The shipwrecked pirates had little use for the ransom on their captive anymore, so they found other ways for her to be of use. She didn't seem to mind.
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The shipwrecked pirates had little use for the ransom on their captive anymore, so they found other ways for her to be of use. She didn't seem to mind.
Mall security have no sense of humour these days…😜
💕😂😂😂💕
As the girl was escorted away in handcuffs, Santa couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing any panties under her tight skirt. He reached in his coat pocket, adding her name to the naughty list with a twinkle in his eyes. Another house where Santa would be the one getting a gift under the tree.
Follower Challenge! With incentives!!
Just saw that I’m at 167 followers and it’s my 45th day of denial! Just a couple weeks ago, I posted my first naughdio to celebrate hitting 100 follows! Thanks @always-dripping for inspiring that recording.
I offer you all a new challenge! Reblog, like, reply, etc in order to get my denied slutty ass up to 250 followers, and I will post a very genuine Hitachi edging audio track where I beg pointlessly for release. Sir has said he’ll “help” me get to a very real state of desperation as a thank you to all of my followers.
Will you help me please?
I’d probably just about cum if any off the mentioned bloggers reblog, but of course I wouldn’t let myself actually go over. ;) (sorry to tag so many of you – all of your blogs make me wet every single time i go to them, can’t even tell you…)
@female-orgasm-denial @femsubdenial @theruleset @accipiter-magnus @pleasuretorture @iamnotyourprince @sadisticgames @cousegoodgirlsnevercum @edgeparanoid @ilikeitwhenyoubegbutno @trytobegoodforme
Come on, you all know you want to hear a desperate slut not orgasm, don’t you?
Only 65 more, already 20 follows since this post! Reblog and tag people you think would enjoy an incredibly horny slut being denied! Thanks everyone!
Shall we make sure this lovely lady has a full house of devious onlookers for her performance? I think we should. Nothing like the thought of hundreds enjoying your suffering to take you into next level desperation. As you are denied again, and again, and again. Let’s see just how far we can take her.
I wonder...
How long will you be able to look me in the eyes as I twist your nipples
As I tug on the clamps
As I slide my fingers deep inside your soaked folds
As I sink a huge plug into your tightest hole
When I pull hard enough on your crotch rope to take you to your tip toes
When I flog your udders red and talk about piercing them
When I turn the wand on between your legs
When I pull it away again and again
When I tell you no
I wonder...
(URGENT) Adult content blogs
For those that have adult-content blogs, you might want to check if your blog settings is flagged for adult content. For some reason my adult content blogs have been un-flagged/reset in this option. (Also checked with a few others and they had the same issue) Just a heads up!
Yep, happened to mine too.
Wouldn’t be surprised if this was done to nuke 90% of NSFW blogs because of TOS violations.
i probably would’ve gotten my blogged nuked if i hadn’t been notified
Same happened to me, be safe guys!
hmm should i flag my blog as adult content even i rarely do it? Granted i probably will draw some soon too, hmmm….
Yeeeaaaa, pretty sure I originally had this blog set to adult-oriented and it wasn’t when I went to look just now.
To all my adult-oriented blogger friends out there: Check your blog settings.
Damn, I don’t know if i can check until I’m back on a computer. Is it possible to check on mobile?
jesus fucking christ i had to re-tick it myself
this is awful, why would the staff do this
Same here. good god @staff
So for the less tumblr savvy, where in the settings would this even be? I have scoured and I can’t find it.
So @soundshypnotic, if you go to the main site on a pc, on the far right there should be a avatar person that shows you your likes etc. Click that and go to settings. Then click on your blog name on the right bottom and at the bottom of the next page under privacy should be flag this blog as adult.
@soundshypnotic and anyone else who’s having trouble finding this.
If you click the icon that looks like a little person at the top right and click the ‘Settings’ option:
It will take you to your account settings page. There, click on your blog:
This will open up the blog settings pages. Scroll down to the bottom and you’ll find the toggle to flag the blog as adult-oriented:
The adult-oriented flag had been taken off mine, too. That’s really annoying!
Thank you @friedcherryblossomprincess, @ropes-and-tea, @convoluted-moonscape and everyone else.
Unfortunately that’s not an option on android, but thank you for your effort, @friedcherryblossomprincess.
