D0m/sub - Tumblr Posts

coming out the bathroom with a new set of lingerie to show it off to my Dom. ones they see me they quickly shower me with compliments, calling me a “cute little thing” and “pretty whore for me”. as i get flustered with their flattery they mention how they have something that would “make it better”. they take out a collar that perfectly matches the lingerie. the tag adoring in bold letters “my toy”. i squirm with excitement upon seeing it connected to a leash.

“kneel down sweetheart, ill make you even more cute ones im done with you.”

make me go drunk and stupid by getting fucked. make me babble on my words as i try to speak. make me go weak and limp when changing positions. make my moans become incoherent sounds. just want my mind to become a mess. i want to become a dumb slut.

pussy slapping that gives very little stimulation for a needy slut is a good punishment

keep touching me. grab my tits. squeeze my thighs. slip your hand under my panties. i wanna know im irresistible for someone. i want to know im desired and worth going crazy over. i just want to feel someone’s obsession over me…

sorry yall. my type of Dom is an understanding and gentle type who comforts you in your lowest and wants to see you succeed while achieving new goals for your well being.

kinda wanna try temperature play. maybe be bound and blindfolded as i feel the burning sensation of wax on my stomach. the slide of cold ice traveling around my skin. maybe feel the ashes of the cigarette they were smoking falling on my body before they dig it into my skin to put it out.

thinking about getting hit with a riding crop whenever i misbehave and get humiliated because i like getting punished.

i need big strong hands on me. i just wanna feel protected and powerless in the hands of a dom. be their precious love but also their little fuck toy they can use.

now that we are in spooky season im going to dedicate all my posts this month to my masked men obsession and monster fucking.

oh i hope a 6ft tall masked serial killer that has been stalking me for weeks doesnt follow me home…

i hope that a big masked serial killer doesnt break into my house late at night…

i hope a strong masked serial killer doesnt push their cock inside me while im asleep and gently starts thrusting until they cant hold themselves back and goes harder…

i hope that when i wake up this oh so dangerous and scary masked serial killer doesnt threatens me with their knife on my neck to stay still and keep my mouth shut so they can cum deep inside me…

oh i hope—

getting carved the word “mine” on my body with their knife

want to be played with. be used and controlled while scared for my life. theaten to not make it difficult because it will hurt more. then told im being too easy because i want it. gaslight me into thinking i deserve to be a toy. all my worth is to become their plaything. i want to feel like my life is in danger in their hands.

are some of you cool with cuddling and then little by little feeling your sub’s hips moving against you to feel just the tiniest of friction to get off?

no? ok nvm…

need someone to finger fuck me badly and edge me or overstimulate me or something ong

i dont care if its silly. i dont care if you look ridiculous. i dont care if you look like a rejected slipknot member. youre gonna put on the mask, break into the house while im sleeping, and fuck me like an animal desperate to have your cum filling my holes as you have a knife against my body. so, are we fucking or not? 🤨

sitting on the floor neatly. knees tucked under me as my hands are placed on my lap. just kneeling at their feet as they stroke their cock right in front of me.

jerking off gently while they sit on the couch. all hard and wet, the sight of it making my pussy leak. a bead of precum will spill out gently, making me wish i couldve tasted it. catch it with my tongue before i take the whole thing into my mouth. but i stay still as im told. watching intently.

theyll spit into their hand to lube themselves more, the sound of it being so dirty it makes me shiver before they begin a quicker pace.

their moans become more lewd as it starts to feel so good for them. showing me the way their breath hitches, they way they whimper at a particular way they touched themselves, seeing the way they gently move their hips into the fist of their hand. giving me the show of the lifetime.

is entrancing. intoxicating. addictive to a pleasure i cant even participate. making me feel bound and desperate. greedy to satisfy a kind of hunger.

i wish so badly i could be the one giving them their pleasure. to take my piece and eat it too. yet i remain still. because despite my lack of action, just being there on my knees like a good pet is enough pleasure for them.

i woke up and started feeling so desperately horny. i just started touching my clit, rubbing my wet pussy and fingering myself stupid. i wish i had someone to eat me out… :(

bending over while im wearing an oversized shirt that reaches half my thighs so they can peek if im wearing panties or not anytime they want.

Get em so strung out and hopped up they don't even notice you carving your name into their back when your done screwing em

Keep thrashing and I'll tear your clothes to fucking shreds and you can walk home naked when I'm done with you