Sadist Dom - Blog Posts

it's kind of bullshit that people will react with horror to me discussing my fantasies/kinks until i clarify I'm the sub in them. like even my therapist was all like "ohhh it's ok to want to hold power so long as it's consensual" and then clearly relaxed when I clarified I wanted to be the sub.

i love you everyone and with rape kinks, those who want to roleplay kidnapping and abusing someone, i love you i love you i love you. this ain't me fishing for a dom/me to be clear---you are VALUED as a person, outside of your sexual fantasies. I care about you and appreciate you, and there is nothing wrong or bad about you!!!!

Imagine this while crowning. That's all I want.

Holding someone down while you overstimulate them… feeling them squirm and writhe, desperately trying to escape your hold… sobbing from the painful overstimulation… knowing they can’t escape you, so they start to beg. Whimpering and whining that it’s too much… only for you to start going even faster to really hear them scream 🖤

When I'm with you suddenly all my pride and self preservation goes away. And I welcome all the bruises and scars. They scare me, but the arousal is stronger.

Another story I shared with my cunt while planning a cabin outing this summer:

So, let's talk summer cabin escape. There's something I've always wanted to do: hunt a cunt. I think it would be oh-so-fun to get us a cabin with some desolate brush nearby. Space where nobody can see or hear us for miles. I'd strip you down, throw you out into the woods, naked, and then give you a headstart. "Run." The only thing you hear from me before I begin counting down.

You'll have nothing. No clothes, no dignity. I'll be prepared.

I've always thought it'd be so hot to arm myself with an airsoft rifle and hunt a dumb cunt like you for sport. I'll give you the headstart and then stalk you down. If I see you, I'll fire. The airsoft bullets will bruise you, absolutely. But I hope they also knock you off your feet as you run. Give me the time to casually close the gap before you pathetically try to scramble away, in vain.

Maybe you'd make it a few feet before I'm on top of you. Then out come the zipties. Arms behind your back, leash around your neck. Trussed up like the piece of meat that you are. Maybe I'll take some time to push you onto your knees and fuck your throat. But eventually I'll end up dragging you back, violently, laughing at your pathetic attempt to escape. Stopping to slap or punch you. Taunting you; that you must have wanted to be caught because only a retarded whore like you would make it so easy.

I get you back inside and drag you down into the basement. "Fucking whore. You think you can get away from me? You think you can say 'no'? You're nothing. You're trash. You're whatever the fuck I want you to be because you're mine."

I pull my cock out and begin pissing on your bruised, roughed up, wilderness-scraped body. You begin to sob, the pain, humiliation and helplessness hitting all at once. "This is the best you're going to be treated this weekend, cunt. I'm going to show you exactly what you're worth."

I laugh at you as I wipe my cock off on you, drop my pants and then shove my ass in your face.

"If you don't want a black fucking eye you'll start licking like my asshole is the sexiest, most important thing in the world. So be a good little asswipe and lick me clean."

I can feel the shaking of your body, letting me know you're sobbing; at the same time I feel your tongue start lapping my asshole. You know better by now than to disobey. It just makes it worse for you.

"Aw, looks like the pathetic little fuckhole loves being toilet paper." I laugh hard, grinding my ass against your face. I look back and see your hand buried in your cunt, hips thrusting down like the fucked up bitch in heat we both know you are.

"Oh, do you want me to fuck you, cunt?"

You moan through my ass, still licking like your life depends on it.

"Jesus christ. You ARE a delusional pig aren't you. There's no fucking way I'm sticking my cock in a whore who reeks of piss and ass." I reach into a bag in the corner of the room and pull out a roll of duct tape and a wireless Hitachi.

"Maybe, after a few hours, I'll come back, spray you down like the animal you are, and if you're desperate enough for it, maybe I'll deign to stick my cock in your disgusting holes."

I grin as I duct tape the wand to your absolutely soaking cunt and turn it on, before ziptieing your legs together, pressing it into you.

"Enjoy, cunt." I turn the wand on to high, turn off the light and shut the door behind me, leaving you writhing, moaning, covered in piss, with the taste of my asshole on your tongue.

And we both know it's only just the beginning.

My sub and I have started doing movie-kink date nights where we pair something horrific and violent with play. Last night we watched Gaspar Noé's Irréversible and then re-created the rape scene.

She was screaming so much I had to shove the dumb cunt's panties in her mouth and duct tape it shut just to keep her quiet while I pinned her down and split her ass open.

A perfect night of CCNC (cinema and consensual non-consent).

I like to write my whore stories to keep her in the right headspace. I wrote her one today that I think you worthless cunts would all enjoy, so I've decided to share.

TWs: rape, cutting, misogyny, CNC, piss play, intox

You wake up, groggy, sore all over; the feeling of cold tile under your bare ass stirs you to alertness. Panic sets in as you realize both of your arms are restrained, behind your back, and your head locked into place. Around your neck is a thick steel collar, tethered to the wall by a very short chain. You're still not quite sure where you are, but you can guess. In the darkness you turn your attention to your body to keep from giving into fear.

