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FSA Collected Scripts and Bits - By Zcreenburn on 17th January 2021 09:33:31 PM

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Collected Scripts and Script Bits from Prior Threads. Some with edits.

NOTE: THIS FILE IS A HOLDING PEN/DUMPING GROUND UNTIL I FIGURE OUT WHERE THEY GO OR WHERE THEY ALREADY WENT, SO POSITION WITHIN CHANGES CONSTANTLY

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Footplay after Shoe Shopping

That was fun, we should go to the mall more often. Even tho you're a guy, you really know how to match...I like that.

Oh, especially when picking out shoes! I could really sense that--um, nevermind, let's move on <awkward laugh>

I hear you're really good at massages, and you've never given me one, meanie! I think it's time you give this girl a nice, relaxing foot massage, <seductively speaking > from walking all day, in these black, high heels...

Am I ticklish? Haha um, I don't think so. I never get my feet rubbed by others, I usually just rub lotion on them and massage them before bed, that's why they're so soft--but I think a foot massage from you would be sooo relaxing, hmmhmm

Mmmmmmm, that, that feels sooo nice, the way you rub my arch...mmmm, where have you been my whole life....we're gonna need to see each other more often if you're this good...

Hey, my leg is uncomfortable like this, im just gonna put my other foot in between your thighs, that ok?....<seductively> good... <Seductively>

So, I'm just gonna come out and say it...I--I saw how you looked at my feet at the mall, how you just couldn't get enough of my pink nail polish while you were helping me pick out shoes, and to be quest honest, this isn't the first time I noticed.

Oh come on, don't lie, I saw how you looked at them while I dangled my heel...in fact(places foot on boner), yep, oh just look at how you moved, I defineitly feel how hard you are right now...do my feet turn you on? Mmmm, I kinda asked for a foot massage to tease you, hope you don't mind--of course you don't<chuckle>, you've been wanting to do this forever huh?

Oh well, go ahead, don't get all shy, it's just you and me here, alone, no one to bother us.......you have me allll...to yourself.

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What are you still doing rubbing my feet? I know you want more, or do I have to put my foot in your mouth? You know you wanna feel my soft, pink toes in your mouth, and suck on my toes, mmmm, knowing thousands of guys wanna be doing what you're doing right now...that's right, I know how common this is...your the first guy to suck my toes though

Mmmmm, ah, that feels so good...gosh, why did I take so long to bring you here...I should've done this ages ago. Mmmm, I think I'm enjoying this as much as you are. The way your tongue just slides across my toes and arches.....

Look at you, rubbing your face all over my feet....do you love them that much? Aww, it's kinda of cute, is this your first time doing this? .....<laughs> oh, well it's even cuter....well take all your time honey, I'm gonna be yours alllll night, I'm not going anywhere....

I think it's time we let your friend out don't you think? Look at the poor thing, wanting to come out and play...don't let your mouth have all the fun...you can still suck my toes and have me stroke your hard, throbbing, cock at the same time...

Mmmmm, wow it's so hard and warm.....do you like it when it caress my soft pink toes on your cock? Mmmmm, it feels good you say? How about this?......does it feel good when my soft, pink, toes are playing with your balls? Your dick and my feet seem to really like each other, don't they? Haha, I think we need more play dates like this.

Oh, I see you're taking full control now...mmmm that's hot.....I'll just sit here and watch how you pleasure yourself with my feet..

Ohh, I see your making a pussy shape with them and sticking your dick trough them...well it sure does look like you're having fun down there....haha, almost like a little kid who got a new toy, except you're a big boy who's gonna make himself cum using my bare feet

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What's that? Oh, you want a pair of my high heels? <Laugh>, you wanna smells and lick them while i massage your dick with my feet? ....mmm, anhything to pleasure you, my sexy prince.

We should totally make this into a normal thing.... Go out, then come back to your place or mine, and just let you unleash your fantasies, letting you pleasure yourself with my feet...mmm, and in return you give me foot massages...it's a win-win.

Mmmm, you're getting ready to cum?...haha well well, you want me to lightly run my foot across your inner thigh while my toes squeeze your tip...aren't you specific.....I don't mind tho, I enjoy seeing you hypnotized by my soft, goddess feet.....mmmmm, yeah baby that's it...cum all over my feet, just like you've always fantasized about.....oh my, I'm making your dick leak, look at all that cum...so warm...mmmmm....look at your little slut, covered in your cum......she doesn't mind tho, she's just here to please her master....Why don't you watch her suck your cum off her toes?.. Mmmmmmm....that almost got you hard again....

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"Ode to a Footfag" by Anonchan781

Look at them, aren’t they so pretty? I take such good care of them, and you … you get the benefit of that. Exfoliating, scrubbing, lotion, trimming, painting. My feet are pretty fucking hot. The toes are just right, not too long, not too short, delicate, scrunchy, spreadable. Go on, put them in your lap. Mmmmm *giggle* I love when a guy loves them, too. I love when a guy loves me rubbing them on his chest, working them down his stomach, running them along his cock.

