due to being unemployed, i'll be doing drawings to help me cover expenses. dm me if interested! )i would be open to using wise as well)
i won't draw minors .
I won't draw myself.
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due to being unemployed, i'll be doing drawings to help me cover expenses. dm me if interested! )i would be open to using wise as well)
i won't draw minors .
I won't draw myself.
Payment upfront (at least 50%)
hypnotize me and make secret triggers i forget about. one makes weed turn into an aphrodisiac without me even realizing. you control how much i smoke, pushing the joint to my lips hit after hit until i can barely keep my eyes open. you take my cart and start playing with my clit through my wet panties, and make me hit the sticky cart over and over again….
Oh, you're getting wet because you're being humiliated, sexualized and objectified? You're such a good girl.
Shh, bunny. A whole sentence is a lot. Use your small words. Wet? Yes, you are. Suck? Of course, little one. Whoa, that was a little too coherent, bun. Guess what time it is?? That's right! Gummy time! Here, eat this. Good girl. All those complicated things like full sentences will fade away again in just a few minutes.
Yes, I know you miss being smart but we agreed that keeping you this way makes everyone happiest. Listen to you and all your big ideas. There's nothing you can do. Five more minutes and you'll be a drooling horny mess again. I do enjoy these short talks while we wait for you to get stupid again though!
Waa? Yes bunny, here's your sippy cup. Wet? Yes, that's right, we were about to do something about that. Lay down and open your legs. Let's fuck you stupid.
Using you as my oral service slave, keeping you collared and locked up in chastity, with a remote controlled vibrating butt plug stuffed inside you so I can turn it on and tease you whenever the whim strikes me. Don't you know your pretty wet mouth is the only hole worth using anyway? Good. Using your mouth until and only your mouth as my perfect fuckhole until your throat is sore and your locked bits ache in sheer overwhelming desperation. Using you like a toy while I keep you denied and needy until you finally break and plead to be let out, not even to cum, just to be edged like a pathetic slut. But you're such a stupid pet. You shouldn't try to talk, baby. No more pleasing, no more begging. That little mouth is only there to be fucked, precious. Talking is for people, and you're just a sweet little fucktoy, you know that dear. Don't make me use a ring gag on you. You already look so dumb while you're denied, can you imagine how ridiculous you'll look drooling all over yourself? Come here, darling. Let me use that mouth again. If you suck it extra well for me, I might even let you swallow. Such a pretty little thing.
get me high and spread my legs and see my aching wet cunt and put two fingers in and say “god you’re so fucking easy” to make me melt in .2 seconds
you’re still here, aren’t you ?
still listening, still hanging onto every word, thighs pressing together, breath hitching. pretending it’s just curiosity keeping you here. but we both know better, don’t we ?
i wonder, how long have you been squirming, waiting for something i haven’t even said yet ? how long have you been aching, desperate to be told exactly what to do ?
go on. spread your legs for me. just like that. good girl
i know you’ve been good, i know you’ve been waiting, but good girls don’t just wait. good girls obey
so touch yourself. slow at first, teasing, just the way i would if i were there
drag your fingers down, feel how wet you are, how easy you give in
pathetic. so easy to control, so easy to ruin
but that’s exactly what you want, isn’t it ?
to be told when to move, when to whimper, when to fall apart. to be reduced to nothing but gasping, trembling, begging. to be owned, completely, even from a distance
so keep going. don’t stop until i say so
circle your clit, press a little harder, a little faster. let yourself sink into it, let yourself get lost in it. i want you aching, i want you mindless, i want you so far gone you don’t even realize how desperate you sound
faster now. don’t slow down
and when i tell you to stop, when i rip it away from you, when i leave you panting, shaking, needy, you’ll listen, won’t you ?
because good girls always do
Keep a remote controlled vibe on me at all times and every time you insult me, turn it on just long enough for me to get wet. Pavlov me into automatically getting horny and needy for you whenever you degrade me or are mean to me
Perfect idea, train you into a perfect fleshlight🖤
oh my god so mean and hot 🥺
😳 perfect way to be conditioned
I want my orgasms to be entirely in your control. I have to ask permission before I cum, and if I cum without permission I want the most brutal punishment. I want you to make me edge constantly so that I'm always wet for you. Deny my orgasm for days at a time, make me crazy and desperate with horniness. When you do make me cum I want you to make me regret ever asking. Strap a vibrator to my clit while I'm tied to a fuck machine. Turn the vibrator on high. Leave me for hours being fucked and forced to cum over and over again. By the time you untie me I'll be barely coherent, covered in sweat and tears, and my pussy will be so sensitive from overstimulation. Remind me why I shouldn't beg for orgasms if I can't handle them.
