Has Bimbi Been Trying Some Of The Edging Ideas?

reblog to show that people should pm you to send you misogynistic things and r@pe threats <3

(please do it to me <3)

Making you strip down in front of my friends so we can rate your tits and your holes.

I'll grab you by the hair and lead you to the bed. Where i then shove you into the bed on your back. I slide your panties off, and jerk myself on them to get myself nice and hard and get some precum going. I rub the precum on the panties and shove them in your mouth. Then I spread your legs apart and spit on your desperate pussy, and I slide my thick cock inside. I fuck the DAYLIGHTS out of you while holding a tit like a handlebar. Thrusting so hard and deep and hearing you moan thru the panties gag. Then I creampie you and fill you up with so much cum!!

ohh my gosh somebody break into my house and fuck me like this please!!

i cant stop thinking about rocking back and forth on a big fat cock!!!

Best Self Help Tips for women

(TW: this post contains mentions of rape and misogyny. If you don't like it, do not interact. Let us practice our safe kink and fantasies)

1. The Cock Worship Bible

It is a guide to pleasing Men and loving cock.

Watch porn as often as you can. Porn teaches you how to behave properly as a woman because it often depicts women in traditional gender roles who go weak for men with big cocks. women are depicted in porn as being docile and stupid.

Do degrading and humiliating tasks for Men. Be their entertainment. Keep yourself busy.

I might make a detailed post about it some other time.

2. Learn to love denial

Don't cum without male permission.

Entertain Men by edging yourself. Edging makes you dumb and desperate.

Only use your pussy if a man gives you permission.

Practice anal and deepthroating everyday for at least an hour each.

3. Men like dumb girls

Act dumb even if you believe you aren’t (Men will go out of their way to help you and will perceive you as helpless making them want to protect you and/or hurt you).

The reason Men enjoy stupidity and naivety is because it gives them a feeling of power and control. As rightfully so.

Drop out of school and quit your job. These are boy activities. If you are worried about supporting yourself then consider occupations like sex work, camming, and being a hooters waitress. But you shouldn't worry about because (the next point).

Your role should always be of a wife to a Man. Traditional values output the best results for family. And as you know, we all need a little bit of fun in life so if your Husband decides to make you a sex slave, do not hesitate or worry. Embrace yourself.

3. Embrace sexual assualt

Groping is a compliment and even if its inconvenient for you, you should suck it up and say thank you. Be flattered he found you so attractive he couldn’t help himself groping you. Groping you is the natural right of the Man.

Rape is a natural part of life for many women and you should accept that. Rape is often enjoyable for both parties even if you don't admit it.

Be a rapebait. Wear less clothes. Show off your body. Let the Men know you are there to be groped and raped.

Physical violence is OK. It is OK for a Man to beat a woman up. So embrace that. You probably would hate it at first and quite frankly the Men love it when you hate it. So just embrace it within yourself.

4. Cooking and cleaning 101

Cooking is an essential skill for survival and has been performed by women for centuries. Learn a few delicious dishes and then show off your skills for him and see if he deems you worthy of being his whore. Remember, the way to a Man's heart is through his stomach so a good meal is essential before a blowjob.

Cleaning will put men at ease. Learn to love scrubbing the floors and keep a tidy home. Men will appreciate this.

5. One Sided Polyamory

While some men may enjoy monogamy the majority do not. A lot of these tips are also dependent on what the Man wants. Best advice is to just ask him. If he wants multiple wives then just accept it. If he wants a wife and a few pets that works as well. Just deal with it.

Bisexuality seems to be the way most women are going nowadays. If you believe you are 100% straight, swallow your pride and play with other girls to please him.

6. Being Pretty for Men

95% of being pretty is simply taking care of yourself, shower everyday, exercise often, eat healthy foods, wash your face, brush and floss your teeth, moisturize. You can’t cover up an unhealthy appearance with good style. You know what you need to do. Be pretty.

Your style will largely depend on your Master’s opinions. If he likes slutty whores porn, dress like a slutty porn whore; if he likes goth girls, slap on some black eyeliner; if he wants you to dress conservatively in front of other Men then do so.