Do you like footjobs? I love them. Squeezing him between my feet, faster, then slower, watching him gaze so intently on them while they work their magic. But then I like to use one foot to press his length against my other foot, pushing up with mostly my sole and toes. I love seeing his cockhead pop out between my toes. And when he cums? When the visual of these perfect feet rubbing him becomes too much to bear? I simple adore lifting my foot to my mouth and staring into his eyes as I run my tongue along it and lick his cum off. You’re lucky you get these feet tonight.

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The Car Cuddle by Itty

The rain taps on the windshield in a steady rhythm, matching the tempo of the song that was just barely humming through the speakers. I debated whether I should wake you up since we had finally arrived at the cabin we would spend our weekend together at. You had fallen asleep at least 100 miles ago, stretched along both the passenger and middle seats, with your head nuzzled into my lap. You had been saying things in your sleep, just incoherent mumblings. Your brow would furrow and you'd mutter something like "boxes don't belong in pianos", and then return to sleeping soundly. Completely adorable.

I stroked your hair softly, moving it away from your face to look down at your beautiful face, so peaceful and innocent... I smiled, touching my fingers to your cheek. You nuzzled, ever so slightly, into my palm, so affectionate- even in this state...

I turned off the car and grabbed a few blankets from the back seat, all the while being careful not to wake you. With you now bundled up, warm and safe beside me, I couldn't think of a better way to begin a vacation together. Besides, it seems such a silly thing to disturb such a deep slumber, I think I'll let you rest...

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POETRY BUMP

"To the ones who know and love me:

I may be stepping out of my boundaries when I say this,

and you may be stepping out of your comfort zone to hear it,

but I need to lose myself for a bit.

I wake up every morning, and try to hold the pieces together,

long enough so that they sustain before I get out the door –

on days that I do make it out the door.

But please don’t be alarmed if midday comes,

and I start to fall apart.

I say this hoping you’ll spare, not judgement –

because I know that that’s a given –

but your pity and sympathy.

I say this hoping you see my current state with full realization

that this is not really me at the moment.

I say this hoping you know that, despite what is no longer there,

I still know you haven’t gone anywhere.

I say this hoping that in a few months or so,

it will feel like I haven’t either.

And I hope that when I find my way home again –

you’ll still be on the other side of the door

when I arrive.

— Connotativewords | jl | I’ll be me again, I promise

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I Saw You Were Lonesome

Hey baby. I thought I'd drop by, say hi, and see how you were doing. I know you were saying you were feeling lonesome on facebook, so I figured I'd come by and just say hey. (pausing for a moment) hmm? (giggling) No baby... I just wanted to visit and keep you company. (you sit down on the long couch, at the end, and motions him to lay his head on your lap) C'mere...

(running your fingers through his hair) How's that feel? Feels good doesn't it? Yeah, I know you like that. You use to love falling asleep on my lap when we'd watch TV together. Remember? Yeah ... (continues to run your fingers along the back of the head, and neck)

Oh my, haha, you got goosebumps? I didn't realize you were so ticklish. I'm sorry, babe. I'll try not to tickle you so much. There there, baby, I'm here for you. I've been lonely too. I just miss being around you. I love hearing you laugh. It just makes me feel happy to know you're happy. I don't like it when you are sad. Every time you get sad or upset, I just wish I could knock out the fucker who's ruining your day. I know you'd do the same for me.

(running your fingertips across his back, and arms, and shoulders...)

I know. I love you so much baby. Go to sleep now. (sings a sweet lullaby...)

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The Boss's Phonecall

By Sketcher

((In an office))

Enough delays, I want those memos finished and sent to me by Wednesday, or I will roast you alive! You do as I say, never forget I own your asses. Get to fucking work before I fucking fire the lot of you!

((Phone ringtone))

Oh...Daddy, Hi daddy, I...Yes daddy...yes, I'm not wearing panties like you instructed...Yes, daddy, I have not played with myself...Yes, daddy, I'll put on the dog collar...And wear the tail in my bumhole...Yes, daddy, I'm a stupid little slut cunt, yes, daddy...The paddle? B-but daddy, I've been good...Honest...Oh god...You're going to...A cage...A dildo...Oh fuck, daddy...Yes, daddy, I'll be there as you instructed...

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Sir! Come quickly, we've received word that Corporal Jessie has found the Bimbo Bigrade! She's engaged with Commander Cunt RIGHT NOW!

"Holy Kink!" General G-Cup yelled. "Somebody get our bitches on the ground some air support!"

"Ma'am with all due respect, dropping kink bombs on the brigade is an escalation and not a proportional response."

