Noa, Baby, I Cant Stop Thinking About How Whiny Rafe Would Be After Edging Him For A Few Hours. The Tensed

noa, baby, i can’t stop thinking about how whiny rafe would be after edging him for a few hours. the tensed jaw as his eyes rolling into the back of his head, fighting desperately not to lose his load asdfghjklasfk i need him

holy fucking shit i think i just died sav. like imagine his hands forcefully gripping the sheets while he begs, “can I p-please cum, mommy?” and looks at you with pleading eyes. his cock is painfully hard and dripping in precum while you have been jerking him off for hours now. his lips are swollen from biting it hard in an attempt to control himself and the room is filled with the sounds of his whines and pleads. and god, when he finally has permission to cum it is the best sensation he has ever experienced, his sperm shooting uncontrollably all over himself. he has never looked this beautiful before— his hair a mess, cum all over his sweaty body and his eyes barely open as he breaths heavily <3

Submissives with oral fixations are so adorable always needing to suck on your fingers or cock, the thought of doing so turns them on so much. they love having their mouth full and will readily get on their knees in order to to satisfy you.

Overstim with love

Kinktober # 2

18+ only, MDNI

Summary: Good subs let their mistresses touch no matter how much it hurts.

Disclaimer: bondage, sub!rafe, overstim

You sink down on Rafe’s hard cock, watching his face twist with pleasure. "You feel so good inside of me," you tell him and he looks up at you with admiration.

"You feel so good on me, too," he whispers and you bend down to kiss him. Mid-kiss you decide to challenge him a little and clench your vagina intentionally. His hip bucks up immediately.

You smirk, test failed.

"I've said you’re not allowed to move, babe," you remind him.

"I know," he whines, "I'm sorry."

You grab your paddle that is next to you. Without a warning, you start hitting him on his chest and stomach. "Lay still and take it," you order when he flinches at a hit against his nipple. It's all pain and pleasure now, as you are still sitting on his cock.

You stop when the skin on his torso is red and he is panting as if he just came back from a run.

"Don’t do it again," you order.

"I won't," he pants, desperately trying to catch his breath and to keep his hips still at the same time.

"Do you like being in my pussy?" You ask innocently, rocking up and down a couple of times.

"I do," he says, his voice almost whiny already. "I like it so much."

"Mh, I bet," you tease, letting your fingers slide over the red patches on his torso, leaving white trails behind, making Rafe hiss.

"You know that being in me is a privilege, don’t you?" You ask, rocking up and down again.

"I know, Mistress," he gasps, his whole body tense with the xxx of not moving his hips. You grab your magic wand and hold it against your clit - and with that, also against his groin.

"Oh fuck!" He shouts when the toy first starts vibrating. His upper body jerking.

"You wouldn’t want to lose this privilege by misbehaving, would you?" You ask strictly, as he does not stop thrashing around.

"No, mistress," he whines, "But it's too much."

"Oh," you say mockingly, "It's too much? Well... that's too bad, isn’t it?"

You get off his dick, making him whine again, for different reasons this time.

"Maybe you can see this as an incentive," you say, as you sink down onto his thigh. You watch his face as you start to rub your clit over his thigh. He throws his head back in frustration.

His cock lies throbbing against his stomach, hard and red, all veins popping, telling you that he is not far from coming.

You rub your clit over his thigh until you cum, not paying him much attention until you're done.

Before you come down from your orgasm entirely, you get up and let his cock glide into your wet and pulsating pussy again.

He almost shouts with pleasure. "Thank you, Mistress," he pants.

"That's your second chance, alright?" You tell him. "Can you feel that I just came?" He whimpers. "Can you feel how wet I am?"

He whimpers again. "Yes, Mistress," he says, his voice hoarse.

"Are you so hard in me?" You continue your dirty talk.

"Mhhh," is everything Rafe can utter as a response.

"I can feel you deep inside of me," you tease him, rocking your hips again, "You're so hard, aren’t you?" You brush your fingers over his hard nipples, making his body jerk.

