⚔️Kel’sKingdom🥀

Kel || they/any || 20 || MDNI (18+) genderweird dyke || knightfucking femme || happily taken || please read pinned || no abuse or bigotry will be tolerated

[cuirass-femme]

🥀Intro:🥀

⚔️ Kel

⚔️ 20 yrs old

⚔️ they/xe/ze/she (sometimes others)

⚔️ genderqueer/nonbinary/agender femme. Also aroacespec, domme/top, and happily taken. This blog is for exploring fantasies and dynamics

⚔️ you will probably figure out where I’m following from if we’re mutuals

🥀Likes:🥀

⚔️ Knights, princesses, royalty and fantasy settings

⚔️ Some divinity / worship

⚔️ Butchfemme dynamics (femme4all)

⚔️ Topping / soft domming / power play

⚔️ Marking

⚔️ Pet play

⚔️ Bondage / some sensory deprivation

⚔️ Some predator / prey dynamics

⚔️ Some dollification / objectification

⚔️ Requited voyeurism

⚔️ LIGHT cnc

🥀Limits:🥀

⚔️ Being on the receiving end of most kinks (I’m asexual and very in my head :/)

⚔️ Being degraded

⚔️ Hard sadism / masochism

⚔️ Incest / fauxcest

⚔️ Hard intox / somno / r@pe

⚔️ Piss, scat, blood, feederism, emeto, etc.

🥀Rules:🥀

⚔️ Please respect my identity and that I am not looking for any kind of flirting / relationship

⚔️ Homophobia, biphobia, transphobia, aphobia, etc. WILL NOT BE TOLERATED

⚔️ Racism, sexism, zionism, ableism.. any kind of bigotry you can think of WILL NOT BE TOLERATED

⚔️ Age in bio to interact or I will block you

⚔️ I block freely :)

🥀Tags:🥀

#kel-dreams -> original fantasy posting

#kels-sword -> original posting / sometimes reblogging about my butch / things that remind me of my butch ❤️

#kel-speaks -> unrelated original posting

#not-knights -> other kinks (listed)

#femme positivity -> exactly what it sounds like. Not my tag but I think we need more of it in general

Dividers by droideplane, cursed-carmine, and toxisyddy :)

[dykedysphemism]

touching myself to the thought of you touching yourself to the thought of me.

[dateknight]

"how are u supposed to appreciate a woman knight if you can't even see under her armor? :/" have you considered you lack the warrior's spirit. that thou possess a skill issue. she will not find you worthy of honorable combat

[fat-pussy-princess]

Computa find me hot knights in my area STAT!!!

[cuirass-femme]

Knight who trains their squire’s loyalty by putting them on their knees and making them serve with their mouth. Knight who tests their squire’s endurance by fucking them in return. Is this anything

[boylurer]

Armor as restraints 🤝 Armor as sensory deprivation 🤝 Armor as chastity cage

[frenchvelvetkissess]

go ahead, darling. keep flirting with them. I want you to feel so clever right up until the moment you’re sat on my lap, thighs shaking as you struggle to keep yourself up. while you’re begging for a release you haven’t earned.

I’m going to be recording every pathetic sound you make. and guess what I’m doing with it? I’m sending it directly to them.

I want them to see how you lose yourself, how you’re nothing but a desperate leaking mess for the only person who actually owns you. I want them to hear the way you moan my name like a little slut, so they know exactly how little you belong to yourself. let them witness you falling apart for me in ways they’ll never even get a taste of.

maybe that’s the only way a brainless little thing like you will finally learn. you’re mine and if I have to fuck you until you’re sobbing and shaking with shame just to remind you, then I will. play your little games baby, we both know who you come back to and we both know how much you love being ruined by me.

[may12324]

Naughty girls shouldnt be putting strange things in their mouths

[calm-before-the]

“covered in blood” is an ideal state for a girl to be in if you see a girl covered in blood you know she is having a good time

[pride-knightess]

Since people seem to like my pride outfit!

[pride-knightess]

Woah woah this has 1000 notes. I'm super flattered and I will bench press each and every one of you.

[ambientradiation]

I can't believe you're this many notes in and nobody knows you handstitched the flag.

[pride-knightess]

Oh hell was i supposed to mention that?

I handstitched the flag.

[pride-knightess]

I clearly should've mentioned it sooner.

[sirbluefinger]

I am here lying in the damp grass at sunset. My chainmail, cold and heavy enough to feel like a tether keeping me in this world. Daydreaming of the friction of leather gloves against velvet, the quiet command in a soft voice. Knowing I would gladly crawl back to the castle gates just for the chance to kneel at your feet.

[delicate-viscera]

whatever just pledge your fealty to me already

[crossedblade]

You never know from which direction a potential assassin will strike. Having two knights allows you to protect both sides of your bed as you sleep.