Your cunt and asshole ache and you're acutely aware of the cum that's leaking out of your holes. And yet you can't remember a thing. Your head is pounding. The last thing you remember... weren't we on a date? It was a nice restaurant and I was being so nice to you. You should have known.

As you sit there on the cold tile, chained to the wall, contemplating your abuse, you hear me approach.

You wince as the beam of a flashlight blinds your eyes and you hear me laugh. Of course I wouldn't turn on the lights. I want you in the dark, terrified.

"Oh, I see you've come to, whore." I laugh. "Feeling sore? I couldn't help myself when your disgusting little fuckholes were right there on display. And oh, don't worry, I waited until after we'd left the restaurant to rape you. I could tell the drugs were kicking in towards the end of the meal, so I settled up, dragged you into the alley next to the place, and fucked your holes like a cheap whore. I wanted you on your knees, next to the trash, in a puddle of piss, sucking my cock. And in your fucked up state? You were more than eager to do it."

You wince as you feel my hand brush across your face. You can barely move, there's nowhere to run. Your eyes catch a glint of light and you begin to panic. Is that a fucking knife?

I see the look on your face and chuckle. "Oh, right. The knife. Yeah, I can see why you might be scared." I start to run the tip of the blade across your skin, down your body, towards your cunt.

"But this isn't a time for fear, it's a celebration. See, today I've decided it's time to take our dynamic to the next level."

I very gently run the tip of the knife against your clit and then push against it, ever so slightly.

"You've enjoyed so much autonomy in this relationship, but we both know what you truly want: to be owned. To be broken. To be reduced to nothing more than a brainless piece of fuckmeat with no worries, stresses, or fears. Just the warm, comforting embrace of Sir's love and cruelty. No thoughts. No decisions. Just an empty head and filled holes. So today we begin that journey."

You scream as a blinding hot feeling of pain rushes over you. I've started cutting the knife into your pelvis.

"Now I know this hurts, but if you're going to be property, you need to be properly labeled."

You're bawling as I drag the knife across your skin. It's in deeper than I've ever cut you before.

"Y'know, some Doms prefer branding. I just find it so impersonal. You're not cattle! I mean, you're subhuman, yes, but I think my property deserves a special touch."

You're sobbing uncontrollably now, but you breathe a sigh of relief as the acute pain subsides. You see the flashlight shining down, right above your cunt and you see the blood, pooling around my crudely cut initials.

"That should scar up nice and good. And now nobody will question who you belong to."

You hear me unzip my pants and a new fear sets in. You feel the searing pain as a stream of piss hits your open wound.

"Time to clean you up."

I laugh, the cruellest laugh you've ever heard from me, as I piss directly into your open wound. You sputter and gasp as I move from your cunt to your face, drowning you in my acrid piss.

"Welcome to your new life, whore. Get comfy, you'll be here awhile."

I wipe my cock off on your face and then click off the flashlight. The last thing you hear is the door closing behind me as you're plunged into darkness.

I do that regularly with my sub. Can you believe what a complicit, wanton, desperate little whore she is begging for all of that filth? Even going so far as to beg and plead for my piss? Fucking disgusting.

Now I may have been torturing her with a shock collar, kicks to her cunt and repeated punches to her tits and face, but what does that have anything to do with it?

cw: cnc, threats, pain, knife play, gaslighting (this is pretty nasty ehhhh, remember that it is legitimately all consensual, just cnc)

cnc where the dom won't do anything sexual to you until you beg them to. so technically you're consenting each time. you begged them to grope you. you begged them to push their cock down your throat. surely that's consensual, right?

okay... mayyybe they threatened and/or hurt you until you begged. maybe they said "beg me to grope you" and slapped you repeatedly until you did. maybe they held up a knife and told you to beg for either that or their cock in your mouth. what's wrong with a little encouragement?

Another morning text I sent to my whore, figured it was fun enough to share with you all:

Today's a mental sadism kind of day, and I can't help but think about dumbification. You take such pride in your intelligence. You're smart and hard-working, and that, rightfully, gives you a sense of fulfillment.

So I want to take all of that away. Get you drunk. Get you high. Choke you to the edge of consciousness again and again until thinking is just too hard.

I'm thinking about slow behavioural changes. Make you drop capitalization and punctuation in your texts. Use even more emoji, because writing in full sentences is for people with brains.

Make you listen to brainwash / hypnosis audio files all about becoming a dumb bimbo slut for me and my cock. I don't quite know the efficacy of hypnosis, but surely repeat exposure to the same words and commands must have some prolonged effect on the brain. Oh, but there I go using big words again, I'm sorry cunt. I'll keep it to easier language for you.

