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we were not born to text we were put on this earth to smoke blunts and jerk eachother off in massive fields of soft grass on a breezy sunny day

Mutuals who I don't know very personally yet I am holding a sugarcube out in my hand in the hopes that you will approach me like the noble horse

Sweet pretty boy who I want to constantly shower with praise and affection and cover with kisses but also turn into a perfect slut as I introduce him to progressively worse kinks and condition him to only be able to cum when I'm around <3

praising you for giving in to being dumbed down . theres my pretty baby , its like i can see your mind fogging up . shh mhm ? honey youre doing so good for me like this . yes pup , dont think ,, just let me take care of you , okay ? youre doing amazing . dont you trust me ? good boy :)) such a stupid mutt cant make himself feel good all on his own now , can he ?

i’m gonna go crazy i need to be filled i need to be pinned the fuck down in a mating press with no chance of moving or getting out and all i can do is lay there and take his cock fucking me so hard it almost hurts and i’m squirming and whimpering like a bitch while he tells me how much of a good cock slut i am

boys who want to be kidnapped or treated like an actual pet or manipulated or intoxicated are the sweetest things on this earth and i don't make the rules

i would love to get a text from an unknown number

lemme rephrase that. i want someone, some unknown phone number, to randomly text me one day. i click onto it, curious, because i don’t give my number out to anyone

no words, just an attachment

i click onto it to see a video with a familiar backdrop

is that… my bedroom?

suddenly, an unknown man, wearing a mask, walks into frame, turning the camera to show me, in bed, asleep

he pulls my blankets off while i sleep. i’m not wearing anything, i never do…

i proceed to watch the full video, 20 minutes of some masked stranger using me in my sleep, announcing to the camera when he cums inside my tight boycunt

the video ends. i look around, praying silently that he’s not still there

my phone pings again

and he’s sent me a picture of myself, taken through the window while i was watching the video

that night, i don’t lock my door before going to bed

reminder to do your regular boy maintenance of fucking them until they’re unable to properly respond to you. its for his mental health