I’m dripping so hard under this silicone mask it’s running down my thighs.
Every time I force this disgusting grin wider my cunt spasms. The silicone is stuck to my face with sweat and spit and I can feel my own hot breath fogging the inside while my tongue hangs out like a whore’s. These fixed glowing green eyes never blink, never move — they just stare dead ahead while my real eyes roll back underneath every time my clit throbs. I keep catching my reflection in the dark window and it makes me even wetter. This blonde wig is soaked at the roots from how hard I’m panting. The red straps dig into my shoulders every time my chest heaves and it feels like the costume itself is punishing me for being this fucking horny.
I can’t stop touching myself. Red satin gloves keep sliding between my legs, rubbing the soaked fabric of my panties into my cunt until the material is translucent and clinging. I can smell myself through the silicone. Every time I open my mouth wider the black lipstick smears and I imagine someone shoving their cock past these yellowed teeth while I stay locked in this face. I want them to use the hair like a handle, yank my head back until the silicone creaks and stretches, and just wreck me while these dead, unmoving green eyes keep staring.
My nipples are so hard they hurt. I’m grinding against the edge of the chair, against my own hand, against anything that will give me friction. The more grotesque I make my expression the harder I get. Tongue out, black lips stretched, eyes frozen open — I’m a walking wet spot in a haunted doll costume and I’m proud of it. I keep whispering filthy things to myself in this distorted voice the silicone gives me: “Fuck me while I look like this. Ruin the doll. Make her leak until the floor is sticky.”
I don’t want to take it off. I want someone to walk in right now, see me like this — green eyes locked and unblinking, tongue lolling, gloves shiny with my own juices — and just decide I’m theirs. Bend me over, keep the silicone mask on, and use every hole while I stay trapped in this face. I want them to call me a dirty little doll, a broken toy, a freak, and still keep going until I’m shaking and crying and still begging for more under the thick, heavy silicone.
My cunt is fluttering constantly now. Every breath makes the silicone shift slightly against my skin and it feels like being touched. I’m so close I could come just from the way the red straps dig in when I arch. I want to be filmed like this. I want people to see how wet a girl gets when she’s forced to stay in the creepiest fucking silicone face imaginable, eyes never moving no matter how hard she comes. I want comments calling me disgusting and still begging to fuck me. I want someone to edge me for hours while I keep this expression, never allowed to drop the smile, never allowed to look human again until I’ve been completely used.
I’m not a person right now. I’m a leaking, twitching, desperate object in a blonde wig and fixed glowing eyes and I need to be treated like one. Grab the hair. Slap the silicone. Force the tongue further out. Fill every hole while these dead green eyes keep staring and I drip all over the floor. Don’t stop even when I start shaking. Don’t stop even when I start sobbing through the smile. Just keep using the doll until she’s empty and still begging for more.
I’m so fucking wet it hurts.
I’m so fucking close.
Please someone just take the silicone mask and the body that comes with it and break both. #femalemask #kigurumiㅤㅤ