"I am, Mistress, I am," he whimpers.

You edge him with your pussy. Every time you feel him getting too close, you get off of him. Sitting back on his thighs, you caress his skin, touching him everywhere, making it harder for him to calm down at the same time. When he's calmed down a bit, you decide to sit back on his cock.

Edging him like that, is nothing but beautiful. It is such an intimate way of edging. The noises he makes, the whines and the whimpers, his loud breathing...

He almost manages to stay good. In the second to last cycle, you start playing with his nipples again, rolling them between your fingers. He can’t help but buck up his hips into you.

"No," he begs immediately, even before you get off of him, "No, fuck, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

You sit down on his thighs and let him catch his breath. "I always only give two chances, Rafe."

"I knoooow," he whines, trying to hide his face against his arm.

Again, you rub his hands over his body, his wonderful fit body that makes you go feral as soon as you look at it. "Look at you all hot and bothered," you purr, "Not able to control yourself."

He puffs out a breath, clearly embarrassed. He likes to pride himself with being able to take anything you throw at him. He really likes to please you. You will make sure to tab into his praise kink a little more even if you have to punish him.

"Touch yourself," you order. He looks at you, a little confused. "Go on."

He does, hesitantly at first, but the more you encourage him, the more determined he gets. He closes his eyes when he gets close to orgasm. "Eyes on me," you demand, "Keep them open." He obeys immediately. "Good boy," you praise him and touch his nipples again, which is what caused him to lose control before. His mouth falls open but he keeps looking at you just like you told him.

"May I come?" He asks carefully, obviously not trusting his luck.

"You may," you answer and he comes immediately, shooting big streaks of cum over his stomach.

"Keep going," you tell him when he slows down, a wicked smile on your face.

"No," he whimpers, his voice wrecked, but he tries to keep stroking even though his dick gets more sensitive by the second.

"Come on," you encourage him, nudging his hand.

"Ah, fuck, Y/N," he whines, his hips trying to get away from his own hand.

"Okay, let go," you order and quickly replace his hand with yours.

He whines again, as he obviously knows what you are up to. He lets out a high pitched cry when you start to stroke him, your fist determined around his cock, your movements fast. You don't stimulate the entirety of his cock, but remain close to the head, almost pulsating your hand.

He thrashes around so much that you nearly fall off.

"Keep those hips still," you warn him and smack his hips for that.

"Sorry," he whimpers. "Sorry." And even though he really wants you to stop, he tries hard to keep his body still.

In general, he whimpers a lot but lets you do it, let's you torment his cock and his body.

Once he tries to push away your hand but you grab his wrist, holding it down against his chest and continue what you're doing.

"Good subs let their mistresses touch no matter how much it hurts," you tell him as you still go on. He whimpers. It seems as if enduring your treatment get more difficult again, as his whole body trembles with the effort to not push you off.

"Good boy," you praise him, "Twenty more seconds."

He throws his head back at that, his free hand clenching the sheets. Twenty seconds in bondage could feel like a life time. To get out the most of the scene, you let go of his wrist, flatten your hand and begin to rub it over the tip of his cock.

He screams.

"Breathe, Rafe," you remind him, struggling to stay on top of his thighs as his hips jerk left and right. "You're almost done, come on."

To draw this to a delicious end, you slide back on his thighs and wrap your lips around his dick, licking it first before sucking the head into your mouth. This may just end him.

You pull your head back and let go of his cock with a pop. You kiss it before you let go of it entirely. "There you go," you say softly, "All done." You kiss his stomach, and leave a trail of kisses up his torso until your face hovers over his.

"Look at you," you praise him, brushing your fingers through his sweaty hair. "Such a good boy. Taking your punishment so well." You kiss his cheek even though you want to kiss him properly but he is still so out of breath and clearly needs time to catch it. So you lay down on top of him and caress his skin with your fingers and your lips, telling him how good he is, how good he is for you, how good he is making you feel.

