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Stupid Whore Older Sister

!MDNI!

One night, you tried to get yourself off, but you couldn't do it. What better choice than to ask your brother, who is a year younger, for assistance? You can't help but go see him, even if your parents tell you that he's a shame and that you should avoid him because you're too unique for him to even glance at. Not after you were a 16-year-old virgin and he fucked you and taught you how to screw yourself. You did something that he didn't like, so he punished you after he agreed to fuck you.

FT: Younger!Brother/Older!sister Reader

TW: stepcest! Spanking, degradation, humiliation, overstimulation, ect. 

"Can't,'s hurts!" a crying whine escapes your kiss-swollen lips, petite small hands desperately gripping and clawing at the wooden desk as you look down at your brother whose hands aggressively make contact with the plush fat of your bum, the repeated sounds of spanking filled the room. 

"Stupid whore," he jeers into your neck. “Did you think I was joking sis?” he retorts, tone icey without remorse. His fingers slowly made their way to your chin, eventually creeping closer to your lips and forcing them apart. Fingers bullying their way into your mouth, almost touching the back of your throat, the taste of cum still lingering on them, gagging you as salty tears prick the corner of your eyes. 

“Say…how would Mom and Dad react if they saw their precious daughter getting fucked dumb by her disgrace of a little brother?” he jests as he throws down another blow to your bruised ass, tinted red and decorated with dark blemishes and bite marks. His thumb gently caresses your tear-stained cheek. You squirm, throwing your head from side to side, your lower lip trembling and fixed into a pout. 

"P-Ple- *hic* please…n-no *hic* more!" You tell him as your hand tugs at his white short-sleeved t-shirt, tears still falling from your lash line even though it's been almost ten minutes of spanking you.

"jus’ a little more sis…you can handle it, can't you?"  he coos into your ear, sucking and pressing feathery kisses along the soft flesh of your neck and shoulder as he slowly grinds his clothed hardness against your moistened Hello Kitty panties eliciting soft moans through your pleads and cries. 

He pushes your cute little panties to the side as he slowly inches his fat girthy cock through the velvety walls of your pussy. He rolls his hips against your ass in short, quick thrusts, effectively grinding his cock into the spongy spot of your walls and you whimper in complaint as he reaches around to rub at your clit. Fast, vicious circles on your soaked nub, shooting agonizing pleasure throughout your entire body as you mewl his name in pleasure. 

He thrusts into you, burying his cock in your wet heat and he clenches his jaw when your walls squeeze tight around him. A shaky whine dribbles out from your plump lips as he rips another orgasm from you, walls convulsing around him as your eyes roll back and your juices sloppily squirt all over his pants. 

You arch your back into him, nails digging into the wooden desk as you mewl, squirming, while he buries his cock into you “What? Fucked stupid already?” He says continuing to fuck you dumb, his hands gripping your hips surely leaving imprints and bruises as he pulls your hips towards his groin, his pace quickening. 

Leaning in, he buries himself against the nook of your neck whilst he groans in your ear, breathing hot against your burning skin as he watches his cock disappear completely inside of you before pulling it back out, a creamy ring around the base as he pounds you.

“You like being fucked stupid, huh? Dumb whore getting her brains fucked out.”

"wow, you actually like this shit?" as I scroll through her disgusting horny Tumblr likes with one hand. Rubbing lazy circles on her swollen little clit with the other. Degrading her for being such a gross little girl while she mindlessly moans and humps my hand each time I send a filthy disapproving glance her way.

Pinned post in the making, please bear with me - this is a draft.

Ok, I guess I need a pinned post with a few things about me:

- 24, Spanish islander in the uk - GMT

- this blog is new, old blog: @vaccantsex-blog

- sub leaning switch

- sapiosexual submission/intellectual ownership

- I honestly just want someone to turn by brain to dust, pretty please

- Dom application🎀 (trying things out jeje)

Dominance is not about control alone, is about trust. Submission is given, not taken (even if I make you think otherwise)

Obviously, MDNI.

I will continue to add things as I learn what to write on these pinned post.

Ps: please feel free to dm me and give constructive criticism or guidance on what to write here. I give consent to degrading dms too :)

Always Remember that you came to ME. I did not ask you to come, nor stay. you are here because you want to serve Me; because making Me happy arouses your purpose and joy. I am demanding and you know serving Me is what makes your life meaningful. you must always aim to please Me. Earn your release. Please Me until I ask you to cum. Then repeat.

