#r4pe kink
This is the blogger formerly known as dyke4dick. I woke up to discover that my blog had been terminated for hate speech. The email quoted the TOS at me: “Don’t post content for the purpose of promoting or inciting the hatred of, or dehumanizing, individuals or groups based on […] gender, gender identity, […] sexual orientation […]” [my redaction for the relevant categories]
I’m not terribly surprised, of course; kink tumblrs get deleted all the time. I’m definitely annoyed, and kind of embarrassed, so unfortunately we all get to listen to me write a five-paragraph essay aboutkink instead of actually having fun engaging inkink.
I’m not gonna try to fight the termination; I had the blog for less than 2 months and am not emotionally attached to it. I did naively fail to save my original content. I was able to rescue 3 long posts through the magic of google, but I think that my original content has actually been hard banned from the site because it’s not there on blogs that I know reblogged it. Which is fun, feeling like my kinks are so horrible that no one should ever even look upon them lest they also be cursed with being a broken human.
For context, if it’s not obvious, my blog was full of hard kinks, most relevantly misogyny, misgendering, forced detransition, rape, corrective rape, and dehumanization. For me these are definitely kinks and not reflective of actual beliefs I have, but I blog in character (as a slightly more broken version of myself) because personally I find constant disclaimers unsexy.
I’ve been worrying since I started the blog about consistent characterization of the character I play - I said above that it’s a “slightly more broken of myself” and that’s the basic idea, but what does it actually believe about women, men, queers, itself? Will people get mad if my kink blog is not 100% ideologically consistent?
I was able to find and just reposted gender identity for fucktoys, which is part of the answer for myself. My actual gender identity and presentation are related in complicated ways to my interaction with this set of kinks. It also means I want to be careful, because I end up relating to content that is denigrating/dehumanizing of groups to which I don’t actually belong. I’m not a woman, I’m not a trans man, and I’m not a sissy, but a lot of ideas in misogyny porn (being useful only as a sex toy by virtue of my anatomy) and ftm misgendering kink (never able to be a real man by virtue of my anatomy) and sissy porn (being inadequate at manhood, unable to please women, and forced to be sexual with men) resonate with me a lot.
This theme comes up a lot in content I see on tumblr - not all women are rapebait, but i sure am. Trans men are men - buti am a fakeboy. Because decent people don’t want to nonconsensually degrade other people, and there’s also an appeal in “I’m not a fucktoy because I am a woman/have a vagina/don’t have a penis; I’m a fucktoy becuase i personally am broken.”
But there’s also a necessary element of essentialism for me in the kink. I think that’s partially because, while I do actually believe I’m broken in a lot of ways, 1) y’all don’t know me and 2) I don’t know that I am capable of eroticizing all of my actual brokenness, and 3) the pieces that I can eroticize I don’t necessarily want to share with everyone. Or anyone. So in a way “i’m inferior because i’m a cunt” is shorthand, gesturing for me at all the ways that I feel inferior and…. creating a safe headspace for that.
Part of the appeal of the essentialism part of this kink for me is that there’s nothing I can do to change it. Issues of worthiness are important to me, and I have a lot of my self-worth wrapped up in various skills and talents I have, and it is really nice to feel that I am useful because – and only because – of something unchanging about my body. I don’t have to be intelligent or eloquent or thoughtful. The idea of being just three holes is a relief.
For me it’s definitely essentialism along gendered/sexed lines, in a complicated way because of being a trans person. I’m not a woman, even in fantasy - that’s kind of a soft limit. But I am “girl” and “cunt” which feel different enough from woman not to trigger the same feelings.
I guess the coherent worldview at base is that there are real men (normal and cis), real women (normal and cis), normal nonbinary people, and then there’s the trashpile for people like me. That’s not exactly what I believe ooc, but it’s close enough to what the fantasy version of me believes.
Look, I don’t know how you could possibly know this about me, but I kind of have issues about authority figures, and tumblr dot com told me I was naughty and was encouraging people to dehumanize women and trans men, which was definitely not my intention; going forward I’ll try to be more clear that I’m only encouraging you to dehumanize me and others who have opted into the gendertrash pile of cunts, whores, sluts, rapemeat, etc.
I guess that sounds a little glib, and it’s really hard not to be a little bit in character at all times, since y’all are not my therapist. But for real. There are hundreds of folks on here begging to be treated like trash, self included. Take us up on that and leave normal people alone.
And maybe having written out that gigantic pile of words, I’ll be able to get back to the fun part of having an nsfw tumblr?
guess whose tumblr got terminated after five weeks? this broken human’s. (was dyke4dick.)
currently: teasing myself on my vibrator so i’ll be ready to serve daddy tonight when he gets home from work <33
goodgirls who grind their clits numb on their vibrators >>>
.・゜-: ✧ :- -: ✧ :-゜・．
My Wickr Me is subbyftmgirl if anyone wants it or wants to send me stuff
yeah edging is cute but how about forcing her to cum so many times she passes out and convulses and her body shuts down
Romance is wrestling me to the ground and pumping your cum into my holes until your balls are empty
ⓘ this user is a life sized fleshlight.
