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[tyredpanda]

Mad scientist Girlfriend who implants new body parts into you that she’s fabricated with the explicit purpose of sexually overstimulating you to the point that even a god wouldn’t allow a mere mortal to experience that much pleasure.

Oh, but don’t worry… you don’t even have to BEG for this attack on your senses to stop, you simply need to ask and she’ll remove the source of the most intense pleasure you’ve ever experienced from you.

…Just know, all it takes is asking THE ONE TIME and you’ll NEVER feel that good again.

Even an eldritch horror wouldn’t introduce you to something so mind blowing, only to leave it’s future attainability down to your puny mortal brain and it’s capacity to withstand greatness.

One moment of understandable weakness and that experience is gone… forever.

After your moment of weakness, all you can do is run your fingers over the scars that indicate where your grand new organ, the pinnacle of biological engineering, once sat, and dream fruitlessly of the sensations it once granted you access to.

No amount of dreaming will EVER satisfy you.

Your girlfriend truly is one of the greatest, most powerful minds… and egos of our generation.

You’re lucky she chose you ❤️😈🤭

#nsft concept #nsft concepts #medfet #scars #TW

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It is cold and wet, the floor lets out a symphony of squelches and crunches as you slowly put one foot in-front of the other.

As you do, the rich scent of earth is sent into the air and breathed deep into your lungs.

You can see the bright light of the moon shine in the damp.

Usually, this isn’t that strange of an experience for you to have.

I mean, you’re used to walking through the woods, you do it all the time with me.

But it’s different this time.

This time you’re naked and afraid.

It was only twenty minutes ago that I told you to get out of the car and strip off, or at least that’s how it feels to you.

It has actually only been three.

Three minutes since you thought we were going to be having kinky outdoor sex, but you were wrong, weren’t you?

Three minutes ago since I told you to “run” with no further explanation.

Well, “run” and “one minute head start”.

I am currently on the hunt for you.

You KNOW that while you shiver and snivel and whimper… while your feet sting and tiny branches penetrate your souls, making them bleed more than they already are, I’m wearing thick, comfy clothing, and I’m stomping after you in my boots.

See, the good thing about you is, you’re smart enough to have taken my head start seriously.

You ran SO fast, you precious little thing.

However, this is also your downfall.

You’re evidently out of breath, and you’re always so loud when you’re in pain.

Each step on your torn up feet sends you into a tumble. You can’t help but yelp under your breath.

A heavy breath that increases the volume of your cries at least three times over.

You would kick yourself if it wouldn’t be as noisy as you KNOW it would be.

You begin to hide behind trees that seem to have appeared out of nowhere, now that you can see.

This sounds like a good thing, but you know that this gift of sight was only given to you be a malevolent being.

Me.

My torch light glimmers on the leaves around you.

I’m close.

All of a sudden, THUNDER.

A BOOM so loud you could’ve sworn it was a god.

Your pupils dilate, sweat beads on your forehead.

Was that a gun?

You can’t be sure.

You can hear me giggle maniacally to myself

Now, If only you could hear me reload my rifle with another blank.

As the space between us narrows, your innate need to collapse is showing itself.

You are exhausted and scared, your body is telling you to lay on the floor and accept your fate.

You know deep down you may as well do this too. You are no match for me, especially in this state.

As these thoughts run circles in your head you realise none of it matters as you feel the cold hard tip of a gun pressed against your back.

It’s mere moments before you are face down in the mud with your hands tied behind you and your ankles tied below.

As I straddle you, at least you know I’m enjoying myself.

The hard pressure from the gun has been accompanied by another pressure.

As you think these silly thoughts to yourself, you find yourself blindfolded and flung up and into my arms, then over my shoulder.

I whistle, as if i’ve caught a wild animal, which, I have in a way. Haven’t I?

I mean, how can you NOT be wild when I can ALSO feel something hard pressing into my shoulder blade.

I laugh and kiss you on the cheek, while ruffling your hair.

Getting home is a blur for you

Laying blindfolded on the back seat of our car will do that to you

What’s also a blur, is your mind

Yes it might be the middle of the night, but WHERE did I get the confidence to carry a naked tied up body from the car to our house? You think.

