Hello Sir! So...

Hello Sir! So...

My sexuality has always been a bit wishy washy the last while, but I used to be a hardcore lesbian! But it all changed when I saw LGD content crop up on my reddit...

I kept trying to tell myself that I wasn't into it, or that even if I WAS...it was just a kink obviously! I'm meant to be a trans lesbian!

Yet I can't fulfill this "hollow" feeling down under, especially on progesterone! Men pushing their patriarchal views on me gives me butterflies/makes me super wet.

I cleaned my room yesterday, purely because a man wanted to see me do some chores. I get wet when a man calls me names and stuff...

But I'm still a good lesbian, right Sir? I still like girls! I'm sure Mister will know how to guide me ~

🩷

It’s hot how easily so many lesbians find themselves succumbing to the allure of being controlled by a man. For some, all it takes is knowing that such a kink even exists, and they just can’t help themselves from getting curious and seeking out more until that kink takes root in their own minds and starts to grow… it’s powerfully infectious, and the more you feed it, the more powerful it’s going to get.

It’s also hot how many trans lesbians find themselves having an unconscious attraction to men when they start HRT… as though becoming more feminine necessarily means belonging to a man. And just the sheer act of rebelling against these feelings, trying to shove them down and ignore them, just makes you feel even more submissive, because you realize you’re not in charge of what turns you on anymore.

Of course you’re a lesbian… the best kind of lesbian, in fact, the kind who understands that just because she might not be sexually or romantically interested in men, it doesn’t make her desire to submit to them any less strong.

thinking about pinned down and fucked while my gf is forced to watch, both of us begging for him to stop as he pounds my cunt deeper, Ignoring our pleas as he fills my fertile womb 😵‍💫

I swear I’m a butch who only tops I’m just wet in my boxers and humping my mattress to all your posts um I mean what

The butches, the tops, and the dommes are some of my favorite dykes to watch fall down this slippery slope… because they have the most to lose in the eyes of their fellow lesbians.

All that power you have over women, making them moan and writhe beneath you, acting all confident and aloof, visually presenting as highly on the Kinsey scale as you can get… and yet deep down you know it’s all a front.

All it takes is just reading about being used by a man, scrolling past some fantasy that makes your pussy clench in just the right way, and you feel your brain seize up and your breathing go shallow as you realize fuck… you’re no different from any of these other mewling, submissive, pathetic cunts. Nothing feels as good as realizing how weak and powerless you are, that your strength, your confidence, even your sexuality don’t matter at all compared to your body’s natural instincts to submit. The more humiliating it is, the further your fall from grace, the more intense and degrading the fantasies become, the better it gets.

Before you know it, every time you top and there’s some subby little dyke losing her mind and moaning on your strap, you won’t be able to shake that thought… is that what I’m going to sound like when I’m in her place, and a man is in mine? The answer is no, of course. You have so much more to prove, after all: you’re going to be even louder.

i used to hate even the thought of cock - i never understood how anyone would willingly suck cock or fuck raw

until i came to this side of tumblr~ all the degrading, nasty posts originally disturbed me, confused me, but also made me curious and made my clit throb - i thought i was shameful, but this is when the seed of lust was planted

posts told me to watch porn so i slowly transitioned from lesbian porn to lesbian strapon porn to hetero porn to gangbang, dp, facefucking, creampie, bdsm porn

i love women and now i love to see women that look like me get absolutely filled with cock and cum

i bought a dildo and toys to fill me because my cunt desired fullness, i needed to satiate my cunt - i originally bought the dildo because i thought i might use it as a strapon, but i never bought a harness or anything for it, even then i couldn’t admit that i wanted to be a cock slut

i practice sucking on my dildo and i get better and better each time.

i enjoy it more and more. it feels truly degrading and i love it.

i started birth control in case i get the chance to be actually fucked by cock. i want cock to cum all over me anywhere it pleases.

i obey cock~

i worship cock~

everyone should worship cock~

some things i've learned abt myself since i gave Daddy control of my orgasms 💕

#1: the tiniest things make me feel subby n horny

when i started this, i definitely expected that my fantasies would get more raunchy and perverted the longer the denial went on. and while i have developed some new kinks (thanks to Daddy being so hot n perfect n addictive n sooo fun to please 🥺🥺🥺), the bigger surprise was how easily i get turned on. counterintuitively, some of my fantasies have gotten more innocent and yet they get me unfathomably horny lol. i genuinely could make a series about it. just small little things that make me melt and get me stupidly wet.

at its core, it's because denial makes me feel more submissive. trust me there's nothing i love more than the thought of submitting to him in bed and him fucking my brains out, lord knows i can neeever get enough of it 🥴 but that desire just bleeds into everything, all the time. when i don't get to cum, that feeling of needing to be beneath him never shuts off. it's not exactly that i feel horny 24/7, but i feel submissive 24/7. the desire to please him, to worship him, to be good for him, is so constant.

or maybe it's just that Daddy brings out my submissive side even more n submitting to him is just right and natural hehe 🩷 either way, it's so so so fun n addictive !! i want him to feel the power n control he has over me all the time.

