mistervixxen

[mistervixxen]

idea:

escape room date but your partner is the one who set up the escape room for you to escape. they locked vibrators or thrusting cocks (dildos) in you. you have to solve their puzzle and riddles and possibly do humiliating things to earn the keys to unlock yourself. too bad you might get in a daze too much from the stimulation and that might make it harder to think properly. clock is ticking you dont want to be locked like this forever right? try to escape.

[mistervixxen]

Being forced to bounce back and forth between a cock in my throat and a strap in my ass might just be enough to shut my brain off

[mistervixxen]

not brat breaking. not brat taming. brat fostering.

brat fostering the ‘people pleaser who received inconsistently extreme reactions throughout their childhood’ sub.

i am going to encourage you so so much. i’ll give you preknown options to brat that have zero chances of actually annoying me. i’m going to coax out the quip stuck in your throat. i’m going to pavlov you into an arrogant little bitch who stands up for themself.

like yes baby i’m going to tell you exactly when i’m mad so you don’t need to walk on egg shells. mhm i’m going to list exactly what you did wrong. nope, you will not wait days for a punishment, i know you’d worry yourself into a spiral, no bitch of mine is going to worry they’re going to be blindsided at any moment, only some of the moments. i promise i won’t twist your words and will always give you a chance to explain or, preferably, back talk. you never need to apologize after i’ve dealt with you.

i’m going to give you the consistency you never had. slut.

[mistervixxen]

Nothing quite like having someone explain in detail a fantasy they have about you including kinks you kinda gave them because they’re so eager to please you and know you’d enjoy hearing about it

[mistervixxen]

Do y'all play DnD before or after the kinky S&M orgy? I always thought it was foreplay but apparently it's also aftercare for some people???

[mistervixxen]

begging and pleading to be thrown over someone’s lap and finger fucked into oblivion

[mistervixxen]

"This person has a secret onlyfans!" "This artist does NSFW commissions!" "This author writes porn on the side!" I cannot begin to tell you how swag and awesome that is.

[mistervixxen]

it’s not actually about making me feel good

you want to touch. maybe it’s the texture of my chest hair, the give of my thighs when you squeeze. there’s anatomy you need to study, there’s questions you have

but you’re an academic. this isn’t sexual. you aren’t touching me like that. you run your finger tips against my cunt and wince when they come back wet.

“gross,” you say. that makes me gush more. “stop being weird,” you chastise as you shove two fingers inside me just to feel what it’s like. maybe you don’t like that either, so you leave me empty. i’ve been told not to move, so no matter how badly i ache, i don’t close my legs or buck my hips or anything.

if i’m really misbehaving, i’ll give you a whine and you can shush me.

you wipe your fingers clean and go back to poking at my lips and hips and ass. and when you’ve concluded your investigation for the evening, you look at me expectingly.

“thank you for touching me,” my voice is like sandpaper. i’m shaking. this is the touch you’ve decided i deserve

[mistervixxen]

ftm sub intox, bondage, and bd/sm story

💉⛓️🖤⛓️💉

It was probably a mistake to do all the coke on you and hit your dab pen until you choked in the bathroom of a rehab, but considering it was probably the last chance you’d get in a while, could anyone blame you if you swung for the fences?

Your friend insisted you come here. Supposedly this place is trying some kind of new experimental treatment with a high success rate. But right now, you’re just bored. They sat you in some kind of padded chair, like a dentist chair, but with straps all along your limbs and torso, and said someone would be with you soon. It had probably only been around 10 minutes, but with the weed it feels like forever. And when the coke starts to kick in, you start to get restless. You pull at the cuffs, which the team that walked you in said were “just a precaution due to the potential volatility of the treatment.” Sure. You’re too high to care.

Finally, a nurse comes in and explains your treatment plan to you: “We know withdrawal can be the hardest part of rehabilitation for patients. Our facility is designed to keep you in a state of sexual satisfaction for that first few days, to make the transition easier.”

Oh fuck yes. Days of sexual pleasure? You’re already hard by the time they rig up a vibrator so it hits your cock just right. Pumped full of chemicals as you are, it feels amazing, and you can’t resist letting out a moan.

Just when you start to settle in, they catch sight of your red-rimmed eyes, pupils blown out. “Are you high right now?”

You’re too fucked up and horny to come up with a good lie.

“You are, aren’t you? You know, we can’t help you if you don’t help yourself.” The nurse turns off the vibrator, and you whine instinctually. They start to move to the foot of the bed. “I can’t believe this. Normally we save this for our particularly resistant patients, but I have a feeling you’re going to be a problem.”

They flip through your chart. “Mainly speed and coke, it looks like. Hm.” They pick up a syringe. “Dextroamphetamine. I’m sure you’re familiar.”

You try to pull away, but the cuffs hold. They plunge the syringe deep into a vein on your forearm. It’s nothing like snorting it - you feel the effects almost instantly. Your heart, already fast from the coke, kicks into overdrive. You feel your cock twitch.

You try to protest, but the nurse quickly cuts you off. “Can’t have any of that, can we?” They shove a ball gag between your teeth so hard it bruises your lip and tighten the strap until it pulls at the corners of your mouth. Next, they begin to methodically, almost surgically, install metal clamps across your body. “It’s kind of a Pavlovian thing,” they say, ignoring your muffled whimpers. “If we can get you to associate the high of your drug of choice with pain and denial, you won’t be able to use again without thinking about the pain. That’s the theory, anyway.” They finish the line of clamps on the inside of your thighs and start along the lips of your cunt. You whimper through the gag. With all the drugs in your body, every sense is magnified and turned in on itself, pain turning into something near pleasure.

