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Stay at home and jerk your life away, I’ll be enjoying my days spending your money and living like a goddess. It is funny you let a petite young girl control you
I don’t have daddy issues so don’t even think your old age will make me go soft on you. I expect you to serve me by locking up that little dicklet, sending me the keys and then tributing me royally to thank me for spending some of my precious time on you.
About to go for a swim, submit while I’m gone
worship my body 😘
It makes me so happy draining my slaves. I’m a brat so naturally I ask until there is nothing left. You won’t feel satisfied until you’ve given me everything you have. Submit now and become the devoted beta boy you’ve always dreamed of being
With an ass like that it's obvious that she's the queen and you're just a knight in your chaste.
worship my body 😘
Mistress’ Rules
I finally typed my rules up as a dom. Let me know if you can think of more my lovelies ;)
All of Mistresses pets and/or bulls must consent to her rules before engaging in any form of play. By agreeing to her rules, all of Mistresses submissives consent to individually approved punishments if they choose to not obey her. 1. You will always address Mistress by her appropriate titles. She accepts Misstress, Miss, My Queen, or My Goddess. 2. You will always use your manners when addressing Misstress. You will always say please when asking her anything and you will always acknowledge her answers and commands with a “Yes, Mistress” or the like. 3. You will always thank Mistress for her attention. You will always say thank you at the end of a session. 4. Your pleasure belongs to Mistress now. You will never touch yourself without asking. If you become erect without stimulation you must show Mistress and ask her how to handle it. 5. You will not touch another person for pleasure without asking permission. If Mistress approves, you will give her a report of your activities when you finish. 6. You will never cum without asking permission. No exceptions. Your cum belongs to Mistress. It is precious to her and you will not waste it. 7. Under no circumstances will you cum inside another woman. Mistress is the only one who can take your cum effectively if you earn the privilege of a full breeding. 8. You will keep yourself clean and shaven and show Mistress should she ask to see. 9. You will always show Mistress her cock and balls when she asks. No exceptions. Work, home, out with friends, if you need to you will go to the restroom in order to please her. 10. Mistress loves you. Mistress always listens to you. Mistress will always take care of you. If you feel like you can’t fulfill Mistresses wishes, explain and she will understand and work with you. You are hers now, and she will always treat you well. Alpha-Specific Rules 1. Though you are considered her Alpha, you are still to follow the previous general rules as one of her bulls. 2. Milking sessions will occur at an agreed upon interval. These sessions will cease for a week preceeding a live mounting and breeding with Mistress. 3. Before breeding Mistress, you will always lick her pussy to ensure she is wet, fertile, and receptive. If she is not, you will do whatever she says in order to arrouse her sufficiently. 4. When breeding with Mistress, there will be no less than 3 loads deposited inside her. You will only cum while your cock is fully enveloped by her with the head rubbing her cervix. 5. Should Mistress be unsatisfied with 3 loads, you will give her more. 6. After every deposit you will keep your cock inside Mistress for at least another minute to ensure no seed slips out. When possible, you will stay inside her until the next deposit. 7. You will ensure Mistress orgasms after each deposit in order to ensure the seed is taken into her womb. 8. You will continue to address Mistress with the proper titles while mounting her. Never forget what you are doing is an honor and a privilege. 9. After each breeding session you will lay with your Mistress, stroking her full belly. You will say thank you for letting you breed such a perfect woman. And you will rest with her knowing you have both fulfilled your purposes.
Caught in a trap
He stood at the foot of the bed, a silhouette against the flickering candlelight. His hands moved slowly, deliberately, as he rolled the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows. The sound of the fabric sliding against his skin sent shivers down her spine. He stepped closer, the weight of his presence pressing down on her like a physical force.
“Do you know why you’re here?” His voice was low, gravelly, and it sent a jolt of electricity through her. She shook her head, her eyes never leaving his. He loved this part—the moment before the storm, when the tension was unbearable and the air was charged with unspoken desires.
He leaned down, his face inches from hers, and she could feel the heat of his breath against her skin. “You’re here because you need this,” he whispered, his voice dripping with dominance. “Because you crave it. Because you know, deep down, that you belong to me.”
Her heart pounded in her chest, her body betraying her with a surge of wetness between her thighs. She wanted to protest, to deny it, but the truth was written all over her face. He smirked, a knowing, predatory grin, and straightened up.