"Lt. General Luscious, if I wanted your opinion, I wouldn't have sent you through hypno-training! Drop the kink bombs!"

As bombs containing furry, traps and heavy gore hit the Bimbo Brigade, their command structure faded.

This day was forget known as Kinkshame, and would be remembered as the crime that convener a United Sluts Panel on treatment during Sex War II.

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Drunk Friend Wants Creampie by VK (without incest version)

“I just want to feeeellll it! I want to feel your thick cum dripping out of my freshly fucked cunt! I’m buzzed, not drunk, but that’s the only way I could tell you. You’re my hottest guy friend and I always wanted you to fuck me, but I never asked till now. I’m on the pill and everything, it’s no…what? <Kissing sounds> God! Does this mean…<more kissing> I’ll do anything if you do. Anything! Strip for you? Okay, okay. I’m too horny to be sexy.<pause> I am a hot piece of ass, aren’t I? Can I get your cock out? Pleeeeeeeaaase! Haha. Ok. This is nice and hard. You want to fuck me, don’t you. <kissing> A little precum treat for me! Oh I’m real good at that! <blowjob noises> See! Every morning? I can do that. I won’t need breakfast. But now, can I just climb on you? Yeah, limber me! <pause while adjustments are made. Kiss me while I sit down on your cock. <kissing and moaning> Give my tits some love, too. <moaning> Yeah. Fuck, you are so big in me! <excited moaning> This is so good! You are fucking me gooooooodddd!....fuck….you’re gonna come in me, right? Spew right in my pussy! <excited moaning> Fuck me and leave it to run out of me. Lovethislovethislovethis <even more excited moaning> Oh, you’re starting to make faces! Are you…FUCKYEAH!...I feel it! <improvise to orgasm>…whoa…wow…Oh, hey hand me my cel. I gotta see this! Aw yeah! Dripping pussy! I’ll send ‘em to you. You are too cool!

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16 Odd Compliments

1. You're awkward,but in a cute way.

Like an elevator ride,but with puppies.

2. I can't imagine my life without you.

And I have a very active imagination, so I totally should be able to.

But I can't.

3. I want to run away with you.

Actually, that's not true. I want to walk away with you.

Running sucks.

4. If I had the money, whenever you were sad, I would hire a super funky jazz band to play behind you while you walked.

And if that didn't cheer you up, at least you'd look really cool.

5. Hanging out with you is better than a party with unlimited juice.

Which, we all know, is off the hook.

6. If someone asked me to describe you in one word, I'd be like "what??" because I'm not that quick on my feet, and the first thing that would come to mind would be more than one word and then I'd lose.

I'm sorry.

You deserve better than one word.

7. When robots take over the world or, God forbid, flying squirrels, I will gladly share my secret hideout with you.

As well as my deodorant.

8. I can't get you out of my head.

Which is becoming a problem because sometimes I have other things I need to be thinking about.

Like what my name would be if I were a dragon.

9. I want to kiss you in the pouring rain.

But not if a tornado is around, because if you're going to be swept off your feet,

I'm going to be the one to do it.

10. I plan on bugging you every single day for the foreseeable future.

11. I would get out of a warm bed on a cold morning for you.

And we both know mornings aren't my strong suit.

12. If you were a cupcake, I'd definitely eat you.

And then I'd feel really guilty, knowing that I ate the best cupcake in the whole world.

And, obviously, that I ate my friend as well.

13. I like you as much as a Kanye likes himself.

And, as we both know, that's a whole lot.

14. You make my dreams come true.

Aside from all the weird ones.

But it's best not to talk about those.

Hey what's that?

Not my weird dreams.

Let's move on.

15. You're so cute. Like genuinely cute. Not like when someone says, "Oh, that's such a cute house." That house is not cute. Stop saying that.

16. I don't know who you think you are,

but if you think it's someone sexy, funny

and smart, then okay.

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Confession 2

When I was 14, I was so horny that I put on a miniskirt that I had, a pink bikini bottom, a red bra, and a button-down white shirt, walked outside and sat in the grass between my house and one of my neighbor’s houses (they were close together)…my neighbor’s house had a window on the second floor and I knew he was in the room at the time.

I slipped my fingers up under my skirt, pulling my bikini away from my soft, very wet pussy lips, and leaning back so he could watch if he wanted to, as I slipped my fingers inside of me, and started masturbating…I know he saw me a few times but he never came out. I did, however, seem him jacking off some. I can’t even begin to tell you how badly I wanted him to fuck me back then (and yes I knew about the rape laws for minors, which I’m sure is why he didn’t).

