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I identify my kink as Primal. What is Primal? Fluid, ever changing, real raw and animalistic. I’m approachable, so don’t be scared to send a message to me, but make it interesting to read and capture my attention. No one liners like “How are you…”

My erotica is written from memories of play sessions. I am an author that loves to evoke emotions within a reader. Want to understand me? Read my profile. It’s long and articulated for a reason. I have begun to publish books. Want to find out where to get them? Private message me for the link.
3 years ago. September 1, 2021 at 4:48 AM

Face pressed into the pillow, you find it hard to breathe. My knee jammed between your legs, forcing them open.

 

You asked to be taken. No safety net. To be taken, forced, fucked, used and abused. No quarter given. No gentle. Just pure brutality.

 

Your legs lock tight as you fight what is to come. Silly fucking girl. Fistful of hair, your head is ripped back. You scream from the pain of your hair nearly being ripped from your scalp.

 

I lean forward, growling menacingly as I utter the words

 

”Open your legs you filthy little fucking cunt, or I will open them for you...”

 

You resist my demands. Sobbing racks your chest as you begin to cry. Tears of fear, mixed with urgent need to purge. You need to relive the past. This is why you have asked for this treatment.

 

You feel your throat constricting. Two powerful hands controlling you. A vice like grip that you cannot break free from. Your grip on reality begins to fade as the darkness of blood loss to the brain begins to take hold.


”You asked for this”
 is the last words you hear as you begin to black out.

 

Your body limp, I force your legs open. Cock against your tight asshole. Plunging in. Over and over again, stretching your tight little asshole.

 

You stir, your body and mind coming to life. Instantly try to resist. To fight.

 

I smile and force your head back into the pillow. You don’t possess the strength to resist. You scream as my cock plunges deep into your asshole.

 

You wanted this. You needed this. The desire in me building as I begin to feel myself ready to give you the prize of ultimate shame. My unwanted cum inside of you.

 

You feel my cock begin to thicken as I prepare to cum. You scream fruitlessly into the pillow. Your despair, your pain, your hatred, your anger and the true conundrum of your kink bound existence, your need. All muted, controlled and contained.

 

Your entire body struggling, but to no avail. Your control taken. Size, stature and strength mastering you. Controlling you. Owning you. Delivering to you.

 

I push your head harder into the pillow as my body arches and my thrusts become dangerous in intent. My balls constrict as they pump their seed into you, my hips violently driving into you. My cum forced deep into your ass.


I lay their on top of you, empty and spent. Your body underneath me, pinned down. You are no longer struggling. No longer fighting. No longer resisting.

 

I turn you over and pull you into my arms. Hold you tight. Your need has been sated. The darkness once again kept at bay. Safe in my embrace.

 

Your tear streaked face so beautiful in the aftermath of the delivery of your need to feel physical and mental pain and torment. My hand runs gently through your matted hair.

 

You look at me and I hear you sigh as you utter the words ”Thank you Daddy...”


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