"You did so good," you praise him all over again, and cuddle up next to him.

"Those were the most challenging twenty seconds in my entire life," he pants, still riding the high of the scene.

You laugh. "In your entire your life?" You repeat.

He chuckles as well. "Yeah, probably," he confirms even though you both know that it wasn't true.

"Maybe we have to do it more often then?" You say sweetly, caressing the skin of his stomach. "Practice a little."

"No," he nearly cries out, his panting picking up speed again. "Please, don't."

You laugh a little louder. "Okay, sh, you're good," you talk him down again. You let your fingers travel around his body. You literally can't stop touching him whenever he is near you. His body is perfect and you love seeing it react to your touch. "You're so beautiful," you whisper and kiss his shoulder.

"You keep saying that and it makes me feel so girly," he mumbles, his breath almost back to normal now, his body sweaty but at least not trembling anymore. He turns onto his side and mirrors your position, letting his hands run over your skin as well.

"But 'beautiful' just fits you, you know?" You say. "You're so perfect." Handsome or hot simply doesn't cut it although both terms would be absolutely correct. "I'm just sooo attracted to you," you say and this time when you lean forward you kiss his lips. He kisses back so tenderly that your heart warms at the feeling. "I'll stop saying it, though... if you don't like it," you whisper against his lips.

He just shakes his head and flops back onto his back. "Fuck, I'm so done," he groans.

"So, you're not up for a round two?" You ask teasingly. His head snaps around to look at you, genuine shock on his face. "Just a joke!" You laugh. "Oh my god, your face!"

He chuckles as well, burying his face in his arm. "Jeez, Y/N," he says, "Do you actually want me dead?"

"Nope," you say, freeing his face from his arm so that you can kiss him again. "I prefer you alive. What do you think about a shower, though?"

"Um..." He snuggles up closer to you and lets his index finger travel down your front, from you lips down your chin over your throat and chest. He kisses you lightly. Then he shakes his head. "No."

"No shower?" You ask.

Playfully, he shakes his head again and drabes his arm over you so that you couldn't get up if you wanted to. "No, never again."

You chuckle and kiss him against his temple. "I love you like this," you murmur against his skin, "All fucked out and soft... playful."

His fingers gently brush over your arms. "I love you like this as well."

"I love you, period."

I decided a little too late that I would do kinktober for rafe cameron. because I was so late, I will only have the time to do 15 days instead of 31. this means I will post on every even date, starting on October 02. I haven't written proper smut in so long, so I hope at least a few of you will enjoy it.

disclaimer: this is kinktober so all of these posts will contain smut and therefore be 18+. Minors, do not interact!!!

Master List

Kinktober # 1: Strap-On Fun

Kinktober # 2: Overstim with love

Kinktober # 3: Crops and Hands

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Strap On Fun

Kinktober 2023 # 1

There he is. Rafe Cameron tied up, right in front of you. Fully naked. All yours to play with. You still cannot believe how lucky you are that this beautiful man not only turned out to love subbing but also turned out to be your sub.

Disclaimer: bondage, sub!rafe, strapon sex, praise kink

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There he is. Rafe Cameron tied up, right in front of you. Fully naked. All yours to play with. You still cannot believe how lucky you are that this beautiful man not only turned out to love subbing but also turned out to be your sub.

You tied his wrists together, attached the restraints to the headboard of your bed and pulled his hips as far down the bed as possible, so that now, he is spread out on your bed, arms bound, no where to go.

You let your hands run over his outstretched arms, feeling up his muscles, feeling them tense under your hands. You watch his face, completely relaxed, anticipating what you have in store for him, his eyes watching your every move in return. Your fingers travel down his biceps, his triceps, over his arm pits which makes him wiggle for a second.

He laughs.

“I should tickle you some time,” you tease him with a smirk, “And you’d just have to take it.”

“Evil,” he replies and the way he says it, you know it is a compliment.