I would have been one of those weird teens that was okay with being touched by an older guy…still am ;)

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*Please.... Please, sir. I know I fought you when you brought me here. I know I begged... And cried... And screamed. But I understand now. Why you took me. Why you hurt me. Why you held me down and fucked me, even as I begged you not to. Because you saw something in me. Saw what I could be for you. And saw how you needed to hurt me to make me into what you wanted. Every tear, every slap, every breath you kept me from taking- that pain was your gift. And I needed your gift, sir- I wanted it, so badly. You knew before I did... But please. Don't stop, not yet. I need it more, to perfect me for you. Hurt me, choke me, fuck my mouth until I gag and tears run down my cheeks. Show me how much better you can make me. What I can be for you. I want to be your perfect little fucktoy, sir, to please and sate you and soak up all the pain you have for me. So please, sir. Hurt me again."

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Imma Be Yo Slut (tumblr nugget)

Tear up the world inside of me. Rip my stockings apart, and pull me in close. Use your hands. Use your mouth. Use your eyes. Use everything. Use everything but me, but love me hard like you are just using me. Play with me. Hold me close. Speak exactly what’s on your mind in that moment. But whatever you do, be sure to love me bad. Love me like you hate me. As long as you love me.

Don’t argue. Just grab me, pin me down, tie me up hard, blindfold me, do what you do best and make me want you. Then turn me over, do me hard and hurt me. Yep, I like being slapped about. Call me names too, it’s kinky. Don’t be afraid to be too hard. Ever heard that phrase ‘Treat me like a princess, fuck me like a whore’ ? Yep, oh hey! Imma be yo’ slut :)

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Yes sir

Your mouth

could do

brutal

things

to my

heart

but you’re a

risk

I’m willing to

fuck

because I have a feeling

your hands

would do

beautiful

things

to my

thighs.

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How about some Ridiculous improv prompts? Use 'em or record 'em.

“Who wouldn’t be angry you ate all of my cereal and faked your death for three years!”

“I’m going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else."

"Quick catch that cat it stole my wallet!”

“Fuck I feel like I got hit by a car… Wait I did? And it was your car?”

“The skirt is short on purpose.”

“I can’t believe I’m sitting in space jail with you of all people.”

“So why did I have to punch that guy?”

“I may have accidentally sort of adopted five cats.”

“I hope you know that my name is actually ________.”

“Please stop petting the test subjects. ”

“That is the tenth demon summoning this week holy shit.”

“Please put me down it’s just a sprained ankle"

"So what if I broke my arm I’m still doing it.”

“Why exactly do you need chloroform at 2AM?”

“I’m like 75% this won’t explode on us.”

“You need to stop leaving dead bodies in my kitchen.”

“I understand the whole sleep talking thing but what I don’t understand is the princess dragon dream and why I’m in it.”

“I’m sorry that I got way too into playing house and accidentally kissed you passionately.”

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POETRY BUMP

It wasn’t always easy to love you.

Most days, I fell for you so mindlessly. Otherwise, I was never sure what to expect – and it became a dauting task wondering if your love would ever be safe with me.

But what saved me was remembering that this was a part of how I came to love you at all. It was the feeling of driving down the same road as always, but with a beautiful change of scenery. Like walking into a new house and still being able to call it home. And in turn, I’d fallen in love with all of the different pieces that shaped who you were, and who you would continue to become.

And so I decided that even when it wasn’t so effortless to love you, I would stay. That when you decided to change gears into a direction unknown, I would enjoy the ride. If there were storms that needed to be unleashed from your eager bones, I would be sure to hold on tighter. When my body stays still and my mind gets out of sync, I will restore my paralyzed heart and fall back into you.

And whether it be from my world to yours, or from night until day –

I will stay.

— Connotativewords | jl | To Love You

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Imagine yourself in your room. 1/2

Imagine yourself in your room. You hear a knock at the door and when you get up to answer it, you open the door and see me. Before either of us can get a word out, I’m pushing you inside and against the wall. I’m grinding into you, touching you everywhere, my lips all over your neck and your shoulder. My hips are frantically pushing against yours, and we both know you won’t say no. You start to pull my hand and lead me to your room, but I stop you. I grab your cock through your jeans before getting to my knees and, wasting no time, I unbutton your jeans. My hand slides across your boxers, feeling your full, hard cock. In a hurry, you push down your pants and then try to do the same with your boxers, but I stop you. I nuzzle my face between your legs, letting my lips linger on your throbbing cock. I look up at you and see the urgency in your eyes and smile- I love teasing you. I let my hands squeeze your cock and your balls while my lips kiss along your waist. I pull down your boxers a little- just enough so the tip of your cock is sticking out, stuck between your waist and the stretchy elastic of your boxers. I flick my tongue all over- on top of the head, beneath it, all around it. I put my lips around it and suck it ever so slightly. Before we get too into it, though, I stop. I pin the tip of your dick against your waist with one hand and slide down your boxers with the other, and take one long, slow lick from your balls to the very tip. Finally, I let your cock spring free, and I hear a sigh of relief escape your lips.

