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♡ 27 | she/her
♡ soft on the outside
♡ in love with dark romance & games
♡ not so cute quotes
⛧ trying my best here ⛧
nonsexual dominance >>>>
"ill handle it"
"be ready at 7"
"don't worry about that"
"i took care of it"
"be a good girl for me"
*plans, anticipates, leads, nurtures*
He pulled me open like a promise he meant to ruin.
Fucked me slow, then fast, them mean.
My voice broke.
All i could do was beg -
Not for mercy
Just for more 🖤
He didn’t ask.
He took.
Fingers tangled in my hair,
hips slamming against mine.
My legs shaking, throat raw from moaning—
and still he kept going.
Because he wasn’t done with me.
And I didn’t want him to stop ♥️
c*mming fast is so cute. oh wow, that felt good, didn't it? you want more? what's wrong, is it too sensitive rn? wellll what if i just keep touching you anyway <3
She tried to closer her legs, overwhelmed.
Him: *forces them apart, lips brushing her ear*
"Don’t you dare. I'm not f*king done. You'll take it cry, beg, screambl want it all.
Her legs on my shoulders. My hand around her throat. I’m buried so deep she swears she can feel me in her stomach. But I don’t let her look away. “Eyes on me,” I growl, “if you’re gonna fall apart, you’re gonna do it watching me own you.”
*she tries to crawl away, too sensitive*
Him: *grabs her waist, drags her back* No breaks. No mercy. You wanted to be fked dumb? Then take it like the filthy little thing you are.
He didn’t stop when she came.
He leaned in, kissed her open mouth, and kept going.
Rough. Relentless.
“I’ll let you breathe when I’m done.”
And she didn’t want to breathe
Not if it meant losing him.
When he ties her up for the first time... ever>>>>
"Are you comfortable?"
"No..."
"Is there anything you did like me to change?"
"No"
"Good girl, let's get started."
📚 King of Ruin by Sasha Leone
Her: I can’t stop thinking about last night.
Him: Good.
Her: You’re not even going to pretend to be sorry?
Him: I don’t do sorry, baby.
Him: I do again. And harder.
She said she could handle being tied up.
But the second the cuffs clicked and I whispered, “You're not leaving this bed until I say so,”
Her breath caught.
Her thighs clenched.
And that fake confidence? Gone — replaced by the sweetest obedience I’ve ever seen.