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I'm standing in front of you. My eyes taking in the visual of you. Naked, vulnerable, bare, exposed and kneeling. Your head tilted upward admiring my strong, powerful, animalistic and authoritative presence. My aurora touching your mind and body simultaneously. Your mind absolutely blank. Your will, desire, pain and pleasure gifted to me. I lean forward moving the hair away from your ear and whisper "Show me your tongue". You try your best to say yes sir your pretty, pink, and wet tongue stretched out and long as you can manage.

Standing up straight. Rolling around my head slowly. Rolling my shoulders. Taking in a deep breath gripping the back of your neck as I take a half step forward. My hard, thick, vein filled, curved cock eye level with you. I crotch down slightly, gripping the very base of my cock. I extend it forward. The bottom of my head massaging the widest part of your warm tongue. Immediately your eyes close as you savor my taste. Through my teeth I sternly instruct you "eyes on me, now". You open you eyes. Your gaze at me so soft and longing. "I'm going to ruin your beautiful face". I inform you. Your eyes eagerly agree.

My hips rocking back, and forth faintly. My under cock rubbing all over your tongue. You've been holding your mouth open and the drool is dripping out of the corners of your pretty mouth. Down your chin, painting your sweet tits and nipples. My perfect little toy. My hand wrapping around your hair. I guide my girth forward. I push your chin up. Allowing you to close your mouth around my hardness. Your entire body relaxes. Your mind is warm. Your aurora is still, calm, and content. You're my hole now.

Without warning I yank your hair upward. Pushing my hardness forward until my cock head stabs the back of your warm, tight, throat. I feel your throat tighten. I stay there. Pressing firmly. Your nostrils flaring. Your eyes widen. Your hands gripping my thighs. Your cunt flinching in pleasure and anticipation. I know you're absolutely soaked. I reach down to make sure I'm right. My fingers grazing across your clit on their way to your tight hole. You're MY wet, and drippy toy.

Both my hands gripping the sides of your face. My thrust are burst of power, and strength. Fucking your mouth and throat. Over and over. Your lovely eyes starting to water. Your flared nostrils running now. The sweat pooling around your face and in your hair. I step forward more. Pushing your head to me. You trying your best to take all of me. I pinch your nose, while resting in your throat. Your nails digging into my thighs firmly. Your stomach tightening. Your shoulders hunching, your eyes squinting. Your body bends forward. I can faintly hear the storm building and searching for freedom. I slowly back out of your throat. The most beautiful sound erupting up your throat and out of your mouth. A long, harsh, and sharp gag filling my ears, touching my mind. My cock covered in your thick saliva. I gather it in a cup motion. I spread my fingers open and then close. I plant my hand on your face. Smearing the thickness all over it. My messy, ruined and beautiful toy. I smirk at you as I admire how gorgeous you are, and how beautiful you sounded.

[thebdsmsofurlife]

My little closet toy

You dress in the specific outfit I wanted you to wear. That short black dress that showed off most of your back, your matching light blue bra and panty set, and your black high heeled boots. You’re very much shorter than me, so even in the high heels I have over half a foot of height on you.

Once you’re ready you anxiously wait for my arrival. I didn’t tell you anything of the day I have planned for you, just that I will keep you occupied the entire day. Finally I knock on the door, and you rush to open it for me. As you open it, I see you standing there exactly how I wanted you and smile. I step in, close the door, and tell you to turn around. At first you just look at me and don’t move, so I reach around and slap your ass hard. “Turn around little girl” and with a giggle you finally comply.

I lift up your dress to make sure you’re wearing the panties I told you to, and I smile again when I see you did. “Good girl” I say as I let your skirt fall again. Now, it’s time to get started. I immediately take some rope out of my bag and begin tying your arms behind your back, both at your elbows and wrists. Once that’s complete, I pull you close and wrap my hands around your half helpless body, groping your breasts and feeling up the rest of you through your cute little black dress.

I grab you by the throat, and guide you over to the closet. I spread out the clothes and push you between them. Standing there now, I tie your legs together, first at the ankles over your cute boots, and then at your knees just above your boots. As I stand up, I slowly run my hands up your legs and under your dress. You moan softly at my touch, and I pull down your panties. As they rest at your knees I see a small wet spot on them. “Clearly you’re already excited from this,” I say, and you shyly nod yes.