I’d been waiting for you for awhile, hiding in the closet. Luckily your husband had given me a key for the house in case of emergencies, well this was an emergency. I heard the front door open and shut as you came home, heard your keys and purse hit the counter as you got comfortable being home after another day at the office. I could hear you walking around in the kitchen.. to the living room.. up the stairs. Your house was so quiet I could hear every move you made. I heard your feet press into the carpet in the bedroom and felt my heart race. I’d been looking forward to this for so long now. As you opened the door I quickly covered your mouth and told you to shut up. The fear in your eyes was absolutely delicious but I know you wanted this, why else would you parade around in those short shorts all time when I’m around ? I forcibly move you over to the bed spinning you around but careful to keep my hand over your mouth, almost like I’d rehearsed it. As I lay you down on your stomach I began pulling at your pants, revealing your plump little ass. “Oh no panties today huh? Almost like you were prepared for me” I growled into your hear. My cock aching behind my jeans as I pulled it out. “I’m going to take my hand off your mouth now and you’re going to do as I say understood?” A nod was all that was returned but it was good enough for me. “Why are you doing this?” I could hear the sobs in your voice and felt myself throb at it. “Because I had to have you, and I’m going to keep having you for a long time” I slid my hand between your legs and felt your wetness. “I knew you really wanted this, knew your little slut hole wanted me” it was all I could do to not cum right then. “My husband will be home soon you know that” you said it so frantically, so fast. The sound of fear in your voice making my blood pump harder. “No dear, I know he’s working late tonight. I called just to make sure. Now your little hole is mine.” With that I lined up my thick rod and pressed it against your hole, I know you wanted to overpower me but you knew you couldn’t. You kept your legs together as tight as they could but I was still able to force myself in. “Oh fuck. You feel so good. Is this what he gers every night? Fuuck.” As I started sliding in and out of you you started making those little sobbing gasps you hear in the particularly dirty pornos. “Your pussy betrays you, I can feel you getting wetter and tightening around me wanting to drain every last drop.” I whispered to you. Slamming myself all the way in I felt my cockhead open your cervix slightly and knew I was going to blow too soon. “You’re gonna have a nice cum filled slit in a few moments. Won’t that be nice?” I couldn’t help myself anymore as I began slamming myself in to you over and over each time feeling your pussy clench around me and your cervix open just a little more for me. “Please don’t I’m not on anything please please don’t” I could tell you were full on sobbing at this point but all you’d done is make me want it more. With a few final thrusts I emptied my seed deep in you, letting every bit out before slowly pulling out of you. “See that wasn’t so bad was it? Much better than when your husband does it atleast” you couldn’t even respond between the tears. “Don’t worry hun, we’ve got awhile and I promise you’ll cum on my cock and be begging for him to stay late at work more often, now, let’s continue” as I felt myself get hard once more, you knew you were mine.
it’s my birthday next week, who wants to send me a gift?
cashapp/ $notsarahx
edging myself to sleep tonight
Currently thinking about someone slapping, rubbing at, teasing my cunt till it’s dripping and then forcing their cock into my ass as i beg them not to♡
I think when I’m bending over in a short skirt someone should grab my pussy but that’s just my opinion
you like me? so how come i’m not tied up in your basement, blindfolded and gagged, with bruises all over my body? (๑ò / / ᆺ / / ó๑)
I get so wet thinking about the men that I went to church with when I was a teen, they were constantly trying to talk to me and one of them would always stand behind any chair I sat in using every opportunity to talk to me because that meant they could lean over and look down my shirt breathing down my neck as they talked and I just pretended the entire time that they weren’t interested in me because I was 15 and didn’t have much interest in these older men. I was always this cute bubbly girl who bounced around being overly friendly towards anyone and the old men loved how much they could take advantage of the situation. I know if I really really wanted to I could get them all to fuck me individually and then word would get around that I’m a useless cunt and they’ll all decide that it’s just easier to fuck me at the same time, kidnapping me they’ll play poker and abuse me.
I need to be forcibly impregnated. I know I’ll resist. I’ve spent my entire life in denial of my role as a fertile breeding female and would never be able to make the decision on my own. I need to be utterly dominated. I need to be stripped and forced down by someone or something that knows what’s best for me, and that what’s best for me is to accept my place and my role and to be bred and bear their children. I need to be held captive until there’s no chance of escape, until there’s no denying my massive swollen womb and the kicks of our baby moving inside me. Until I have no alternative but to submit to them completely as they use my pregnant body for their own pleasure until I am ready to be bred again.
over & over, child after child until u are begging for me to breed u barren
This makes my cunt so wet and tense while I read, my body knows I should be bred and is getting ready for a man to find me and dominate me. Helppp.
I know edging with your tongue out feels a little weird. Maybe even uncomfortable. That’s okay! You just need to practice. From now on, every time you edge, stick your tongue out and keep it out until you forget about it! Soon you’ll be so needy that it won’t feel weird anymore, and your little brain will connect sticking your tongue out with the pleasure of edging. You’ll drool all over yourself, and you’ll find yourself making pathetic noises that show what a dumb edgeslut you’ve become.
If you think that’s embarrassing, good! Edging should be a little embarrassing. Only brainless fucktoys drool and pant like that when they’re touching themselves. But it’ll feel so good, I promise! You won’t be able to keep your tongue in your mouth anymore while you’re edging.
And looking stupid like that will make you a much better fucktoy.
And don’t you want to be a better fucktoy?
Thank you to all of the men that train me on how to be a better fucktoy <3
I want my landlord to rape me violently every night but doesn’t make me pay rent so can’t afford to make it stop.
I’m stuck at boring work all night
Keep me entertained by sending asks and rape threats. Or DM me and describe in excruciating detail what you’d do to me if you found me working the store all alone
so if gentlemen really do prefer blondes how come there’s not a gentleman shoving his cock into my mouth and using me like a flesh light so i’m gagging and crying rn??
