Feeling Primal To The Point I Want To Sink My Teeth Into Your Neck, Growling While Im Thrusting My Cum

Feeling primal to the point I want to sink my teeth into your neck, growling while I’m thrusting my cum inside of your pretty pussy. Unable to form words besides the growls coming out of my mouth. Desperate to fuck my cum deeper inside of my pretty girl

[I really would strongly recommend scrolling past this if you’re not fucked up/ only here for the fluff and praise. Stay safe out there, munchkins <3]

C/W: Guns, knives, violence, rape, blood, death threats

You’ve got two choices, you stupid little fucktoy. I’m going to fuck your mouth with the length of my gun or I’m going to press my knife against your neck, all while I rape your tight, abused cunt. If you can’t fucking choose, I’ll do both. I’ll make you taste the edge of my knife before I press it against your throat. I’ll shove my gun into your mouth, threatening to fucking pop it as I plunge deep inside your cunt, violently tearing you up, claiming you.

God, in my lust, in my savage thrusts inside you, my fingers might slip a little. Would you mind? I’ll try not to blow out your fucking brains, but I want to see you scream and cry as I draw a sharp line of blood against your throat, threatening to go deeper with every thrust inside your traumatised cunt. 

Fuck, is it wrong that I want to cut you up? That I want to see you flinch every time I shift the gun in my hand? I want to make you hurt. Piss me off and I’ll carve another hole to fuck. If you don’t cry enough, I might even just put a bullet in you and finger it, just to watch you writhe in agony. Just to watch sweat drip down your face as you feel pain like you’ve never felt it before.

Make your choice now.

i want a Man to convince me that my orgasms arent real. i want a Man to convince me that i physically cannot cum, that no female can. i want a Man to convince me that the feeling i get when im too stimulated isn’t an orgasm at all, its actually really unhealthy and bad for me. that feeling is not an orgasm, it’s actually a sign that im not taking care of myself. its a sign that im not edging the right way, that im not having sex the right way. i want a Man to convince me that orgasms are only something Men can physically experience, because biologically it is necessary for Men to cum in order to breed females and there is no reason a female would ever need an orgasm. i want a Man to convince me that a females asshole and mouth are actually her main fuckholes unless being bred, that the clitoris is not for orgasms, that it is actually meant for edging and edging alone to ensure that females are constantly in a dumbed down state ready to please Men.

i dream of you facefucking me in my wedding dress right before the ceremony, with your fingers on my clit edging me. i want my pussy dripping continously while i walk down the aisle. i want the taste of your cock still lingering on my lips as i say my vows. i want my nipples still hard and sensitive from the pinches and slaps, and my ass still red from the spanking you deemed necessary before you sent me to reapply my makeup. i want to feel submissive and horny and unsatisfied and used as i become your wife, for this is how i will feel for the rest of my life.

"This is because of you, you know."

He was on top of you, between your legs, inside you. You'd never seen him before. You didn't even know his name.

"Sure, I read a lot of stuff. But I never imagined doing this. Not before you."

Tears were rolling down your cheeks, but he was smiling at you, almost indulgently. As he raped you bare.

"I never thought any of those other girls really meant it. But you were so desperate, and you always seemed so lost. I just knew that you needed me."

He pushed in deeper, meeting no resistance. You were being raped, but you were so, so wet. You thought about his cock starting to leak pre-cum against your cervix and involuntarily tensed up, making him let out a pleasured groan.

"I never thought I'd do it, baby. But you're the one who made me believe."

God, I am so obsessed with sadists. All I want to do is listen to them talk about how hot it is to hurt me. How much they love it when I suffer for them. I get butterflies when they talk about breaking me. It’s so unbelievably hot to listen to them getting off to the idea of violating me. I love feeding into it. I love crying and begging them to stop. I love being a little victim.