A lithe mousey girl with shoulder length brown hair stabbing me to death with a kitchen knife in a hexagonal room with beige wallpaper lined with bookshelves. She initially rushes at me with the knife but is surprised by the fact that I do not resist her at at. Slowly and deliberately she covers me in knife wounds. I collapse.
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Is it the year of the mouse? I thought it was the year of the rat.
Everyone has one or more animals they resemble; I like females who resemble mice.
>>3
People often conflate mice with rats. There is no year of the mouse after all.
I like females who resemble cows.
I want to be spanked. I want to beg and plead to not be. I want to be grabbed by the ear and led to a specific location. I want my clothes taken away from me and I want to be spanked on my bare butt. I want it with the hand. I want it with the hairbrush. I want it with the belt. I want it with the cane. I want to be ordered to count every stroke. I want there to nominally be a fixed number of strokes I am to take, but for that count to be reset for the slightest mess-up. And when it’s finally over I want multiple hours of stark naked cornertime as I bawl my eyes out. With my ass straight-up purple. I want it to hurt when I sit for a good week and a half.
It's been a long-standing fetish of mine to enter single combat with a woman, in a sexual way. Not just "tee hee I'm spanking you," I want us to throw genuine punches, slam each other into shit, and try our hardest to rape before we're raped. A passionate, extreme, consensual snuggle struggle. I would probably rupture this fantasy girl's insides with the force of the cum that would result from participating in such a violent, epic fuck.
If nobody bleeds, is it good sex? You decide.