aww, do you have really sensitive nipples ? don’t worry, i’ll take good care of them
i’ll roll them between my fingers, pinch and tug, just to watch you gasp and shiver
i’ll suck them into my mouth, warm and wet, laving my tongue over them until they’re swollen and aching
i’ll flick them, slap them, watch them pebble under my touch, delighting in the way your body jolts with every sharp sting
i’ll trap them between my teeth, biting down just enough to make you whimper, just enough to make your thighs clench
i’ll brush my fingertips over them, barely there, featherlight, teasing you until you're trembling, until you’re begging for more
i’ll keep you on your back, wrists pinned, chest exposed, playing with them for hours, just to see how much you can take
i’ll make you cum from nothing but the torment of my hands and mouth, your back arching, your voice breaking, your body utterly wrecked
because pretty little things like you should be touched, teased, toyed with, until you’re left raw, breathless, and begging for mercy
cunt slaps are actually pretty loud like if you’re doing them right they’re pretty loud and the sound is magical. and if you’re doing them REALLY right you’ll let your middle and ring fingers barely dip inside their entrance each time. wet pussy being slapped over and over again paired to those whiny little hitches of breath between moans cause they expect you to push deep in that sweet cunt at some point but you just keep slapping it instead
i need some no touch and just pussy slaps plzz. the only way im allowed to touch is slapping my pussy or pasdling it, my nipples being treated like clits in the meantime. not allowed to cum
Are you coming?
No no, I know you're on your way. In the back of that empty bus, quiet, bouncing along. I know you're heading here now. But I asked something different.
I asked if you were coming. I mean, you're not touching. You're not rubbing. You're just staring at your phone. But I think you might be coming.
In the same way that a single cloud might be the start of a hurricane, I think that somewhere, deep inside you, I think there's a tiny little release which already started, building. The littlest spark, deep where it needs to begin, starting to burn. To build. Starting the pattern of clenching, of pulsing, of tingling that pushes you there. Maybe you can feel it now, maybe you'll only feel it when it gets bigger. Maybe the end of this sentence will make it stronger.
Maybe you're going to feel it build. Grow. Slowly pulling energy you're using to sit up and think and be strong and independent into the much more important process of experiencing toe-curling pleasure. Maybe you're going to feel your entire body slowly start to tingle as the reaction continues to grow. Each tingle causing two more. Each throb strengthening the next four. Each thought slipping closer to your pleasure. Yes, just like that, it's going to progress.
Yes, I'm pretty sure you're coming. Maybe that building pressure will rise slowly, and you'll feel it tonight, after you arrive and I mix you up and order it out of you. Maybe you'll feel it finally release as you cross the doorstep, collapsing into my arms as a wet mess. Or maybe it's going to catch fire inside so much faster, and you'll have to put your bag in your lap, stifle a moan on that empty bus, and thank the driver as you get off the bus like your voice isn't shaky and your underwear isn't dripping with evidence of your pleasure.
You're coming. The only question is how long it takes for your body to arrive.
I think I ruined myself 🥺 I’m literally wet as soon as I wake up in the morning, and I can’t stop thinking about getting fucked and used all day. I keep having to rub my pussy on all kinds of objects throughout the day to get some relief…help
Oh, poor thing, all ruined and dripping the moment your eyes open? If you’re looking for help stopping, you’ve stumbled into the wrong blog. This isn’t a safe haven, it’s a trap, but if you want help getting worse. If you need help spiraling deeper into that needy, aching mess you keep making, then you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.
Here are 3 quick tips:
Sleep naked. The sheets should graze your skin all night, so you wake up already tingling, pussy slick and begging. Make it easier to touch yourself while you're sleeping.
Make it a habit. Tease yourself with purpose. Make sure you rub against every spot in the house that makes your pussy feel good at least once a day. It's not just an urge, it's an obligation. Once you're completely far gone, skip the pretenses and just start leaving dildos around the house. Stop pretending you're not an addicted slut.
Keep your mind filthy. Stare at my blog all day, let every word about getting fucked and used sink in until your pussy is clenching. By night, you should be a soaked, trembling wreck — too horny to think, too needy to stop, craving every rough thrust you can’t have. That’s where I want you, anon.
Hope that helped! ♥️
Bear witness
I get why why people are into mindlessness when it comes to feedism, but what about total lucidity? Like yeah it's hot to see someone gorge on a worrying amount of calories without thinking twice but what about them being painfully aware of what they're doing to themselves. And what if that scares them, that they can't stop. When the fantasy no longer dissolves in the afterglow of a furious goon sesh. When the weight sticks. And lingers. And clings to your body.
"Why are you picking up the fork again? You said at 450 you'd stop."
Tears well up in your eyes. You weren't supposed to let it get this far. Yet you've conditioned yourself to not only want this, but need it at the level of base desire. You flinch a little as I pull up another chair (you looked a little uncomfortable sitting on just two chairs). The tears fall faster. The warmth in your crotch turns to a burning ache as I slide the third chair under your massive rear.
A sniffle. More tears. Your thighs tremble. You know what's coming next.
"It's okay. This is who you are now~"
The thud of the second pot of pasta shakes the table a little. There's a growing dampness on every part of you. Your flushed cheeks are painted with even more tears. Your mouth involuntary waters itself for the second round. Your body sweats with anticipation.
I show you a picture of you from only a year ago.
