Dahlia Loves Cuddles

Just cute domme vibes

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Domme daydreams #6

It’s been a long, stressful day. My anxiety is high and I just want to relax. I have barely finished collapsing onto the couch before my adorable sub appears and puts a glass of wine in my hand.

“You know me so well, pet,” I sigh happily after taking a sip.

“I knew it was going to be a tough day for you so I wanted to make it special,” they say, kneeling on the soft rug in front of the couch and laying their head in my lap to nuzzle me.

“My precious pet,” I smile, stroking their hair.

“May I help you to relax, Mistress?” they ask, their eyes twinkling hopefully.

“You may, my sweet pet,” I answer, lifting my hips so they can remove my underwear more easily.

I lie back, sipping my wine, my hand resting tenderly but firmly on my diligent sub’s head as they eagerly settle in between my legs to help make my worries melt away.

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Domme Daydreams #5

It’s our day together. We start off by painting each other’s nails in matching colours. We relax in the bath together. We take turns washing each other’s hair. You wrap a fluffy towel around me as I step out.

You help me to get dressed in pretty lingerie I save for special occasions - carefully pulling up stockings and fastening garters. I dress you in delicate lacy underwear that I chose especially for you. We wear inconspicuous clothes to make our secret even more illicit.

When we’re out in public we look like any other couple. But if someone paid attention they would see the signs that you belong to me: the loop in the wrist cuff you’re wearing that I’ve hooked my finger through - a discreet collar that signals you’re mine; how you stand up a bit straighter and say “yes, Miss” when I give an instruction; my warm smile as I whisper “good pup” and tug on your cuff for you to bend down so I can kiss your cheek.

No one would guess that I’m spending the day teasing you mercilessly before I take you home and tease you even more mercilessly. I want to destroy you and then wrap you up in my arms and tell you over and over again how good you are before falling asleep with my arms wrapped around you and my lips pressed to the back of your neck.

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My good pet is riding the Bad Dragon dildo that’s attached to my strapon harness. I’m stroking them with my right hand and gripping their thigh with my left.

“I’m gonna cum,” they whimper after a shorter than usual amount of time.

“Already? You’re not allowed to.”

Their face crumples with despair as they realize I’m about to ruin their orgasm. I’m usually generous but I was feeling mischievous and the opportunity was too good to pass up.

“I don’t think I can stop it.” Their voice is panicked and I see tears welling in the corners of their eyes. But I stay firm because they have told me many times before that they want me to make them cry and I haven’t had the heart to. Today is special.

“Well, you’re just going to have to, because you’re not allowed to cum yet.” I still my hand and push down on their thigh to stop them from moving. They let out strangled moan. I ignore the pang of sympathy in my heart and focus on giving them this pleasure that they have so desired.

I thrust my hips gently upward so the dildo hits the right spot and start stroking again. They immediately start to complain again, “I’m gonna cum.”

“You have to hold it, you can’t come yet.” I squeeze more firmly as I feel them start to pulse.

“I’m gonna cum.” The tears are streaming down their cheeks in frustration from wanting to cum and not wanting to at the same time - from not knowing whether I’ll allow it or not.

“Oh my god,” they sob as the orgasm they are trying to fight overwhelms them. “Thank you.”

“Are you ok?” I ask, concerned that I had pushed them too far.

“That was magical,” they whisper through their tears, and I know that the moment has lived up to their fantasies.

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It’s like there was always a space for you in my heart.

When you’re with me, my precious pet, I feel complete. And when you feel complete, it’s not really possible to go back.

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Rate That Edge

The rules of the game are simple.

The domme edges the living daylights out of their sub.

At each pause the sub rates the edge from 1-10. One being furthest from and ten being closest to orgasm.

“Seven,” the sub responds.

“Thank you for your rating; your feedback helps us to improve your experience in the future”.

“Eight.”

“Thank you, the algorithm is currently processing this information. You should notice improvements immediately.”

“Nine,” the sub whimpers, their body trembling from being that close to the edge.

The “ten” that follows is spectacular 👌

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When you decide to lock your sub to give you both a break from jumping each other’s bones… and they wake you in the middle of the night for cuddles because they’re so needy

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When you tickle your sub so relentlessly that they start to hyperventilate from laughing, so you stroke their hair while talking them through gentle breathing exercises until they’ve calmed down.

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It was the first evening we met. But our connection was so undeniable that we already couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

They walked me home. We turned to each other to say good night. And suddenly we’re kissing, and I’m digging my fingers into their hair and they’re trembling against me.

And all of a sudden they’re on their knees. On the sidewalk. The street is empty but anyone *could* see. They didn’t care. Their need to submit to me was too strong.