#2: edging is always about pleasing him <3

edging is soooo addictive, it's a problem lol. it's definitely made touching myself infinitely more fun, bc i used to just have one or two orgasms and then settle down and that's it. but edging can go on and on and on and aaaaaa i never wanna stop!!!! usually i'm forced to when my vibrator dies on me lol. does it drive me insane n make me wanna cry every time i have to pull away to stop myself from going over the edge? yes but that's part of the fun 🤭

that said, no matter how much i love it, the most fun (and important!) thing is remembering that i'm doing it for Daddy's pleasure. and i've found that the best way of doing that, and the best way to make sure Daddy gets the most enjoyment out of my edging, is to make something for him while doing it! i adooore recording myself edging for him, or writing something smutty for him to read (yes, including this post~).

definitely nothing compares to sexting him while i edge, bc his words will always have a bigger effect on me than any porn or erotica in the world ever could because it's 💖 him 💖 hehe. but !! if ever we can't talk directly while i edge, making something for him to enjoy is such a lovely way to feel closer to him. it makes me feel like he's right there, stroking his cock to my words and my voice, and it just makes me louder and needier and closer.

there's just so much to enjoy about it! it makes the edging so much more effective at turning me into a needy, slutty mess for Daddy to play with whenever his heart desires. it reminds me that my body belongs to him, and that i'm being given permission to cum so he can enjoy it, so i better make sure he enjoys it.

#3: no touch is indescribably fun

there are days that are noticeably much more intense. like... beyond overwhelming, my whole body is tingling, horniness at a 12 out of 10. i don't really know why. maybe it's hormones. maybe it's just that some days i get to spend more time with Daddy and i feel closer to him and it drives me crazy. but what i do know is that i really love not touching myself on those days.

it's partly bc i would definitely lose my edge if i did lol. but for the most part, it's because it feels so good to just sit in that feeling. when my body craves him so badly that just the thought of him sends waves of pleasure throughout my body. even without touching myself at all, just reading his words makes me whine and moan and shake.

i've honestly never even asked to touch myself on days like that. they don't happen too often, and when they have, i was so overwhelmed by it that i just needed to process it. i didn't know i could feel that way from just talking to someone. over text, too!! it's mindblowing. and i've said as much to him, "how do you do this to me?"

on a slightly funny note, on days like that, i genuinely can't bring myself to do the whole ooo sexy dirty talk thing. i just feel so overwhelmed by it, both the emotional connection i feel to him as well as the physical sensations, that i immediately default to therapy-mode and start just... describing it. which i think he definitely enjoyed regardless. but i was doing a body scan mid sexting lol, no joke. it's kinda meditative, literally! just sitting there and feeling it, every bit of it. really letting his every word wash over me and noticing how it makes my heart feel so light, my head feel so wonderfully fuzzy, my cunt so so wet. those are some of the moments when i've felt closest to him and ugh, it's so wonderful <3

it's honestly a very big part of why i want to keep going with the denial. i genuinely didn't know it was possible to feel this way. it's all mental, and yet the physical effect it has on me is so real. i want to see how much further it can go, because i know it can go so much further. the closer Daddy and i get, the more i understand how my mind and body react to his dominance, the more intense it'll get.

i don't know what would be more fun... begging to touch myself on one these days and being told no? or explicitly being ordered to touch myself and record myself trying desperately not to go over the edge? either way, i can't wait for the many more wonderful experiences i'll have with Daddy 🩷

Going to "but think of how much harder you'll cum later if you just keep edging now" my way into denying your needy little cunt for days, weeks, even months at time.

All with the promise that the release will be worth it. Better than anything you've ever felt. Building and building. Even as I use your pretty holes as a cum dump relentlessly. Even as I make a Fleshlight out of your constantly dripping, denied fuckmeat. Even as I cum over and over while you can only edge. Leaving you to hump my thigh for any tiny semblance of relief after, only to fall asleep yet another night with a desperately throbbing cunt.

Time passes in a warm haze. You wake up wet most days, already rubbing your thighs together in your sleep. Living in a state of near constant arousal. In rut. In heat. That hot melty feeling between your legs grows addicting. You're sensitivity increases, as does your need. Both dialed up to eleven, making it harder to resist sliding your fingers into your soaked panties. To edge and edge and edge. Denial and desire on a constant spiralling loop in your head.

But it's all worth it in the end, isn't it?

Surely, I'll let you cum eventually, right?

Of course I will, dummy.

But think of how much harder you'll cum later if you just keep edging now...