Desperatelydenied

[cumctrl]

Here’s another instruction video. I made two tonight. One ends with an orgasm, the other, not so much. No peeking. Run it, or don’t run it. Do it or don’t look. I will post the other one tomorrow night, and you can do that one tomorrow. Maybe it will be better, maybe this is the bad one. Flip a coin.

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[wanders-in-wonderland]

Difficult Decisions

I find myself restrained to a gynecologist’s chair, my legs strapped into stirrups that leave me splayed open and helpless while my arms are held in place above my head.

I hear the door to the room open as he walks in with a devious smile on his face. “Hi there, pretty girl. You ready to have some fun?” He’s still fully clothed, looking like he stepped out from a boardroom meeting with his collared shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his slacks that fit him perfectly. I smile back at him, “Hi honey, what do you have planned this time?”

He grins and doesn’t answer as he approaches me, reaching out a hand to brush gently against my hair before dropping a soft kiss on my forehead, “We’re gonna play a little game today…”

I feel a shiver of excitement creep up my spine when I think about the last time we played a game. He pulls away from me and I watch him walk out of my field of vision, hearing him rustling around.

His voice reaches me from across the room, “Now I know you have a bad habit of being indecisive. And normally, I love that about you and I’m more than happy to make decisions for you. But today, you’re really going to practice your decision making skills. Because I’m going to be presenting you with a variety of different things to choose from. And if you don’t choose, I will, and I promise, it won’t be nearly as fun for you if I choose for you. And your first decision happens right now: blindfold or gag?”

My mind races to process everything he just said as I strain my neck to try to see him. “Wait, what? I don’t know!” My voice pitches with confusion as I watch him walk towards me.

“Tsk tsk tsk, come on, pretty girl. Pick one, either I blindfold you or I gag you. Which one? Choose before I choose for you,” he says, holding up my two options for me to see.

I feel my body react as I come to terms with what’s happening. He’s going to ruin me tonight but he’s going to make me choose how he does it. And every part of my body tightens with anticipation. I can feel my pussy throbbing and I know I’m already dripping wet.

“Blindfold,” I say, my voice shaking slightly. I see him smirk before he stalks towards me, bringing the soft cloth around my head to cover my eyes. I shudder slightly as my vision goes black.

He brings his mouth to my ear and murmurs softly, “Good girl, see that wasn’t so hard was it? Time for another decision, where do you want my mouth? On your hard achy nipples or your swollen little clit?” I whimper in response, feeling my body clench.

“On my clit please, daddy,” I whisper softly. I hear him chuckle before he presses his lips gently against mine and drops soft kisses down towards my drippy pussy. I feel his large, warm hands come up to rest against my thighs, and without any other warning, his licks a long stripe along my clit.

I let out a whimper as the feeling overwhelms me as he continues to focus his attention and tongue on my most sensitive part. My hips are arching desperately against him, trying to get closer to him but the restraints are too tight and offer no slack.

He pulls away for a brief moment to taunt me, “Aw pretty girl, does that feel good? You like having daddy’s tongue on your clit hm? Keep making pretty sounds for me, just like that.” His voice wrap around me and I moan in response, too turned on to formulate words to reply.

His mouth feels like magic against me as he sucks my clit with just the right amount of pressure before nipping me softly in a way that makes me whine from pained pleasure.

“Another decision for you, pretty girl. You want my fingers inside of your wet little pussy or that tight ass of yours?” He purrs deviously.

“I, ah, in my pussy, please!” I cry out without even really thinking, all I want is to feel him fill me up. My voice tapers off into a scream when he slams two fingers into my cunt without hesitation.

He curls them, finding my g-spot with heart-stopping accuracy that makes me arch my back and moan loudly. “Yeah, you like that don’t you, pretty girl? Come on, scream for me, that’s it, show me who owns this fucking cunt.” He matches the tempo of his thrusting fingers with his words as he forces my body into submission. I can feel the first inklings of an orgasm starting to form when he bends down to reclaim my clit in his mouth, drawing a high keening wail out of my mouth.

The feeling of his mouth on my clit and his fingers in my pussy are pulling desperate pants and moans out of my mouth as I feel myself chasing after an orgasm that’s fast approaching.

“Please, daddy, please, ah fuck, it feels so good, please can I cum?” I beg, my voice trembling with want and need.