You grab his chin and kiss him. You kiss him tenderly at first, lovingly, nibbing at his lips, letting your tongue explore his mouth. He responds easily, kisses you back. Your kisses become rougher after a while and he knows that he just has to take whatever you offer to him, so he lets you do to his mouth whatever you want. “Beautiful,” you whisper against your lips once you are done with him. That he was, with his lips wet and swollen now, still staring up at you, expectant. Beautiful.

You let your hands explore his body again. You explore his face, his throat, his shoulders, his chest, his nipples. You stop there. He is so responsive. His nipples for sure are more sensitive than normal. You love playing with them. You roll them between your fingers, you let your nails scratch over them, you kiss them, you lick them, you suck them. Each of your touches drag a sound of pleasure out of him, each of your touches go straight to his dick. If it wasn’t so hot, it would be ridiculous. “I love how sensitive your nipples are,” you tell him because he deserves to know how much that turns you on.

Once you have wound him up enough by simply playing with his chest, you let your hands travel further down. Over his chest, over his muscles, down his sides, towards his stomach. By the time you reach his legs, he is trembling and his dick is fully hard and ready to play with. You choose to ignore it a little while longer though. You let your hands run up and down his inner thighs, alternating between the soft touch of the tips of your fingers and the rough touch of your nails. He moans loudly.

“Look at how turned on you are and I haven’t even touched your dick,” you praise him.

“I’m excited for what’s to come,” he replies.

That makes you laugh. “You don’t even know yet!”

“Doesn’t matter,” he says. He was literally born to sub to you. So far, there was not one thing you did to him that he did not like – and you are a domme that pushes hard.

“Alright,” you say softly and suck on his inner thigh, making sure to leave a mark so that he had a little keepsake from today’s session.

He moans loudly.

You get up to get lube, two different plugs, your strap on and a dildo of your choice. With a soft smile that he can’t see, you attach the dildo to the harness.

Then you turn back to him and continue to work him up by kissing down his torso. You take your sweet time, making sure he gets hot all over and relaxes completely.

You guide his legs up so that you get a better access to his ass. “There you go,” you whisper softly, slicking up your fingers with lube and without another warning you suck down his dick and circle his entrance with your finger. He gasps. You are just starting.

You tease his dick with your tongue, your lips and your whole mouth while you’re pressing down on his hole, working first one, then another finger inside of him. He opens up easily, the result of having his ass played with on a regular basis. When he is ready for it, you lubricate the smaller plug and push it in in one go. His whole body trembles when the thickest part glides inside. “Ugh,” he groans, his face twisted in discomfort for a short moment.

You choose not to comment on it but continue playing with his dick, riling him up further. Stroking him with a slow but steady rhythm, your fist closed enough to apply firm pressure, you bring him to edge of an orgasm before you stop. He knew that he wouldn’t be allowed to cum just yet but he still puffs out a short, clearly disappointed gasp when you pull your hand away.

You grab the second plug which is bigger than the first one, it is not thicker by much but it is longer for sure. You hold it in front of his mouth. “Stick your tongue out,” you order and he does complies. You rub the plug along his tongue, carefully pushing it inside his mouth. “Suck it,” you order next and he complies again, closing his lips around it, sucking the toy that will soon be in his ass.

“Good boy,” you praise him. He smiles at you, his eyes a little dreamy already.

“Pull your legs up,” you tell him next, “Knees to your chest.” He does and you use one arm to push his legs further onto his torso, exposing his ass.

What. A. Sight.

He moans when you pull out the small plug. You quickly replace it with two of your fingers. It turns you on to feel the difference to before. You finger him for a little while, bending your fingers to find his prostate. He moans again. Much louder this time. “That’s it, huh?” You ask, working your fingers inside of him, again and again, rubbing against his prostate.

“Yeah,” he whimpers.

“Am I good to you then? Am I making you feel good?” You ask teasingly.

“So good, mistress,” he drawls. You let him have a couple of moments of this before you decide, it’s time to change that.

