Woof! 🇨🇦

Just a pup (Great Dane) trying to find his way in world. 05/12/1994 transfeminine/genderqueer she/her but others sometimes.

[daddys-little-mutt]

My happy place

Sitting on my heels, my knees slightly tucked under his chair. The clinking of the ice inside the whiskey glass I prepared for Him has He pulls it back from his mouth after taking a sip. The smell of the cigar, freshly lit. It's been a long day, for both of us.

The cold air embraces my naked form, the wooden floor holds the weight of the long day as I wait for the sound of His sweet voice to beckon me.

I can't help but smile about Him. Part of me feels like I should be looking down in patient reverence, another part of me just wants to stare at my prize, but the real reward is in those eyes as they look on acknowledging my patience. My willingness.

He nods. I hate when He nods. It means I'm free to do what I want. It means he wants me to show Him my dedication without any instruction. What I want feels so boring compared to what I feel would please Him.

I lean forward, pressing my face between His legs, nuzzling over His pants. I hear a slow pleasured exhale in response. The fabric is dense but soft. With my inhale I find my Masters scent. With my nose I find his manhood, the best I can over His suit pants, pull taught in the way that He has made room for me. I breathe in. I exhale shakily. I miss feeling the weight against my nose.

I opened my eyes to look up at Him. No question leaves my lips. He nods. My paws reach up to His belt loosing. I fumble with the button and pull down the fly. I know I don't have to, but I look back up for permission again. He nods with a patient smile, basking in my reverent hesitation.

I ease the loose fabric away. Black satin greets me, and I great it with my nose, or, I attempt to. I feel my Masters hand grip my chin and pull my gaze up. I see the playful smirk and I absolutely melt. He makes the rules and I must obey.

"Please, Daddy." I ask softly.

"Please what, puppy?" He replies with a warm low voice.

"Please may I breath You in?" I begin. "May I feel Your weight against my face? May I press into my happy place where life itself steps away so it can only be you and I?"

I struggle to articulate to this level, in these moments. In hindsight it was likely because of just how badly I needed it and how real it felt, how close.

I feel my chin be lifted only a few degrees more has He brings his lips to meet mine for the sweetest most tender moment before sitting back in his chair.

"Yes, puppy. That was beautifully worded, Princess. Enjoy your happy place and get lost in the you and I."

If it wasn't for the command I would have hesitated. I would have sat in that moment and enjoyed the beautiful tension left in the room. But I was told to do something.

I lean in once again, letting my full weight rest between His thigh and Manhood, a gentle wiggle until I feel the seam in His body press against my nose. I breathe in slowly. The welcome weight of His hand falls on the top of my head, gently petting me.

I'm home.

[noah-spicek]

[raesass]

Damn. These men know how to DP. DP can be awkward and clumsy if you don’t know what you’re doing. But these guys have found a receptive, open fuck hole and the three of them are gettin it done

[devilmandevilman]

can we start expanding the predator/prey dynamics and get some scavenger recognition? perfect partner in group play. having a possessive and greedy dom that loves to ruin his sub something filthy and then having a scavenger that comes in to pick up all the pieces? fucking delicious. never a wrestle for dominance, never a fight for submission. a jackal knows it can't take on a wolf, but at the same time won't show it's stomach like a pup would. all too happy to be patient. to watch a little pet be torn apart by a big hungry monster and then take their turn when the time is right. sucking the doms cock and mumbling about how he's gonna fuck his sub, gonna stretch them so good with your fat cock, gonna breed them so full. getting the big wolf all riled up to use their pup. then helping to hold the sub still, teasing their nipples as they have their hole pounded deep. pressed close and cooing in their flushed ear, so good puppy, take him so well don't you? as the dom ruts into them and breeds them till it's dripping out of their hole. eager jackal finally getting to take their place at the end of the bed and lap up all the mess between exhausted thighs. eating cum out of the subs hole before drooling it into the doms mouth so they can watch it be swapped by the lovers they get to service. a patient scavenger that gets off on seeing and supporting and servicing

and of course if they do a good job, they're getting pressed on their back so the sub can ride their face and whine onto the doms tongue while he gets the scavenger off. letting them be prey for a greedy wolf and his needy puppy. and the jackal is all too happy to be used. if there's anything they're good for, it's taking what it can get

[daddys-little-mutt]

Didn't know I needed this

[formertemec]

Perfection. You watch as your man is brutally taken and, right in front of you, he begs the bull for more.