They run their index finger over the lines of clamps and you can’t stop a muffled scream from escaping you. The nurse just laughs and puts a clamp on each of your nipples. Before you can adjust to that new torment, they put a third clamp on your cock, sending sparks of sensation radiating out. It’s too much. You shriek and thrash, which only makes the pain worse. Looking down, you realize a chain goes from each of your nipples to the clip on your cock.

“Such a cute little dick,” the nurse says, running a finger over the clamp. You can just barely feel it. “One clamp covers the whole thing!”

Finally, the nurse takes out the vibrator contraption from before, but this time, they just barely let it touch the top of the metal on your dick. The tiny buzz is maddening, beating in an irregular pattern. You thrust towards it, trying to get just a little more stimulation, and the chains on your nipples jerk painfully. You let out a whine. You’re not even sure if it’s from arousal or pain.

“See, this is exactly why you’re a fucking junkie. No self-control at all.”

You flush deep red, but the drugs have you so horny you can’t stop yourself from proving them right, thrusting again and again.

“You seem to be enjoying this too much for the treatment to be effective…Well, that just means we get to keep you until it is!” The nurse gives your straps another once-over, pulling the one on your neck just a little too tight. “I’ll be back in a few hours to re-dose you and change up the pain stimuli a little bit. How do you feel about electricity?”

You squirm, tears pricking the corner of your eyes.

“What? Isn’t this basically what you do for fun anyway? You wanted to be high during your treatment, here you go.” They lean in close, voice barely above a whisper. “I love when we get cokeheads. You’re not just going to pass out on me and avoid the whole thing. I bet we can keep you up for days.”

They leave and close the door behind them. Over the clink of metal and the hum of the vibrator, you can just barely hear a lock click.

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your son is a pleasure to have on his knees for me

[mistervixxen]

pain toys just really never know when to quit, do they 🙄

you know youve done a good job when the masochist texts you that "it still hurts :(" after the drive home

[mistervixxen]

Lately I've been thinking about kink dynamics where the power exchange isn't quite so clear cut, and instead of having a clear Dom and sub it's a little more complicated. So here's a long fucking post about that.

Like maybe a dynamic between a pretty, denied thing who's only duty is to edge themselves stupid daily until their brain is mush and the denial and an adorable overstim slut made to fuck themselves into oblivion, constantly raw and sore from overuse. Both help the other stay on task, giving each other lots of encouragement and using each other's bodies to accomplish their goals. Maybe they trade roles every once in awhile, or maybe they just enjoy each other's misery.

Or two locked chastity slaves, each holding the other's key and only unlocking each other at specific agreed upon increments. Maybe it's the same day, and they can fuck to their heart's content after agonizing teasing. Maybe unlock dates are opposites, and they use a strap to get off, or even cuck each other to get that long sought after release. Maybe they unlock at the same time but both get locked up again after one of them cums.

Or two sadomasochists, one who gets their fix from firm, scheduled regular maintenance spankings, the other who is punished and spanked at random times for specific bad behavior. Maybe the maintenance spankings are administered for longer and longer until they become almost unbearable, and in retaliation several new arbitrary rules are made to ensure that punishment spankings are so common that both constantly have bruised asses. Or maybe instead of retaliation it's a race to see who can leave prettier marks with their selection of nasty toys.

Or two enthusiastic subby service tops, one who prides themself on giving gentle, relaxing head, the other who loves giving naughty, toll-curling rimjobs. Maybe they satisfy their urges by taking turns on each other, getting off together until their heads spin. Maybe they find a pillow princess to appreciate together, performing their preferred services and blissfully enjoying their bundle of pleasure.

Or two rope bunnies who are so into being tied up they use each other for practice, doing harnesses and suspensions and experimental knots on each other to their heart's content. Maybe they dress each other in complicated harnesses, tied under their clothes in an unspoken symbol of their dynamic. Maybe they're both proficient at self bondage, and take turns being the rope master for each scene, with one doing a complicated tie on the other, plus a self-tie to enjoy their own helplessness. Maybe they tie themselves to each other, relishing the prolonged forced intimacy.

Or two CNC focused switches who find every opportunity to violate each other. One free use somno toy, who asks to be woken up and used whenever convenient and one primal prey animal, who wants to be tracked down and forcibly overpowered as often as possible. Maybe the one is just stronger than the other and takes advantage whenever they get the chance, while their weaker partner has to plot and scheme and outsmart the other into sexual predicaments. Maybe they hook each other up with remote controlled toys, with their free use of each other constant and overwhelming.

Or two whores for humiliation who love to corrupt each other into increasingly depraved kinks. Maybe they have different goals for each other, each degrading their partner in the most satisfying ways they can imagine until both are so far gone they can't help but enjoy it. Maybe they take turns pushing opposite kinks on each other, maybe pushed into cucking, while the other learns to love to be ravished and double teamed in front of their partner. Or one learns the pleasure of being a free use pet receiving whenever they're told, while the other a horny toy constantly giving head to their partner.

[mistervixxen]

you know youve done a good job when the masochist texts you that "it still hurts :(" after the drive home

[mistervixxen]

Personal pornstar who sends whatever you tell her because she loves the validation and the feeling of having a purpose

[mistervixxen]

“[kink] is bad because [thing the kink is based on] is bad” is such a funny take. we’re acting. you hate theater. you’re standing up in the audience and mansplaining to lady macbeth that killing people is wrong

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“[kink] is bad because [thing the kink is based on] is bad” is such a funny take. we’re acting. you hate theater. you’re standing up in the audience and mansplaining to lady macbeth that killing people is wrong

[mistervixxen]

not to gross u out but i daydream abt u resting ur head on my chest and ur completely at ease and ur safe and warm