Anonymous (ID: SpFN6NPO) 01/28/16(Thu)14:36:27 No.23231703?

>>23231697 (You)

Imagine yourself in your room. 2/2

Your hard cock is at my mouth already, begging for my lips to be around it. I finally wrap my mouth the head, only a little bit of your shaft inside my mouth. I move up and down on that little bit and spit, using that so my hand can twist up and down the shaft. You’re trying to push your hips forward, trying to get more of your cock into my mouth. I let you get a few thrusts deep into my mouth, my hands twisting furiously around your cock, then I pull away. I look up and you look down at me with want- you’re going crazy. You’re begging for my mouth to be on your cock. After all the teasing, I finally give in to you. I lower my hot, wet mouth onto your cock and this time, I don’t stop. I keep going until the head of your cock is pushing against the back of my throat, my gagging noises almost louder than your groans. I keep going as long as I can, and when I have to stop and gasp for air, my hands and tongue immediately fly to your cock, leaving no part of you untouched. You tell me you’re close, so I start sucking on your head while my fingers twist around your shaft right under your head. You cum into my mouth and onto my lips and, when you’re all done, I scoop it into my mouth with my fingers like a good little cum slut for daddy.

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I always wanted an older brother, just like you. You've been driving me crazy all day. Hugging me, touching me so many ways...gently stroking my arms, tummy, face and hair. When you grabbed my hips earlier when I tripped...all I could think about was having your hands on them again. Mmmm...I love the way you spoon me, and kiss the back of my neck <giggle> I'm glad you like....my hair....<whispered> don't hold back. All this touching... you can feel my breasts <moan> Oh, do you...are they big enough for you? <pause> I'm so glad. Yes, slide your hand up under my... shirt. It's so hot when you nibble on my ear! <moan>

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My last time.

It was a hot day so I rocked up to his place with mango smoothies for us and he was working on his old school BMW. I’m not hugely into cars like he is, but fuck he looked hot sweating and working in the heat. He looked up, gave me a smile as I walked over to him and kissed me on the cheek as I handed him his smoothie. I walked inside to put my things down and he came inside with me.

I was feeling sexy that day so I wore an innocent looking dress with thigh high stockings, black lace bra, black g-string with a lace black suspender belt underneath. He said he felt hot and sweaty so we started to run a bubble bath, I lit up a spliff as he started to undress, had a few puffs and handed it to him.

After his first toke, I started to undress. He saw what I was wearing and started smiling as he handed me the spliff back. I took a few puffs again and put it out as he grabbed me, spun me around and started kissing my neck from behind, running his hands all over my back, ass and thighs. I was already incredibly horny so I started to be rough with my reactions, he took that as indication I wanted to be fucked, right then and there.

So he viciously bent me over and I held onto the edge of the bathtub and he pushed my g-string to the side and slid his rock hard cock into my tight wet cunt, I asked him to pull my hair since I’ve never asked him to before, he was surprised but more than happy to. He pounded the fuck out of my cunt harder than he ever has, pulled my hair, choked me, slapped my ass, just how I like it, just as I was just about to cum, he pulled out, got down on his knees and tongue fucked me, licked and sucked my clit while rubbing my g-spot with his fingers until I clenched up and came all over his hand.

So glad I found someone who likes to treat me like a princess and fuck me like a whore.

I was nearly half his age, and if anyone saw us together, we could be mistaken for father and daughter.

There is nothing strange about it. He is not my teacher, my employer, my relative, my Dom or my guru. I was not looking for a Daddy nor he, a babygirl, and both of us shied from it at first.

It was, however, one of those blissful anomalies of the carnal universe, that brought two unlikely people together in a blast of unbridled natural chemistry. We are simply wired on every level to connect, combust, enmesh, bond and erupt with such synchronous raw euphoria, that it simply cannot be denied.

When it came to sex, I bring the reminder of youth’s unflagging fervor, while he brings the seasoned richness of a mulit-layered sexuality, teaching me things a younger man would have yet to even imagine.

Even after our first night together, stretching satedly in the sullied bed of his lush hotel suite, I wondered how I was going to explain this one to my parents.

I am not letting go of this man. Ever.

