You’re A Whore

The feminine urge to be someone’s problematically young gf 😖

I loooove having my mind fucked with, completely groomed and gaslit, made to be dumb, drugs and smart manipulation. Break me and remake me.

I come into the car wash for my job interview. I just need this job so that I can get enough money to pay my bills as a Uni student - and when the interviewer takes me behind the car wash and provides me with a sponge, bucket, brush and spray hose and tells me to wash his care to prove my aptitudes, I comply.

Washing, scrubbing, wiping - I do it all and pay no attention to how I let thick white soapy suds over my shirt nor how my interviewer now looks to how my tits swing beneath my neckline as I wipe the bumper, or how my ass stretches my trousers as I bend over to dunk the sponge again.

I'm only thrown off guard when you use the spray hose - a jet of cold water splashing my neck before the cold fluid envelopes my body, shocking me into freezing under the wash of coldness

then i look down. to my soaked shirt, plastered to my body and outlining my skin and dark bra, clearly showing my chest heave up and down with heavy breaths as I ask-"What the hell?!"

"How badly do you want the job?" "Oh yeah, you really want it?" "What, you're willing to beg for this job? Oh, that won't be necessary-" "Prove how much you want it. Get on the bumper and fuck yourself with the brush."

It's got to be a joke. It can't be serious.

I freeze - shocked - and I'm horrified as the interviewer reaches out to grab me, pushing my body against the bumper and bending me over like a convict - grunting into my ear as he says fine, not willing to cooperate, I'll show you how to do what you're told-

His hands rip my trousers down and I let out a cry of protest, though it falls on empty ears, as he clapped his hand against my ass firmly, leaving it stinging before I feel something hard and plastic breach my hole - something shoved up my pussy and making me cry and thrash under his grip, tears clouding my eyes as I fight to get out of this position.

"Won't fuck yourself with the brush, fine, I'll do it for you, you inconsiderate bitch - how's that feel - does it hurt? fucking good - d'you want to be a good little bitch and do it yourself now?"

I nod and babble as I feel you keep hammering the object into my hole, feeling your hands both grip my ass to lift me and place me on the bumper.

"Go on then. fuck yourself with it."

With cries and sniffs I grip the brush that projects from my pussy and pull the handle out of my, before letting out a cry at how pathetic I am to comply with these violent orders, as I plunge myself back down onto the brush - "pleasuring" myself for the interviewer who has sat himself in the front seat of the car to look at me through the windshield.

I lower my head in shame as I bring myself up and down on the brush, humiliated and horrified at what the fuck i'm doing, before looking back through to the interviewer through the windscreen and seeing that he's holding his phone up - recording me sheathing the callous object into my pussy and how I cry whilst I do it.

I try to cover my face - my red, crying, humiliated face - and that only makes the man get out of the car and pull me off of the bumper by my hair, holding it firmly at his hips so that I'm forced onto my knees, before he unbuckles his trousers and shoves his cock into my mouth - using the moisture from my cries to lubricate his cock as I'm forced to blowjob him, crying around his cock whilst he uses my hair to pull my mouth up and down his cock like a fleshlight for his pleasure.

but he doesn't cum down my throat, just before he cums he pulls me off of his cock and pushes me to the side so that he can point his cock and fire his cum over the windshield instead. And then turn to me.

"You're nearly hired. Last step of the interview is to take your shirt off, get some suds on your tits, and use them to wipe my cum from the windshield. Maybe then if you get me hard enough, I'll cum somewhere that won't leave as much of a mess."

This little slut is new to Tumblr and soooo horny. Give me a nice warm welcome in my inbox.

Want a man to hardcore degrade me as he r@pes me.

"Fuck you're such a slut. You belong right here, wrapped around my cock. I bet you like this don't you, you filthy whore? Fuck yes, baby, that's right. You look like a fucking pornstar. You're dripping wet."

"I own you now. This is my pussy. And I'm going to fuck it as hard as I want until I'm good and done with you. You're just a stupid toy. Stupid fleshlight slut. You're gonna like this because I say you do."

When he's done, I hope he jams a toy in me to replace his cock

***factually correct version since i didnt check sources v well last time

btw the katy perry/bezos' girlfriend/other irrelevant billionaires (with the exception of amanda nguyen go research her) 10 minute space stunt was not the first all female expedition no matter how much they try to market it as such. the first all female mission was in 1963 with soviet cosmonaut Valentina Tereshkova, who was working class and had to pass incredibly hard exams to be chosen from 400 potential candidates. just in case we started falling for the propaganda machine again

can someone hold a vibe to my clit and overstimulate me till i’m crying and moaning uncontrollably? pretty please?

NEED THIS!!!

The bus was packed, the air thick with the stench of sweat and desperation. She squeezed into a seat, her body pressed against the man beside her. He was large, his thigh brushing against hers, his hand resting on his lap. She shifted, trying to create some space, but it was impossible. The bus lurched forward, throwing her against him.She felt something hard press against her leg and froze. His hand moved, gripping her thigh possessively.She glanced at him, but his eyes were fixed straight ahead, a small smile playing on his lips. Hishand inched higher, fingers digging into her flesh. She opened her mouth to protest, but no sound came out.The bus rumbled on, oblivious to the assault happening in its midst. His hand reached the hem of her skirt, slipping underneath. She gasped as his fingers brushed against her panties, tracing the outline of her slit.

She tried to push his hand away, but he was too strong.His fingers hooked into her panties, pulling them aside.She bit her lip to stifle a moan as he plunged two fingers into her wet pussy.Hepumped them in and out, his thumb circling her clit. The pleasure was overwhelming, her body betraying her as it responded to his touch.She glanced around frantically, praying no one noticed. But the other passengers were lost in their own worlds, unaware of the rape happening right beside them.He added a third finger, stretching her, filling her. His hand moved faster, fucking her harder. She could feel an orgasm building, her hips bucking involuntarily against his hand.Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his mouth. He sucked them clean, his eyes locking with hers."Delicious," he whispered, his voice low and menacing.

The bus came to a halt, the doors swinging open.He stood, grabbing her arm and dragging her off the bus.She stumbled after him, her mind reeling.He pulled her into a dark alley, pushing her against the wall. Heunzipped his pants, his hard cock springing free.Without a word, he lifted her skirt and plunged into her, his thickness stretching her sore pussy.She cried out, the pain and pleasure overwhelming her.He fucked her hard and fast, his hips slamming against hers.The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the alley.He came with a grunt, filling her with his hot seed.He pulled out, tucking himself back into his pants. He looked at her, a cruel smile on his face."Until next time, slut," hesaid, walking away and leaving her there, used and dripping with his cum.