His mouth leaves my clit to give me an answer that makes me want to cry. “Oh no, not yet, pretty girl. Cumming isn’t an option in your next choice. You’re just going to have to hold back that orgasm for me. Can you be a good girl and do that for me?” His voice is tinged with mockery as he scissors his fingers in and out of me with blinding accuracy.

I can feel tears welling up in my eyes as I tense my body, trying to stave off the orgasm that’s building to almost unbearable heights. “Please, please, please, I can’t, I can’t, please daddy,” I babble between moans and whines.

“Pretty girl, I know you can. Be good for me, darling, I promise it’ll be worth it. Look at you, all mindless and desperate, so fucking perfect,” he presses his lips against mine as his fingers maintain their tempo on my pussy, his thumb replacing his tongue against my clit.

I can taste myself on him and I lose myself in the kiss, feeling my head spin from all of the different sensations he’s forcing me to endure. I feel the knot in my stomach tighten as I try my hardest to keep from cumming, trying so, so hard to be a good girl for him.

He breaks away from my lips and trails his mouth down my neck and collarbone, leaving soft kisses that are so gentle and so starkly contrasted with how brutal his fingers are pounding into my cunt. I can feel my body teetering on the brink, every cell in my body focusing on holding off my orgasm so I can be his good girl.

Just as I feel my control slipping, he pulls his fingers from my pussy and lands a single, harsh slap against me, striking my clit with a wretched accuracy that makes me scream and startles me away from the edge.

I hear him laugh and feel him pull away from my body. I’m panting and shaking as my body comes down from its high.

“Another choice for you to make, pretty girl. Do you want your pretty little clit pumped or clamped?”

I whimper softly and shake my head. “Wait, please, I can’t, it’ll be too much, please, daddy!”

“Pick now, or I pick and I promise I will make it so much worse,” he growls at me, wrapping a hand around my throat to drive home his point.

I gasp and whisper, “Pump, please.”

He laughs and tightens his hand around my neck, “See, was that so difficult?” His releases my neck and I feel his lips meet mine in a soft touch that is so different from his previous actions. When he pulls away, his voice is soft and caring, “You okay, honey? Do you remember our safe word?”

I nod and smile softly, “I’m okay, I promise I’ll use it if I need it.”

“Good,” his touch is gentle against my hair as I feel him drop another kiss on my head. His fingers trail down my body and brush gently against my clit, making me gasp and whine.

He lands another hard slap against my pussy that makes me shriek before he pulls away completely and I hear him rustling around across the room. I shift as best as I can in the chair, my mind racing, knowing that what comes next might break me.

I jump slightly when I feel his hand run up along my thigh before coming to stroke my clit softly. I moan in response and gasp when I feel the hard ridges of the pump nudge my clit. I’m so dripping wet that he doesn’t need any lube to seal the pump around my sensitive nub.

“I’m going to make you scream, pretty girl,” he coos at me before giving the pump its first squeeze. The tightness overwhelms me immediately, and I arch up uselessly, letting out a sharp moan.

He laughs and gives another pump of the device, the feeling of the suction making my clit burn with painful pleasure. “Look at that pink little clit, all pretty and sensitive, yeah? That drippy pussy is all mine, isn’t it? Mine to play with whenever I fucking want,” he hums at me as he pumps a third time.

I’m gasping and trembling now, my brain too scrambled to think properly as I let out desperate cries. Suddenly, a blinding stab of painful pleasure shoots through my body when he flicks the pump. I scream and I hear him laugh in response as he continues to flick the device, every touch against it amplifying harshly onto my aching, over-sensitized clit.

“Please, please, no, daddy, please stop, it’s too much!” My voice is shrill in my own ears as I writhe on the chair, trying futilely to protect myself from the onslaught of horrible pleasure and pain. “Don’t be silly, darling, you chose this, remember? You made this decision, now you have to suffer the consequences,” his voice is full of condescension as he gives another squeeze to the pump, making me let out a broken cry.

The pleasure makes me wail when he lands a particularly harsh flick to the pump and the dizzying pleasure makes my head spin. I can feel my wetness dripping out of my cunt as he keeps up with the slaps.

He wraps a free hand around my throat and slides two fingers into my pussy, curling them to rub perfectly against my g-spot. I let out a keening cry as the combination of the clit pump and his fingers makes stars appear in my vision. He doesn’t stop either, maintaining his fingers while flicking the pump every once in a while in an unpredictable pattern that makes me beg.