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Wonder Woman in Trouble (Transcribed from an erotic comic)

(Drama time: This is mostly an internal monologue, play it as a woman humilitated by her weakness and arousal)

I felt so weak, so helpless. I wanted to put up a fight. But he was so powerful. I knew he was going to have me, his way. I have been raped before. Numerous times. It comes with my job description as a superherione. We have all been trained to deal with it. But no training could have prepared me for this..it felt like a thick rod of steel ripping through my vagina...stretching it wide open. It always felt very humiliating to be fucked against my will...with him I felt even worse...as his sexual stamina was beyond human...even beyond superhuman. He was harder even than Superman..and his hardness was just beyone anything I had ever had inside me. And he kept pounding me for at least six hours, non-stop. I lost count of the number of times he forced me to orgasm...Thirteen hours later, he was still fucking me. He never pulled out of me, even for a second...and by that time I was moaning and screaming like a bitch. Then, he told me to beg him...beg for his cum, and I did..I yelled, Yessss! Cum inside me!" But he just laughed and pulled out. I held back my sob. He had me. He had his trophy. The most powerful superheroine in the world; and he made me beg for it. He won't make it that easy for me, he says. I ask him to kill me..put me out of my misery. Now, I can only guess what he will do to me next.

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-Full Moon Rising-

A nice halloween-ish poem

By: IX

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>late grows the hour

>deep in my soul

>I feel the dark power

>the mirror gleams in the moon light

>but my reflection is an awful sight

>wicked black eyes not mine are evil

>this face in the mirror is contractile

>as it smiles its all quite vile

>malicious is the beast

>standing behind me my soul is his feast

>powerless to stop his dark power

>the good in me dying by the hour

>my spirit is now maleficent

>all my good energy gone and spent

>the hatred becomes so strong

>I know now it can't wait for long

>the lycanthropy has come full circle

>as the wolf in me takes control

;)

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Today

So today I was so horny I couldn’t help it. I kept thinking about you fucking me hard. If you were here now I’d push you down on my bed, kiss your neck passionately while teasing your cock from the outside of your trousers feeling it get hard. Then I’d straddle you and put on a show, taking my top and bra off slowly, exposing my soft tits to you and letting you see how hard my nipples are. Then I’d kiss you more, letting you feel my tits and squeeze my nipples. God that turns me on a lot! When I knew you were horny enough I’d undo your trousers and slide them off, boxers and all. Your massive cock comes free and I would kiss its head hello, before licking down the shaft. I would put your dick in-between my tits and let you titty-fuck me them until you were ready to explode. I would whisper, “I am so horny for you and I want your dick inside me.”

I’d lie back on the bed and take off my skirt and soaking wet panties. You would open my legs wide and I’d glide your cock into me and I’m so wet it would slide all the way in. I would let out a little moan for you and watch as your dick came in and out of my pussy. I would start to finger my soaking clit to make it even more pleasurable and as I got close to orgasm I would moan, “Harder! I need you so deep inside of me! Oh yes! Harder!” and you would start to pound me harder and deeper. I would scream your name and finger myself even quicker. As we both were about to orgasm, I’d tell you to keep going till I came and moments later we would both squirt all over each other and I would lick it off you and clean you up.

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The Worst and Funniest Two-Line Jokes CHALLENGE

Keep this http://instantrimshot.com/ in mind or use it with Audacity to make a splash with these jokes.

1. I want a girl who wants me for my money.

She also has to be bad at math.

2. I went into a bar and ordered a “double.”

They brought out a guy who looks like me.

3. Time flies like an arrow.

Fruit flies like a banana.

4. I went to the store and bought a decaffeinated coffee table.

You really can’t tell the difference.

5. My teacher accused me of plagiarism.

His words, not mine.

6. They all laughed when I said I wanted to be a comedian.

Well, no one’s laughing now!

7. My parents moved around a lot when I was a kid.

I always found them.

8. Never trust an atom.

They make up everything.

9. I’ve decided to sell my vacuum cleaner on eBay.

It’s just collecting dust.

10. A blonde walks into a bar.

Ouch.

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Additional jokes, though probably not two lines:

A drunk is taking off his socks getting ready for bed. He trips and falls out of his 2nd story window, landing on the sidewalk. A woman walks by says "Oh, my God! What happened?"

The drunk says "I don't know, I just got here."

-A man goes to the doctor for a check up and at the end of the appointment, the doctor says, "I'm sorry sir, but you've got AIDS and you've got Alzheimer's."

The guy says "Well, at least I don't have AIDS."

-A guy is walking out of an antique shop carrying a big grandfather clock. A drunk bumps into him and they both fall down, smashing the clock to bits. The guy says "Why don't you watch where you're going!"

The drunk says "Why don't you just wear a watch like everybody else!"

-A drunk is stumbling out of a bar and comes across a cop. He says to the cop "Hey man, somebody stole my car."

The cop says "Well where was it?"

The drunk says "Right on the other end of this key."

The cop laughs and says "Why don't you go on down to the precinct, they'll sort you out." The drunk starts ambling away. The cop yells out "Hey, sir! Before you get there you should zip up your fly!"

The drunk looks down and says "Aw man, they got my girl, too."

-It's Christmas Eve and the postman is making his way through a neighborhood on his route. He comes to the door of a nice family and the wife answers with a big smile on her face. She brings the mailman in, screws his brains out, then makes him a big country dinner with fried chicken, biscuits and gravy, and fresh vegetables. Afterwards as the mailman leaves, the wife stuffs a dollar into his pocket. The mailman goes "What the hell was that about?"

