u/Afraid_Scallion_316

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

So come be my personal stress toy. Let me show you what you've been missing.

I welcome you to resist. It only makes the breaking sweeter.

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

So come be my personal stress toy. Let me show you what you've been missing.

I welcome you to resist. It only makes the breaking sweeter.

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

I'll start slow and sweet so you let your guard down. Then I'll twist everything you told me into weapons. I'll degrade you until you can't look at yourself without hearing my voice calling you a pathetic little stress toy. I'll humiliate you until walking around with my cum leaking down your thighs feels normal. I'll break you so completely that the second I snap my fingers you'll drop whatever you're doing and present yourself like the trained fuckpet you've become, even if you're in public, even if you're supposed to be "not in the mood."

I'll threaten to record every session and keep the blackmail forever. I'll drag the flat of a knife across your skin while I whisper exactly how I'll ruin your life if you ever try to leave. I'll breed you in my threats until the idea of carrying my cum inside you for days makes you cum harder than anything else. I'll make you thank me after every slap, every ruined orgasm, every time I use you and walk away like you mean nothing.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

So come be my personal stress toy. Let me show you what you've been missing.

I welcome you to resist. It only makes the breaking sweeter.

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

I'll start slow and sweet so you let your guard down. Then I'll twist everything you told me into weapons. I'll degrade you until you can't look at yourself without hearing my voice calling you a pathetic little stress toy. I'll humiliate you until walking around with my cum leaking down your thighs feels normal. I'll break you so completely that the second I snap my fingers you'll drop whatever you're doing and present yourself like the trained fuckpet you've become, even if you're in public, even if you're supposed to be "not in the mood."

I'll threaten to record every session and keep the blackmail forever. I'll drag the flat of a knife across your skin while I whisper exactly how I'll ruin your life if you ever try to leave. I'll breed you in my threats until the idea of carrying my cum inside you for days makes you cum harder than anything else. I'll make you thank me after every slap, every ruined orgasm, every time I use you and walk away like you mean nothing.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

So come be my personal stress toy. Let me show you what you've been missing.

I welcome you to resist. It only makes the breaking sweeter.

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

So come be my personal stress toy. Let me show you what you've been missing.

about me:

I'm 22 yrs old, bout 6'1, average build. i'm an engineering major, kinda nerdy, love reading and writing. I'm a dom, mostly into rough and taboo kinks, but depending on my partner's play style and limits i can always adapt my own play style

Here are my kinks and limits:

Kinks: cnc, bdsm, taboo play, degradation and humiliation, sweet talk, dirty talk, public play, risk of getting caught, freeuse, clothed and semi clothed, voiceplay, rough sex, marking, knife play, dirty talking, incest, etc.

Limits: scat, gore, vore, toilet play

Hope to hear from you, and have a kinky day

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

So come be my personal stress toy. Let me show you what you've been missing.

about me:

I'm 22 yrs old, bout 6'1, average build. i'm an engineering major, kinda nerdy, love reading and writing. I'm a dom, mostly into rough and taboo kinks, but depending on my partner's play style and limits i can always adapt my own play style

Here are my kinks and limits:

Kinks: cnc, bdsm, taboo play, degradation and humiliation, sweet talk, dirty talk, public play, risk of getting caught, freeuse, clothed and semi clothed, voiceplay, rough sex, marking, knife play, dirty talking, incest, etc.

Limits: scat, gore, vore, toilet play

Hope to hear from you, and have a kinky day

​

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

I'll start slow and sweet so you let your guard down. Then I'll twist everything you told me into weapons. I'll degrade you until you can't look at yourself without hearing my voice calling you a pathetic little stress toy. I'll humiliate you until walking around with my cum leaking down your thighs feels normal. I'll break you so completely that the second I snap my fingers you'll drop whatever you're doing and present yourself like the trained fuckpet you've become, even if you're in public, even if you're supposed to be "not in the mood."