[seanminfl]

It was a cold winter evening in Connecticut, and I was laying in my bed, feeling incredibly horny. I couldn't stop thinking about my older brother, Ryan. He was 25, tall, muscular, with a big juicy cock that I craved to have inside of me. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. I decided to text him, asking if he wanted to come over and watch a movie with me.

He replied almost immediately, saying he would be there in 10 minutes. I couldn't believe it, my heart was racing with excitement. I quickly got out of bed and put on some tight shorts and a tank top, knowing it would drive him crazy.

When Ryan arrived, he walked into my room and saw me laying on the bed. "Hey little bro," he said, with a smirk on his face. "What's up?"

"I'm just watching a movie," I replied, trying to play it cool.

He looked at me for a moment, before saying, "You know what, I'm gonna join you."

As he laid down next to me, I could feel the tension between us. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to have him. I leaned in and kissed him, and he kissed me back.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he said, as he started to take off my clothes.

"I want you inside of me," I begged, as I pulled down his pants, revealing his massive cock.

He didn't hesitate, he grabbed me and turned me over, ready to take me from behind.

"Wait," I said, "I want our dad to watch."

Ryan looked at me, surprised, but then he smiled. "You're such a dirty little slut."

He called for our dad, who walked in and reclined on the bed, watching as Ryan entered me. Slowly he started stroking his thickening cock.

"Ouch, yes," I moaned, as he filled me up.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he said, as he started to thrust harder and harder.

"Deeper, ooh, deeper," I begged, as I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

"You like that, don't you little bro," Ryan said, as he slapped my ass.

"Yes, fuck, yes," I moaned, as I came hard, feeling his cum fill me up.

"Faster, faaack me, give it to me," I begged, as I came down from my orgasm.

Ryan didn't disappoint, he fucked me harder and faster, until he finally came inside of me.

As he pulled out, our dad leaned over and cleaned the cum up by making out with my hole, before shooting a load all over my chest and leaving the room.

"You're mine now, little bro," Ryan said, as he laid down next to me, ready to cuddle as dad’s cum trickeled down between our bodies.

[submit-obey-serve]

[scourpio]

1 to 8

[daddys-little-mutt]

Provided it was specifically a sex club, and we had built up the amount of trust I would need, 1 through 10.

[uncensoredpleasure]

[gaylooker]

[daddys-little-mutt]

His essence sustains me.

[ocnev]

[daddys-little-mutt]

wow

[sanctumsrefugee]

Sex.

Goblins loved it - rough, fast, and messy. Wasting absolutely no time to start pounding into their mates the moment they felt the tiniest hint of arousal.

So when you suggested exploring a more slower, softer side, your lover looked at you like you’d spoken a foreign language.

Clearly, it was time for a lesson…

You started off slow, pampering his neck with soft kisses as your hands wandered across his body. He shuddered when you rolled his pierced nipples between your fingertips, giving them a teasing pinch and tug before letting your touch drift lower, down to the tent straining against his loincloth.

The moment your hand brushed it, he tried to rut against your palm, but you caught his hips with your other hand, holding him firmly in place on your lap. His frustration came through in the sharp hitch of his breath.

“Patience, my love,” you whispered, giving one of his pointed ears a playful nibble.

“Ngh—this is torturous. You're torturing me,” he whimpered, trembling as your tongue traced around his earlobe.

Your quiet chuckle only deepened his need. Shifting the cloth aside, you rubbed your thumb along the slit, smearing the wetness that formed at the top before wrapping your fingers around his shaft and stroking it with a slow, deliberate rhythm.