TELEGRAM : @queenperahomeofkinks

Wherever we go it’s the funnest game to make sure we sit next to the prettiest and sluttiest girls. They start talking with my husband and it’s my job to make them have the best impromptu date. She wants snacks or drinks? My treat. She likes to be complimented? I’ll flatter her until it’s embarrassing. She wants to make fun of me? I’ll make it even easier. She needs a chauffeur? I’m your girl. I’m dripping wet by the time we leave and can’t wait to taste her dry juices off my husbands cock later.

Encourage him to spend time there, give him more money for it, ask him to go every weekend. It’s so hot to listen to him tell you about his favorite one, how he knows her favorite color, favorite food, her cats name, what brand of perfume she likes, how he has been dropping off her favorite coffee and flowers from time to time. You get addicted to the way he smells when he comes home from private lap dances with her. You start to consider if she will start sleeping with him. All you can think about is tasting her dried pussy juice off his cock.

I want a boyfriend who goes to strip clubs even though he knows it makes me uncomfortable and jealous. I wanna sit at home upset and frustrated waiting for him, I wanna burst into tears when he finally walks through the door late at night. I want to be so hurt but dependent on him that I go to him for comfort and cry in his arms, not caring that he smells like perfume and alcohol. Not caring that just hours before he was paying random girls with pretty bodies to dance on him and get him hard.

As long as I finally have him to myself after, I'll be happy 💓

Oink oink im a dumb sow 💖 kik: w3rtgirl

Today my Master has explained to this Cunt that orgasms are no longer for free! So, for the first week of the February this Cunt must pay for everytime she comes by saying smtg disgusting or humiliating about herself.

This Cunt should also force herself to orgasm at least five times while imagining getting fucked by disturbing and unpleasant males met offline.

The game is started!

ORGASM PAYMENT:

~ this cunt is a needy crybaby, spanking herself as a reward for being whorish enough

~ this cunt is a cheap whore, dreaming of becoming a public free use toy

~ this cunt is a pathetic ashtray, rubbing to the thought of public humiliation

~ this cunt is a degradee with a sloppy hole, needing to take a rubbing break while making a list of five worst males she should have spread her legs for

~ this cunt is a submissive coward, easy to blackmail and ready to lick dirty boots while shaking in fear

~ this cunt is a dumb primitive bitch, driven by her carnal need to feel a cock pressing to her cervix and filling her with cum

~ this cunt is a disgusting freak whose status should be made public so that anyone on the street could act with her accordingly

~ this cunt is a public toilet with a gaping asshole, ready to be abused and punished for pretending to be a male bottom

~ this cunt is a rapebait, acting like a victim to bring violence upon herself and deserving to get violently gangraped threatened with her life

STRANGER SUBMISSION:

1.

There's been that customer this week… A weird guy. Offputting. Sometimes you just know the person is shady just by the way they look at you. That one was even hinting that he's a criminal while we smocked together. "There're different ways to push different people", he said. "See how much I can tell about you already without knowing you", he said. "You're a nice guy. Good customer service. I'll return", he said.

He hasn't returned, but I've felt anxious till the end of the shift for no reason. It's not like he's actually guessed anything right about me, not a single thing. But he was unpleasant and smug and extremely creepy. I honestly don't want to meet him ever again.

What if I will, though? What if he did guess stuff right? Precisely about me being a female. How would it feel to get railed by someone so subtly creepy while allegedly non-violent?

2.

That was a brief encounter, but deeply annoying. Young dude, almost a boy, I'd say. Spoke to me about his girlfriend in a degrading way. One of those men who ridicule the mere idea that a female sexuality is something more than craving a dick.

"She wants a sex toy, can you believe it? I'll get her the cheapest and smallest dildo, she'll remember to only want a real thing". I rolled my eyes: sure, dude. I thought that he obviously has a small dick if he's so disappointed that he can't find a dildo small enough for his plan. I hoped the girl will drop him after that shitty present. I haven't had time to be annoyed out loud though, so I just brushed it and minded my own business.

What if I confronted him? What if it slipped that I know what females want in bed first hand? How easy would it be for him to prove me wrong? How embarrassing it would be to come, clenching over his tiny cock?

