I Swear Death Would Be More Fun Than Whatever The Fuck Is Going On With Me

@marked-death

i love that i can be so quiet whilst touching myself, no one can tell what im doing even whilst i finish

cumming so hard you still feel weak hours later >>>

can i just have my bad mood fucked out of me? please?

i want a bone gag in my mouth and my legs tied so they are spread out and my hands behind my back and i want a vibe pressed to my puppy cunt while my owner makes me cum over and over and all i can do is moan and drool

just so you know.... i sound really good when i touch myself

someone please take me out (to dinner or with a gun - i’m not fussy at this point)

The dimly lit room created an atmosphere of fear, the only sound being the soft, repressed moans of forced pleasure from a vibrator roughly pressed to her clit.She lays naked on the bed, bound and restricted, her body glistening with sweat with streaks of blood trickling down her thighs. her owner stood by the side of her, his eyes filled with desire and hunger as he held a knife with one hand. proud of his mutilation he had brought on her, his initials bold across her thigh and his pet name on the other “whore”. he throws the knife into he background and withdraws a gun hidden in his waistband. panic overtakes her as she begins to sob as she feels the barrel placed against her forehead. ‘no’ was no longer an option.

being made to feel dumb>>>any normal conversation

Beuclair is no more, your marked and claimed by me sweetheart.

this is no issue to me :3 i love you endlessly and fully