His hand came down hard on her thigh, the sharp sting of the slap rippling through her body. She cried out against the gag, her back arching off the bed. He didn’t wait for her to recover before delivering another blow, this time on the opposite thigh. The pain was sharp, searing, but it was mixed with something else—something that made her clench her thighs together in a desperate attempt to suppress the rising heat.
“Do you feel that?” He growled, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. “Do you feel how wet you are, even as I punish you? That’s because you love it. You love being at my mercy, don’t you?”
She shook her head furiously, tears welling up in her eyes, but her body betrayed her again as another wave of arousal washed over her. He chuckled darkly, his fingers trailing up her inner thigh, barely grazing her sensitive flesh.
“You can lie to yourself, but you can’t lie to me,” he murmured, his fingers dipping lower, teasing her entrance. She whimpered, her hips jerking involuntarily, desperate for more. But he pulled his hand away, leaving her aching and empty.
He reached for the nightstand, pulling out a sleek, black vibrator. Her eyes widened as she saw it, her breath hitching in her throat. He turned it on, the low hum filling the room, and he traced it along her skin, letting the vibrations tease her without giving her what she needed.
“Tell me what you want,” he commanded, his voice firm, unyielding. She shook her head again, her pride warring with her desire. He tutted, mock disappointment in his tone, and pressed the vibrator against her clit, the sudden intensity making her writhe against her restraints.
“I said, tell me,” he repeated, his voice sharp as a whip. She moaned against the gag, her body trembling with the effort to hold back her release. He increased the pressure, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through her, and she couldn’t hold back any longer.
“You’re going to come for me,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You’re going to come, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”
Her body convulsed as the orgasm ripped through her, her cries muffled by the gag. He kept the vibrator pressed against her, forcing her to ride the wave of pleasure until she was trembling, her body spent.
He finally turned off the vibrator, setting it aside, and leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear. “Good girl,” he whispered, his voice softer now, almost tender. “That’s just the beginning.”
She lay trembling on the bed, her body still quivering from the orgasm he’d forced out of her. Her wrists and ankles were bound, the silk scarf around her neck and leather cuffs on her limbs digging slightly into her skin, a constant reminder of her helplessness. He stood over her, his dark eyes gleaming with a predatory satisfaction. He didn’t say a word, but his silence was more commanding than any speech could have been.
He reached for the vibrator again, his movements deliberate, almost slow, as if he were savoring every second of this. Her breath hitched as she felt the cold plastic brush against her sensitive clit again. She tried to squirm away, but the restraints held her firmly in place.
“Ah, ah,” he chided softly, his voice low and gravelly. “You’re not going anywhere, pup.”
He flicked the vibrator on, the low hum filling the room. She whimpered behind the gag, her body already responding to the sensation. He smirked, watching her intently as he pressed the toy firmly against her.
“You’re going to come again,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “And this time, I’m not stopping until I’m satisfied.”
Her eyes widened, a mix of fear and arousal flashing in them. She shook her head, a muffled protest escaping her lips, but he only chuckled darkly.
“You can fight it all you want, but we both know you’ll give in,” he murmured, his free hand trailing up her thigh. “You’re too far gone now.”
He was right. The pleasure was already building, her body betraying her as the vibrations sent waves of sensation through her. She tried to clench her thighs together, but he was quick to stop her, his strong hand gripping her leg and holding her open.
“None of that,” he said, his voice firm. “You’re going to take it, whore. All of it.”
Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as the pressure grew, her body aching for release. He watched her closely, his eyes dark with desire as he saw her struggle against the inevitable.
“That’s it,” he coaxed, his voice softer now, almost tender. “Let it happen, doll. Don’t fight it.”
She shook her head again, her body trembling as she tried to hold back, but it was no use. The orgasm crashed over her with a force that left her gasping, her body arching off the bed as pleasure consumed her. He kept the vibrator pressed against her, forcing her to ride the wave until she was shaking, her cries muffled by the gag.
When she finally came down, her body limp and spent, He turned off the vibrator and set it aside. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear.
“You’re doing so well,” he whispered, his breath warm against her skin. “But we’re not done yet.”
Before she could react, he was moving again, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her toward the edge of the bed. Her eyes widened in panic as she realized what he was about to do.