And of course there's the in-person training. Force you to get drunk, maybe cross-faded with weed. I want your brain to be foggy and to make it hard to think about anything other than being a whore. I'll police your words... if you say anything remotely intelligent, I'll shock you or otherwise hurt you until you find a much dumber way of phrasing your statement.

I want to affix a vibrator to your cunt or bind you and force you onto a fucking machine so your pathetic little cunt is always being stimulated. Then, in between worshipping my cock, I'll make you repeat what a dumb, retarded little cocksleeve you are. Again, and again, and again. Make the words really sink in and then reward you with my cock in your pathetic mouth before repeating the process.

By the time I finally push my cock into your soaking wet cunt, you'll be lying on the floor, braindead, unable to think of anything but what a set of holes you are. No worries, no stress, no thoughts... just happy to be a stupid little cocksleeve for a superior man who can do all the thinking for you.

And if all that fails, we can always just lobotomize you.

I send her the most romantic texts.

Quite a fun game. Who's open to letting a self-acknowledged sadist hold your info?

Anyone want to play a Dice Blackmail Game

You will roll once for each section and then complete the required step based on your roll, sending the photos and information to your Blackmailer. Then you may move on to the next roll.

Roll number 1: Easy info

1: The country you live in

2: You last name

3: The county you live in

4: Your first name

5: The first name of someone in your family

6: All of the above 

Roll number 2: Easy Pictures

1: Full body shot, no face, just wearing underwear

2: Full nude frontal, no face

3: Fully clothed picture with face

4: Full body picture, underwear around your ankles, no face

5: Closeup shot of your face

6: All of the above 

Roll number 3: Moderate info

1: The name of the last person you had sex with

2: The number of times you masturbate a week

3: Your 🏠 number

4: Your 📱 number

5: One sexual fantasy in at least 20 words

6: All of the above 

Roll number 4: Moderate pictures

1: Closeup of your ass

2: Fully body nude photo, no face

3: Fully body nude photo, full face

4: Closeup of your genitals 

5: Full nude body shot from behind

6: Full frontal full face shot 

Roll number 5: Hard info

1: Your first name

2: Your last name

3: Your street name

4: Your number

5: Your full name, first and last

6: All of the above 

Roll number 6: Hard pictures

1: Three full face nudes

2: A nude full body photo of you with face

3: A nude photo kneeling down, full face

4: A closeup of a dildo in your ass

5: A fully body shot with face, holding a sign of your choice

6: Go back and complete every single photograph from the easy, moderate and hard 🎲 rolls 

Roll number 7: Extreme info

1: Your full name, first and last

2: Your full address

3: Your email address

4: Your facebook information

5: The first and last name of one male and one female friend and their email addresses

6: All of the above 

Roll number 8: Extreme photos

1: A nude full face photo from a public park

2: Five full face nude photos

3: Every single nude photo of yourself you currently have on.

4: A nude full face photo with your full name written on your chest in big black letters

5: A nude full photo face photo showing your ID with nothing censored.

6: All of the above 

Roll number 9: Length of Blackmail time. This roll will determine the length of time the dominant will blackmail you for. If you complete all of the tasks given during this time, then the dominant must delete all pictures and info he has of you.

1: 1 day

2: 3 days

3: 1 week

4: 2 weeks

5: 1 month

6: Bad luck, as long as the dominant wants 

If you wish to complete this 🎲 dare, message pm to me your Blackmailer saying ‘I consent to this 🎲 dare’. Once you start rolling, your only two options are to 👀 the dare through to the end or to let the dominant expose whatever information he/she have gathered on you up to that point.

I really want to try...

Something I've not been able to do with my exes that I'd really like to try at some point is to really let loose. Neither one were really masochists or appreciated pain, just some of the minor stinging, I'd really love to tie tight, push positions that steadily test the sub, and most of all, REALLY let loose with a flog or a riding crop, push the skin into the purple range.

There's very little that's as satisfying as tying breasts to the point they start to swell and discolor. Even better if you find the rare masochist who'll wear it under their clothes for their normal job. Even best if you find the one who, after that day, still accepts the riding crop.

Is it bad I just want someone to control everything about me?

How often I eat and what I eat, what I wear, when I can touch myself, make me please you how you want me to, literally anything and everything.

I don’t want to decide anything, just you and only you choosing everything for me. Making me and my life how you want it.

I want someone obsessed with me, wanting to keep me to themselves forever <3

Ugh one day hopefully 🤭

Overthinkers have the wettest pussies

You stop a serial overthinker by pressing on their cervix until their mind goes blank..

These girls are often anxiety riddled, so they need the physical shock of their cervix being beaten to reset their brains.. turn them in stupid little drooling messes..

If this isn't an option immediately then you have to use any means to make their little pussy miserable.. so much they can't focus because its throbbing like a little heart beat.. staying so wet..

There is no time to worry about everything that could go wrong when that pussy is desperate to be filled..

pretty girls with a voice kink are so obedient

i don’t even need to touch them, just speak, and they’ll ruin their cutesie panties on command