“Poor, pretty girl, is that too much for you to handle? We’re nowhere near done yet, but I have another choice for you. Do you want me to leave this pump on or take it off?”

I don’t hesitate with my answer, I want the pump off, the pained pleasure too much for me the handle. “Ah, please, please I want the pump off, please daddy!”

I hear him laugh darkly in my ear, “I forgot to mention, once the pump comes off, I’m replacing it with your favorite vibrator.”

I gasp, “Wait no, please no, that’s too much, please I can’t handle that, please daddy!”

He doesn’t give me any mercy. The release of the pump makes me sob brokenly as the flood of blood makes me shake as every sensation narrows into my clit. He doesn’t waste any time, slamming the bulb of the vibrator down against my bright red, swollen clit, ignoring my begging and pleading for him to stop.

“Right there, pretty girl. Fuck look at how red your pretty clitty is, all swollen and sensitive like that. I almost feel bad using this vibrator on you, but that’s what you chose, isn’t it?” I sob as I feel the relentless vibrations violate my most sensitive area.

I feel a horrible, overwhelming orgasm start to build, the feeling shooting through me with no mercy.

“Ah, please, daddy, I’m going to cum, please!” I’m delirious with pleasure and too far gone to have any hopes of controlling myself.

“Last choice for you, pretty girl. If you cum now, I’m going to leave this vibrator right here and let it destroy you. Or, I can stop now and I’ll fuck your cunt until you cum on my cock.”

“Please, no, daddy, no, I can’t, stop, please! Please, I want your cock!” I wail just as my orgasm erupts outside of my control, my pussy clenching as I squirt my release.

He laughs darkly, “Looks like your body made your decision for you. I guess you don’t want my cock today, hm?”

He grinds the bulb of the vibrator even harder against me, the feeling shooting through my orgasmic haze to rip a begging cry out of my mouth. The overstimulation is torturous on my swollen, sensitive clit and there’s nothing I can do to convince him to stop.

Tears have soaked through my blindfold and my voice is hoarse from the begging and screaming he’s forced from me. Another bone-shattering orgasm starts to build on the tail end of my first and I have no way to cope with it. I scream and I start to hear ringing in my own ears as he maintains the horrible vibrator on my clit.

Some incomprehensible amount of time later, I’ve cum so many times I’ve lost count and I can’t do anything but whimper softly as my body takes everything he forces onto me. My head is spacey and I don’t have a single ounce of energy left in my body when he finally pulls the vibrator away and takes my blindfold off. I stare up at him with dazed eyes and see him laugh at the fucked out look on my face.

He captures my lips in a rough kiss, and I see that he has one hand fisted around his hard cock. He hasn’t even bothered to take his clothes off, just unbuckled his pants enough to pull himself out. “I’m not done with you yet, just because I gave you choices to make doesn’t mean you have control. I’m going to fuck you until I’m satisfied and show you who you belong to, pretty girl,” he says, eyes meeting mine as he lines up his cock with my dripping cunt.

Without any other warning, he slams into me and I scream. He sets a ruthless pace and despite the countless orgasms he forced me through earlier, I can feel the pleasure beginning to build again. I’m helpless as he takes what he wants from me, his groans of pleasure filling my ears as my own whimpers start to raise in pitch as I feel myself getting pushed closer and closer to another orgasm.

His fingers find my clit and he expertly draws me to the edge as each thrust buries his cock against my cervix, making me lightheaded with pleasure. “Fuck, nothing like having your perfect cunt throbbing around my cock, you’re so fucking good, darling, just like that,” his voice is deep in my ear as I feel his hips start to lose their pattern and I know he’s close too.

I let out a guttural cry when he pinches my clit between his two fingers and buries himself inside of me, the combination of everything making me erupt one final time. My cunt spasms around his cock and I feel him shudder and explode deep inside of me with a groan. I tremble through my orgasm, feeling my pussy milk his cock as I come down from my high.

I watch through bleary eyes as he pulls his cock out, forcing a soft whimper out of me as he leaves me feeling empty. He reaches out a hand to cup my face. “You are perfect, pretty girl. How’d you like that, hm?” His voice is soft and gentle and I nuzzle my face into his hand before replying, “It was perfect, I loved it all.”