I'll threaten to record every session and keep the blackmail forever. I'll drag the flat of a knife across your skin while I whisper exactly how I'll ruin your life if you ever try to leave. I'll breed you in my threats until the idea of carrying my cum inside you for days makes you cum harder than anything else. I'll make you thank me after every slap, every ruined orgasm, every time I use you and walk away like you mean nothing.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

I'll start slow and sweet so you let your guard down. Then I'll twist everything you told me into weapons. I'll degrade you until you can't look at yourself without hearing my voice calling you a pathetic little stress toy. I'll humiliate you until walking around with my cum leaking down your thighs feels normal. I'll break you so completely that the second I snap my fingers you'll drop whatever you're doing and present yourself like the trained fuckpet you've become, even if you're in public, even if you're supposed to be "not in the mood."

I'll threaten to record every session and keep the blackmail forever. I'll drag the flat of a knife across your skin while I whisper exactly how I'll ruin your life if you ever try to leave. I'll breed you in my threats until the idea of carrying my cum inside you for days makes you cum harder than anything else. I'll make you thank me after every slap, every ruined orgasm, every time I use you and walk away like you mean nothing.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

​

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

I'll start slow and sweet so you let your guard down. Then I'll twist everything you told me into weapons. I'll degrade you until you can't look at yourself without hearing my voice calling you a pathetic little stress toy. I'll humiliate you until walking around with my cum leaking down your thighs feels normal. I'll break you so completely that the second I snap my fingers you'll drop whatever you're doing and present yourself like the trained fuckpet you've become, even if you're in public, even if you're supposed to be "not in the mood."

I'll threaten to record every session and keep the blackmail forever. I'll drag the flat of a knife across your skin while I whisper exactly how I'll ruin your life if you ever try to leave. I'll breed you in my threats until the idea of carrying my cum inside you for days makes you cum harder than anything else. I'll make you thank me after every slap, every ruined orgasm, every time I use you and walk away like you mean nothing.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

I'll start slow and sweet so you let your guard down. Then I'll twist everything you told me into weapons. I'll degrade you until you can't look at yourself without hearing my voice calling you a pathetic little stress toy. I'll humiliate you until walking around with my cum leaking down your thighs feels normal. I'll break you so completely that the second I snap my fingers you'll drop whatever you're doing and present yourself like the trained fuckpet you've become, even if you're in public, even if you're supposed to be "not in the mood."

I'll threaten to record every session and keep the blackmail forever. I'll drag the flat of a knife across your skin while I whisper exactly how I'll ruin your life if you ever try to leave. I'll breed you in my threats until the idea of carrying my cum inside you for days makes you cum harder than anything else. I'll make you thank me after every slap, every ruined orgasm, every time I use you and walk away like you mean nothing.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

I know you come here looking for the kind of pounding that leaves you limping for days and thinking about it every time you touch yourself for years afterward. The kind where your ass is still sore every time you sit down but your cunt still betrays you and gets wet at the memory.

I'm not here to make you like me. I'm here because I want you to hate me. I want you to hate every single second you spend talking to me, hate how easily I make your body react, hate that you keep coming back even though you swear you won't. A few calm words in your ear and you'll be spreading your legs like the desperate whore you pretend not to be. A single touch and you'll already be grinding against my thigh soaked and shaking.

I don't plan on just fucking you. I plan on abusing you in every way that matters. CNC isn't just taking what I want. It's earning your trust first, learning every secret that makes you tick, figuring out exactly what breaks you... and then using all of it against you until you're crying and dripping at the same time.

I'll start slow and sweet so you let your guard down. Then I'll twist everything you told me into weapons. I'll degrade you until you can't look at yourself without hearing my voice calling you a pathetic little stress toy. I'll humiliate you until walking around with my cum leaking down your thighs feels normal. I'll break you so completely that the second I snap my fingers you'll drop whatever you're doing and present yourself like the trained fuckpet you've become, even if you're in public, even if you're supposed to be "not in the mood."

I'll threaten to record every session and keep the blackmail forever. I'll drag the flat of a knife across your skin while I whisper exactly how I'll ruin your life if you ever try to leave. I'll breed you in my threats until the idea of carrying my cum inside you for days makes you cum harder than anything else. I'll make you thank me after every slap, every ruined orgasm, every time I use you and walk away like you mean nothing.

And the whole time you'll be fighting me, cursing me, telling me you hate me and never want to speak again... right up until your soaked cunt forces you to crawl back begging for more.

I know exactly what you need. I know how wet you already are reading this. I've done it before and I'll do it again, better each time.

I welcome you to resist, if you can...