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Let’s play that game
Imagine being (kinky) friends and I invite you over to my place. We are playing a new game I’ve owned for a few weeks, but you desperately want to try or see.
As a rule though, for the troubles, I tell you that you need to take your pants off when in my room. You struggle. Feel embarrassed. Shy. But it’s oh so worth it right? It’s just your pants. You are allowed to stay dressed. I also promise there’s going to be blankets and other warm items to cover yourself up with. So what’s the risk?
We end up meeting up. Hanging out. The first 15 minutes we just laugh and game and we are both laying under the blankets. Then at one point I tell you to get on my lap. You struggle against it for a bit, but eventually get coaxed and sweettalked into getting ontop of me. What can go wrong? We are busy gaming after all. So we game. And game. And suddenly you feel me squeeze my body closer to you. And closer. You feel the energy shift in the room. Making you feel the heat oh so more intensely.
Maybe you teasingly start moving your ass a bit. Maybe it wasn’t on purpose that you started to grind yourself onto me. No matter. At one point you’ll hear me growl. I hand over the controller foe you to explore a bit. Guiding you in the game. But while both my hands are rested on your bare legs. And then they move closer to your hips. And closer. Until suddenly I put my hand in between your legs. You try to close them. I open them by force. You whimper. I slip my hand inside. Forcefully fingering you in ways you have never been fingered before. You try to resist. Softly beg for me to stop. But now you are mine. My hand drenched in your pussy juice. My other hand wrapped around your throat.
How far will I go? Will I snap fully and fuck you rough and deep until you pass out. Will I have mercy for you. Will I be gentle. Or will I be violent and mean. Regardless. This little game is going to be oh so fun for both.
shh, shhh... its okay, you're his special girl, now bend a bit more and let him watch you...attagirl
A sub cries out as their dom thrusts inside them "It hurts!" they cry out, their dom just gives a confused look and shakes their head "No, no, no baby. You're mistaken, it feels good." the dom coos in their subs ears. "...Feels good?" The sub repeats softly "Why, yes I wouldn't be still inside you if it felt bad. Now tell me, how does it feel?" the dom asks with a small smile. "Feels...good." The sub says happily, spreading their thighs so their dom can fuck them deeper
groom me pls <333 act like a caring father figure that genuinely cares about me so I idolise you and will do anything you say then take advantage of it. make me do the most disgusting, depraved things so you don’t abandon me. make me both fear and crave you
an abusive and possessive guy friend that doesn’t take no for an answer, or understand personal space, pretty please
it could start off with us meeting online. him already knowing from my profile that i’m a lesbian, so we’d fall into a comfortable routine as friends. we’d text non-stop, facetime all through the night, and give each other advice. it would feel like i’m i’d finally found a male figure in my life that i can trust to be myself around authentically. i’d always feel so safe around him. and he would feel the same, but then he’s start to vie my comfort differently...
the morning and goodnight text would start to become required no matter what I had going on personally. if i’d ‘ignore his calls’ he’d assume i’m trying to cut him off, and start to become highly manipulative. even his gaze would linger too long on my chest whenever i’d forget to wear a bra on cam.
our time together would become strained…maybe I’d call it out at first. making jokes that suddenly turn into real accusations. but they wouldn’t be ‘accusations’ now would they? because, he’d pull back. get into my good graces, plan to finally meet up and it would suddenly all become so clear.
holding onto me during our day time “friend-dates.” offering to drive me around just so he’d always know where i was and when. and finally, on one faithful night out when I was getting a bit too close to another girl…he’d demand my full attention. making up a reason for us to leave and for me to watch over him through the night. swearing that he just needed me there for him.
but as soon as night fell, he’d move to execute a way to completely nullify my protest. something that would leave me with a piece of him…
i’m drinking and i think the perfect thing to pair with it would be a groomer in my messages, asking pervy questions while i mindlessly sip on my cocktail.
(it takes one cocktail to get me my preferred level of drunk and my dm/asks is open)
“Oh god quit your fucking whining, you should be thanking daddy for doing this to you.”