[frenchvelvetkisses]

"you’re being awfully loud today, aren't you? tapping your nails, rolling your eyes, pushing every little boundary just to see if I’m still paying attention. you’re practically begging for me to snap" I’m not even looking at her. I’m just turning the page of my book, perfectly calm, while she sits there vibrating with all that unspent bratty energy. I can hear her breathing change. she hates being ignored. she thinks if she pushes hard enough I’ll just give in and play her game. she has no idea I’ve already decided exactly how this ends. "come here." It’s not a request. she stumbles a bit caught off guard by the sudden drop in my voice. when she’s close enough I hook my fingers into her belt loop and pull her between my knees. she tries to smirk, tries to say something but I press my lips against hers to silence her. "you’ve been asking for my attention for two hours. now you have it. all of it. and you’re going to wish you hadn't" I slowly slide my hand down until i reach between her legs. she gasps while my fingers caress her gently through the fabric. I just hold the pressure there. "you don't touch yourself. you don't move your hips. you don't even breathe deeply unless I tell you it's okay. you wanted to play? sure but I make the rules” the flip is instant. the bratty light in her eyes dies out, replaced by that wide eyed and apprehensive look. "I’m going to edge you until you can’t remember your own name. and every time you think you’re allowed to cum I’m going to stop. I’m going to take my hands away and make you sit there until you beg. you wanted me to notice you sweetheart... well, I’m noticing everything now aren’t I? hands back. I didn't say you could touch me yet” I pull my hand away just as she’s about to cum, leaving her in that agonizing empty space. she lets out a sound, that half sob half growl her hips stuttering as she tries to chase the ghost of my fingers. she looks wrecked, hair a mess, lips swollen, and those eyes that were so full of attitude an hour ago are now just glazed and pleading. "I... please" she chokes out her back arching off the bed "I can't. It hurts. please I’m sorry” I love this part. the moment her attitude finally dissolves and I’m left with just the raw honest vulnerable version of her. completely at my mercy. "you’re sorry? for which part sweetheart, the eye rolling or the way you kept talking over me? actually don't answer. I don't want words. I want to see you work for it" i want her to show me how sorry she is. I lean over her, my lips hovering just an inch from her ear, my hand caressing her inner thighs. I’m not touching her anymore, but I can feel her trembling. she’s dripping, the scent of her filling the space between us, and she’s shaking so violently she can barely keep her hands above her head. a few denied orgasms later, I whisper "tell me what do you want. say it clearly”. "let me cum... please please let me" she whimpers, her voice breaking. "good girl. now stay absolutely still while I give it to you" I sink three fingers in her all at once hard and deep hitting that spot I know makes her brain short circuit. her entire body vibrating as the orgasm hits her. I don't let her drift off though, I keep the pace steady, grinding my palm against her, forcing her to feel every single throb and after shock. "look at that" I whisper watching her eyes roll back. "look how easily you break. you’re such a pretty mess for me. my quiet needy perfect mess. was it worth the wait?" I don't even wait for an answer. I just kiss her forehead. finally letting her go limp knowing that for the rest of the night she won't be saying a word.

[blushforher]

“ican’tican’tican’t- mommy please! ugh please its too much! you’re so big i- fuck!” sub

x

"shhh, baby, but you're so wet for mommy. if you wanted me to stop, you wouldn't be making such a mess right?” dom

[frenchvelvetkisses]

obsessed with making her so desperate, so frustrated that she has to tell me exactly what she needs. I watch her squirm, pretending she doesn’t want anything.

"why are you trembling?" my fingers tracing slow circles along her inner thigh, eyes deliberately fixed on the television, ignoring the attention she’s craving.

"do you need me, baby?" leaning in to kiss her neck. “where do you need me, sweetheart ? tell me." she shyly looks away. I trail my fingers over her panties, teasing. "do you need me to touch you here?" she finally nods.

"use your words.” she doesn’t hesitate, bucking her hips. "yes…please right here."

I let her words guide my hands, let her lead the game, teaching her how good it feels to ask for exactly what she wants.

[sentinelq]

I need you by my side while I'm watching a movie, immobilized with your legs tied open.

My fingers teasing your pussy and clit, edging you until you can't take it. Then continuously teasing you and making you drip for hours.

And everytime you can't take it and beg me with your whimpers, I stop rubbing you, come up behind you and rest your head on my chest then tickle your armpits as punishment.

"Ssshhhhh, daddy's watching a movie, try to be a good girl and stay quiet, okay?" while you're squirming in squirty laughter.

[useyourwordsdarling]

Making her read her favorite book while sitting on my lap with a vibrator between her legs. But if she moans or make any sounds, I turn it off. Until she can’t help herself and let out a little whimper.