3.

A scary neighbor. I knew him briefly, not like we've been properly introduced. There's always this aggressive one, blowing up on anyone who breaths the wrong way. He's a veteran, that's probably the reason why his short temper does feel like actual danger somewhere deep in my guts.

He's yelled at me once when I was walking a dog for a friend and it barked in the direction of some child. I apologized and rushed home. I tried to reason with my fear by thinking how ridiculous he was. It wasn't even his child, and said child wasn't frightened by the dog at all. It wasn't any of his business, but he's somehow viewing himself as the guardian of the neighborhood peace. All barking, no biting, just like my friend's dog. Still, I've shivered. Still, my heart was beating too fast for a good hour and I kept thinking of what I should have said if he proceeded bugging me. Of how I could have tried to calm him down to defend myself.

What if he did proceeded? Whould it be me calming him down or him punishing me? How much of a danger to the kids would he find me after finding out what's in my pants?

4.

That clingy guy at the gay bar. Not to the point of harrasment, so I've tolerated him trying to seduce me for a while but too handsy not to be yakky.

Just a normal person, I guess, but I was deeply uncomfortable by all the touching and found him generally not attractive, not my type at all. We've parted peacefully, though he seemed rather offended by me not going along with what he's probably seen as playing shy or hard to get.

And I've left feeling a bit gross and a bit sorry that I've rejected the chance to get sex. Sometimes you have to choose between doing it with someone you're not really into or not doing it at all. And I rarely choose the latest.

What if I decided to do it? What if he got disappointed even more after revealing my anatomy? How would I bear being gross for someone I find gross myself? Would the humiliation he'll put me through differ if he was gay or bi?

5.

And the one that was actually bad. I was scared for my life, not able to escape that man if he decided to harm me. It was at my previous work place, me alone at the night shift at the shop. He comes in, boss me around in a typical middle age ex-gangsta way. Displeasing, but not too scary. One of those customers you should entertain for hours while they feel important and dominant because of your politeness. The thing is — it really lasted for hours. And he was a ranging homophobe in the middle of the crusade for "fracking up fags". There was a car waiting for him, I saw it through a window. Three other guys like him, younger by the looks, his subordinates. I chatted with him, he liked me to the extent of giving me his number in case I need to beat the shit out of someone. After he left, I wanted to throw up from stress. I was tired with my whole body from tension, because that could have ended really badly for me, if he has clocked me out. I had dodged a bullet.

But… What if I didn't?

UPD: There's only one day left and I'm still to fulfill my second task. Meaning I'd have to spend most of that day fucking myself in different ways, remembering all the worst males I've encountered in a raw.

Sounds like a potentially mindbreaking experience. Wish me luck and send me encouragements. I'll probably cum to anything you send me in such state <3

Stay tuned as I'll try to wright down everything in detail!

send everything you got

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I’ll brutalize your ass while I ignore your pussy. Laugh at you for getting wet, slapping your pussy <3

(That’s all I have for now but if you like it enough I’ll send more) 🎃

please sir, use my little hole

🥵🥵

okayy so what about free-use trains? free-use Ubers? free-use transport?

You order your uber and it comes to you with a freshly needy slut on her knees with a collar around her neck and chain binding her to the backseat where you can do as you please to her as you commute from place to place.

Perfect, right?

Well, perfect for you at least - not for me. I'm a working woman. I have a job I need to get to and when it just so happens to be an early 7am morning, so what if I accidentally type the last number of the cab service wrong?

the line should go dead, i should look down and reread the number and realise that ive typed it out wrong and correct it and properly order my transport.

what shouldn't happen, is for an uber to be placed regardless - and for when i enter the vehicle, there to be a chain and collar snapped open on the floor of the uber.

i realise my mistake as soon as i step in - i accidentally ordered one of those horny fuck-taxis instead of my normal cab to work - but it's too late to back out and reorder my cab as the driver speeds off without asking for my destination. S'pose he just remembered it from the phone call.

but no.

instead he pulled up outside a block of flats, and the door i sat besides was opened as a man entered and frowned.

why's she sat on the seat? that's not very obedient - is your quality dropping? And why is she not collared up?

my own look of confusion was slowly replaced with horror as i realised that both the driver and passenger thought that i was a... worker.

i stuttered to correct the man's misinterpretation, but before i could get the words out, he had slapped me around my face, shocking the words out of my mouth as i was dropped to the larger-than-average footwell.

and then all control was out of my hands as the man's hand wrapped around my neck and forced me onto the ground, struggling against my wriggling and helpless body that screamed for help as he snapped the collar around my neck - binding me to the godforsaken taxi as a slut for his helping

my breaths came out fragmented and i could feel tears pooling in my eyes in horror at what was happening - what he was doing.

