18+ !!! minors and ageless accs dni he/him, gay, trans, arospec, k1nky, puppysub (a bit of a switch tho)
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I want my cunt broken like black and blue, pulsing for weeks broken. I want to grind my bare pussy into your boot as I beg to have it kicked. Once I’ve begged enough I want to be pushed by my neck so my back is against the floor, knees far apart and for your knee to slam against my cunt. I want you to stand up and tell me if I close my legs I’ll regret it as you start kicking your hard toe boot to crush into my clit. As I writhe and moan I want you to spit degradation at me, tell me you’re going to make me a pliant little pain slut by the time you’re done, spreading myself wider to happily accept your abuse. I want you to stomp on my cunt with the sole of your boot and tell me you’re going to ruin my cunt inside and out. Once you’ve kicked and stomped on me until you’re bored, shove 2 fingers into me and punch them in and out of me, your thumb slamming into my bruised clit with each brutal push of your arm, tell me to enjoy it now because we’re going to watch you punch my cervix with your whole fist soon. When my legs inevitably close from your assault, tear your hand from me and force my legs back open, and laugh as you slap your hand down on my already beaten pussy and tell me you told me I’d regret that. I want my legs shaking, but open as you take your belt off, folding it in half and tapping it against my clit. I want you to smile and tell me to count, if I lose count or close my legs, we start from 1.
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overstimulation is good for you, really
it builds endurance. sharpens focus. teaches obedience under pressure you want to be better, don’t you ? more trained. more useful this is how you get there
pushing through the aftershocks shaking and soaked and oversensitive but spreading your legs wider because i told you to. because you’re not done just because you came
you’ll cry you’ll beg you’ll say you can’t and i’ll say you can and you will
you needn't take a break. you need to stop whining you need to take it you need to be good
and if your thighs twitch and your brain goes fuzzy and your voice breaks every time you try to speak that just means it’s working
overstimulation is character-building you should thank me, really i’m helping you grow, one orgasm at a time
pinky promise
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so desperately need someone to tell me to lay on my back and hold my legs spread as wide as possible and over my head. No restraints just telling me not to move. All while they slap and pinch and torture my clit over and over and over again. If I move so much as an inch they hurt it more. Then when im all nice and sensitive and my their poor clit is all swollen and sore they take a vibe and hold it directly on my clit until my brain melts and im crying. All while staying good for them and holding myself exposed. And they keep that cycle going for hours. Switching between torturing my clit and overstimulating me.
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she’s already shaking, already soaked, already so fucked-out she can barely hold herself up
but that doesn’t matter. not when she still has more to give
fingers deep inside her, curling slow, then fast, then slow again
cruel, deliberate, unrelenting
she gasps, claws at the sheets, and then she breaks, hips jerking as she cums with a strangled cry
again
i don't give her time to breathe. my mouth replaces my fingers, tongue dragging over her clit, lips sucking, teeth grazing just enough to make her jolt
she’s sensitive. too sensitive. her whole body bucks, but i hold her down, tasting her desperation, swallowing every shudder
again
her pleas are incoherent now. just slurred words and gasps between cries
“no- please- wait- i can’t- ”
but her body tells a different story. it knows what to do. it clenches, it pulses, it grinds against my face like it’s begging for more
so i give her more
again
i flip her over, shove her knees apart, cock sliding in deep. she’s already twitching, overstimulated, ruined
but i fuck her like she isn’t. like she didn’t already cum half a dozen times. like she was made for this. like that cunt exists to be broken open
again
she cums mid-sentence, voice cracking on a moan. tears streaming down her face, drool slick on her lips. her body gives in before her mind can catch up
and then i bring out the toy
press it to her swollen clit and she screams. thrashes. sobs. begs me to stop. but she’s still so pretty when she breaks
and i’m not done
again
and again
until her thighs won’t stop twitching
until her voice is gone
until her body gives out beneath me
and even then, even then, i don’t stop
she’ll cum her brains out for me
over and over and over
until she forgets who she is
and remembers only this :
mine
mine
mine
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~Pussy torture/edging/overstim~
Clamping her clit with a clamp while using a wand vibrator on top of it, gradually increasing the speed of it, keeping her right on the edge of cumming and not letting her. "No sweetie, you don't get to cum without mommy's premission. Remember who your pussy belongs to baby." I'd say cranking it up to the highest setting, only leaving it on there for a few seconds before removing both the wand and the clamp making her squirm, not sure if she should be happy that the painful pleasure is gone, or beg for it to come back. Then using a suction vibrator on her already overstimulated clit continuing to tease and edge it for another half hour before removing it again. Picking up her cum with my fingers and forcing her to suck them clean, then grazing her hypersensitive cunt with my knuckles, the slightest touch making her tremble then I'd give her clit a sharp slap. Sticking my fingers inside her and curling them until I find her g-spot and rubbing it, edging her from the inside. "Yes baby that's it, take it.. take mommy's fingers, you'll get to cum soon enough..." *Then finally, vibrating her clit as I rub her g-spot forcing her to cum and squirt all over my fucking fingers and forearm.