[frenchvelvetkisses]

“i hated it” you whine, your voice cracking slightly, your fingers tangled in the collar of my shirt. “i hated you being away. i tried... i tried touching myself but it doesn't even feel as good anymore. i can't even get myself close. it just feels empty without you. i missed you so much”

i’m keeping that exact thought tucked safely away in the back of my mind. i didn't address it right then. instead, i just cupped your jaw, leaning down to press a kiss against your lips, letting you taste exactly how much i’d missed you, too.

we're in the bedroom now, the room lit only by the warm glow of the streetlights outside. i’ve got you flat against the mattress, bare from the waist down, your shirt unbuttoned to your ribs. i’m hovering over you, taking my time, tracing a soft path up the inside of your thighs, watching your hips helplessly twitch with every single touch.

already shivering, your breath turning uneven, your fingers blindly reaching up to find mine.

but instead of giving you my hand, i pin your wrists above your head, leaning down until my lips are brushing the sensitive skin right under your ear. “remember what you told me earlier sweetheart?” i say. “about how touching yourself didn't feel good while i was gone?”

you let out an embarrassed whine, trying to turn your face away. “don't remind me... i was just being pathetic”

“no it wasn't pathetic at all. it was sweet” i say releasing your wrists and sliding my hands down to caress your hips, pulling you closer to me. “but we can’t have that. we can’t have you unable to make yourself feel good. let’s get that back for you right now.” i lean back. “touch yourself for me. show me how you do it when i’m not here.”

your eyes go completely wide. “here? right now? no... please, i want you to do it.”

“i will” i promise, my hand coming up to gently stroke your hair back from your forehead. “but first, i want to watch you. slide your hand down for me. let me see.”

i can tell you’re getting nervous but you can never truly say no to me. your hand hesitating slightly as you bring it down to your stomach, your fingers tracing over your hip before finally sliding between your thighs. you let out a gasp the second your own fingers make contact with your damp skin, finding yourself already wet.

“there you go” i say softly, leaning forward to watch every single movement of your hand. “just like that. you’re so incredibly beautiful like this, you know that? let me hear you”

encouraged by the praise, you close your eyes, your fingers beginning to move in those familiar circular patterns. muscle memory. your hips tilting a little.

your eyes back on mine for a moment and I ask “feels good?”

a high pitched whimper slipping past your lips while the friction finally start to hit the right spot.“it feels... different with you watching,” you pant out.

“you’re doing so well princess. keep going” my fingers lightly tracing your thigh, adding just enough extra heat to drive you crazy. “tell me how it feels. talk to me.”

“it feels better than when i was alone” your pace picking up. but after a few more strokes, your hand suddenly falters. without warning, i dive down between your thighs, my mouth replacing your hand. i eat you out for just a few seconds, my tongue swirling over your clit until you're arching off the bed, screaming my name. just as you think i'm going to finish you, i pull back, licking my lips with a smile, I almost feel bad for stopping. almost.

“please... why did you stop? please” you beg, your hands desperately gripping the sheets.

“ah-ah, who said you were allowed to stop working for it?” i teaseas i pat your inner thigh. “i just wanted a taste. back to your hand sweetheart. keep going”

“i can't, i don't want to make myself cum, please. i need it to be your hands i missed you.”

“i know you do baby. but you can hold it a little longer. keep your hand right there. just a few more times. you can do that for me can’t you?”

“please” you sob but you force your fingers to move again. as you keep going, the heat i left behind on your skin starts to build, and i see the exact moment you regain your confidence. your touch gets heavier, surer, realization dawning on you that you feel everything ten times more intensely with me hovering over you. your chest heaves, your eyes lock onto mine, full of a fierce, needy certainty.

i watch you intently tracking the moment your toes curl tightly into the bedsheets, and your internal muscles starting to throb. you’re too close. you’re right there, hovering perfectly on the edge, waiting for me, completely helpless.

in one smooth motion, i reach down and catch your wrist, pulling your hand away from your body and pinning it flat against the mattress. before you can even register the loss of the friction, i replace your fingers with two of my own, sinking them deep inside you in one long stroke while my thumb applies perfect pressure right against your clit, exactly how you like it.

the sudden change from your own touch to the absolute authority of my hand completely breaks you.

“alright baby. i’ve got you”

“oh my god” you gasp, your body instantly going rigid, thighs starting to tremble again.

“that’s it, let it out. give it all to me” i whisper against your mouth, picking up the pace, driving my fingers deep inside you over and over, riding out your orgasm. “you missed this baby, didn’t you? you missed being handled properly”

your hips are moving blindly, trying to escape the intensity, but i hold your wrist down tight, keeping you pinned to the mattress while your body clamps down around my fingers in desperate waves.

“i missed you princess. missed making you feel good”

i keep moving inside you until the pulsing finally slows down. when i finally pull my hand back, you collapse into the mattress, your chest heaving and beautifully undone.

i lean down, pulling the covers up over your shivering shoulders, and press a few kisses to your wet cheek. “see? i told you we’d get it back. you did so good for me”

[noturbutchboy]

Realising I m probably way bigger than her that I can easily overpower her or disobey her but god I would never i wouldn’t even dare to upset that pretty face.

[femmeandms]

dom bottom thoughts in my head all day likeeee

i want a butch on a leash

i want a butch on their knees, begging to fuck me

i want to hear a butch whimper when i pull on their collar

i wanna edge a butch until they’re shaking and they can’t form sentences

i want to sit in a butches lap and make them watch me grind on them but not let them touch me

i want to whisper filthy things in their ear and watch them get worked up and blushy. and then refuse to touch them until they beg me

i want to call a butch puppy so badddddd

i want to make them sit and watch me ride and not let them move

[bbearbutch]

God I need to be a service top so badly. Be just a pathetic guard dog for a pretty femme. Wanna be used for someones pleasure, used as a plaything. All I can do is whine as I get to fuck my femme