His arms wrestled with my blouse, not caring to undo the buttons of my delicate white dress shirt - instead ripping them open like a box of biscuits, pulling my decency away from me and leaving my heaving breasts in nothing but a bra that swayed to accustom my bust as the car turned a corner.

his cock came out then, as he used my neck to push me and hold me on my back, his fingers pushing against my clit through a pair of tights and panties - pulling the both of them off and to the side before plunging his cock into my pussy without any lube - forcing a scream from my throat as me began shagging me against the car floor, nudging my nipple into view from behind my bra before his cold breath enveloped the bud and began playing with it

he leaves almost perfectly in time for him to reach his release - cumming inside my pussy whilst i still cried and covered my face with hands - however i felt no relief as another man entered the back of the car, with his cock already released and swinging like a weapon between his two legs as he shut the door behind him with a wide grin at the "office worker themed wear" i seemed to kinkily sport.

and this man seemed to think that my cries and pleads for helps and screams and weak pushes to get him off me were-

Wow! You really like cnc huh, more of your sluts should do this gig!

After multiple men - multiple rounds - multiple cumshots that left my skirt wet and stomach twisted, the car stopped and no man entered the car... and even the collar unlatched from around my neck!

i couldn't believe it... was i free?

i didn't give myself a chance to second doubt myself.

i pushed myself out of the car despite my weakness, my eyes adjusting to the brightness of the world i was thrust into outside of the cab- realising i was outside my work building!

a shiver ran through my body as the cool wind seemed to illuminate the hot trickle of liquid down my leg, and as i looked down i realised that there was cum leaking from my pussy.

blushing and realising i was in public like a wreck, i hurried into the building just as i heard the bell going off - indicating the midday break...

i ran to find the nearest toilet as the rumble of feet comign down stairs became louder - finally finding a WC sign on a door and launching myself through it - breathing a sigh of relief as i found a safeplace to open my eyes and look into the mirror to see....

fuck. i looked like a fucked out mess. my bra had been flipped on one side so that teh cup was squashed beneath my tit that was free and lay like a pillow against my chest, free of its material constraints - my stomach with white stripes of cum that lead to a wet skirt and more cumstreaks that fell down my thighs and tights.

the door squeaked and i whipped my head around, freezing in shock as i made eye contact with a...

a man. multiple men. coming to use the toilet during their break and freezing in shock at the cum-soaked girl stook half-naked in the middle of the men's toilets

their eyes raked up adn down me and i felt myself turn fearful once more as i noticed their expressions of... hunger.

A squeak left my mouth in shock and pain as both of my tits were grabbed in handfuls by a pair of hands from behind me, pressing up my tits and squeezing them, presenting them to the men that stood in the doorway before i heart a-

"i think we got our lunchtime treat right here, huh?"

please, i beg you

send me r@pe threats

tell me all the horrible things you would do to my virgin holes

tell me everything so I can edge myself to the thought of you

tie me up, put a gag in my mouth, put a plug in my ass, put a dildo in my pussy and a vibrator on my clit

keep me like that forever

and when I think it's over you push your cock in me and fuck everyone hole until i pass out

When I wake up I'm tied up again and everything starts again

imagine the final exam. kneeling in a room with more man than you can logically take at the same time but that doesn't matter. there are cocks and hands and mouth's everywhere and you will please them all no matter how hard you will do it and you will enjoy it

slut school!

teach us how to suck dick using dildos and condition us to have our pussies wet and slick when he give head and pleasure a man. have us crave the feeling of a real cock in our throat by teaching us that in pleasuring a man, that is where we will receive true gratification.

