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imagine this:

Particularly fertile sluts are forced to wear collars that advertise that it’s legal to breed them anytime, anywhere, no matter if they consent

Imagine every day as a breeding slut. At work your boss pushes you down onto the desk and fucks you so hard you forget what you were working on. You’re so useless that your coworkers push you onto the ground and have their way with you because it’s not like you’re doing anything useful otherwise.

You have to get groceries on the way home. On the subway you get pulled down onto someone’s lap and bounced on their cock until cum gushes out around it and they push you to the floor to get off at their stop.

You realize you’ve missed your own stop, so you get off and hail a cab. The cab driver takes you to the grocery store near your home but before you get out he climbs in the back and fucks you so hard the car rocks. People walk by and watch with casual interest. He still makes you pay the fare–this wasn’t an exchange, your pussy is free no matter what.

In the grocery store you get pushed to the ground in the produce section and fucked by three strangers in a row. You gather up your things and go to pay. Once you’ve paid, the cashier pushes you over the counter and fucks you full of cum in thirty seconds, businesslike. The people behind you in line call you a useless slut.

On the walk home a man in his car sees you waiting for the crosswalk light, pulls over, and fucks you right on the sidewalk. You’re so dazed on the ground that you don’t notice the homeless man until he’s balls deep in you, making loud wet noises as he adds to the mess already in your fucked-out cunt.

By the time you manage to get home and eat dinner, you’re so exhausted that you’re as limp as a fuck doll as strangers walk into your home and fill you with cum.

This is what you were made for. You’re such a talented public use slut.

imma love you girl, the way you need

https://www.instagram.com/raredimez/

“I want to kiss her, tell her my thoughts. God, I’m ready to love her. I’m burning, I am beside myself. I worship her.”

— Margarita Karapanou, tr. by N. C. Germanakos, from “Kassandra and the Wolf,”

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you ever wanna fuck the living shit outta somebody but also cook for them and make sure they’re emotionally stable?

I greeted him at the door on 4" heels, a high ponytail, and a satin apron.

He pushed me into my apartment with hungry kisses and desperate gropes.

I peeled back the layers of a long day at work: briefcase with a thud by the door and the friction of his belt through each belt loop. The buckle jingling as it fell to the floor.

He bent me over the table and thrust himself against my back and ass before unzipping and revealing his excitement to me. I ran the stiletto heel up his inseam while using the mental map of his body to guide my hands to revisit my treasure.

His mouth and hands raced to discover every spot that would make me gasp or moan. I cocked my head and squirmed in the shadow of his stature. The high ponytail danced against my skin.

He grasped my long brown tresses at the tip and recalled all the photos and videos in his wank bank of arched backs and bent necks.

He yanked so hard that he herniated C5-6. During the surgery for my artificial disc replacement, my surgeon found a bone shard 3mm from my spinal cord.

The man who whispered in my ear of how i was “marriage material” moved to Toronto 2 weeks after he damn near made me into a quadriplegic. He closed on a house the day of my surgery.

To this day, I jump when someone puts their hands near my head. My ears ring constantly. And every time I see one of you all post a photo of someone having their hair pulled, I think about all the pain one dumb, badly-executed move caused me.

1. Get consent. 2. Give warning. 3. Grab slowly and smoothly at the roots 4. Movement comes from the wrist (minimizes chance of injury to directional force) 5. If need be, let the person with the hair being pulled hold on to your wrist to either limit your movement or as a failsafe. 6. Over time develop trust with your partner to dial up neck extension, force, or speed.

All that and the fucker never even gave me a single orgasm.

His hand should strike you Never with anger, but for your pleasure His words should never hurt But should satisfy your need You should never be victim To abuse You should never feel Like you have no use Your submission should be for you And your growth Not a way to control you and feed Some evil man’s lust for power

JA (via thedominantpoet)

TRUE TRUEEEE

You want to call yourself her daddy?

What’s her favorite color? What’s something that always makes her laugh? What are her goals? Her dreams? What is she afraid of? Do you know what she likes do to when she wants to relax? Do you know what helps her when she’s had a bad day? Can you recognize when she needs extra love because she’s feeling needy but doesn’t want to say anything? Can you tell when she’s bothered by something? Do you know her favorite way to be held, to be cuddled, to be wrapped up in your arms? Are you her safe place to go to when the world gets scary? Does she feel safe opening up to you? Does she feel like she can tell you anything? Do you punish from a place of love/caring, for correction of her destructive behaviors, for her own good? Do you see her as a person, a whole complete, complicated person? Do you make her feel respected and cherished? Do you protect her? Do you take care of her?

Being daddy is way more than fucking her, and if you’re not ready to take her heart, mind, body and soul, and protect & treat them with all the love, care, tenderness, respect that you are capable of giving, then you’re not her daddy. You’re just some asshole who wants to be called that. And you can get fucked.

Bonjour 💋

via weheartit

When they beg so fast all their words jumble and melt together and when you start obliging them, the pitch gets higher and higher and their breath starts running out and their limbs are tensing in concentration and their hands are clutching, and the pleas dissolve into fervent gratitude and worship for your great kindness.

#NoMoreFakeDom/mes2016

“I’m the Dom/me, that’s why.” RED.

“I don’t have to discuss my behavior with you because I am allowed to do whatever I want.” RED.

“If you were a good sub, you wouldn’t have (so many) limits.” RED.

“If you were a good sub, you wouldn’t need a safeword.” RED.

“I don’t do warm ups.” RED.

“I don’t do aftercare.” RED.

“I am a Dom/me and therefore infallible.” RED.

Only YOU can prevent our community from douchebags masquerading as fake Dom/mes. Won’t you help 2016 be the last year for fake Dom/mes?

L’Eternelle Idole, Rodin, 1893, musée Rodin, Paris.

Do not top your partner unless you are sure they will call the safeword when they need to.

Stop fetishising a sub who lets you do ‘anything’.

Stop taking someone at their word when they say they have ‘no limits’.

Interrogate a partner who claims they are only there to please you.

Make sure they know you’re playing.

Jarboe - Anhedoniac

Stop wasting your time with individuals who aren’t really all about you. Stop trying to force connections that aren’t all there, or telling yourself that maybe the reason love isn’t happening for you is because your expectations are too high. It’s not unrealistic to desire a partner that is attentive to your needs and wants, and who puts in the effort to not only get to know you, but keep you happy and feeling secure. Don’t compromise the things you value in a relationship for people who keep missing the mark. Your time could be much better spent. Some day someone is going to walk into your life and make you realize just why you should never settle, and they will be so bold and clear with their love that you’ll never have to think twice.