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@gentlemastersstuff
The truth
Objectification is fun, and you are more than your parts.
Degredation is fun, and you have value as a person.
Humiliation is fun, and you deserve privacy, confidence, and pride.
Masochism is fun, and you deserve more than pain.
Sex is fun, and you are more than just a toy.
You are more than your kink, you are supposed to mean more than that to your lover
Cuddles and princess treatment after ruining her insides is a must. Wrapping my arms around her because she’s too cute. Holding her head while she lays it on my chest. Playing with her hair and kissing her forehead while watching her favorite movies. All that while cum keeps leaking out of her little cunt. And seeing her going from a whimpering tearing mess to sleeping peacefully on my chest. Really makes her just perfect
Taking your sub to a sex positive play party so you can fuck them raw in front of a crowd of people <3
it sucks that all of the freeuse porn on the internet is like, the man sticking it in and fucking the girl but the girls stays unaffected and just keeps playing video games or whatever.
i want to be laying on the couch playing video games when daddy comes up and sticks his fat cock into my pussy and immediately starts slamming into me as hard as he can. i want to try to keep playing my game, but fail so badly. i want to be so affected. i want to start whining and moaning, slowly loosing control of my body, the controller slipping out of my hand no matter how hard i tired to keep holding it, my legs widening and back arching on instinct to let daddy get deeper into my pussy. i want to beg him to let me cum,
please please please please let me cum daddy it feels so good daddy i’ve been a good girl daddy please let me cum on your big fat cock 🥺🥺
i want him to let me. i want to squirt all over the couch and make a massive mess. i want daddy to spank me for being bad after he was nice and let me cum.
i want him to put me in a headlock and start fucking me faster as he chokes me. i want the only thing on my brain to be my nice daddy and his big cock. i want him to cum deep deep inside me and hold me there for a second before he drops me, letting my body bounce against the couch as i can’t hold my own weight up. i want him to smack my ass before putting me in the position he found me in, picking my controller off of the floor and placing it back in my hand.
i want 30 minutes to go by before i realize i’ve just been staring at the screen, brain dead.
that’s the kind of free use porn i want to see 🥺🥺
Here’s the thing that some people don’t seem to understand about sex & kink. You have to respect boundaries before you get to push them. You have to show people they’re safe before you get to make them feel scared. You have to respect people before you get to degrade them. You have to be normal with people before you get to be dirty with them. You can’t be skipping steps. Treating them like a person always comes before treating them like a toy.
I keep getting doms in my messages and I just have to say: I don’t think even half of you understand the type of commitment it takes to have a submissive.
A true d/s relationship requires high prioritization. A submissive is trusting you to care for their emotions while you are wielding power of them. This isn’t a dynamic for someone who just wants kinky sex. You need to learn your submissive’s triggers, their trauma, their blindspots, and their nonverbal cues that they are past the point of being able to safe word. It’s not just about pleasure and getting off. You need to be prepared to reassure your submissive that they’re valuable to you as a person. Sometimes you’ll need to know that they need this when they might not know themself. Because to be a dominant is a power role. That power can easily become unbalanced and easily become abusive if you’re not constantly communicating and being conscious of the impact of your words and actions.
To any subs reading this: you deserve a dom who is educated about d/s and truly cares for you as a person. Have high standards. It can suck not to have a dom, but it’s so much more damaging to yourself and your future relationships to have a bad dom than it’s worth.
You waking up realising you're handcuffed to the bed. You gasp and moan in surprise when you realise that a vibrator is inside your wet pussy.
I come in and explain to you that daddy works from home today and that I'll need a relieve toy for when I take my breaks or need to vent my stress.
I start with taking the vibrator out and rail your holes roughly and fast, not giving you a chance to cum. Then as I return to a new meeting I'll put the vibrator in again. Just to do it all over again after the meeting and so the days go on...
At the end of the day I ask you how it feels to be daddy's cumdumpster. You just ramble incoherent slutnoises with your cum covered body and I sigh and unzip my pants again.
You look so good with your legs spread. Look at that dripping wet pussy *spank* you want me in your pussy? *spank* look at you shake when I slap that cunt *spank* good girl *spank* *spank* *spank* tell me who you belong to. Tell me it’s mine to use *spank* say it.
Being degraded and praised at the same time makes me so wet,,
"You're such a good fucking slut"
"Be a good whore and come here"
"Pretty little cumdump"
Makes my heart go HhH– i love it
I was sitting in the stacks taking a break from my dissertation research when I heard his voice.
“You really shouldn’t be sitting like that, Little Girl…”
We had set a lunch date, but I must have lost track of time.
