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telling a dom you can't cum anymore and they say "that's okay, i don't need you to cum" and continue rubbing your swollen clit while you whimper and writhe around 🥰

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Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.

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mean mean dom holding the vibrator at just the right spot that it overstimulates me even on the lowest setting and holding the tip of their cock right against my hole refusing to let it enter me even as i try my hardest to move my hips into place

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oh to have a blunt rotation w a group of queer/trans kinky pervs where we all smoke and play a stripping game that leads into an orgy

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i wanna be overstimulated against my will until i'm crying. all my holes stuffed with vibes turned up to the max, tied up with a wand against me, nipple clamps tight. maybe just left there and blindfolded to have orgasm after orgasm.

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"good boy," they smile as the small end of the strapless strap slips inside my wet hole easily, "you're so worked up there's no resistence." They start to pump their hand up and down the shaft of the strap, grinding the base into my erect tdick and smirking as I moan and whine. "oh you needed this, didn't you?" they ask and I nod feverishly as the friction makes my body tense and clench around the strap, "please can I cum?" they chuckle, "already?" and slide their hand down to rock the base against my cock harder. "yes! Yes! Please can I cum?" I gasp as my body starts to tremble and buck back against them. "cum for me then," they grin as I groan and moan and grab them as I cum, barely waiting a second before they start to mount the strap and sink down on me, "you better not be too sensitive for this," they growl in my ear, sending shivers down my spine and grazing their teeth along my neck as they start to ride me. My eyes roll back and I cling onto them as the dizzying pleasure peaks again.

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One of my favorite triggers to give a thrall is making them begin to drop whenever I bite their neck, not fully dropping, mind you, just beginning to. It makes their mind nice and foggy, comfortable, suggestible. So of course, the feeling of fangs in their neck no longer feels alarming. And when I let go, they're still in that nice, foggy state, suggestible, comfortable, they won't find anything odd if they're given an order and simply begin to follow without question. It isn't unusual at all to sit when commanded, and it isn't unusual to let the world fade away around them, and focus on my voice, lips, and eyes, no longer capable of perceiving anything else. It isn't unusual to kiss the woman in front of them until the thoughts fade away, it isn't unusual to never be allowed to think again without her explicit permission, and it certainly isn't unusual to present their neck on command so that she may feed whenever she desires.

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something really turns me on about the idea of someone taking pictures of you after fucking you stupid. Your just laying there hazy and blissed out while they position you the way they want, snapping photos your limp body shimmering from the sweat glistening on your skin. Maybe teasing you a bit to get a reaction from you until your needy all over again

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Using a certain, specific tone of voice every single time you hypnotize a person becomes very entertaining in the long run, because eventually all you need to do is use that voice, and they'll begin to drop. And it makes it so easy to tease them, so fun to just drop into that voice and see their breathing slow, their eyes become heavier, their body relaxing entirely. Even though they're not fully in trance yet, they still become submissive, pliable. It's so easy to just do anything you want to them, all it will take before they begin mindlessly thrusting their hips is a small bit of stimulation, a caress across their thigh, a kiss on the neck (and maybe even less if they were already in this sort of mood). They can't help it once they hear that wonderful, seductive voice, being reduced to a pathetic, desperate toy, and even if they could, they'd never want to escape the pleasure of your wonderful siren song.

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Trained as a Fucktoy

"Annnnnd in it goes. Feel that, sweetie pie? Feel that mind go pop when I push the nice big toy into that pretty pink pussy? That's right. That's what it feels like whenever my good girl gets fucked. The cock goes in, and it just pushes everything right out of that silly little head of yours until you're wet and dumb and moaning for me, isn't that right?"

Ohhhh… ohhh, fuck, I--fuck, it's, I'm, I… f-f-fuuuuuuuuckkkkkk….

"There we go, cutie. And the toy slides back out, and my pretty plaything feels herself coming back up, waking up all wet and needy and desperate for cock, isn't that right? Aren't you just aching to get that big hard cock back inside you like a good little girl?"

