This blog is mostly NSFW and kink centered so NO MINORS 🔞 18+ only!!!
Minors and empty accounts without age will be blocked.
Almost everything you’ll find below this line is NSFW!!! So please leave if you are not 18+ or are just generally uncomfortable with kink related content!!!
dni: minors, homophobes, true misogynists, pedophiles, racists, MAGA
(If these things offend you, you probably won’t be happy here)
Some of my limits: Scat, Cheating, cucking (we don’t fucking share 🤬) feeders/feedee
I’m not kink shaming anyone these just are not for me.
I’m a bratty masochistic little bunny princess
Bunnies are so cute!!! 🐇🎀 but they also bite 🩸
Yes, I have a Daddy 🔒💍my husband @tumbl4daddy
I love him more than anything 💙
I am Daddy’s babygirl (only he can call me that) , insatiable little freak, and princess
He would also say I’m a real bratty pain in the ass but I promise he returns the favor in his own ways- ouchie 😏🤤
As far as DD/lg is concerned I suppose I’m more of a “middle” than a little for the most part …😉😝
✨Consent, Trust, Boundaries and Communication are imperative for any relationship but especially concerning kink✨
Everything that I post or write is assumed to be done between consenting adults.
Happy to make new friends!!! 🎀💖💙💖🎀I’m neuro-spicy (neurodivergent) if that matters to you at all…
I share everything in this blog with Daddy including messages. ✨💖🎀💙🐇
Feel free to DM me but please be respectful of my relationship with @tumbl4daddy , our relationship is not open and we aren’t interested in cheating or cucking.
I am married. This blog is a fantasy forum, an outlet for my hypersexual nature where I can outpour my slutty musings not a way to cheat on or otherwise disrespect @tumbl4daddy
I will not send you personal photos, identity revealing details or meetup with you.
That said, I do enjoy hearing your reactions to my posts and your own fantasies, including if they are about me.
If they are enticing enough maybe @tumbl4daddy and I will act them out and I’ll make a post about it.
Spam-liking is encouraged , I see you and appreciate your attention and admiration.
MY ASKS/ANONS ARE OPEN so send something fun for me to answer…
You should have been more specific hun because now I’m gonna make you scream and cry so fucking hard you piss yourself and I’m gonna leave you laying in that piss puddle and laugh at you.
Shoulda just done what you were fucking told to do.
Recording a sub while they're in deep subspace and making them say embarrassing things like how much of a cumslut they are or how much they love to suck dick and everytime they mouth off you just send them that video
Because it excites me! I love to see your perfect body ruined. To see it covered in my marks. To see it bruising from my desires. To see the faces you make. To hear the sounds you make. I fucking love it all! It can always turn my mood around and make me cum so hard!
The real question baby girl, is why do you take it?
You can leave at any time. You don’t have to be bruised everyday. You don’t have to live in an environment where you have no idea what will happen to you. You can go and be with someone that will never mark you or bruise you or fuck with your pretty head. Yet here you are, with me.
I know what my fucked up desires and fantasies say about me, but what does your choice to stay, say about you?
Why do I accept the “abuse”, let you bruise me daily, weave your web inside my mind?
Because I need it. I crave the distraction from the torture my brain creates for me, when you’re not making me dance for you .
When I allow you to choreograph my life, the meanest voice in my head gets quiet.
For however dangerous you may be, it pales in comparison to the danger I am to myself.
These bruises and marks aren’t abuse to me, they are proof that you care enough to drag all the chaos I carry inside me to the surface.
I get to release that pain and feel it turn to pleasure.
I thrive off your control.
If you prove that you cannot tame the beasts inside me, you don’t deserve to be the one I allow to replace them.
When I choose to stay, because you’re right, it is my choice, I do it because with you, all my inner demons have found their true purpose…dancing with yours.
The men you've been fucking think "saving you" means tolerating your chaos until they get tired. Then they leave and you're worse than before… now you're abandoned AND ashamed.
I don't tolerate. I don't rescue. I acquire.
You think you want someone to understand your damage? You don't. You want someone to give it a job. A purpose. A container. You want to be useful to someone whose standards are high enough that meeting them actually requires you to become someone.
That's what I mean by "use."
Your hypersexuality becomes service. Your neediness becomes devotion. Your instability becomes intensity that I direct, control, spend. I don't heal your borderline personality disorder. I harness it. I give the volatility somewhere productive to go. And because you're no longer leaking energy into voids that don't fill, you stop the self-destruction… not because you're cured, but because you're finally too valuable to damage.
The self-harm stops because your body is mine now and I don't allow vandalism of my property.
The ghosting stops because you finally have someone who doesn't disappear when you test him.
The identity crisis stops because you have one: mine.
This isn't therapy. This is architecture. I'm building something with materials other men discarded.
Nobody will for you. Nobody will chase you. Take it or keep scrolling.
thinking about playful doms. doms who let you bite them as much as you need. doms who make you laugh. doms who call you a pretty toy when you cum. doms who love aftercare. doms who touch you just as soft as they do rough.
Getting two spiked collars, but for your thighs so that each time I slap your cunt and you try to close your legs you stab yourself with them because when I want you to spread your legs, they fucking stay spread for Daddy.
Are you one of those girls? Those girls that is a walking thesaurus, but when Daddy makes you look into his eyes you can only stutter and mumble and blush as the ability to speak soaks into your panties?
I like those girls! You are such cute little dummies.