“No,” she mumbled against the gag, shaking her head frantically. “Please, no.”
But he only smirked, his grip tightening on her hips. “You don’t get to say no, pet,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “You’ll take what I give you.”
He positioned himself between her legs, his cock already hard and ready. She whimpered, her body still sensitive from the orgasms, but he didn’t give her time to adjust. He pushed into her with one swift, powerful thrust, the force of it driving the air from her lungs.
“Fuck,” he growled, his hands gripping her hips as he started to move. “You feel so good, pup. So tight.”
Her cries were muffled by the gag, her body shaking as he fucked her with a relentless intensity. He didn’t hold back, each thrust driving deeper, harder, until she was sure she couldn’t take anymore. But he had no intention of stopping.
“You’re going to come again,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “I’m going to make you come on my cock, doll.”
She shook her head, tears streaming down her face, but he only laughed darkly.
“Yes, you will,” he said, his hands moving to her clit, his fingers pressing down hard. “I’ll make you.”
The combination of his cock and his fingers was too much, the pleasure building rapidly despite her resistance. Her body betrayed her once more, her orgasm crashing over her with a force that left her screaming behind the gag. He still didn’t stop, fucking her through it until she was a trembling, sobbing mess.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice soft but no less commanding. “Good girl, Such a good girl. You’re doing so well.”
He finally slowed, his thrusts becoming more deliberate, more controlled. Her body was completely spent, her mind foggy with pleasure and exhaustion, but he wasn’t done yet. He needed to make sure she was ruined in every way, shape and form. He leaned over her, his lips brushing against her ear.
“You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice filled with a possessive intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. “And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”
He pulled out and looked down at her, his eyes dark with satisfaction. “You’re doing so well, doll,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “But this is far from over.”
He reached for something on the bedside table, and her heart skipped a beat as she saw what it was—another toy, this one larger and more intimidating than the first.
He smirked as he saw the fear in her eyes.
“Don’t worry, pup,” he said, his tone almost gentle. “You’ll take it. You’ll take everything I give you.”
He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear.
“Because you’re mine now.”
His fingers traced the edge of the new toy, his dark eyes locked on hers. Wider, he thought as he watched her pupils dilate, her breath hitching as she tried to turn her head away. But the silk scarf around her neck kept her in place, forcing her to face him, to face what was coming.
“You’re trembling,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through her. “Is it fear? Or are you just that excited?”
Her throat felt dry, her body caught between the lingering ache of her last orgasms and the sharp, electric fear of what was next. Her wrists tugged uselessly against the leather cuffs, the sound of the restraints creaking filling the silence.
He tilted his head, his smirk deepening as he leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. “I think it’s both,” he said, answering his own question. He trailed a finger down her side, the touch light, almost teasing. “You’re scared, but you’re wet. Your body knows what it wants, even if your mind hasn’t caught up yet.”
He straightened. The toy in his hand was larger, thicker, and her stomach tightened as she stared at it. I can’t, she thought, panic bubbling up inside her. But his voice cut through her thoughts, calm and commanding.
“You can. And you will.”
He stepped closer, the toy in one hand, the other reaching for her thigh. His touch was firm, almost possessive, as he pushed her legs apart further. She whimpered, the sound muffled by the gag in her mouth. Her body was hypersensitive, every brush of his fingers sending shivers through her.
His gaze never left hers as he positioned the toy, the tip pressing against her entrance. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself, but his voice stopped her.
“Look at me,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she found herself unable to look away. His expression was intense, almost predatory, and it sent a jolt of heat through her that she hated herself for feeling.
“Good girl,” he murmured, the praise sending an unexpected thrill through her.
And then he pushed the toy in.
Her back arched, her toes curling as she tried to adjust to the size. It was too much, too much, but he didn’t stop. He pushed it deeper, his hand steady, his eyes never leaving hers.
“You’re taking it so well,” he said, his voice low and approving. “Just relax, doll. Let it happen.”
But how could she relax when every nerve in her body was on fire? The toy filled her, stretching her in ways that made her gasp, her chest heaving. His free hand moved to her clit, his fingers brushing against it lightly, almost teasingly.
“You’re so wet,” he said, his tone almost marveling. “You’re loving this, aren’t you? Even if you won’t admit it.”
