Puppyboy Whining About How He Can't Take It And It's Too Much But Continuing To Grip The Sheets And Hold

† WORSHIP AT MY ALTAR †

pent up

if i was an angel who had fallen down to earth would you keep me chained up in your basement? you can teach me all sorts of important human things, like how to take all of it without gagging

making me suck off your stupid rifle muzzle really makes you look like an idiot, by the way. fuck you. if you just let me get my hands on that i’d show you how to actually u-ghhk. ghhh…

owner bringing me around to show all of their friends!!!!! making me kneel in front of them as their friends look on and testing me to see if i'm really a good puppy!!! turning me around and grabbing my chin so that they can yank my mouth open and show everyone how well-trained i am when i start sucking their fingers off the moment they give me a signal!!!! and they tell everyone how i'm sweet and shameless and obedient to a fault and offer me up for demonstrations!!!!!

pillow fight but you get pinned down and bred at the end of it

there is nothing hotter on this earth than backhanded, patronizing, layered-with-degradation praise. "the only thing you're good at is taking my cock, but god you're so good at it" "you're doing so well stretching around my strap - i know it's too much & it hurts right now, but just relax - i'll help you since you cant do it yourself" "its pathetic how you can't take me into your mouth without choking, but – shhh shh it's okay, you look so cute with tears in your eyes and drool on your face" like. if you are comforting me while we fuck while also making sure to remind me how stupid and needy i am. literally i will do anything that you ask

need to get fucked with a gun barrel so when they shove it in my mouth I taste my cunt on the metal

I love the idea of being someones favorite object. A pretty thing to show off, their favorite toy.

His praise is that you'd give a nicely working machine, a pretty decoration, a well behaved pet. Caring enough not to break me entirely, fixing me up and patching my wounds when he's done to make sure I'm just as useful next time.

I want to be loved the way you can only love the inanimate.

Cheryl Dunye and Guinevere Turner in The Watermelon Woman (1996)