For all you lovely folks that run blogs a little kinkier than normal, make sure to check your settings and make sure you are safe and flagged properly. We want you to be able to stick around and keep adding to our community.
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Paying Your Debts Naked - Part 1
Here she sat, dressed to the nines, in her favorite backless dress with the plunging neckline, deep red like her lips. Black fishnet stockings enveloped her shapely legs, which she angled to keep in view around the table along with her 4 inch black stilettos. Beneath the table between her legs, her black lace panties were damp from the anticipation of what was about to happen.
Across from her, a delicious gentleman, looking like he just finished a long day at the office. His suit jacket on the chair behind him, his tie on the table next to him, the top two buttons of his shirt undone revealing a little chest hair beneath his well groomed beard, his sleeves unbuttoned and rolled to the elbow. She knew he had on dark slacks and brightly polished shoes beneath the table. She licked her lips at the thought of what might be underneath his calm business facade. Because that was what she hoping to win after all.
A deck of cards sat between them, two cards in front of each of them, three turned face up in the middle. The game: Texas Hold 'Em Poker. The stakes: every last stitch of clothing they had on. And perhaps more. And she was so looking forward to watching his gorgeous frame being slowly unwrapped. Her eyes glinted smugly as she looked at her cards. Start simple. My shoes for his shoes and socks. Then I think I'll try to get him out of that shirt. With a grin, she won the hand and collected his shiny black shoes and soft black socks into her winnings pile. They were hers until the game ended or she wanted to bet them.
Time to up the stakes, she thought. My dress for his shirt and pants? No, if I lose I'll be sitting here practically naked. Shoes and....panties for his shirt. That'll entice him. The hand went on and she smiled again. She'd be seeing his shapely chest soon. But when she saw his hand, she groaned realizing she had overreached. Her shoes one by one landed on his side of the table, his grin maddening as she removed her panties slowly, blushing, and threw them in his direction. He brought them slowly to his nose and sniffed, his eyes snapping up to hers when he realized how wet they already were, giving them a long tantalizing lick and enjoying her taste as he dealt the next hand. She was as crimson as her dress and determined to win.
1116 Olympic Golds awarded world wide for Spontaneous Masturbation
I really do have the best followers. Yes, you. Not only do you come enjoy my dark corner of the tumblrverse, but you share it! The signs of new people enjoying themselves, hands wandering, bodies shivering, throbbing, dripping, always makes me grin. I hope all of you, old and new, continue to explore, enjoy and perhaps deny yourself or your SO to keep the feeling going. As promised, my celebratory story for the 1000 mark is finished. I’ll be sharing it with you in sections, so check out the first one tonight and I’ll be sharing a new one each week, hoping to supplement with other shorter stories in the meantime. I hope you’ll all play along and let me know what you think. We shall have the most excellent party. As always, questions, comments, suggestions, submissions and more are all welcome. Stay devious. Stay indulgent.
Party of 1000, your table is ready
We made it folks! You incredible, kinky, depraved followers are the best. To celebrate, we shall feast, on ideas, on dreams, on fantasies, enjoying every last moment of each. I have an extensive story in the works, just for you guys. Once it is finished, I’ll be releasing it little by little, teasing it out, making you wait for it, until every last piece falls into place. Every word and picture laid out in all its tantalizing glory. I’ll keep you posted. In the meantime, I shall see what other trouble we can get into. Ladies and gentlemen, you are fantastic. I appreciate you. As always, questions, comments, suggestions, submissions and more are all welcome. Stay devious. Stay indulgent.
That’s right, my girl. Slowly, slowly, pace yourself. Listen to the music, let the beat fill you up. Uh Uh, one, two, three, four, one, two, three, four. It’s not a race, it’s a waltz. I know you’re aching for more. I can feel your juices running down my thighs. Follow the beat. You are the one who begged me to end your no touch streak. How long has it been? No don’t think about it. Follow the beat. Let it pulse between your desperate lips and coax every last drop onto my cock. You know the rules. Keep the beat until the end of the song and I’ll finally let you cum. Lose that beat and I’ll thoroughly enjoy using your asshole, exclusively, for the month. Can you imagine how sloppy your pussy will be by then? How even just one touch will take you to the brink of madness? I wonder if you can concentrate on holding back your orgasm and keeping the beat until the last note. Would it be unfair if I flicked your nipples? Fuck, I just felt you clench. Guess it would be unfair. But I never said I’d be fair. Did I mention this was the hour long version? Must have slipped my mind. Don’t mind me, I’ll just be conducting. Clench, clench, clench. I look forward to having my very own anal only slut. If you can’t hold back, I think I’ll finally get your nipples pierced. Shh shh, follow the beat.