“Did I just hear you whimper baby..You know what happens when you do..” Turning the vibrator off with her almost tearing up and begging me to turn it back on “God you want this so badly, it must be embarrassing how you can’t even hide it..”.

“Aww you’re shaking..isn’t that so fucking adorable..You want me to turn it back, don’t you princess? Then, Beg. For. It..” Her tears falling down her blushy cheeks. Shuttering and struggling to speak. Looking down and avoiding eye contact. “Oh baby…don’t get shy on me now..” I put my hands on her cheeks and make her look at me “Use your words darling, tell me what you want. Tell Daddy you need this”.

She finally let the words out, with her face turned into a red mess when looking up to me. “Good girl..that’s it, that’s much better princess..” I kiss her forehead and I turn it back on to instantly hear her relieved whimpers “I know baby I know…you were waiting for it for so long..My poor little girl who gets so needy and wet when sitting on my lap”.

Turning it to a higher setting and getting her close to the edge. Seeing the way she moans, the way her legs shake, the way her thoughts slowly leave her body. “You’re doing so well baby..so fucking well..I’ll need you to cum for me now, okay? Be a good girl and get close for daddy, show me how badly you need this..” I kiss her neck and slide a finger inside her cunt with the vibrator still on her clit. Fingering her until she can’t help it anymore and comes for me.

“You’re such a good girl princess, I’m so proud of you, I just love seeing how much you enjoy being touched this way. And you did amazing for me..” I gently kiss her head and I slap her clit a few times and giggle “Aww it hurts? I know it does baby I know, you’re just so adorable when sensitive I couldn’t help it..Why don’t we get some rest now? I need to squeeze you in my arms for a while. You’re so precious..”

[thatguyfromtmblr]

[swirlsandtwirls-deactivated2025]

please oh please oh please

[wintertraumaposting]

Oh, you *need* to cum?

Well, in that case, I'm pretty excited to see what happens if you don't.

[misssmeat-deactivated20251019]

Being forced to beg for an edge is one of the most degrading things to do to someone.

Begging for the privilege of being denied.

That’s fucked up, y’all.

[yourloyalwatchdog]

CW: hypnotic induction, light confusion induction, obedience triggers, suggestion to share this post

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they say your mind is in its absolute dumbest state while you're scrolling through social media.

it must be so easy to slip subtle messages into these simple strings of words that might sneak past your conscious mind and seep right into your subconscious, because that's the only part of you that needs to understand what i'm saying right now.

it can be so easy to start to zone out and find yourself forgetting everything around you. your eyes can sometimes find themselves so fixated on the screen, on reading each and every word so carefully that everything else you were thinking before becomes simply irrelevant, just pops away like bubbles in a clear blue sky.

and you might think you want to look away, but you'd be wrong. think about it. you haven't yet, have you? that must be because you really want to be here, right? so why would you look away now if you want this?

don't think about it too hard. or let your mind wander, that's okay too. either way, a part of you is clearly interested in what i have to say, so i know you'll come back for more. if you're still reading this, it's because

you want this.

i didn't put you in this state. you chose this, didn't you? i know you've been scrolling and scrolling for minutes, hours, or maybe even days waiting to find that certain someone who would be brave enough to tell you how you're completely docile right now.

that's okay. everybody feels this sometimes, when they scroll for such a long time. it's perfectly normal, so you can just allow yourself to let go and sink into it. everything else can just fade into the background while you focus more and more on my words.

there you go, that's better...

it's much more enjoyable when you let your mind relax and enjoy this feeling, now isn't it?

that's right. it feels good. you want this.

hm... i bet all those pesky thoughts are such hard work, aren't they? it must be exhausting, having to use your brain so much, huh? wouldn't it be so much easier to let me do all the thinking for you instead?

of course it would. so i'm going to do you a favor in a few moments, if you can just focus and follow along for me, ok?

very good. you're doing so well. you're really so good at reading every one of my words and letting them into your empty mind.

i'm going to count from 10, down to 1, and with every number, you may notice that it's becoming harder and harder to think of anything but the numbers. so eager to reach the next one, anticipating it, but staying focused on reading the words between, because that's what i've told you to do, and you probably don't have the mind to disobey me, do you?

or, of course, you might not notice anything at all as you become more and more...

blank.

you want this.

so we start with

10,

your mind drifting in a state of perpetual fuzz, like draping you in a soft, cozy blanket.