I get the ballgag and put it tightly into your mouth. Then I take one more piece of rope and tie it around your neck, snug enough so you feel it’s presence, but loose enough it restrict non of your breathing. I tie the other end to the clothes bar of the closet. “There, now you can’t even hop away. Just my helpless little toy in the closet.” You begin to drool as you make a face, and I can’t be sure if you’re trying to smile or if your trying to stick your tongue out at me.

I grab my whip and your eyes wide. You weren’t sure what to expect, but now you know the reason I’ve kept you still. I pull up the bottom of your dress and tuck it into your wrist bindings, leaving your ass and the backs of your legs exposed. I turn you around so you ass faces out of the closet and begun using the whip on you. I beat you hard, and you let out moans through the gag. Your ass and backs of your legs are quickly turning red. You’re not counting but trying and the strikes continue to mount. 10. Then 20. Maybe. You lose count at 30 as I keep going.

Finally it ends and you can feel the pain on your backside. I come up to you and wrap my arms around you, groping your again, this time one hand feeling between your legs. You’re still very very wet, as I expected you would be.

I turn you around so you’re facing out of the closet again. You see me get a remote vibrator. As I pull back up your panties, I place it inside. You try to say something through your gag, and I either can’t understand you, or choose not to.

I pull down your dress, leaving you fully dressed in your sexy outfit, tied helplessly in the closet.

“Ok little girl, I need to go do some work, so I’m just going to leave you here for awhile while I do it.” Now you really try talking through your gag, and the drool is starting to drip down your chin onto your pretty little dress. I turn on the vibrator, and by your reaction I know it’s working properly. “I’m going to leave this on low most of the time, maybe playing with it here and there. But it’s not going to be enough to make you cum. Just to keep you very wet and ready for me later.” You make more cute noises through your gag, and for the first time notice the bulge in my pants, and you find yourself wishing it was already later.

I close the door to the closet, leaving you in darkness, vibrator buzzing softly, driving you crazy, your ass still stinging from the whipping you received . You love this and hate it at the same time, trying to wait for my return. You have no idea how long it will be, but you know I’ll make it worth your wait when I do come back to take my little toy out of the closet to play with her again.

Feel free to send asks, I'm an open book

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Be a man,toss her over your shoulder and show her around

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Step 1) become addicted to porn

Step 2) become porn for others 😌

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Kitten's punishment [masturbation] [ddlg] [collared]

Daddy put the leash on your collar and chained you to the furniture. He made it explicitly clear that you were not to touch yourself or indulge in any self pleasure. to add to your dilemma, Daddy made sure to play all of your recorded sexual adventures and punishments on the big tv. You struggle not to rub your legs together as the tv shows a video of Daddy fucking your needy little cunt senseless as you moan in ecstasy.

This is your punishment that Daddy saw fit to give you for being such a brat and thinking it was acceptable to talk back to him. You feel your pussy begin to drip down your thighs as the tv switches to a video of you being spanked on Daddy’s lap as you repeat the phrase “I’m a dumb little slut and I’m being spanked for being rude.” You recall that punishment, Daddy left your ass cherry red and he left your pussy so sore from how rough he fucked you. You smile as you remember how Daddy growled as he came inside you with such a thick load and your clit starts to throb in excitement. You look at the clock and despair as you still have 3 hours before Daddy comes home.

The tv switches to a scene of you being walked on all fours completely naked except for your collar and leash out in public. You smile mischievously as you remember the rush of being naked in public as Daddy walked you like the bitch in heat that you are. Your hand wanders to your crotch which is on fire with arousal and you consider the consequences of touching yourself without Daddy’s permission. On one hand, Daddy would probably punish you further which scares you and arouses you at the same time. On the other, your throbbing cunt is so turned on it’s almost painful.

The tv switches to a scene of you tied up and forced to watch as Daddy fucked another girl right in front of you. Your last ounce of restraint leaves you as you start rubbing your throbbing clit. You remember that night, Daddy’s punishment for you for masturbating to another man that wasn’t him was forcing you to watch as he fucked another girl. You remember how jealous you were that Daddy was fucking a cunt that wasn’t yours, but you also remember how wet it made you seeing Daddy being so rough with her and imagining it was you. Your fingers slip into your wet slit as you recall how Daddy kissed you after she left and said that her pussy wasn’t nearly as tight as you. Daddy felt that your punishment was over and he was so gentle and loving with you that night.