You pull out your fingers and drizzle more lube on his hole – such a trivial thing but yet so intimate and sexy. He hisses at the coldness of it. Then you start to push in the bigger plug. It takes a little while longer to work in than the first one but he still takes it ease.

“That’s a long one,” he pants when it enters him completely.

“It is,” you agree but it also makes you smirk because you know what you have in store for him and that would be a lot bigger.

You keep your arm at the back of his thighs, pressing them down against his chest. Without much force, you hit his ass with your open hand a couple of times – not necessarily to inflict a great amount of pain, but to make him feel the plug that is nestled deep inside of him. Even though he is used to more severe spankings, he hisses at each hit. It makes you smirk.

You let go of him and his feet come back down to the mattress.

You step inside the harness of your strapon and then move to kneel over his face. His eyes lighten up immediately when he notices what is about to come. “I will sit on your face and I want you to make me cum with your mouth, understood?” You ask and he nods, eagerly eyeing your pussy already.

You fasten the strapon as he gets started and you cannot believe how good he is at this. He flicks his tongue in just the right way, sticks it inside of you just how you like it and drags it over your clit at exactly the right time. You wish you could say that you trained him like this but this was all him. He is really good at learning what a new partner likes.

You bend forward, using his legs for support and let yourself have this.

“So good,” you praise him. “So, so good.” You thrust your hips a little and he immediately sticks his tongue out so that you can slide your pussy over it in the rhythm you desire.

It does not take you long to cum even though you could spend hours doing this. He licks you through your orgasm and sucks in your clit when you are nearly coming down, drawing out your orgasm like this. Your legs are shaking with it and you love it.

You swing around so that you can actually see his face and start kissing him as a reward. You are both panting with exhaustion and you can taste yourself on his lips and it is just so incredibly hot you really want to do it again. “Such a good boy,” you praise him when you pull back, looking at his face with awe. “Making me cum so hard.”

He smiles up at you. “Thank you for letting me eat you out,” he tells you.

“Your turn now,” you tell him and wiggle your hips with a sweet smile, the strapon soundly attached to it now. His eyes widen when they fall on the dildo.

“This is huge,” he says incredulously.

“It’s not,” you disagree. “It’s big and the biggest I ever made you take but there are bigger ones out there.”

He swallows.

“How about you put that mouth to good use again?” You push your hips forward so that the tip of the dildo is not far from his lips. “Get it all wet and get a good feeling for it before I fuck you with it.”

He swallows again and looks up at you for a second but then decides to just do what he’s told to do. He opens his mouth and just like with the plug before, he just goes for it, licks it, sucks it in a way that would make every man cum deep down his throat.

“Good boy,” you praise again and let your finger run through his hair. You scratch his skull a little and pull his hair gently, just like he likes it. Immediately, he moans around the dildo. “So predictable,” you tease him but keep doing it.

When you pull out the plug and replace it once again with your fingers, he tilts his hips so that you can enter him more easily and you just know that he is ready to be fucked properly – no matter how unsure he is about the size of the dildo.

You kneel between his thighs before you push his knees up again, once again holding his legs against his chest. Then you drizzle a generous amount of lube on both his hole and the toy and bring the tip of the strapon to his entrance. He hisses as you begin to push in. You go slowly but determinedly, stroking his cock while stretching him open inch by inch. “It is so big,” he whimpers when about two thirds are in – which is probably the size you normally peg him with.

“It is,” you agree again, “And still, you will take it all the way and I will make you feel good.”

He nods and takes in a big breath, breathing through the stretch.

“You’re taking it so good,” you praise him, “So, so good.” You let your fingers pulsate around the head of his cock which is something that always makes him moan. Just as this time.

It takes a while until you are in all the way but you manage to keep him hard the entire time which is a win because it makes everything so much more exciting. Even though you love to inflict pain you love to provide pleasure even more.

“There you go, all the way in now,” you say and you keep your hips really still for a while to let him get used to the feeling. Stroking his dick steadily with one hand, you take your other to let it run over the back of his thighs and his ass. You notice that the more he gets used to the strapon the harder his dick gets and the more frequent get his little gasps of pleasure. You knew he would love it.