I immediately moved my legs up and kneeled, demuring myself before him. I hadn’t been paying attention or thinking about rule #1 (No panties, at any time).
Why didn’t I just wear pants?! Because it was too damn hot for pants in the library since the AC busted last week. So I’d had no choice... But I knew Daddy would say “there is always a choice, Kitten. You just didn’t like either option.”
He cleared his throat.
Shit, my mind had wandered when I was supposed to be focused on rule #2! (Kneeling before him in submission after time apart, as long as the space was private).
"First you put your pussy on display for anyone to see, and then you let your mind wander while you’re suppose to be displaying your respect. Is everything okay, Kitten?”
“It’s just a lot being filed into my brain Sir, and sometimes it feels like the reference cards are in the wrong order.”
“I understand, Kitten. You have been at this for a while, it makes sense that your brain is a little tired and confused.”
I exhaled with relief… but I should have known better.
“Be that as it may, you did not abide by the spirit of the rules, so I cannot abide that without some correction,” he said as he sat down.
“Since you didn’t mind being on display a few minutes ago, I think right here will do just fine.”
“Yes, Sir.” I sighed.
I knew there was no use arguing. He understood, and if he felt like foregoing punishment was the right move, he would have made that call.
He leads. I follow.
I leaned forward until my hands hit the floor, and crawled towards him like a good pet.
When I reached him, he said “good girl, now what do you do?”
I moved until I was bent over his lap, ass up, ready for discipline.
“I think 5 will be fine, but they will be hard, and you must be quiet,” he said.
“I don’t know if I can be quiet, Sir,” I said, looking up at him.
I watched him watch me as he took off his tie. I opened my mouth dutifully and felt his fingers on my chin as he gagged me with it.
The library was deserted, thankfully I was not on a traditional time table for my dissertation, and most people were not in need of the books yet.
“Now, Kitten, with this gag you won’t be able to count, so I will.”
I nodded my head in response.
“One.”
His hand came down, fuck, really fucking hard, and I jumped forward, yelping around his tie in my mouth.
“Two.”
I settled back, and he hit my bottom again. Harder this time.
“Three.”
Harder again. Just on the edge of too much. I started crying. I rocked in his lap, tears coming down, body slack as the fourth one hit my tender bottom.“
"Four. Last one, Kitten, you’re doing such a wonderful job taking these spankings. You are such a good girl. My Good Girl.”
I smiled through the tears at his praise. Then I braced myself. The last one was always the hardest. His hand came down and tears turned to sobs.
“Five.” He said, and pulled me into his arms.
He rocked me as I sobbed, the pain releasing something deep inside of me.
I don’t know how long we sat there. How long he held me and caressed me. How long he whispered praise and gratitude before removing the gag.
“How do you feel Kitten?” He asked when my tears had slowed from his soothing.
I thought about it.
“Lighter, Sir.”
“Good.”
"Thank you, Daddy."
"You're very welcome, my Kitten."
He helped me off his lap, stood up and looked at me. Outline of his hardness in his pants. Pupils a deep dark.
“We both need to get back to work, but don’t forget to put your salve on. You may cum once this afternoon if you would like, but you will record it and send it to me.”
He knew me too well.
He knew I was soaking wet from the pain. He chose spanking because he knew that it would help clear my head, allow me to focus, make me want… but still be a reminder of propriety within the rules.
“Yes, Sir.” I said.
He leads, I follow.
“When I get home, I’d like you to be in position #4.” He said, adjusting himself from the pain of unfulfilled arousal.
I swallowed and looked at him.
Position #4, fuck, that meant….
“Yes, Kitten, I am going to completely ravage that pretty asshole of yours tonight. It’s going to hurt, you’re going to take it and you’re going to cum all over my cock. Then you are going to thank me.”
His eyes were glazed over as he leaned down and kissed me goodbye.
“But not until I let you.” He said, and walked out.
He leads, I follow.
I think there should be more rep for creepy fucked-up women as doms in cnc fantasies.
Instead of jacked sports guys using you as a toy, imagine jacked sports butches.
That creepy stranger who gropes you a bit in public? Maybe that's a creepy milf!
A fun-loving seemingly air-headed party girl can drug you and kidnap you just as easily as a frat guy.
Maybe the friend who snaps and gives into temptation around you is the shy nerdy girl who you wrote off as totally harmless.
Instead of being forced to suck his dick, you're being forced to suck her girlcock.
And personally, I think any cnc fantasy can be improved by imagining the dom as a classic femme fatale, with perfect sharp makeup and a hungry look in her eye.
When he chokes you and growls “shut up” in your ear
When her eyes roll back and she bites her lip after~