7. Daily Blowjobs

Men often fantasize about women who are fascinated with having sex and addicted to their cocks. So put this in your mind that you will offer him blowjobs every day. Act stupid, stick your tongue out, tell him how yummy it tastes.

Practice your cock sucking skills on a dildo every day so you get better at it.

8. Painal

A man enjoys tight holes and your asshole is tighter than your pussy. You should tell him that you love anal. Express yourself when you have the permission. Don't bore him.

Doing anal should be a necessity for a lasting relationship. The first time you do anal it will likely hurt and he will likely enjoy it even more because of that. Be sure to suck it up and tell him how grateful you are.

9. Breeding? Yay or Nay?

It will depend on your master and what he deems as appropriate. Some men enjoy pussy sex and love the idea of getting a girl pregnant. Others despise it. General tip is to not touch your pussy or even edge it and not to cum. Certainly not without permission anyway. If he is really into making a good girl out of you, he will do his best. And you will obey him.

Be a good breeding pet for him.

10. He is the King

He is Superior and you are inferior.

Respect him. Obey him. Please him.

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Gods I just...

I want to get a pet so high it can't fucking think. Doesn't matter what kind of pet - puppy, kitty, bunny, drone, bot - literally whatever that pet is, is perfect for me. And I want to get it so high that it's pretty little eyes glaze over and it can only make that pretty little blissed out look.

And I'd slowly start tearing it down. Drop by drop, piece by piece, making it forget anything other than the fact that it's my pet; what use does a pet have for people thoughts, anyways?

Then, once it's perfect and drooling and thoughtless, I would fucking plow it. I mean I would pound that pet so hard into submission that it'll forget how to be bratty forever. I want to be able to feel myself inside of my pet when I press its tummy. And I want to make it cum over and over and over until it physically gets so weak it passes out.

I want to please a pretty pet so much that it fucking passes out. I want to overstim it while it's high as a kite, and I want to relish in the pretty sounds and looks it gives me.

Anyways uh, how are you? :3

Currently thinking about the time I was with a dude and I kept gagging on his cock, so he grabbed a dildo that was longer than he was and shoved it down my throat a few times making me gag worse, then he put his cock back in my mouth and said “isn’t that better?” like he was doing me a kindness 😵‍💫

pleasee grab me and ram into me until im begging you to stop

It's been a while since you've seen a doctor, and you're nervous as you follow the nurse back to my office. What's there to be nervous about, this is just a little checkup, right? You notice the nurse's manicured burgundy nails as she knocks sharply on the door. She turns to you, smiling prettily, and says, "the doctor will see you now."

You push open the door and enter quite a large room. The nurse follows, closing the door behind you. In the center is the examination table, off to the right is a small crowd of young adults, appearing to be made up of men and women, and on the left is me, seated at my desk. "Welcome," I say, standing and extending one hand. My voice is deep, warm, and smooth, and you fumble for a moment, blushing a little, before you remember to shake my hand. Your hand is dwarfed in mine, my strong fingers encircling you, and a thought flashes unbidden through your mind - what would those fingers feel like inside you? - but, come on now, that's really not appropriate...

"I have a few students with me, as you can see. Is that alright?"

"Well, yes, of course!" Why shouldn't it be?

"Excellent. Now, I'm pioneering this new full-body examination method - it's really quite extraordinary, the maladies I can detect this way - but be warned, it is, shall we say, unorthodox. Is that alright?"

Just for a moment, you see something in my eyes, something behind the genial smile and gentle, reassuring tone. Just for a moment, you feel like some specimen, some piece of meat, pinned down under the lights with nowhere to go... but just for a moment. Surely, nothing bad can happen, and I'm a doctor, aren't I? You can trust me. So you swallow your fear, and you acquiesce.

"Excellent! Let's have a seat on the table, if you don't mind, and we'll make a start. Nurse V, if you would..."

As you sit on the table, the clinical, sterile seating a little cold against your skin, the pretty nurse steps behind the table, facing you, waiting for something. From your right, I approach, and you feel again just how much larger than you I am as my broad shoulders block out one of the ceiling lights. With all these people watching you, it takes all you have not to squeeze your legs together, just a little bit.

We begin with a quick examination of your face - "you have beautiful eyes, you know," I purr into one ear. I place one hand on the side of your neck and tilt your head; god, you've been reading too much, haven't you, the way you want these strong, expert fingers to close around your throat.