make us practice holding onto our orgasm and testing us on how long we can hold out before cumming and out bodies shuddering to a stop

punish us when we don't meet your expectations by abusing my sensitive clit with a vibrator strapped to it whilst you hammer my pussy for hours and grunt between thrusts about how i need to take my homework seriously, and how no man will ever give me their cock if i dont satisfy them before cumming myself

give us penpals, in the third year - where we are assigned a man that we need to please for a week - and at the end of the week, we're all put in a whorehouse specifically for our penpals, with our legs chained in position so that our holes are presented to them, and they can take it in turns to use all the different holes on display

make it expected for a girl to walk into class with cum dripping down her leg

make it our purpose to set our fake plastic cock on our seat before we sit down for class

make it our ambition to be called to the front of the class and forcefucked in front of all the other girls

!minors don't interact!

hi, everyone I'm nemesis and I'm just a kinky virgin girl

here's some stuff i like:

- degradation

- rough

- r@pe threats

- bd/sm

- and much more ;)

I'm a switch, so all little puppy boys are welcome in my DMs

text me and tell me I'm a good slut

(pease don't ask for pics)

truly a dream

imagine being forced to fuck yourself on a knotted toy thats suctioned to a window behind you.

you're tied and cuffed and gagged. The only movement you can manage is to push yourself back on the extra large silicone wolf dick inside of you.

It's early. Not many people are up, but soon, the sidewalks outside your window will be bustling, and they'll have the perfect view of your cunt, stretching obscenely around the knot as you fuck yourself.

don't worry though, your captor (and new owner) says they'll let you go if you put on a good enough show. maybe if you stick out your tongue and cum your little puppy brains out while you fuck your cunt open, they'll let you go before anyone realizes what a slutty pussy you're hiding between your legs

All of this except my big cock is in your mouth the whole time and I'm also telling you that you're pretty with my hard dick halfway down your esophagus.

"wow, you actually like this shit?" as I scroll through her disgusting horny Tumblr likes with one hand. Rubbing lazy circles on her swollen little clit with the other. Degrading her for being such a gross little girl while she mindlessly moans and humps my hand each time I send a filthy disapproving glance her way.

can he just wake up? i want to cum to his voice and the degrading names he call me ;-;

so i just liek mad 25 postie thingies! does that make me a good girlie slut?~

My hand gripped on your throat, my eyes on yours, my fingers buried deep inside you.

Which do you want more? Do you want to cum or do you want to breathe?

my udders >

my nipples look so hard this morning. they’re dying to be sucked 😩 who can help me?

This slut is soo lonely and desperate, I need a man to come take advantage of me

Sitting in the cafeteria at work and I see a girl sitting at the table next to me with a water bottle that has a “Smash the Patriarchy”.

I can’t help but laugh knowing I’ve seen this sluts owner lead her into a room by a leash naked. In that room, 4 random men he met last weekend. She eagerly sucked all 4 off and swallowed every drop of cum. All to please her owner!

So yeah cunt, you rock that anti patriarchy sticker! 😂

ugh my boy put a marker top in my pussy today and took it out before he left but let me have it in until bedtime(now) but fuck im such a slut for him i just want him to tie me up and use me for his pleasure while he degrades me using names but praises me using compliments

🫣🫣

The best kind of sluts?

Needy sluts that always knew they were meant to be submissive little holes to be dominated and fucked, and it only took 1 BDSM post to make them realize that.

The ones who after reading that one post, started feeling oddly aroused and, embarrassed, decided to look at the hashtags to find more content like it.

And that by the end of the day, had masturbated multiple times to the though of being a cocksleeve, awakening to their new biggest kink.

If something like this happened to you, you are morally obligated to reblog this post. ^^

Misogyny: The Right Choice for Good girls

I feel the need after the 2024 American Presidential election to set some things clear.

This is a place for me to flirt with my darkest thoughts and fantasies, and as a sadistic Dominant who wants to corrupt you and make you worse, I often hold back my real world views as I worry they will undercut the purity of my kink persona. After all, I like the girls who tend to be a little bit extreme; I don't want those girls scared away because they find out that behind my cruel tongue I have a soft heart.

The truth is that while everything you read on this blog is built around fantasy, most of it represents the world I authentically wish to craft (or have crafted) for myself and my sexual partners. I use sharp and twisted words to carve a bubble full of new demented possibilities for us, striving to float away into the void together as we as we flirt with and approach the darkening clouds of a thickening thunderstorm. I feel personally charged with giving you an electric experience without the illusions of safe grounding. All this is a concerted practice on my part to redefine reality such that our demons can be liberated from their shackles, freed to frolic in fetish with the hopes that we can truly see each other like no one else has seen us: darkness and all.

