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@fumblingtowardecstasy
♡♡♡
Yes please.
find her
among the
wild
things
every day.
Bringing this back because it’s hot as fuck.
Forever and ever a reblog ❤️
Rawr!
Every girl’s crazy about a sharp dressed man…😈🎼
Love and Leashes (2022)
The look on her face in that second frame. Taking in every nuance of his response, savoring it like a confection, as she digs her heel into his chest. *swoons*
I think we need to install mirrors in the dungeon. And watch this series together.
Truth…
🕸...
He had been warned. Under any circumstances, do not allow yourself to be captured. Yet, there he was.
A prisoner.
Helpless.
Vulnerable.
His body naked and bound. Wrists cuffed together and secured above his head. Legs spread, ankles locked into steel shackles bolted into the floor.
His heart pounded at the sound of heels clicking on the hard floor.
The Interrogators.
Their reputation was legendary, their tactics knew no bounds. No man could resist them, and eventually their prisoner always broke.
Always.
He strained futilely at his restraints as thoughts of being at their mercy flooded his mind. He looked on helplessly as they confidently approached, smirking, surrounding their captive.
Soft curves pressed seductively against his chest, while more leaned into his back. He felt hands roaming over his bound flesh, caressing, arousing, his body unable to resist responding.
A voice whispered in his ear. "This can go however you like, honey. Tell us what we want to know from the start and we can make this easy for you."
Another voice in his other ear. "Or, you can try to resist if you like and things will go.... differently."
A soft hand wrapped around his cock and began to sensually stroke. "Just know, the end result will be the same either way. Eventually, you will tell us what we want to know."
Another hand slipped between his legs from behind, capturing his balls, gently kneading and toying with them.
"Mmm hmm," she purred in agreement, her hand beginning to squeeze slightly harder. "You will most definitely talk, baby. The only question is... how difficult do you want to make this on yourself?"
The two women shared a knowing grin at the sound of his barely audible groan. With one hand skillfully working his stiffening cock toward the edge and another gently pleasuring his balls his hips had already begun to move involuntarily, writhing in rhythm with their seductive ministrations.
They took their time, slowly, patiently working him to the edge, then stopping, denying him his release. A moment later, he felt the sensations resume, his body once again feeling the sensation of an orgasm slowly building within him.
They smiled at his soft moan of pleasure, nodding to one another. A mouth sucked teasingly on his earlobe, her voice whispering, "Ready to start, baby? All you need to do is cooperate and we can make this sooo good for you."
His eyes glazed over as a tongue softly teased and probed his other ear, her voice murmuring, "Mmm hmm, tell us what we want... and we'll give you what you want."
Their hands stopped, once again abandoning him, leaving him denied and frustrated once more.
A moment later the soft, knowing hands resumed, but this time... the questions began.
RAWR!!!
Lucky captive.
It’s time for me to do some sexy photos again…
You are the icing on my cupcake. 💜
Now why haven’t I thought of that before?
She’s enjoying tormenting her slut
Looks like a yummy predicament…
Forbidden
Orgasm…. How can such a simple word encompass all that is experienced? I am lost but somehow found. I am seen and can hide nothing. The difference between seconds and minutes wither away and time becomes meaningless. The dedication and focus spent, the heightening desire to achieve climax somehow defined despite being immeasurable. My mind desperately reaching for and clinging to the details in hopes to craft a memory of this moment before it slips from my grasp. And yet, knowing my mind could never precisely replicate the possible from that which seems so impossible. Where do we go when we feel weightless and not even gravity can intervene? Our only salvation is often found in the same agency of our former deliverance. How can it be that at our most vulnerable we become our most transcendent? Senses are ignited as colors and sounds evolve into something indefinable. I am convinced of our divinity. Our breath is stolen from us as we abandon our mortality and embrace boundless existence in delirium. How can something so forbidden feel so reverential?
This is really solid writing.
The essence of tantric sex. Just don't forget to come back.
Take me to church, baby.
•R E M I N D E R•
•Not all men who seek to be controlled enjoy being degraded, humiliated, or being hurt. AND
•Not all women who enjoy control also enjoy degrading, humiliating or inflicting pain.
•Some men who seek to be controlled are also masculine, grown adults who are fully capable of taking care of themselves. AND
•Some women who seek control enjoy giving pleasure.
•Pleasure is a powerful tool to facilitate physiological and neurological change.
• Hypnosis provides a context in which control can be safely and consensually administered AND
•It’s fucking fun
Your mind certainly is fertile ground to plant seeds in.
Yes to more adventures with you, baby