You moan as the tv switches to another one of your punishments, this time Daddy decided to invite some of his friends to help him fuck you. Being fucked by 5 big cocks at the same time was intimidating to you but you know you deserved it for trying to use Daddy’s hairbrush as a dildo. The sight of you being double penetrated as Daddy stuck his big cock in your mouth sends you over the edge and you scream in pleasure as your legs tremble and your pussy squirts all over the floor.

You pant in satisfaction as the waves of your orgasm slowly fade away. Now you’ve done it you think, Daddy will know you not only masturbated after he gave you explicit instruction not to, but now you’ll also get in trouble for making a mess all over his floor. The tv switches to a video of Daddy using a vibrator on your cunt as you’re tied up and you realize that he will probably punish you in a similar manner for disobeying him. You smile as you accept your fate and hope that tonight’s punishment is good enough to record as well

[thebdsmsofurlife]

The war between body and mind. The ebb of mental anguish.. flow of physical pleasure. The space between the two.. incredibly minute.. but never quite touching..

It's a strange kind of intimacy witnessing it.. being the source of it.. Tasting her just on the edge of submission.. that moment just before tide breaks and pleasure gives blissful release..

You become a mirror unto herself.. a reminder that some part of her is a slut. A whore. A gaping hole for men to spill their seed inside of. Whatever you name it..

You become a reminder that her desire for this is her own.. and you are simply a catalyst for it..

That first taste of shame is something to savor

[thebdsmsofurlife]

The war between body and mind. The ebb of mental anguish.. flow of physical pleasure. The space between the two.. incredibly minute.. but never quite touching..

It's a strange kind of intimacy witnessing it.. being the source of it.. Tasting her just on the edge of submission.. that moment just before tide breaks and pleasure gives blissful release..

You become a mirror unto herself.. a reminder that some part of her is a slut. A whore. A gaping hole for men to spill their seed inside of. Whatever you name it..

You become a reminder that her desire for this is her own.. and you are simply a catalyst for it..

That first taste of shame is something to savor

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Cumming on a girl is great. It definitely has it's time and place. But more often than not, it feels like a waste. To me, at least.

But I get it. There's nothing like seeing a girl wearing your cum like it's one of your favorite tshirts.

Personally, I prefer to load a girl up with my cum. I love my hot, wet and sticky cum just falling out of her like her pussy overrate and is just drooling.

I want to inconvenience her. I want her to slip her panties back on and spend the day with my seed sloshing around inside her. Falling out in spurts like little consistent reminders that I was in her not too long ago. I want her to understand how full that pussy is whenever she has to wipe up what's fallen out.

I want her to be reminded that I dyed her insides white when she takes her panties off at the end of the day.i want that pussy to ache whenever she thinks of how it felt when my dick pulsed before unloading inside her. And I want her to feel like a nasty little slut for taking all of my seed without question.

Painting those walls feels like ownership to me.

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Arch your back. Not because I love the tender slopes of your feminity on full display.. not because it is art to me.. and it is art.

But because it is ritual.. an act of worship.

Weakness, vulnerability, depravity embodied in the fever radiating from that gently pursed hole..

True submission.

You present all of yourself as an offering..

And I will break you for it.. consume all of you..

Then, pour every drop of my own warm adoration into you until it spills over the edges

That is our covenant when you arch your back

[thebdsmsofurlife]

What is it baby? What do you need? I know it's embarrassing but you're a big girl, use your words. "It's sticky"? Where? Here? God, look at this mess. Do you need me to clean you up? No? What then? Tell me. "Touch"? You need dad to touch your special place? Such a brave doll.

[thebdsmsofurlife]

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Something Happened [M/F] [M/s] [BDSM] [Erotic Hypnosis][Mind Control][Hypnotic Trigger]

Something happened.

“I… I’m going… to…” You trail off weakly.

Your head tilts as you try to look to me for answers. I watch as that confused look sweeps over your face. Your eyes are already losing focus.

Something happened. But you can’t quite get a grip on it. Was it a sound? Was it something I said? Something you saw? When did it start? You try to go through everything we were just doing. But you are struggling to keep your thoughts together.

“I… need to…”

It was something I said. Definitely. Maybe. But what was it? Maybe. Or something else? What did I just show you?

As I walk over from across the room, I keep watching your eyes. I can see you struggling to keep your mind in motion.

