I’m talking forceful, panty ripping sex that scares us both a tiny bit but it’s super hot, like we’re halfway between growling and spitting, and laughing. Not full blown CNC, and no I can’t really hate you if you’re making me so hard you feel the ghost of my cock in you days later. You want to feel overwhelmed, to drive a man to the point of turning into a big bad wolf devouring you with more pleasure than pain, but more fucked up than not. I want tension and aggression and hunger exploding on you like, using you, violating you, not giving you satisfaction, not stopping when you like it too much. I do not stop until your brain is thoroughly fucked out.
We play safe. We have red lines we don’t cross. Safe words, of course.
I can’t be repulsed by you, but I don’t care if you’re repulsed by me, as long as that makes you fuck harder. You need to have good hygiene and health for me to go into primal sex mode.
I’m responsible, and care. Hate sex doesn’t mean we throw ethics out the window. DD free required.
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