#bd sm dom

[monsterouslibrarian]

urge to be overstimulated until I’m in tears and my brain melts

[enemiestol0vers]

The One-on-One

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“Lock the door.”

“Do you really think you’re in a position to give orders?” he asked, unbuckling his belt.

She wasn’t–on her knees, pinned between his body and his desk. It didn’t stop her from making the request.

“Can you please lock the door?”

He smirked. “Only because you asked so nicely.” Halfway to the door, he stopped and turned to her. “Think you forgot something, though.”

Her eyes narrowed. With a flick of his brow, she caught herself, schooling her features into a more open, more submissive expression. She’d asked for this. There was no one to blame but herself.

“Can you please lock the door, sir?”

He smiled the cheshire-like smile of his, and flicked the lock.

Fucking her boss had never been part of her plan. Actually, it had been so far from fitting into her five-year plan it would past her’s head spin. And that was exactly why she was doing it. She was too uptight, too reigned in, too in control all the time. She didn’t want to be, but it was a switch she didn’t know how to shut off–until now. This was the only way. It always worked.

In her defense, they had met at a bar before she knew him as her boss. After the shock subsided the first day she met him at an all-hands meeting, it all felt more enticing than it should’ve. Anything forbidden was always more fun.

And this was forbidden, according to the very specific ethics contract she signed when she accepted the offer. Hence the lock on the door.

“Hands in your lap,” he said as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Her eyes roamed over the length of it, took note of each familiar vein, and the way it hung heavily between his thighs.

Her mouth watered.

He grabbed hold of her chin and tilted her face up. “Keep them there.” She nodded, and his grip tightened.

“Yes, sir.”

He brushed his fingers over her cheek. “Good girl.” He gathered her hair at the back of her head. “Open. Tongue out.” He groaned a curse when she did exactly as he said. He tapped the tip of his cock on her tongue once, twice, a third time before filling her mouth.

A devilish smirk overtook his face when he saw her hands twitch and then fist in her lap.

She took him deeper, unprompted, forcing a long moan from his throat. “That’s it, baby. Take my cock.”

She whimpered around him, allowing him to take complete control, pushing himself to the back of her throat.

He held himself there and took a deep breath when her mouth constricted around him as she gagged. He looked down at her–wide, tearful eyes and swollen lips. “God, you look so fucking pretty like this.”

He was holding himself back and trying to hold his orgasm in. He hadn’t had her like this in days, thanks to a last minute business trip. He didn’t expect to be this needy, to want her this much. It wasn’t a good idea, but he had quickly learned that when it came to her, nothing mattered except having her.

She wasn’t a fan of him cumming in her mouth, but they didn’t have much of a choice. It was a weekday afternoon. She had to go back to her desk and he had a meeting in ten minutes. Anyway, she had to learn.

He shooed away the idea of warning her. A mild consequence for ignoring his texts the entire time he was away.

“Fucking hell, baby–” His praise was cut off by a strangled groan that he was sure his assistant would’ve heard had he been at his desk. His cum shot down her throat and smiled at the look of surprise on her face.

“Swallow. All of it.” He watched her throat move, his grip tight on her hair. “Show me.” He pulled her off him and she opened her mouth. He swiped his finger over and under her tongue and across her cheeks. “Good girl.”

He helped her off her knees and swiped his fingers over her panties, beneath her dress. His fingers came away wet.

“You’ll come back later for me, understood?” He asked, licking her from his fingers.

“Yes, sir.”

“Five o’clock. I’ll tell my assistant to set up a meeting.” He winked and she fought the urge to roll her eyes, the same way she fought the smile from her face.

[nixofthenights]

Shhhhh puppy you were sleeping so peacefully, don’t mind me. You told me I could use you whenever I needed to and I need you now. Just go back to sleep pet, I just need to let you drift off with my fingers stretching you out and buried deep inside you. I need to hear those desperate whiny moans if yours as your body reacts to being bred as you rest. Hush puppy and just let yourself dream as you cum. I just need to make you cum anytime and anywhere I want. That’s your job puppy, to cum for me when I see fit. Settle back down pup and relax. You’re safe here and whilst you’re dreaming you might be so lucky as to get off again.