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i take my time with her
no rush. no harsh grip. just warm hands and quiet praise, slow kisses that melt into skin, fingers moving in rhythm with her breath. she’s already wet when i touch her, already trembling, already looking at me like i’ve got her soul wrapped around my wrist
and i do
my fingers slip between her thighs, brushing her clit just barely, just enough to make her gasp. i don’t go faster. don’t go deeper. i want her on the edge, aching, sensitive, needing. i want to watch her unravel without ever pushing her over
so i tease
slow circles. then lighter. then a pause, long enough to make her whine and shift beneath me. her hips try to chase the friction. her hands reach for something, anything. but i don’t let her have it. not yet. instead, i lean down and kiss her, slow and deep, until she’s moaning into my mouth and her thighs are clenching around my wrist.
every time she gets close, i ease off
she begs so sweetly like this. voice soft, cracked open, just barely holding together. please. don’t stop. please, i’m so close. and still, i keep her there. trembling. gasping. teetering on that tight edge of release that never comes.
my other hand strokes her chest, her throat, her cheek. i keep whispering to her. telling her how perfect she is like this. how good she feels. how beautiful her desperation looks pressed into every line of her face. and she moans at every word, like the sound alone could tip her over
but i don’t let her fall
not yet
i edge her again. and again. and again. until she’s soaked, swollen, eyes glassy with need. until her whole body trembles at the thought of being touched. until her voice is gone and all that’s left are soft, broken sounds and the rise and fall of her chest under my hand
when i finally let her cum, it’s slow. drawn out. shaking
she cries
not from pain. not from anything rough
just from the unbearable sweetness of ruined this gently
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Can we pleeeease talk about the power of a nice, long, well-placed "shhhh..."??
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Weeping as you clench your thighs in desperate hope, only to be teased & denied once again? "Shhhh..."
Babbling out of your mind after your fifth orgasm? "Shhhh..."
Making excuses in daddy's lap right before he lays you over his knee? "Shhhh..."
The only voice you hear after hours of screaming for someone, anyone as you are nude and chained to the ceiling in the dark? "Shhh..."
The last moments before the light fades from your eyes, blood pooling beneath onto your killer's clothes while they hold you close? ”Shhh..."
It's just so versatile! 🥴🥵
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wanting to be spanked is very naughty and I deserve to be properly punished for it
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how i love seeing my pretty pup showing off for me in their ears and tail! such a cute pup, wagging their tail while they’re sat at my feet. so obedient as they look up at me with eyes full of anticipation and admiration. how can such a strong pup be whittled down to such a submissive little plaything for me?
as i guide them to the bed, stripped of anything they could hide in, i give a playful spank on their left cheek - just a taste of what’s in store for them tonight.
back arched and legs spread, the pup is in the perfect position for me to observe how their body reacts. with a gloved hand, i run a finger all over their most sensitive areas. the most feather light of touches being dragged across them, a cruel tease that keeps them on edge. with the other hand i’ll fondle with their cheeks, so plump and soft.
still running a finger down their spine, a firm smack right across their asscheek sends an echoing noice to their ears and shivers across their body. a moan escapes their lips, soon followed by a pathetic “thank you, ma’am” like the good pup they are.
the switch between teasing touches and harsh hits continues until they’re leaving a puddle of drool into the pillows. exactly how i want them. without them even realising, i’ve slipped the dildo into my strap-on and i’m already lubing it up when they so desperately ask why i’ve stopped. “stopped? we’re just starting darling”. a confused “hm?” swiftly followed by an angelic moan as i slide straight in.
the noises escaping their mouth with every thrust is like music to my ears: a sweet, high pitched “ah” that only gets louder the rougher i rock my hips. we continue with this rhythm, at the perfect angle to hit that sweet spot inside them every time. maybe i’ll even pull at their hair every now and then just to hear them scream out for me.
i soon can tell they’re getting close, i know their body and their reactions so well by now, but i’m not done with them just yet. i quickly slip the dildo out of my strap but still thrusting into them, guiding it in and out with my hands. i keep the same rhythm as i was fucking them with for a short while, so they don’t suspect anything has changed. they’re too far gone into puppy space by now anyways.
then when they least expect it, i speed up the thrusts, barely pulling out before pushing back in, constantly hitting their sweet spot, over and over and over. the pace showing no signs of stopping. their moans get louder and more frequent and i can tell how tightly their hole has gotten around my cock; never slowing until they’re cumming all over my sheets, so tense around such a big dick!
such a slutty pup!