You hear my my house keys jingle, the door unlock and open, and my footsteps enter the house.

You feel the warmth hit you almost immediately; You let out a sigh or relief.

Maybe it was a LITTLE MEAN to blast the AC on low in the car on the way home?

Either way, your shivering might stop soon, you and I both think to ourselves.

Pending that though, we both make our way upstairs. You, still, over my shoulder.

As we make it upstairs and into then bathroom, I place you on the toilet for a moment.

You hear the taps turn and the water start to run.

You hear the rustling of packages and plops into the water of what you can only assume is a bath for you.

As the bath runs, I cut your arms and legs free.

I gently kiss you on the mouth as I remove your blindfold.

As I kiss you, I quickly and carefully pick you up, one last time, before gently lowering you into the bath.

As I do, as the cuts and bruises on the bottom of your feet hit the hot water, the stress and tension that has been building in your body explodes out of you in a cry.

As I lower you fully into the bath, tears stream down your face

“Shh, baby, it’s okay, everything is okay”

The first thing I’ve said to you since “Run”

I rustle your hair, and you flinch.

I get down on my knees and slide down to the bottom of the bath

I massage your feet.

As I sooth you, and you cathartically let out everything you need to, we share a moment so intimate, so pure, that not many other people will ever be able to relate to it.

I stare at you, I stare at your dirty face, while I sponge your body softly and I KNOW that I love you.

After your bath, I take your hand and help you stand.

I take your arm as we both walk slowly into our bedroom.

I sit you down on the bed and dress you into your comfiest pyjamas.

I move the duvet and help you slide your feet under the covers before joining you under them.

As I wrap my arm around you, cuddling you close, pressing my hips and full body as close to you as I physically can you realise.

It is no longer cold and wet, the floor no longer lets out a symphony of squelches and crunches as you slowly put one foot in-front of the other

There are only the sounds our breath and our hearts beating as one

The only smell is of fresh linen and both of our scents together.

As you realise this, you sigh and grin gently to yourself

You snuggle down into the mattress and back into me as you finally let your chest relax.

The thing that you were so scared of, not even an two hours earlier, is now protecting you.

Anything that could ever hurt you can’t get to you. You know this now.

You are safe.

You are with me. ❤️

#nsft concepts #cw gun #cw #gun #hunting #hunt #nsft #BDSM #aftercare #CW blood #blood #traumaqueer

[tyredpanda]

Doll that’s not as conventionally pretty as the other dolls.

It isn’t made of porcelain, it’s not a decorative piece, it’s a rag doll.

It’s skin is made of old potato sacks, it’s bones are made from sticks.

It’s head is given structure by an overinflated basketball.

As the other dolls break, and are glued carefully back together, sometimes even finished off with a bow, this doll must fix itself.

When it’s bones break, it pushes sharpened sticks through the holes in it’s skin to create new ones.

When it’s skin tears, it sews it back up with threads it’s pulled from the literal mop of hair that rests atop its head

When it’s skull starts to deflate, it must painfully fill it with air again until it has a headache and it’s thoughts are pulsing to explode out of it’s mind.

But this doll doesn’t mind.

This doll can fulfil all the duties that the other dolls can fulfil and more.

This doll knows it isn’t pretty, but it’s one of the only of its kind that can be withstand GREAT violence.

Whenever it’s thrown around, it doesn’t matter.

It’s head will just bounce off the floor as if nothing has happened…

I mean, After all, that’s what it was made for.

While the other dolls are beautiful, There’s one thing they cannot do, and that’s take the full brunt of their witches anger.

This doll is dirty and this doll is ugly, this may be true, but this doll is also capable of accepting and taking love in it’s strongest form…

Pain.

Because this doll cannot be loved for what it is or how it looks, it must be loved for what it can do.

And there’s nothing, and I mean NOTHING that it won’t do for you.

#empty spaces #doll #dollcore

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it's me....and my tummy :3 happy tummy tuesday!

[tyredpanda]

You’re laying in bed relaxing when, all of a sudden, I call you into the kitchen.

When you walk in barefoot, you see me wearing big stompy boots and holding 3 drinking glasses.