"Now, open your mouth for me, please." You oblige, and I cup your chin and slide my thumb into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue. Your eyebrows jump in surprise, and you look at me questioningly.

I smile again, still inside you. "Unorthodox, remember? Now, close your mouth and try to swallow." From behind, the nurse strokes your cheek with the back of one hand, and you feel a sudden ache between your legs. You close your lips around my thumb and swallow. It tastes... clean, mostly, as one might expect from a doctor, but you can taste the sweat underneath.

"Very good, one more time for me."

You swallow again, and you feel me slide my thumb over the surface of your tongue, pressing down, swirling in circles.

"And, one more time... yes, that's it, good job, very good job."

The praise for this degrading task is more than you can bear, and you squeeze your thighs together. Fuck, it's humiliating, everyone just saw you do that... All these eyes on you, the beautiful nurse behind you, this big, strong doctor with these big, strong hands and that big fucking bulge... but no, this is just a checkup, nothing is going to happen, right?

While you were thinking, I dried my hand off and had begun speaking.

"I'm - I'm sorry?"

"No worries. I was saying, can you remove your top, please? We need to examine your heart and your breathing."

You stare at me. "Remove my - "

"Yes, remove your top. The fewer barriers between me and you, the less interference with my examination." My face is quite serious, almost bored - this really must be routine. You look back at the nurse, and she smiles slightly and nods. So you undress, your nipples betraying you, standing at attention. You blush as the crowd of students looks at you intently. The nurse lays one warm hand on your shoulder, slender fingers gripping you reassuringly, and your eyes are drawn once more to those burgundy nails.

I step in close, and you feel my breath warm on your chest. "Now, observe the stiffness in the patient's nipples - this is to be expected, given the cool air, and it's certainly nothing to be ashamed of," I say, smiling. I press my stethoscope up over your heart, the metal cold on your skin, and your mind is betrayed by the pounding of your heart. My eyes flick up to meet yours, and I grin, predatorily, and once again you feel like a piece of meat beneath the lights.

I examine your breasts, starting with your left. Enclosed in my big, strong hands, I squeeze and push, prod and pull, ostensibly feeling for any abnormalities, but the way my fingers brush over your nipples, the intensity with which I sink them into your soft breasts, heaving now as your breath comes faster... My practiced tongue rasps over one nipple and a tiny moan escapes your lips as you try desperately to hide how much you're enjoying this; try desperately, and fail.

Abruptly, I pull back. "Excellent! All seems well here." I rest one hand on your other shoulder and turn to the students. "Note the pleasure response during this section of the examination, and I hope you were paying attention to the oral technique."

I turn back to you, my eyes dancing as they meet yours. "Fully undress, if you would. The inspection must continue."

Your hands tremble as you slide your clothes down off your waist, and the nurse aids you, her lovely hands stroking along your thighs and calves as she does.

"And spread for us, please."

Obediently, your thighs open, exposing your cunt, your needy, aching wetness, to all.

"Note the beauty of the patient's sex, here. The shape of the folds," I murmur, tracing one finger along your sensitive lips, "the balanced ratio of the clitoris to the vulva overall," sliding two fingers on either side of your clit, squeezing gently between them, "the appropriate pleasure response in - "

You lose what I say as I plunge two fingers inside you, powerful and dextrous, knuckles slipping past your tightness easily. It feels so fucking good to finally have something inside you, after all this aching and teasing, and god, so many people are watching, they're all watching your pussy spread and toyed with by this big, strong, handsome older man, and now the nurse's slender fingers are across your throat and her lips are on your forehead, and she tells you that you're doing so well for me, you've been so good...

My fingers press up inside you, finding your g spot, and with my thumb rubbing on your clit, I start melting you. Waves of pleasure course through your body, you gasp, moan, whimper, and with your eyes closed you can't tell whose lips are so soft on yours, but it feels so fucking good, and all those people are watching and it makes you want it more, your back arching, chest heaving, melting under the attention, and finally, mercifully, you cum, contracting around my fingers, squeezing your thighs together, trembling, shaking, gasping for air. You hear me say something, but you're so overwhelmed with pleasure that all you can make out from my speech is "very, very good".