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normalize giving spankings as a reward instead of a punishment
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we need an appreciation day for sadists ✨ it must be such a harddd job to hurt people all day long 😔 their hands must get so tired ! such a difficult position <3 my blog is a safe space for all sadists to complain about how hard they hit… 🥰
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sometimes the day is just too stressful, so my little one needs time to unwind, vent, and relax. so they sit patiently while i fetch their puppy ears and collar; once around their neck, i notice their eyes have gone glossy and dazed. i open my arms, and they crawl into their place. after all, their owner's arms are where they belong.
while i pet my puppy's hair, they start nipping at my skin—they're only a pup after all. i let them until their nips turned into bites, leaving teeth marks and bruises on my skin. even after being told to behave, they couldn't control their own strength. it seems that someone needs to be taught how to behave properly.
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bent over my lap, unable to see what i do to them, gagged with a muzzle to prevent further biting — keeping them in the dark about the punishment that awaits them.
for every bite mark and bruise that they have left equals to how many spanks they will receive but oh? the dumb puppy doesn't know how many they left? what a shame. maybe the silly mutt should have listened to my warnings.
hit after hit, their whines muffled by their muzzle, which is now covered in puppy drool. all that is going through their melted brain is the anticipation of the next impact until a heavy weight leans over them and they hear a soft, firm and familiar voice in their ear says, "is my puppy going to behave now?" they nod in accord, their eyes wet and dazed.
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thinking about a dom casually calling their sub a good boy and seeing a flicker of doubt on their face… asking them sternly if they’ve done anything to be bad recently, broken any rules? and when their sub denies it- and of course, their dom can tell they’re not lying- they soften a bit, and ask why they don’t think they’ve been good. their sub can’t really say- it’s just a sourceless feeling of guilt and that’s tricky to articulate, but being called good made them feel ashamed, like they didn’t deserve it.
their dom asks if punishing them might help them feel better, since of course, it will continue until they take it like a good boy, as it does when they’ve been bad. their sub agrees, relieved not to have to take praise or rewards that feel unearned. the dom encourages them to climb over their lap, and strokes their hair, reminding them this isn’t really a punishment and they haven’t done anything wrong, this is all to make them feel better.
they warm their sub up with a hand spanking first, not wanting to push too far too fast. they’ve sensed they could use a good, cathartic cry, and they need to get them there slowly, not make them tense up and fight the pain and the tears. once they’ve taken a good few blows on the bare, and their skin is turning a pretty shade of pink, their dom picks up the paddle.
usually, their sub has to count blows from the paddle, thank their dom and ask for more. but this isn’t a punishment. so their dom asks them for something else: to repeat that they’re a good boy with every stroke. their sub is reluctant at first- they still don’t feel like a good boy, but their dom reminds them they don’t get to decide whether they’ve been good or not, that’s all up to the dom. and their dom would never let them get away with being a bad boy, would they? they’d punish them immediately, just like this. so they must be a good boy, if their dom says so.
still, it takes a few strikes for their sub to say anything at all, and when the words first come, they’re muffled, mumbled. but their dom reminds them they won’t be finishing until they’re satisfied that their sub knows they’re a good boy, and have convinced their dom they believe it, too. whispers become stammered words become tearful cries as the paddling gets too much, breaks down their resistance.
once they’ve said it enough times that their dom is satisfied, they cast the paddle aside and pull their sub into their arms. their sub is almost inconsolable by now, still repeating the words through sobs and hiccups, “I’m a good boy,” while their dom pets their hair and shushes them and agrees, tells them over and over what a good boy they are.
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Thinking about being head to the floor, ass up with a mouse trap on my clit that’s attached to my toes with string whilst you beat my cheeks black and blue with a bath brush. Every time I move so much the mouse trap comes off I get a punishing kick to my cunt before you put the mouse trap back and start beating me again
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I really wanna play a fun game where I edge you for let's say 4 hours straight. You win if you don't beg to cum or for it to end, if you do you lose. Now if you win I'm gonna spend the rest of the week overstimulating you by making you cum as many times as possible. If you lose I'm gonna spend as many hours as possible edging you till you forget your name and can't function properly because you are too horny. Now I know what you're thinking 4 hours isn't very long, I know I completely agree. Don't worry, to make it more challenging we are gonna make it as intense as possible I promise. I'll use the stronger toys for this one to bring you to an edge faster and more often. This way that short time of 4 hours will feel like double the time.
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Hear me out- clit biting.
Just pulling back her hood and gently wrapping your teeth around it, then slowly sinking your teeth in harder and harder.
Pulling away and letting your teeth scrape against her clit as her hips chase your mouth so it doesn’t hurt so much.
Doing multiple quick, hard bites to the very tip.
Continuing those bites down to the base and back up again.
Sink your teeth in hard at the base and pull and just stay like that for a bit. Making sure you hold her hips down so the pressure and distance stays the same. And the more she squirms the harder you bite and pull.
Her begging for you to just leave her poor clit alone.
No baby, I am not done playing with your little clit.
Now stop whining and sit still before I just bite it off altogether.
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fuckk im so horny fuckkk
need someone to stuff my cunt and slap my clit so i can cum and squirt like a bitch, and you just keep going, ignoring how overstimulated i am, prolonging my orgasm...
make me cum so much i go limp and you fuck me and fill me again anyway
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