much of that "Oh - fuck - babe - baby - yesssyesyesyes" that makes her sound so sweet and needy.

I want to make her feel good. I run my hand along her, just above her waist.

"Do you mind if I touch you?"

"No, baby. Please..."

I felt her soft clit under her clothes. I pressed a finger underneath it and started drawing lines up to the tip.

I made the strokes faster and faster. She lifted up one of her legs, and I pushed my arm into the inside of her thigh to spread her out further.

I started drawing little circles right underneath the tip, just how she likes. She's whimpering and shaking and so insanely sexy.

"Oh - babe - babe."

"I remember the first time you called me babe. I was touching you just like this. You really like it, huh?"

She moans and nods, but I really wanted to hear her voice struggling to be coherent.

"Tell me you like it."

I can feel a twitch run through her legs, and her clit suddenly gets harder, pressing back through the fabric against my fingers.

"Yes, baby, I like it s- uh- so much."

"Do you love me for making you feel this way?"

"Yes!! Yes, I love you, you're so good - babe - mmhmm!"

God. She twitched while I yawned and lay back on the pillow. She turned around to kiss me, and I felt a wet spot through her panties as she pressed against my leg.

I want you to tie me up so I can't move and I have to listen as you whisper into my ear about how pretty I am and reassure me that I'm a real girl and you care about me.