I Always Wondered What Got Me Into Bdsm? I Figured That Was For Two Reasons.

i always wondered what got me into bdsm? i figured that was for two reasons.

1. i wanted to not be in control. i constantly ache to let go and without having to worry about consequences.

2. i liked the concept of pain and pleasure mixed together. it brought me alive.

right now, i really want to let go and not think. i need that

You whisper some words of praises and degradation as you work the ropes around my body until my face is pressed against the pillow, my ass in the air and my arms tied to my legs. All my holes are on complete display for you to appreciate and use.

"As expected of a slut. Already dripping down your thighs," you say as you press a finger against my wet pussy.

"Let's see how much of a mess you would have made once I am done with you tonight. What do you say, princess? Shall we begin?" you ask.

I eagerly nod against the pillow. "Yes, sir. I am ready for whatever you have to give me."

You hum a response and turn to the table where you have everything arranged in an orderly manner. I cannot see what you pick because of my position, but I know you LOVE tormenting me.

I feel the tresses of my favourite flogger caressing my lower back. You run it from my upper back to the curve of my ass and then back again creating goosebumps on my skin. I hear the whip of air before I feel several strikes of the flogger on my ass, my back and upper thigh.

The delicious sting of the flogger, makes me moan and whimper. You walk towards my face to caress my hair. You shove the handle of the flogger into my mouth.

"Keep it in. Make it fall from your filthy little mouth and you'll be punished. Understood?" you say gruffly.

You go back to the table and pick up the cane. I know it is a cane when you nudge my swollen clit with its tip. I moan around the flogger.

You strike my ass with the cane until you are satisfied with the shade of red that it leaves behind. I bite down on the flogger with every stroke of the cane. So hard that my jaw hurts.

You rub your hand on my ass, soothing the sting from the cane. Just when I think you are about to put the cane aside, I hear the crack of the air before the cane hits my wet and swollen clit.

The surprise of the pain and the sudden rush of pleasure courses through my veins, make me cry out loud, tears running down my face.

"Tsk. Tsk. Baby, you had one job to do, but you chose to disobey and moan like a whore that you are.."

That is when I realise that I let the flogger fall from my mouth. Fuck. Now, I'll be punished.

I just wanted to be someone's new year fucktoy

i need to de-stress.. help me

♡ asks ♡

 Do you have freckles? 

 Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it? 

What was the last song you listened to? 

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side? 

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 

Do you prefer drawing or writing? 

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with? 

What’s your favorite band/artist? 

When is your birthday? 

How tall are you? 

What color are your eyes? 

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now? 

Fears? 

What’s your favorite color? 

What’s your favorite season? 

Want any tattoos? What of? 

Want any piercings? Where? 

Who is the last person you texted? 

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends? 

What/who do you miss? 

How was your day today? 

How much sleep did you get last night? 

Do you believe in aliens? 

When was the last time you cried? Why? 

What’s your favorite decade? 

What are some seemingly childish things you like? 

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? 

How are you, really? 

Does it take you a long time to make decisions? 

What are you looking forward to in the near future? 

What are you looking forward to in the distant future? 

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? 

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? 

What’s your favorite flower? 

Do you currently have a squish? 

Do you like your middle name? 

Do you prefer dogs or cats? 

Do you have any phobias? 

Do you stay up late?

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy? 

What’s your favorite cartoon? 

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs

Do you have siblings? How many? 

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to? 

Is there anyone you would die for? 

What do you need when you’re sad? 

Have you memorized your phone number? 

Who’s someone you can trust with your life? 

What does your last text say? 

Wild Card. Any question, ask away. 

pillow fights that end up with you pining my wrists above my head and leaving hickies all over my body while you fuck deep into me, staring into each others eyes

Confession time...

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