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When I locked that collar around your neck, it wasn’t just to show the world that you’re mine. It was to remind you that I’m always there. When you close your eyes and feel it resting on your neck, you know I love you. Even when you don’t know what I’m thinking or even where in the world I am, you can touch it with your fingertips and be sure that I love you. I want you. You belong to me. You are mine. And it’s never coming off.

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I haven’t seen my collared sub in a year due to the pandemic. I picked them up from the airport a couple of hours ago. It feels like a piece of me that was missing is now back.

Feeling them pressed against my chest. Feeling them trembling beneath my touch. Whispering “you’re mine”. Pressing my lips roughly against theirs. Grinding down purposefully with my hips. Asking them to make me cum. Moaning how good they are to me as orgasm after orgasm rips through me. Gripping and feeling them pulse in my hand. Drawing their orgasm out and keeping it going. Watching them closely as they hover in that magical place between pleasure and pain.

Taking them into the shower. Washing their body with warm soapy water. Washing their hair gently. Wrapping my arms around them and pressing my naked body to theirs as the water warms us both.

Yes, the final piece of me is back where they belong.

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Reminder: Dommes are people too

It’s so ironic that the domme to sub ratio online is always “I wish I could find a domme” and still a domme with committed partners can feel completely alone at times. Sometimes you don’t want to have to take the lead. Even when it’s your literal role.

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When you’re so deep in domme and sub space respectively that aftercare is falling asleep cuddling naked with the restraints still fastened around their wrists and ankles.

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Domme daydreams #5

Looking into their eyes and seeing that sparkle of eagerness to please. Knowing that they would do anything for you. Gently touching their cheek, kissing their forehead, pulling them close and telling them they’re safe while they fall asleep in your arms.

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Hooking your legs around the back of their thighs to push them deeper inside of you and whispering, “that’s my good toy, make me cum,” while holding their head against your chest.

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I met a sweet subby boy in person for the first time after talking online for almost 2 years: a highlights reel

Seeing him smile as we get close enough to really see each other.

Hugging him and realizing he’s a 6’3 teddy bear compared to my 5’5 self

Laying my hand on his arm reassuringly while we wait to check into the hotel because he can’t see my smile while I’m wearing my face mask.

Touching his face softly as I kiss him for the first time, realizing he’s very shy but very eager.

Getting more comfortable with each other as we talk over lunch and feeling myself relax in his calming presence.

Asking him if he would like me to be the big spoon and holding him super tight because I know he likes to cuddle and be restrained.

Playing each other songs we love and finding that we love them too.

Him shyly confessing that he’d seen my post about meeting with him and me confessing that I’d hoped he would.

Telling him I’m going to change and reappearing in lingerie holding restraints in my hand.

Having him kneel in front of me and realizing that he’s my chest height on his knees.

Putting a play collar on him and pressing his head to my chest.

Pulling his head back by his hair and kissing him deeply.

Tugging on the leash attached to the play collar and having him lie down on the bed.

Straddling him as I fasten restraints around his wrists, then grinding my hips down.

Leaving a little bite mark on his chest so he can have a reminder of me the next day.

Feeling him grow hard in my hand and hearing the adorable little noises of pleasure he makes.

Every single one time he says “Thank you, Miss Dahlia”, but especially the one after I put my fingers in his mouth once he’d come for me.

Cleaning him gently with wet wipes, followed by another “Thank you, Miss Dahlia”.

Laying in his arm and snuggling into him and holding him tight and just enjoying being close to him after so very long.

Hearing his soft snores and realizing he was so spent he had fallen asleep.

Waking up next to him and seeing his smile when he realizes he’s woken up next to me.

Saying “you’re allowed to touch” as I kiss him and sense his hesitation to move his hand from my waist.

Feeling him grow hard against my thigh as I very purposefully move by body against him.

Pulling him closer by his hip. Digging my fingers into his hair. Trying so get as much skin as possible touching.

The surprise on his face when I guide his fingers inside of me.

The concern in his voice when he asks if I’m ok and I confirm my moans are of pleasure.

Being proud of him for shyly asking if I would hog tie him, and fastening the restraints behind his back, knowing how much this boy loves bondage.

The sweetest, most Canadian “oh boy” and “oh jeez” as I feel him pulsing in my hand, and politely asking “May I come?”

Drifting in and out of sleep together wrapped in each other’s arms until it’s time to get up and head back home.

The last sweet kiss for now, but hopefully not forever.

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Tomorrow I’m going to meet the sweetest subby boy who I’ve known online for almost 2 years.

I’ve gotten to know all his deepest desires and have had so much time to contemplate how to make his fantasies come true.

In my bag I’ve packed restraints, a play collar, my harness with… attachments and a pot of pouring wax.

But I’m most excited about the prospect of his 6ft3 frame curled up with his head in my lap.