I Want A Dom To Put A Remote Controlled Vibrator Inside Me And Then Make Me Put On My Boxers And Jeans,

I want a dom to put a remote controlled vibrator inside me and then make me put on my boxers and jeans, trapping the vibe two layers deep. They make me sit across from them on the chair, "be a good boy and put your hands on your knees," they say, gently pushing my legs apart and turning on the vibrator so I can feel how intensely it can stimulate my cock. "that's level one." They drag their finger across the screen and the vibrations intensify to the point that my whole body shakes and I start to pathetically moan. "I can smell how wet you are already," they grin, turning it down and lounging on the bed, "I want you to tell me if you're close to cumming." They turn up and down at unexpected intervals, laughing and taunting me as I struggle to maintain my position, as my hips start to buck and my whining gets more desperate. "I'm close," I gasp, "I'm so close." they grin, "fucking filthy slut, you want to cum in your jeans? You want to get your clothes all wet with your cum? You want to make a mess of yourself?" they say with faux pity, "then cum for me."

I want a dom to put a ball gag in my mouth so they can watch me drool and hear my muffled moans as they fuck me. "such a good boy, so desperate for me, aren't you?" they ask and I whimper unintelligible yes, yes, yes. I start to pant and writhe and moan as my orgasm builds. They fuck me harder and faster and kiss my gagged mouth as I clench around them and cum with a pathetic spluttering yell. "good boy," they croon and start to trace the head of my sensitive cock with one finger, continuing to fuck my wet hole even as I shiver and groan at the sensation, "you can tell me when it's too much," they smile, and stay thrusting harder again, their pubes chafing against my cock, "thank you," I attempt to say but they only arch an eyebrow, "did you say harder?" they fuck me deep and hard and my sensitive hole clenches, I let out another whimper, "thank you." They let out a surprised breath, "spank you?" they laugh and land a hard, fast slap against my cock, reveling in the surprised yelp and my hands moving to try to protect my cock. "Nun-uh-uh," they pin my wrists above my head, "I'm the one touching you and you can use your words to tell me what to do."

Adding ":3" to the end of my messages to signify that I've masturbated to the thought of you countless times and want you to rail me like there's no tomorrow

I need to be full so bad, my poor drippy boycunt is aching from nothing being in it </3

anyone volunteer to help??? :3

who wants to have a fucked up thing with me

Reblog if you’re bored and you want anons.