The wife says, "Well I asked my husband what to get you for Christmas cause you're always so nice. He said 'Fuck him, give him a dollar.' The dinner was my idea!"

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Today's Musing by VK

"I want this. I don't know any other way to say it. You've never really left me--left my thoughts, and though I've been satisfied with our minimal contact over the years, I can't survive on just that. Don't you see, that you have nothing holding us back now? Not your job, not your wife, not my age-- nothing. I don't want to live another day without feeling your arms around me. That one day you hugged me was not enough. I want that always and I will work every day to make you happy, and satisfy all your desires. <laugh> I'm up for whatever you've got.<pause> Of course I'm going to win this argument. You taught me well, remember? <kiss> Now, let me in and let's get started.

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The Fountain by Baudelaire BUMP

My dear, your eyes are weary;

Rest them a little while.

Assume the languid posture

Of pleasure mixed with guile.

Outside the talkative fountain

Continues night and day

Repeating my warm passion

In whatever it has to say.

The sheer luminous gown

The fountain wears

Where Phoebe’s very own

Color appears

Falls like a summer rain

Or shawl of tears.

Thus your soul ignited

By pleasure’s lusts and needs

Sprays into heaven’s reaches

And dreams of fiery deeds.

Then it brims over, dying,

And languorous, apart,

Drains down some slope and enters

The dark well of my heart.

The sheer luminous gown

The fountain wears

Where Phoebe’s very own

Color appears

Falls like a summer rain

Or shawl of tears.

O you, whom night enhances,

How sweet here at your breasts

To hear the eternal sadness

Of water that never rests.

O moon, o singing fountain,

O leaf-thronged night above,

You are the faultless mirrors

Of my sweet, bitter love.

The sheer luminous gown

The fountain wears

Where Phoebe’s very own

Color appears

Falls like a summer rain

Or shawl of tears.

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i'm a femanon and was wondering, i would love if anyone could do some sort of improv at a gay bar where i get overpowered/dominated by another woman far more butch than me, like cornered in a hallway in the back, teasing over me how tough i try to act and how you can see right through it, ordering me to touch myself, etc., you get the general idea?

sorry if that seems really specific for improv, but it just sort of gives the general feel for the situation to work off of. it would probably make my year.

love you fsa ;_;

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Why it is me Ada Lovelace working on the Difference Engine for Babbage in Victorian London. I will someday be an inspiration to little girls everywhere, that they are more than harlots to please Man's pleasure but can use their brains to be computer programmers. I'm the first computer programmer in history and I have a cunny.

What have we here? Oh no it is a time traveling computer programmer. He is exposing the lie that women can do anything with their girlbrains. And now he is here to punish me for being a false idol. He is exposing the lie that I was a computer programmer.

Oh no he is lifting up my conservative Victorian dress and tearing it to shreds. This is so humiliating and degrading to my feminine dignity. He is shredding my bodice and corsette. Now he is giving me a spanking on my petticoat-clad buttocks. This is extremely degrading to my pretensions to being a Feminist intellectual. This is exposing the weakness of my stupid spank. I'm so humiliated and degraded. But I'm also dripping wet in my cunt, because all women want to be brought down to size, even women like me who are supposedly computer programmers.

Thanks to this Time Traveling misogynist, I'm too humiliated and tamed, to ever spread the lie that the 1st computer programmer was a Victorian Lady.

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It is barbaric how suicide victims were treated in the 1790s. There was no concept of them as victims of mental illness. They were criminals.

Even the great Feminist Founder and mother of the author of Frankenstein, Mary Wollstonecraft suffered public humiliation for it.

Mary's relationship with Gilbert Imlay, an America scoundrel, con-artist and cad who seduced and abandoned her, leaving her pregnant. Him humiliating her in public, tricking her into stripping at a Gentleman's club, walking her on a leash, and spanking the great Women's Rights icon. Mary wrote a whole book full of love letters begging him to come back. She even offered to live in a harem, with his actress mistresses. When she was rejected, she spent a night walking the rainy London bridge, and then jumped into the Thames, where she was fished out by a net.

her march of shame after her failed suicide attempt. She was already past her breaking point of blackest despair, and her hell is only beginning. 18th century London was not so enlightened about mental health. They see suicide as attempted murder, a crime against God, mortal sin. And Mary Wollstonecraft is subjected to a humiliating public punishment.

Her dress is stripped off, as she is given CPR mouth to mouth. And she is paraded around London, in her soaked see-through Victorian lingerie. Laughing children pelt her with spoiled fruit. Troublemakers form a gauntlet spanking and caning her poor buttocks. Even her fellow women join in the fun. Girls pulling off the pink ribbons off her drawers. She is dragged through the muddy streets on a leash. This heroine of the French Revolution, is forced to kiss a muddy boot, and pledge loyalty to King George III.

