ALL TUMBLR SLUTS: Slip Your Hand In Your Panties Right Now. If Your Cunts Wet, Reblog This.

use a catheter on me. fill me up before going to sleep, water, soda and of course a lot of tea. in the morning I'm desperate, pleading for my morning release, but you don't let me go. I'm squirming, even standing is really painful. I think it's finally over when you come to me at my catheter, but you just attach a funnel and fill me up with your piss. at this point my bladder is unbearably stretched, it just hurts. I beg you to let me pee but you have other plans. you dress me in a slutty outfit, short crop top with no bras and a tiny skirt without panties.

"we're going to the grocery store" you say. and that's it, my begs are usless.

every step is painful, my legs can barely hold me but fortunately the store is near. we go through the aisles, you order me to bend to take some stuff, just to see my ass, my bare pussy showing off and whimper escaping from my lips. it hurts so much, I need to empty my bladder. we wait in line for payment, luckly an old woman allow us to pass.

"you should go first since you're pregnant, such a lovely couple" she said, pointing towards my bulging belly. I can barely smile, the bladder is so full and stretched, you smirk. "you're so kind ma'am, wanna feel the baby?" so you guide her hand to my belly, prodding and squishing it, I just wanna cry. the old woman starts touching it too.

"please..." I manage to whimper. "oh poor girl, you must be so sensitive, you might need a massage" said the woman, starting touching harder to help but just getting me more desperate. you chuckle, seeing how the ma'am was unknowingly torturing me.

"thanks for the advice, I'll treat her at home" you smirk. after paying and getting back I start begging you. on the floor of the house I'm just a whimpering mess.

"don't worry, I got you" you said, just for you to turn me over, my bladder pressing on the floor in a hurtful way and your cock sliding into my tight cunt.

"please so full... to full..." I can only whimper, my bladder stretched to unbearable limits. you continue pounding into me, while I cry until you cum and cum again. my pussy abused, overstimulated and red, your cum filling me even more. you let out some other sprout of piss, just to plug it in me and leave me on the floor like this, a whimpering and crying mess, full, hurt and bruised, with my belly stretched out and bulging a lot. piss and cum filling me up.

"get up, you have my bath to run" you order. it will be a long day and I can already barely crawl without crying in pain.

pretty please??? (MDNI)

Do you like me kneeling?

PH Dynamight visits teacher Deku after some time...

A needed hug.

another day spent in lectures and at the library instead of at home in a pretty dress baking, cleaning, and crafting

*long dramatic sigh*

forced anything.

force me to drink water then hold my pee.

force me to edge in public.

force me to hold eye contact while i suck you off.

force me to pee myself.

force me to keep my legs open during a cunt whipping.

force me to ruin my orgasms.

force me to wear bigger and bigger plugs.

force me to lock up my cunt in a chastity belt when not in use.

force me to watch porn without touching myself.

force me to expose my tits to strangers on your command.

force me to take your cock in my mouth in public.

force me to stop wearing panties.

force me to wear your cum on my face outside.

force me to hump your leg.

force me to drool on my tits as i edge.

i am weak and horny and needy. i need your firm hand and hard cock to show me my place. you're so much stronger than me. hurt me until i learn to be obedient. form me into the perfect little sub for you.

You know people with dignity don’t edge to the thought of having their bladder control trained away, right?

I don't regret this.

Thinking about the seemingly inconsequential parallels between Dazai and Chuuya from when they were younger to now. Chuuya always used to fight with his hands in his pockets while Dazai had a coat over his shoulders. And now Dazai fights with his hands in his pockets while Chuuya has a coat over his shoulders.

Chuuya fought with his hands in his pockets so he wouldn't lose control of his ability and humanity by proxy, and I wonder if Dazai does the same now as a symbol because he doesn't want to lose control of what he's worked toward. How Chuuya used to revile his hands, now Dazai reviles his own because of the reminder of blood spilled and people killed and to not take two steps back to that dark place.

But it could also be something simpler—their habits just rubbed off on each other that much. And the fact that they copy each other and either don't realize they're subconsciously doing it or maybe they have brought it up, makes me feral.

Is it too much to ask for an older boyfriend/daddy

Who tell me what to do

When to sleep

What to eat

What to wear

Completely switch off my brain and be good slut

he's trying his best :(