[fulltimepet]

oh, my dear ♡

[thekinksofyourlife]

What’s your type ? Besides submissive

Smart women that get dumb as soon as they get wet

[y0ur-wh0re]

give me your lucky numbers and i will spank myself that amount of times🫶💞

[bluejayfucker10]

Man the thought of my girl being so good and submissive for me drives me wild. It's Valentine's and she decides for once to listen, to obey like the good little slut she knows she wants to be, despite whatever bratty tendencies bleed through. I come home to find her in lingerie, the heavy smell of candles and weed smoke hanging in the air, splayed out on the bed, already hard and dripping, waiting for me to tighten restraints and have my way with her. And oh, I do. I stroke her cock until she is writhing under me and then let her watch and whimper as I touch myself. "Oh, baby, do you feel left out? I'm right here. I was just touching you a moment ago~ Oh, my needy baby girl. You've been so good today, haven't you? But you haven't been before." And I fuck her senseless. I flip her over and tie her down and spank her ass and let her feel her hard-on pressing into her stomach and rake my nails down her back as she's helpless, begging me for mercy, wasn't she good today, wasn't I happy with my pretty princess? And I'll say I was, but there's been so many times she's made me mad and that I haven't punished her for. Force edibles down her throat so she can't do anything but lay there and moan as I grind on her ass and fuck just the tip with a pocket pussy. Oh, there you go baby. I'll spank her more and pull her hair and bite her if I feel her hips move even an inch. Feel involved now, princess?

based on a post from @lighttaps

[ravenktty]

NSFW🔞

🔥 "Happy?" 🔪

That night she found herself located in a different part of the World... or maybe it was a different reality altogether?

He was there luckily, he saved her from the mass that was about to consume her, she felt like a little feisty kitten sorrounded by a pack of wolves, immune to her claws. Only when he stepped in they let her go, she wasn't from there, she didn't belong to that dark village near the sea, she should've just ran away, leave the place.

It wasn't important, she was safe now, he was there with her...

Oh she was so grateful... and yet so scared at the same time.

He drove her to his big creepy house in the mountain, she could see the entire coastal village from there and for a moment, just for a moment... she felt a delicate sense of peace.

She cried that night, drowning in her own thoughts and then...

The next morning he woke her up and took her to the garden behind the house, taught the girl how to defend herself, taught her about knife fighting, how to take care of herself out there.

He was surprised to see she was better than he expected, the little rascal was learning very fast...

She will never know how many hours they stayed in the garden, never know exactly when he pinned her hands against the ground, his knife on her throat.

"Let's see what you do now girlie"

His knife was so cold against her skin, her life was literally in his hands!

She was sure to shock the both of them when a little moan escaped her throat, but he just smirked, letting her go.

It was enough practice for that day...

She spent a week like that: training, studying, learning... only after a week she understood he was making her grow in a way no one ever did before, he was rough... Oh sometimes he was very rough...

But in a way she liked and appreciated, it was a learning experience.

Yeah, she was learning and he was nurturing her, MENTORING her...

That night she also realized something else, while writing in the pages of her diary...

"I swore to myself in the past: my heart will never feel, will never see, will never know. But now my heart falls and then I fall and now I know....

It's different than before and I think I'm falling...

Am I really at home? Does he really cares? Am I safe here? Am I doing well enough?"

And then she felt that tempting sensation... it was always with her after all, the tempting thought of escaping, running away again just as she always did before.

"Leave him, leave everything behind!"

"Why should I let him hurt me?"

But she did not escape, not this time.

She's still in that house on the mountain, waiting to see where her next step will take her, waiting to see what awaits in her journey with her new mentor.

And for the first time, maybe... she could let herself be...

Happy?

[hiimnothere1]

Imagine punish a brat by tying them down and overstimming them with toys. They start off defiant and curse you while cumming a few times.

"F-Fuck you"

"I hate y-you"

"Y-You suck"

So you just sit there, keeping them nice and stimulated while they cum over and over again until they need to use you for support and start breaking.

"fuckfuckfuck"

"You're doing so good, darling. We'll keep going until you learn your lesson"

Until they start begging and apologizing for being a brat for no reason.

"pleasepleasepleaseimsorryitwonthappenagain"

When they're clearly overstimmed and tired but you just keep pushing them anyway.

"P-Please it's too much, I can't cum anymore" they'll whine and whimper

But you just keep going until they orgasm again.

"What are you talking about? You clearly can keep going, you liar"

So you punish them for "lying" to you with more overstimulation, watching them slowly spiral more out of control as their consciousness slips.

Completely an imaginary situation though

[thekinksofyourlife]

Maybe a cock thrusting in and out of your pussy with a vibrator on your clit would make you feel better?

[y0ur-wh0re]

i took the bdsm test and it’s pretty accurate💞

[notaluckypup]

The intimacy of getting to know someone’s kinks and slowly but surely slipping them into conversation~

Slipping them that extra little “good job” after basic tasks and watching their cheeks get hot and their eyes dart around the room.

Asking them to grab a drink and watching the jolt in their step when they register the word “fetch” a second too late.

The back and forth debates and silly arguments ending in cutting them off with a simple “you’re so cute when you get excited”

The tease behind all those knowing glances and trace of the hand touches becoming just too overwhelming until my poor pup is stuttering through conversation and grinding its thighs together begging to be touched😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