Guess who just turned 3! A grand thanks to all you kinky fuckers for making it a wildly delicious ride. Here’s to another year of devious indulgences!
900 into the fold
My heartfelt gratitude to all those, both new and familiar, who continue to show just how much they enjoy kinky, depraved, drip-inducing writing. I am always in awe at the responses my little corner of the tumblrverse seems to get and I’m smiling (or grinning wickedly) about every last one. I do hope that you stick around, enjoying each word, one hand scrolling, the other, well, busy. If something inspires you, let me know. If something sends you over the edge, let me know. If something convinces you not to go over the edge, again and again until you are a puddle, definitely let me know. I’ll write more of it. As you may have noticed I do take suggestions and requests to see what I can do with images. Feel free to reach out if anything strikes you as needing my particular touch. A special thanks to those that have already. (You know who you are.) You're awesome. As we work our way, slowly but surely, towards 1000, I’ll be taking suggestions as to how to celebrate it. A multi-part series has been suggested. Perhaps residing within the world of the Institute. Perhaps creating another world entirely. Share your ideas. As always, questions, comments, suggestions, submissions and more are all welcome. Here’s hoping each and every last one of you is in such a state of hazy arousal that you are floating with the biggest grin on your face, as you soak through your sheets. Stay devious. Stay indulgent.
She couldn’t help but rub her thighs together as she read, crossing and uncrossing her legs in an unconscious attempt to get the stimulation she craved. If she’d been in private, her fingers would have been buried in her soaked slit, but as it was the store was bustling. It was her favorite place to read the most salacious romance novels she could find. Each page turn further teased her into a lust-filled frenzy, her coffee forgotten and cold, the only remnants of its warmth draining into her leg. Ounce after ounce of heat drip drip dripping lower and lower. She bit her lip. A very similar transaction was happening constantly between her legs as she read. Thinking about it only made her squirm harder. She always tried to leave before she was audibly moaning in the middle of the store. Just one more chapter. She could make it. She hoped.
There are moments in life. Moments where you aren’t being pulled in every direction. When you aren’t rushing from one thing to the next. For those brief moments, time simply seems to wink out existence. Her eyes tell you that there is no place in the world that she’d rather be, than right there, spending time with you. And her smile tells you that she can see you feel the same. Enjoy the moment.
She felt naked, but not in the way that most would. It wasn’t the lack of clothing. They made her feel restricted and trapped and she could hardly wait to take them off. But even without a stitch of clothing, something was always missing. Until she met him. He opened her eyes to true desire, craving, belonging, fulfilling one’s purpose. Rope touching her skin awoke something inside her, his hands twisting it this way and that, cocooning her in his extended embrace. She’d never felt more at peace in her life by the time he was done. She couldn’t move a muscle, rope holding her, teasing her, hurting her. The smile on her face was dazzling. Now every time she came to see him, her clothes disappeared, she knelt before him and begged him to guide her to the feeling. She’d spend hours completely at his whim, used, abused and in paradise. Each time, he took her somewhere new, tied in the most creative predicaments, ones that left her writhing, moaning, and soaking into her bonds. Unwrapped only when he could see she had plateaued in that special headspace that she loved so much. She craved it always, succumbing more and more often to his whim. Soon, she would be his always. And he would set her free.
You @bayousavantfou 💙💋💙
Create a symphony of delights with your fingers. Let them dance across her skin and show her your true artistry. Don’t stop until she joins in, mixing her music with your own. There is nothing more beautiful than the crescendo when discord becomes harmony and her whole body reaches skyward for your touch. Time stops as everything sways in balance. And then the finale.
Offering.
That’s not the belt I asked for, my pet. No, the other black one. They are not exactly the same. What’s the difference? Oh the other one has much more detailed plans for you. No, go get it. That’s my girl. Come here. You know how I like you. Shall we begin?
Be joyous this Christmas. You are alive, you are loved, you have the whole world at your fingertips. Take it by storm this next year and form it into whatever you’d like it to be. Grab that dream and make it a reality. Taking that first step makes all the difference.