You bend forward which makes him cry out as the strapon shifts inside of him but you keep bending forward until you can kiss him. He kisses back immediately. “Good boy,” you say against his lips, kiss him once more before you mouth down his jawline to his neck, finding sweet spot after sweet spot and using it to work him up.

When his dick is fully hard and throbbing and Rafe is whimpering and on the edge of cuming before you even had the chance to fuck him properly, you pull back so that you are hovering over him.

Slowly, you start moving your hips. His back archs immediately. “Do you remember,” you say softly, thrusting your hips gently, stroking his hips in rhythm, “When I first put my finger up your ass, I promised you I'd fuck you with a dildo as big as your cock.” He moans obsenely and you are not sure whether it is from your filthy mouth or your strapon or your hand or everthing all at once. “Here we go. This strapon is just as big as your own cock.” Your thrusts get less gentle now. “How does it feel?”

“It’s big, mistress,” he rasps, but immediately after his lips fall open with pleasure.

“But am I making you feel good?” You keep asking.

“Yes, you are, mistress,” he replies and you love how he only addresses you as ‘mistress’ when he is really worked up and in the right headspace.

You continue to thrust into him, slow and steady. “I’m not even sure whether you deserve to feel this good.” He whines and you continue to talk to him. “How many girls did you fuck in the ass without stretching them properly before?” He whines again and deepen your thrusts. “Did you just make them take it? Maybe I should have done that with you, huh? Just make you take it.” His cock is throbbing against your fingers now. “Do you think you deserve to come from this dick? Or will it teach you more of a lesson if I just wind you up, edge you and then leave you there, all stretched open and hard but not allowed to come?” You take your second hand to massage his balls and press against his prostate from the outside at the same time.

He cries out at a particular hard thrust at just the right angle. “No,” he begs, “Please don’t do that. Please, let me cum.”

You let your fingers pulsate around the head of his cock again, making him arch is back again. “That’s it,” you praise him, “Arch that back for me. Show me, how much you want to be fucked.”

You slide the strapon in and out of him in a nice steady rhythm now. Both of you are panting heavily, both enjoying it so much. You can feel his orgasm build up just as much as he can feel it himself. There is a layer of sweat on his skin, his breathing is ragged and his voice is all husky when he asks, “May I please cum, mistress? Please?” and he sounds so fucked up that you almost want to let him cum right now.

“Not yet,” you answer firmly and bend forward again to take your free hand against his throat, grabbing it tightly, fucking him harder and deeper at the new angle. "I'm still not sure whether you actually deserve to cum," you tease him.

He whines loudly.

"Do you think you deserve it?"

"Yes, mistress," he chokes out, arching into your movements, pressing his ass down on your strapon.

"Why?"

He nearly starts crying. "Because," he pants, "I did everything you wanted me to."

You nod. "That is true," you tell him and squeeze his dick a little harder.

He cries out with each thrust. “Please, mistress, please let me cum.” You squeeze his dick to hold him on the edge.

“Let yourself enjoy this a little while longer.”

“Please,” he continues to beg, “Please, let me cum, please, please, please.”

After a couple of thrusts more, you realize that you really can’t keep him from cumming any longer, so you decide to let him.

“You may,” you just say and he immediately cums with a shout. He cums and cums, shooting hot streaks of cum all over your bodies. You fuck him through it, your strap deep in his ass, your fingers firmly around his dick.

When he comes down from his orgasm, his body goes completely still, only jerking every now and then. "Such a good, good boy," you murmur softly against his lips and give him gentle kiss that he does not have the energy to return. You continue to praise him as you pull out the strapon, step out of the harness and get some wipes to wipe his cum off of both of you. He doesn't do much but lay there, a small smile on his lips.

Something about calling a boy “pretty” or a “good boy” and him getting overwhelmed with excitement makes me happy.