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Thursday Night POETRY BUMP

“Day after day,

my neighbors’ cats in the garden.

Each in a distant spot,

like wary planets.

One brindled gray,

one black and white,

one orange.

They remind of the feelings:

how one cannot know another completely.

The way two cats cannot sleep

in one patch of mint-scented shade.”

— Jane Hirshfield, “Narrowness,” Come, Thief.

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Her Happy Place

You always see the good in me. I love you so so much. It wasn't easy for me to say that stuff to you yesterday, because I was scared of what you'd think. I didn't want to come off like some love-sick teenager. But I have to tell you what I feel. I know it's true because I'm even feeling this way at dance. Which is crazy because dance has always been my escape and distraction from everything. Now all I can think about at dance is you, and how I'd rather be with you. You're my escape now. You distract me. I need you. It's all true, though. I want to be your wife. I want to be with you all the time. I want to have your babies. I wouldn't even mind settling somewhere else. I want to experience everything with you. <I know, I know, but let me get it out. > Being with you is the best feeling in the whole world. I can't even begin to describe how perfect it feels to be in your arms. I want more than anything in the world to just be able to kiss you goodnight every night and wake up with you every morning. You are my happy place, my home.

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A poem/song.

I like me a man with a big fat dick, long as a babies arm and just as thick.

Seein' that get's me wet enough to do the trick, hard and fast I want him to do me right quick.

'an he has to be a strapping young buck, with stamina enough for a good long fuck.

First I'll start with a deepthroat suck, but if he cums and I drown that'd be my luck.

Then he'll tease me till my thighs all gleam, I'll beg him well to make me scream.

Taking a shaft like that would be a dream, though not half as much as gettin' filled by his cream.

I wanna feel his hands pull my hips real strong as I get railed by his foot-long dong.

Again and again he'll bang me like a gong, the thought gets me wet enough to melt my thong.

If he brings a friend they'll do me back to front, holy hell, wouldn't THAT be stunt?

One in my ass and the other in my cunt, what more could a horny girl want?

what I really need now is a pair of dicks, even if I have to steal 'em from some other chicks.

But why stop at two when I can find six, 'cause that's how a girl like me gets her kicks.

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Frankly, if you prefer a normal life, stick with a normal girl.

If you want a tame life, seek only a woman who has allowed herself to be tamed.

If you only want to dip your toe into the flowing waters of Shakti, stay with the safe, tamed woman who has not yet plunged into the wildness of the Sacred Feminine ocean.

It is comfortable to love a woman who has not yet activated her inner sacred powers, because she does not push your buttons.

She will not challenge you.

She will not press you into becoming your highest Self.

If this is enough for you then accept it, love her with all your heart, remain faithful to her and thank her daily for the gift of her mild, unthreatening feminine presence in your life.

If you choose to step into the aura and body of a woman whose spiritual fires are blazing, you are accepting that you need a certain level of danger and risk in order to grow.

Once you begin to love a woman of this nature, you must accept total responsibility for the life-changes that will then ensue.

Your life will not be sleepily comfortable all the time. Your life will not allow you to stay stuck in old ruts and stagnant routines. Your life will take on a radically-new flavour and scent. You will be ignited by the presence of the Wild Feminine, and it will begin to send electric shockwaves of spiritual Light through your entire chakra system, attuning you to the Call of the Divine.

Anonymous (ID: DaPy6sX5) 07/26/15(Sun)15:46:35 No.22206861?

>>22206854 (You)

Choosing to be sexually and romantically-intimate with an awakened woman takes masculine courage to walk fearlessly into the Unknown. But it will reap rewards beyond your mind's comprehension.

She will take you into undiscovered worlds of mystery and magic.

She will lead you, mesmerised and half-drunk with love, into the wild forests of sensual ecstasy and wonder.

She will show you sacred skies so full and burning with stars that you will start to wonder if you are still living on the same planet that you were born on.

She will break and tear you open so that your fierce, passionate heart drives you half-mad with longing. You will want to consume and penetrate her on every level so that your Masculine Essence can consume and penetrate the world - illuminating the Universe with your devoted Love.

She will see you like you've never been seen before.

She will trust you.

She will appreciate you.

She will acknowledge your efforts to make her happy.

It is a monumental risk to love an awakened woman, because there is suddenly no place to hide. She sees everything, therefore she can love you with a depth and presence that your heart and body have yearned for so hard, so long, so fiercely…that you wonder whether you have actually been alive for all the time that she has been away.

Loving a woman like this is a choice you make to start living with your Soul on fire.

Your life will never be the same again once you've invited her energy in.

~ Sophie Bashford ~

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