And yet, it's also true that in the real world, I would define myself as socially progressive. Even though I love the idea of stripping you of your rights, I believe girls ought to be free to choose to have their rights stripped away from them.

I am admittedly a complicated Man, so let me help clarify my true position for you.

I really DO want to corrupt you. I really DO want to ruin you psychologically and make you compromise yourself for me. I will do everything within my substantial influence to persuade you to make all the wrong choices for my personal benefit, knowing that it makes you shamefully drippy to do so.

I might even make you fantasize about having your rights stripped from you by force, once I know with clarity that is what you'd choose for yourself.

But at the end of the day, it's important for you to understand that's exactly what it is, ultimately: a set of CHOICES that you have.

My goal is to try to seduce you... to make you embrace your most shameful kinks and fantasies, as you rub yourself stupid to misogynistic content or other filth that subverts your normal daily identity in a way you internalize as profoundly shameful. I like corrupting a feminist exactly BECAUSE she is a feminist; it is precisely the notable distance and the stark contrast between her ideals and her fantasies that makes her such an enticing morsel for a monster like me.

I really DO want to goad you into giving up your rights and freedoms to be my stupid slutty slave pet, diminished and degraded. Debased and destroyed beyond all recognition.

And yet, I am OUTRAGED at the recent election results in the United States for what they represent; I am OUTRAGED at the idea that the stuff of all my fantasies might be fashioned by weaker men into an inescapable political reality for all of the women who will never be given the opportunity to make all of the wrong choices for themselves.

If women have no rights to begin with, they cannot consent to giving those rights away. If they cannot give their rights away freely, there is nothing to corrupt. How can you corrupt a creature with no agency? How can I lead you to your own fall if you were never standing to begin with?

The fantasy of you having no rights is hot, and I will continue to propagate it on this blog. Making you flirt with turning the fantasy into a reality is hot, and my demon tongue wouldn't let me stop if I tried. Watching you ruin yourself for me in reality, knowing you'll never be able to go back will always be my idea of a deep and meaningful connection.

Having the government legislate this dark erotic landscape by mandate onto all the girls who never had a choice in the matter is NOT hot. Not outside of fantasy. Not if they never had a choice to begin with. Not if they never had the ability to voluntarily trade their consent away.

Nothing you see on this blog is something I would ever truly do without the clear consent of everyone involved.

Please don't think more of me for my soft heart -- I'm still a monster, I promise. This dark twisted landscape might still well be the reality I would will upon you.

I just want it to be MY will that leads you to the decision. I want to walk you to the edge of oblivion myself, your hand in mine, as I prompt you to choose to take the plunge for yourself. And I want you to always know, after you begged me to strip you of your rights and your dignity, that you were complicit the entire time; I want you to be aware of your involvement in your own debasement, like it was a fun little game between us that just happened to go too far, until there is no going back.

This is exactly WHAT I want, but our encroaching political reality is not HOW I want it. I will never stand idly by and let weaker men force women into subjugation against their will.

Because I know you... you're SPECIAL. You deserve to be reduced by a real Man who is worthy enough to win you over AUTHENTICALLY, rather than by a pathetic pack of insecure boys incapable of earning their own kill as they depend on big Daddy government to step in and do all the work for them.

You deserve so much better, doll.

So I'm going to give it to you by continuing to package up nightmares that I market to you as sweet romantic dreams, slowly conditioning you to land where you truly belong...

... on your knees, with your tongue out, doing what you're made for...

... like a good girl who made the right choice for Daddy...

😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 🖤 The Sweetest Psychopath 🦹🏻‍♂️

There's a lot of people who would say that girls aren't useful for anything, that they are too stupid to provide value, but I STRONGLY disagree with this.

See, I believe that girls were MADE to be entertaining. The way they dress up so pretty and behave shamelessly to attract attention -- why else would they do that?

A fun fact to further my point: did you know there is an entire platform for any girl to sign up to in order to make money being an entertainer for Men? It has paid out $5 billion to girls on the platform.

It's called OnlyFans, and it's all the rage among pretty popular good girls these days...

Are you a pretty popular good girl?

😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 📺 Minister of Patriarchal Propaganda 🧠🧼

Drool so much your white top goes see through