The hand withdraws from your throat, and I gently, gently, extricate my fingers, and settle my hand atop one thigh, fingers slick with your desire.

The nurse whispers affirmation in your ear as I address the class. "Stimulation in this manner, of the two most sensitive sex stimuli, brings the most consistent and powerful orgasms to those possessing these organs." I stroke the inside of your thigh reassuringly, before turning to you.

"The final part of this examination is seeing how well you handle penetration. I'm going to need your unequivocal verbal consent before proceeding."

The nurse leans in and whispers into your ear, "might I suggest 'please, sir, will you fuck me?'" You'd blush harder if you could.

You swallow, nervously, and there's a twisting in your gut as you say it. "Please," you begin, voice cracking. "Please, sir, will you fuck me?"

"Yes, that is sufficient. I must say, though," I warn, unzipping my jeans, "that I am quite large." I slap my cock down on your tummy, and the sheer weight of it shocks you. You've seen size like this in porn, sure, but fuck, you've never touched something like this. When you tear your gaze away from my cock, I'm grinning down at you, predatory again. "You can back out at any time, you know." My voice is low, teasing, challenging. "Should we continue?"

You nod shakily, and spread your legs a little wider.

One hand on your raised knee, one hand guiding my cock, I push against you. For a moment you realize the exam had to be done in this order; if you weren't so fucking wet, there's no chance you'd be able to take me. But all thoughts are blasted out of your mind as I push harder and slide in.

It's so fucking thick that you can't help but groan. You've never felt so full, so strained inside, being pushed in every direction; you're not built for this, maybe there's just too much, your body is rejecting me - and then I push again, another few inches, and you slam your head back against the padded table, a long, drawn-out "fuuuuuck" wrenched from your lips. You feel my strong hands brace at your hips, and with a final thrust, slamming your cervix up into your guts, moving your entire body, the ridges of my cock sliding deeper and deeper, sliding painfully, pleasurably past your walls, I'm inside you.

The nurse rests her hands on you again, and purrs in your ear, "you're doing so well for him, I know it's hard, it's so hard, but you're doing such a good job, pretty girl..."

Glacially, I pull out, allowing you a moment to rest, before thrusting in again, hands still at your waist. You sob once, loudly, and then you sink into it as I pick up a rhythm, deep, deep strokes inside you. You hear me grunting, whispering something, and I grow more frantic, impaling you a little harder, and through the wall of pleasure you hear me rumble, "nurse V, begin the overstimulation procedure."

"Certainly, doctor." She leans over you, lips fiercely meeting yours, and one of those slender hands reaches down to abuse your clit. An image of those burgundy nails on your cunt flashes through your mind as I continue pounding you, forcing you to spread for me, adjust to me, even as the nurse plays your clit like an instrument, and fuck, she's a virtuoso.

You sing a song of moans and voiceless curses under our combined mastery, knowing your audience is entranced, filled with a blazing, lusty pride. The deep bass of my voice, resonant in your skull, is saying something, but you cannot hear me; you're moaning, groaning, pleading, "yes, yes, oh my god yes" over and over...

The song swells to a crescendo and with two sudden strikes, two powerful thrusts into you, it ends with a thick, hot, sticky white wave of my approval inside you. You feel it pulse deep, deep inside, filling you, load after load delivered straight past your bruised, abused cervix.

You come back to reality with my cum spilling from between your legs, trailing thickly down onto the exam table. I zip up my jeans while the nurse helps dry you off, from all the sweat and saliva. She dabs caringly at your mouth, and you notice that the cloth is dyed the same shade as her lipstick.

"Now," I address the class, "I hope you were paying attention." I rest one hand on your aching, trembling thigh. How many times did you cum with me inside you? How long were all these people watching you writhe beneath me, begging, losing yourself in the pleasure? You have no fucking clue. "This patient has bravely volunteered for each of you to examine her, here and now, while she's available to us."

Your jaw drops. When did you agree to that? You would never - but you were begging, "yes, yes, yes" earlier, weren't you, while I was talking. You agreed. Everyone heard you say it.

"One at a time, please. And," I say to you, grinning wolfishly, "don't worry. I'll be watching the entire time."

all the older handsome guys always have stupid wives with tiny tits. 😒