I grab your hand, pull you in close and throw the glasses on the floor, smashing them to smithereens

You stare at me confused.

You’re scared that you’re going to hurt your feet.

But, what you don’t know is I’ve essentially forced you to let me walk you out of the kitchen with your little bare feet on my boots, as if I was your father figure

We’ll hold hands, and you’ll be standing on my boots, your face oh so close to mine

My steps are your steps

As glass crunches beneath my feet, we share an embrace.

I speak to you the entire way

“Are you okay little one?”

“Don’t want your paws getting all cut up now do we?”

#t4t kink #t4t nsft #nsft concept #nsft concepts #traumaqueer #trauma

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[tyredpanda]

Has your puppy been more rowdy than usual lately? Sometimes energetic puppies just need a toy to play with! For enrichment, let your puppy cockwarm you with one of their many soft, wet puppy holes while you work from home, game, or watch a movie together💕 Filling them up or even allowing them to circle your cock with their tongue really helps quiet their mind and gives them something to focus on😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

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Based on a tweet by @skyblue_424

#t4t nsft #nsft art #t4t kink #traumaqueer #trauma

[tyredpanda]

Instead of standing naked at the foot of the bed and being seductively pushed back onto it, I need someone to just full on punch me in the nose with all of their power, so I’m knocked back onto it.

I want to be left in a daze… My knees pressed hard into my chest whilst I’m being fucked so I find it hard to breathe and swallow. I NEED to smell the metal and taste the blood as it rolls into my throat from my nose.

I want to be left with black eyes and a sore body after they’re done with me. I want them to cuddle me and make me feel better afterwards.

#t4t nsft #nsft concepts #t4t bd/sm #nsft concept #trauma #t4t kink #traumaqueer

[tyredpanda]

toys look better with bloody noses and split lips and swollen eyes and tear streaked cheeks

#Mememememememe pls

[tyredpanda]

Wrapping my hand lightly round your neck unexpectedly as we’re relaxing before bed

I do this so I can feel your pulse go from normal, maybe a little slow even, to as fast as a small animals, as I start kissing you, touching you + saying the most depraved things you’ve ever heard

When your face turns red… when your pulse is so strong I can hear it in your breath and see it in the skin on your bare chest… that’s when I’ll peck your cheek, roll over, turn off the bedside light and go to sleep.

#t4t kink #nsft concept

[tyredpanda]

Turning on the ‘vibrate to

music’ feature on your buttplug, BUT, connecting it to a little microphone I’m wearing around my neck, hidden as a necklace.

Maybe you’ll notice after a few weeks that, even WITHOUT the plug, you’re starting to get turned on whenever I speak.

#t4t kink #nsft concept

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#tranarchy #trans #anarchy #lgbt art

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#lesbian #my art #betty x veronica #sapphic nsft

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#ME FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I WANT THIS TO BE ME

[tyredpanda]

Laying on our sofa together. I’m stroking your hair

You get sleepy and your head starts to nod

I place my hand, cupped, underneath your chin

As you get more and more tired, your head slowly falls into my waiting hand

After you’re asleep, I softly move your head into my chest

We cuddle for an eternity (not that you’re aware), as I hum your favourite songs to you, and I hush you when you stir.

You are the most precious and important thing in the universe ❤️

#t4t #cute concept #uhhhh

[tyredpanda]

Whenever I use a vibe I have to like intensely think about stuff I like to get the most enjoyment out of it (certainly to cum).

I NEED SO BAD TO HAVE SOMEONE I CAN USE A VIBRATOR ON. I WANT TO SEE THEM CLOSE THEIR EYES AND BITE THEIR LIP WHILST THEY THINK THEIR DEVIOUS THOUGHTS.

Added (incredibly hot) bonus if they’re visibly embarrassed to even think those thoughts around me because they feel like they’re being too depraved or slutty.

“Baby, I’m literally touching your most intimate parts. You can think whatever you want to help get you there” 😵‍💫❤️

THE FUN THING IS I’d probably know what they’re thinking about.

I’ll know every single detail of every kink and fantasy they have, AND it would make me drool if they STILL were embarrassed to create these scenarios in their head.

#t4t kink #nsft concepts #I still don’t quite get tags