I--I--yes, Master. Even when I can think, all I… all I can think about is cock.

"That's right! Good girl! And here comes your reward, a nice thick cock filling up your pretty cunt and pushing every last bit of brains right out the top of your head, leaving you so dumb and so wet and cumming so hard for me with every single thrust as we train you to be the perfect slut we know you can be, isn't that right?"

F-fuck, I--slut, yes, fuck, fuck slut fuck fuck I--nnnhhh! Cumming, fuck, c-cumming, I….

"That's right, no room for thoughts in that cute little head of yours, not when you're stuffed so full of cock. And when it comes back out, your mind comes back, but you're so fractionated that it's hard to think of anything but begging to be fucked, isn't it, sweetie pie?"

F… fraction… ated? I, I don't, I… why's it so hard to, ummm, to, to… can you please fuck me now, Master? I, I don't want to think anymore. I just want to be dumb and fun and full of cock.

"Of course you do, that's your training taking effect. And there it goes, deeper and deeper, and you're going deeper too, aren't you sweetie? Deeper and dumber and wetter and weaker for Master."

D-deeper, duhhh… dumber, I… f-fuck, wetter, umm… fuck!

"Weaker, sweetie. The one you're too full of cock to remember is 'weaker'. And you're always getting weaker for me, every day in every way. Just squeeze around that toy and stop thinking, baby girl. I'll tell you when to start again."

…ffffuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkk….

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You know what. Fuck you.

*unhallows your ween*

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my partner pinned me down pulled my shorts down and forced my legs open then started teasing me for how wet i got...... then got up and left me there

Absolute fucker

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I want to lie on my stomach as they spank my ass. Every strike sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock, the loud slap of skin against skin making me wet, the persistent heat of the stinging flesh making me moan into my pillow. "good boy, your ass is getting nice and red for me," they croon as they drag their nails across the tender flesh, laughing as I shiver and squirm under their touch.

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I feel like someone abusing my tdick and making me cum until i cry would fix me

That's the post.

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“You seem to be having trouble remembering the lessons I give you, pet.” Your hypnotist said, slowly strolling around you, naked in the seat. “So I’ve designed something to help them sink in…” They gestured above you, and reached up over your head, pulling something downwards.

“First, we have this headset, which is going to beam everything I want directly into your brain.” They said, grabbing a VR headset, and slipping it over your head. Now all you could see was a slowly spinning spiral. Your conditioned brain automatically began to slow down.

“Second, we have the straps.” You felt them fastening you to the chair by your arms and legs. Cuffs wrapped around your limbs, holding you securely to the seat. “We wouldn’t want you slipping out and hurting yourself, would we? No…” They squeezed your hand, gently.

You were lost in the spiral by this point, just letting their words float over you. “And next we’ve got the toy.” You felt something on your sex, vibrating gently. A moan slipped from your lips as pleasure began to invade your mind. “That’s right. Something to make you cum.”

Your mind was empty of thought, full of desire. “And the last piece of this machine for you to care about are the headphones. When I put them on, you won’t be able to hear anything outside. You’ll be trapped with my voice, my images, and my pleasure.”

You heard them laugh. “But that’s okay. You’re going to love it.” They slipped the headphones over your ears. The world around you was gone. The only outside things you could feel were the seat, and the vibrations. And then their voice began to flow into your empty mind.

“This is lesson one. There will be more to follow. But this machine is designed to make sure that you don’t cum until we’re ready. Until I’m sure you’ve learned what I’m trying to teach you. There’s so many sensors, measuring your pulse, your heart rate. The noises you’re making.”

The vibrator started to buzz more intensely. You knew you were moaning, but you couldn’t really hear it. “And it’s going to keep you on the edge. Until you’re ready to absorb your teachings with an orgasm. This is going to help you learn so much pet. Now, let’s begin…”

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