“Mercy…” His voice broke into a whisper. “Have mercy.”

You tilted his head to the side and captured his lips in a deep, hungry kiss. He moaned into your mouth as your strokes quickened, his nails digging into your thighs while his body squirmed in your lap. He was unraveling fast, and you knew he wouldn’t last long.

When you finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva stretched between your lips. “Perhaps,” you teased, “I’ll grant you mercy this once.”

His cry came as your pace suddenly quickened, slick sounds echoing throughout the room.

“Mmmf—c-can I? Can I, baby, can I?” he begged, his pitiful expression locked onto yours.

You trailed your tongue along his Adam’s apple all the way up to his lips. “Come for me, dearest.”

That was all he needed. His head snapped back with a sharp cry as release overtook him, hot ropes spilling over your hand and sheets. You stroked him through the aftershocks, watching his small body twitch and shiver in your lap, his breath coming in broken gasps.

“Ugh—by the gods,” he panted, chest heaving. “That was… heavenly.” He smirked.

You laughed softly, brushing the damp strands of hair from his sweaty forehead. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.”

“That, I did.” Suddenly, you were pushed back onto the bed, his body pinning you beneath him. “Now,” he whispered, his face inching closer, “let me return the favor with my newfound knowledge.”

Oh, he was going to torture you.

𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊

[lorddade]

[cremaster1973]

Slow and steady

[flashdoggy]

He’s very gentle early in the mornings, so affectionate, kind of horny, still sleepy, a little hazy. Early in the mornings He has no real desire to get off, just a yearning to feel soft and good and share it with me.

[daddys-little-mutt]

That's exactly what I would love to have in the morning

[ashleywintersin21]

Can you wear this all day even at work ?

[nicolettosworld]

You must do it... Chastity cage and plug are the best way of life for you

[daddys-little-mutt]

I feel having it laid out with a note can be far more effective than if it's said orally. Why do you feel that is, @flashdoggy ?

[tammycraps]

I need y'all to see how this porn spelled ménage à trois

[poetry-protest-pornography]

Idk, I think the spelling adds a certain junuh say qwa

[daddys-little-mutt]

Lawl

[candied-pxssy]

desperately need to be spit-roasted and ignored the entire time my holes are getting fucked.

they're only really having sex with each other. i'm just the fleshlight they're sharing.

[daddys-little-mutt]

Okay this is hot!

[lyon35]

[flashdoggy]

He still lays out my clothes every night but He likes me to choose my panties in secret because He's still a big kid who likes unwrapping surprises.

[daddys-little-mutt]

You hella found a keeper, @flashdoggy ! XD

[camobear1]

[daddys-little-mutt]

OH MY GOD! I don't normally swoon like this!

[edi1244]

[flashdoggy]

Stunning!

[daddys-little-mutt]

Tasteful af!

[blueb3rryyy-deactivated20251228]

Boys who drool when their face is shoved into the mattress, lashes clumped with tears, body trembling under the weight of being used—where are you?

The ones who can’t stop whining, even with their mouths stuffed full.

The ones who melt the second a firm hand grabs their hips and holds them still.

The ones who cry so pretty when they’re edged, overstimmed, praised, and ruined over and over again.

You’re not just allowed to fall apart—you exist to.

So be good. Be messy. Be mine.

[daddys-little-mutt]

Madam @blueb3rryyy, it's so difficult to find that vulnerability after everything. All I want is to be there again. I feel so confined in this body after everything that's happened, like a reptile trapped in a molting cycle.

Long have I seen the life of a submissive, and the acts especially, as spiritual practice, my spirit feels so neglected. Please, to whatever gods you may pray, pray that I find the chance to worship again. To offer myself. To cry upon feeling my body realise itself onto one worthy of such dedicated reverence. That I may shed this skin and fly once more. The flesh is weak but my spirit cries out, clawing and gnashing it's teeth just to feel blessed once again.