#D/s writing
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queer-petplay · 6 months ago
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Yesterday i kneeled in front of my partner and barked at them until they took out their dick for me to blow them 🐶
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dominantstories2-1 · 10 months ago
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dirge-drone · 1 year ago
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The feeling of that moment when the collar clicks shut and your focus goes soft 💕
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qhpils · 6 months ago
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you sit me in your lap and kiss me, all soft and slow. you guide your hands to my face and pry my mouth open. you insert your finger into my mouth and feel around. my tongue, my teeth; the roof of my mouth. i suck on your finger all needy and desperate. you then put two fingers in my mouth and shove them down my throat. i choke a bit, but it’s you so i don’t mind. drool comes dribbling down my chin. you take your fingers out my throat and slowly open my mouth, pressing down on my bottom lip. i stick my tongue out and you kiss me again. this time harder and more needy. you lick the spit from my chin and go back to work with my mouth with your tongue. so sloppy and so wet.
i miss the feeling of your callousness in my mouth.
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dominantstories2-1 · 10 months ago
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She isn't just an object you know. You only own her because she allows it, because you earned her submission through understanding and trust.
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kittenunleashthewolf · 17 days ago
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adragonnamedalex · 1 year ago
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D/s Writing Prompt #1:
What are three things about a D/s relationship that appeal to you? What are three things that worry you?
Additional guidance, if wanted:
Make a bullet point list of the things and write 2-5 sentences on each.
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spookys4pphic · 2 months ago
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Thinking about having a pretty sub
One who’s already shaking before I’ve even started properly. The kind who gets so desperate from teasing that she forgets how to breathe, forgets her own name, forgets anything but the sound of my voice telling her, “Not yet, baby. You don’t get to cum yet.”
I want her naked and aching under me, whimpering every time I pull my fingers away just before she tips over that edge. I want her eyes wide and glossy, her hands gripping the sheets like they can ground her when I lean in close and murmur, “You can take more, can’t you?”
Because she always can. And she always will, for me.
I want to hear her beg. I want the please to fall from her lips like it’s the only word she knows. And when she finally gets there, when I let her cum
I won’t stop.
That’s the fun part.
I’ll keep going until she’s squirming, twitching, gasping, over and over, clit so sensitive she’s nearly crying, thighs trembling, her voice cracking from how wrecked she is.
And I’ll just smile.
Coo at her.
Brush her hair back and whisper in the softest voice:
“You’re doing so good, sweetheart… look at you. Such a mess. My perfect little thing.”
Because she wants it, needs it. That sweet, painful overstimulation that turns her whole body into something I get to play with. That dizzy, floaty, desperate place only I can bring her to.
And when she’s finally done? When her body gives out and she’s sobbing quietly in my arms?
I’ll kiss her shoulder, stroke her thighs, and say:
“See? I always take such good care of my girl.”
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qhpils · 6 months ago
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when i imagine us kissing i imagine it sloppy, just like you said.
i imagine us pushing and pulling. i imagine teeth clattering and hands grasping at each-others hair.
when i imagine us kissing i don’t see it as a romantic nor lustful. i see it as a fight. a bloody mess full of love.
i imagine your tongue down my throat. you pushing me down biting my neck, drawing blood. you taking full control over me and my body.
when i imagine us kissing i imagine it. that’s all it is.
my imagination.
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kittenunleashthewolf · 3 months ago
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"Flirt with someone much younger than you"
Absolutely not, but I have two currently flirting with *me*.
I'm sitting here thinking, "Um.... What sort of bullshit is this"?
In the last year, I've had four men or masc non-binary peeps all between 31 - 34 hit on me, aggressively but respectfully. Meanwhile, I'm attempting to flirt with my own age range, and.... Nada.
I've always been up front about preferring my own age or older, so this younger person hitting on me is wigging me out a bit.
What changed that my own age wants nothing to do with me, but younger guys are being bold about their interest?
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beccawise7 · 11 months ago
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There is nothing quite as beautiful as being openly yourself with another and completely accepted for who you are.
~beccawise7 💜🖤
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kittenunleashthewolf · 5 months ago
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Didn't even get to a year.
Now, I have a half finished project. A shattered heart. A deep emotional wound that feels like I'm bleeding out in shreds. A psychological chaos that's left me with clear physical trauma.
And I'm absolutely done.
I did cause this.
By trying to give them what they wanted, what they demanded and needed. Something they were already taking from me without asking.
By not keeping my mouth shut.
Now, that project goes unfinished and I have to forget what real happiness feels like.
I did this to myself by trying to give what they wanted.
I made a promise to wait for them, and I will. I'll die waiting but it's better than trusting another person, spending time looking and doing this again. They refuse to speak to me, and I understand why. I wouldn't either.
Not when they said they can't see a future with me that isn't painful.
At 38, I'm happy to stay uncollared, unowned, unpartnered and without that side of me. I said one last time.
I mean it.
I can't and won't do this again. I don't have it in me to trust like that again. Them? Yes. Another? No.
Damaged goods.
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