She shook her head, no, no, no, but her body betrayed her, responding to his touch with a shiver of pleasure. He chuckled, a dark, knowing sound, and increased the pressure on her clit, his fingers working in small, deliberate circles.
The dual sensations of the toy inside her and his fingers on her clit were overwhelming, and she felt herself teetering on the edge of yet another painful orgasm. But he pulled back, his hand stilling, and she let out a desperate, muffled whine.
“Not yet,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “We’re not done.”
He reached for something else on the table, and her stomach dropped as she saw what it was—a butt plug, sleek and intimidating. Her eyes widened, panic flooding through her as she shook her head vigorously, the gag muffling her protests.
“Relax,” he said, his tone almost soothing now. “I’ll take care of you.”
But his words did little to calm her. She felt the cold press of lubricant against her entrance, her body tensing as he positioned the plug. His other hand moved to her hip, holding her steady as he pushed it in.
Her breath hitched, her entire body stiffening as the plug filled her. It was an unfamiliar sensation, one that made her feel exposed, vulnerable in a way she hadn’t before.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. “You’re doing so well,” he murmured, his voice a low, approving rumble. “So tight. So perfect.”
His words sent a shiver through her, and to her horror, she felt another rush of wetness between her legs. Why does he make me feel like this? she thought, her mind a chaotic mess of fear and arousal.
He straightened again, his gaze sweeping over her bound body with a possessive gleam in his eyes. “You’re mine,” he said, his voice firm, almost reverent. “And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”
He moved to the head of the bed, his fingers brushing over her gag. “You’re going to take me now,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “And you’re going to do it without complaint.”
Her stomach tightened as he untied the gag, pulling it free. Her mouth felt dry, her throat sore, but there was no time to recover before his hand was on the back of her head, guiding her toward him.
“Open,” he commanded, his voice low and firm.
She hesitated, her mind screaming at her to resist, but her body obeyed, her lips parting. His cock was still hard, the tip brushing against her lips as he pushed himself into her mouth.
His grip on her hair tightened as he started to thrust, his movements slow but deliberate. Her eyes watered as she tried to adjust, her throat tightening around him.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. “Take it. All of it.”
His thrusts grew rougher, faster, as he used her mouth for his own pleasure. Her body was still trembling from the toys inside her, the sensations overwhelming as her owners cock filled her throat.
“You’re so good at this,” he growled, his fingers tightening in her hair. “So perfect for me.”
His words sent a jolt of heat through her, and despite herself, she felt her body responding, her arousal building to a final release. The toys inside her pressed against sensitive spots rocked and moved with every thrust in her throat. The orgasm crashed hard and she convulsed with no control over herself. His cock in her mouth sent waves of pleasure through him and it became impossible not to fill her throat with his seed.
After #sexting her #dom and teasing her #master with her #feet in #opaquetights to feed his #footfetish while he drives her, she inserts her love balls to get that #pussy nice and wet
I need this regularly
Destroy my ass!
I know you like it and you want me to pound you don’t you?
I wouldn’t go as far as property, we have respect for each other. However we do believe in traditional gender roles.
Novosibirsk Kids Room Study Space Example of a mid-sized trendy girl vinyl floor, beige floor and vaulted ceiling kids' room design with pink walls
Joint submission and exchanged power play can be one of the most beautiful things and powerful dynamics.
Her waking to serve the cock she’s actually in love with, looking up at his eyes as she massages and worships it how it was always designed to be cared for, meekly licking his ass in reverence.
Him kneeling down in humility to lick, even if it isn’t his favorite, staring at her eyes as she pulls his thick hair to pull him closer.
Two hearts jumping, knowing the exchange will never go stale, and that vanilla love never made them feel so alive, respected, humbled, and cared for. #switchlife
~OffTheWallCouple
I am his world. He worships his queen. @mistycurves www.mistycurves.tumblr.com
Little space Friends
Hello im looking for little friends. I'm very nice and open minded. Here's a little about me. Feel free to DM me 😊
You’re such a pathetic slut, you need to have slut writing all over your body while you edge outside. Because worthless pieces of shit don’t deserve the pleasure of an orgasm
Thank you so much for your ask!!!!!!
(my very first one)
yes i am a worthless whore who never deserves pleasure! good sluts dont cum good sluts edge!!!
Beautiful eyes, cute nose, freckles, nice hair, the right age, and obviously open minded. Yep, she’s a keeper!