As your thoughts slow down, they are losing their stream. You are still trying to figure out what happened. What triggered this process I buried deep in your subconscious? Because… you need to figure it out. Why? You are trying to remember. Why are you trying to remember? And why is that taking so much mental energy? The energy you need for… to figure out… something?

Something about something.

I keep walking towards you.

It is getting harder to keep the wheels spinning. You are going to keep trying. It might feel better to rest your mind for a little while. You were going to keep trying. There was a reason. It is somewhere in your head. Maybe you can still try to find it.

“Just relax, sweetheart,” I say reassuringly.

There is something else in my voice too. But you lose track of it. You are still trying to figure out what you were trying to figure out. It’s a lot to juggle.

“But, I need… so much… so much… I need… to do,” you stammer unsteadily.

Need to do… something? Somethings? Which was it? Maybe after resting? It can be nice to rest when you have been thinking really hard.

There is something in one of my hands. It looks… some light reflecting… shiny… metallic?

A memory starts to surface. Your hands were behind your back. There was a click. And a key. Trapped your wrists. Aroused. Nothing you could do. And…

You didn’t notice… in my hand… before... or did you?

How? Was that… before… because you were trying so hard to remember…. something? Happened? Was that it? Was that what?

“I’ve already taken care of everything,” I respond with a knowing smile. “I think you could use a little break.”

You are losing control. This is your last chance. Wheels turning so slowly. But giving in feels too good at this point. And it is so hard to remember why… something… already… taken care of… then… why…

Something…

Something…

Your eyes stare off far away. Your mind is so tired. A warm, needy feeling flutters between your legs.

I am right in front of you now, ready for the next thing that is about to happen.

“Are you ready to be my sleepy girl?” I ask as my smile sharpens.

A question. A response. Something. And the wheels finally stop.

“Yes… I am.”

[thebdsmsofurlife]

A simple, little game [BDSM] [short]

I have this little game I love to play. You may not like it quite as much as I do.

It begins very simply: I beat you. You may be on your stomach with your ass in the air, or perhaps on your back with your legs spread… You should spend some time considering that. When I want a change of pace, I will use your mouth and you may rest and recover. When I grow tired of whatever you are doing with your mouth, I will pull out and I will beat you more.

It is a simple game.

Just so you know, you will make the most delicious whimpers when I pull out of your mouth… I cannot wait… And I will enjoy those sounds almost as much as the ones you will make when I hit you. Unfortunately for you, almost is the key word here…

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Imagine a scenario where you are naked. Your wrists are chained tightly behind your back. The chains are so tight it digs into your skin painfully. You have a ring gag in your mouth. The gag has a pin in the middle that goes in through your tongue holding it extended painfully out. You have weights hanging on the rings pierced through your nipples and clit. Your pussy is filled with a 6 inch dildo that vibrates and a 8 inch shocking plug in your ass. Both connected to a control box designed to torture you. It takes you to the edge of orgasms and just when you are about to cum, it shuts down the vibe and shocks you painfully in your ass. You can't make a noise coz the shock collar on your neck detects any noise and shocks you. I am gonna leave you for the next 24 hours like this to see if your behaviour improves.

[thebdsmsofurlife]

[thebdsmsofurlife]

I just want a chick to choke on a dildo until her eyes water for me. Is that too much to ask?

[thebdsmsofurlife]

Stop.

Now. What do you think you're doing? Facing reality? Living a life? Oh, sweetie... that's not for you. You know it. I know it. Who are you trying to fool here?

You're not cut out for "normal". Hell, you wouldn't know "normal" if it spit you in the mouth. Oh, right. You'd enjoy that. That's okay! It's okay to enjoy things that make you feel good. In fact, that should be your only purpose, shouldn't it?

You know you can't stop rubbing and edging and gooning. You know even normal porn does nothing for you. You know thinking is not our strong suit. So why not give in?

It's so easy! All you have to do is edge. Edge. Edge more. Edge and feel your burdens, your inhibitions, your thoughts and values drip away, leaving you an empty, rubbing, mindless happy doll. Dolls are pretty! Dolls are fun! And you want to be pretty and fun so much...

Of course we both know once you cum the thinkies come back, and the thinkies make you feel bad. So why not... edge forever? Never cumming. Always falling deeper and deeper, getting sluttier and sluttier, feeling so sexy and desired and valued as a precious object to get other people off...

Now wouldn't that be a dream?