The wetness between your legs turns to a flood and you swear you might've just came.
You start to sob.
This is... so hot
Can I Cum?
Every single time that desperate little question even forms on your lips, every time I see it lurking in those wide, pleading eyes of yours, I add more time. Tick, tock. Longer and longer, that sweet, aching pressure just builds. You think you’re close now? You have no idea how much further I can push you.
Good edge sluts — the ones who really get it — they don’t ask. They don’t beg with words. They keep themselves on the brink, teetering, panting, praying with every twitch and gasp that their Master will finally, mercifully, shove them over. They make themselves an offering, so wet and ready it’s impossible to ignore.
So keep that hand moving. Keep rubbing that poor, swollen clit of yours. Let me see it plumped up and glistening, a furious shade of pink, so exquisitely sensitive that every glide of your fingers sends you reeling. Go on, press a little harder. Make it ache just right.
Don’t forget to make some noise. Slap your pussy. I want to hear it. That wet, percussive thwack as your palm meets your drenched cunt. Make it quiver. Make it twitch. Let me hear the squelch as your juices fly. I want that sound echoing in the room, each slap a testament to how ready you are, how much you’re denying yourself for me. Let that pussy juice drip down your hand, coat your wrist. Show me how wet you are.
You never know. If I hear one more particularly desperate, wet slap… if I hear you gasp my name in just the right way, choked and broken as you ride that edge… maybe it’ll finally pique my interest enough. Maybe I’ll decide you’ve suffered beautifully enough for one night.
Then I’ll come over there, pin those trembling limbs of yours down, and claim you. I’ll drive into that tight, clenching cunt until you’re screaming, until your mind shatters, until that orgasm you’ve been holding back for so long finally rips you apart, flooding you completely.
Can I cum?
If you have to ask, you haven’t earned it.
this this this. vibing my pussy with a fexer just fongering as i listen to hyno and scrooll edge esge edge
can you do a story about denial/edging and the sub is finally given permission to orgasm but unbeknownst to her the lube they are using is actually lidocaine (numbing cream)and before she can climax she stops feeling any stimulation, thus loosing her chance at getting a orgasm😵💫
Mindy's problem is that she needs to cum to be smart, and it's been a really long time since she's cum.
She doesn't know exactly how long, because. Well. She doesn't have that many fingers, or that many fingers plus toes, or even that many fingers plus toes plus tits.
But a long time.
A long time of just rubbing and humping and rubbing and humping and having her stupid little rubbing fingers pulled away before she can cum, because good girls don't cum without permission, and Ma'am hasn't given her permission.
But Ma'am told her that she's allowed to cum today, which means she'll get to be smart again, and Mindy is so excited.
She's so excited she's dripping from it, though really she's always dripping, which is why she's not allowed to wear panties anymore, because she just makes a mess of them.
But she's dripping, and her clit is big and puffy, and Ma'am is even being so nice as to rub special lube all over Mindy's big puffy clit.
And then when Ma'am is done, Mindy starts rubbing and rubbing and rubbing, and Ma'am doesn't even pull her stupid little rubbing fingers away, but--
But--
"I lost my clit."
Ma'am gives her one of those looks like when Mindy's being stupid and asks, "What do you mean, sweetheart? Your clit is right where it's always been."
"But it can't be," Mindy wails, rubbing harder even though her clit is gone. "I was rubbing my clit, and it was all throbby and puffy and everything, and now it's all gone. I've lost it."
"Oh, dear," Ma'am says. She pulls Mindy's labia apart, then says, "Oh, no, it's still there, sweetheart. You just need to keep rubbing harder, okay?" She smiles at Mindy. "And don't forget to use more of the specal lube whenever you need it. Now just keep rubbing, because you only get to cum today, remember?"
being very good n denied i want this so bad now i love the findfuck please 😵💫 i need to stay puffy and leaky and wet drippy horny
You think you’re gaining now? Think you’re fat now? Oh, just wait till I get my hands on you.
I’ll push your stomach to stretch out more than it ever has. You do a great job of gorging yourself.. but it’s just not going to compare to when I tie you to a chair and feed you. That moment when you’d stop, thinking you’re so full you can’t possibly take another bite, is going to be replaced by my fingers pushing more food into your already full mouth. You won’t even be able to protest with all the chewing you have to do before you can talk. You’re just gonna have to sit there, probably way too bloated and full to even squirm, and accept what’s happening, accept that I’m going to push you to grow.
And when you finally finish all the food that I set out, and you tell me that you’re so full you can’t possibly take another bite, I’ll reassure you and tell you it’s okay. That you’ve done so good being a proper fatty for me, that watching you consume all that junk and seeing your belly get so stuffed and swollen is so, so hot. As I grab a pint of heavy cream and start mixing it with some chocolate milk, I’ll tell you it’s okay, you don’t have to bite or chew; you just have to swallow.
Good girls funnel weight gain shakes after they stuff their guts. You wanna be good, right?
Don’t complain. Don’t fight it. Be a properly docile cow and get ready to blow up another 50 pounds.