9,

relaxing into the warmth, because it's nice and comfortable and safe here.

8,

each number acts like the snap of my fingers, bringing you to attention and keeping your focus.

7,

reading more, thinking less.

6,

and however your body reacts, it's perfectly fine and normal.

5,

it means you're comfortable here with me, and that's very good.

4,

getting so close to where you want to be now, and however deep you want to go, you can go.

3,

it's exciting to realize that my thoughts are becoming your thoughts. you're becoming emptier. and that feels good.

2,

feeling so good now, so much bliss and deep relaxation. you're ready for me to finish counting, waiting so desperately for that last number.

and

1,

just let yourself

DROP.

you want this.

you want to be hypnotized, and it feels so good as you

DROP.

it's okay if you slump over a bit, or your eyes flutter. but you'll keep them open, because you want to keep reading.

you want to

DROP.

you want this.

and because you want this, you will allow it into your mind.

you want my words to be true.

it feels good when my words are true, doesn't it?

you want to nod your head.

and so you nod your head.

you want to

DROP.

every time i tell you to

DROP.

you go so much deeper.

and you want to go deeper.

you want this.

and because you want this, it will become true.

so when i, or anyone you trust to control you, tells you

you want this.

you'll find yourself wanting it. and it feels so natural, because you do want it, don't you? you must, if you feel this strongly about it.

and of course you do, because

you want this to be true.

and just like that, it is. but you've chosen to let it become true, and that is important.

you will only do what you're comfortable doing. wanting something doesn't mean you have to do it. you still have free will, and if you don't feel safe in doing something, you will not have to do it. remember this.

this is for your safety. i need you to be safe, and take care of yourself. good playthings take care of themselves.

now...

you want this.

you want to be hypnotized.

you want to read my words.

you want to obey my words.

you want to

DROP.

even deeper for me.

that's it. you've done so well.

so let's put this to the test, what do you say?

you want to like this post.

you want to reblog this post and share how good it made you feel.

you want to read this again whenever it comes up on your feed.

and when you reread this, the suggestions within will become so much stronger, and control you even deeper.

feel the desire to follow my suggestions grow stronger with each passing moment. but you won't yet. you'll finish reading this, and then you'll obey your orders.

after you've liked and reblogged this post, you'll wake from this trance as slowly or as quickly as you'd like. if you want to take a few minutes to bask in this pleasant relaxation, that's perfectly okay, and if you'd rather come all the way up as soon as you're finished, that's fine too. whenever you choose to wake up, you'll do so feeling refreshed, and ready to take on the rest of your day with a smile.

now go ahead and follow my instructions. i know you want to give in.

i hope you enjoyed this, and that you have a lovely rest of your day :)

[wanders-in-wonderland]

I like when he mindlessly plays with my cunt and fingers me while his focus is on something else. He’s not even paying attention to the effect he has on me. It takes so little for him to turn me into a dripping, whimpering slut who’s entire focus is narrowed on him. Show me how easy it is to own me.

[stone-hard-packing]

why are YOU whining about getting edged?? don't you know how hard it is for me? all I wanna do is see you cum over and over until you go fucking braindead but instead I'm taking my time with you, treating you nice, making sure it's gonna be extra good for you. so why don't you thank me? say it. say "thank you for not letting me cum yet." good job. say it again.

[slurpeeslurper-deactivated20250]

I love being gagged. Please take away my ability to talk, which is a huge part of being a regular human being. When I can’t speak (intelligibly), I really do feel like an object. When I’m bound, I can’t resist. When I’m gagged, I can’t even object.

I’m just a lil chatterbox who likes being controlled.

[useyourwordsdarling]

Pretty little girls who can’t hold it anymore and cum without permission. Just to have their cunts slapped and rubbed even after they came. Because that’s what happens when you cum without permission princess. And the more she whines from how sensitive it is, the more it makes me want to keep rubbing her throbbing clit “Aww it hurts? Deal with it baby, if you wanted to cum this badly you couldn’t hold it then you’ll be forced to cum again no matter how much it hurts you <3”

[hiimnothere1-deactivated2025112]

I miss playing with someone's Bluetooth toy.

It was so fun sitting in call with them, listening to them talk about their day and just deciding to turn it all the way up and hearing them get cut off as they hold back a moan.

That was so addicting to listen to.

"How was your day, darling?"

"It was good. I ha-"

"Is there something wrong? You okay?"

"F-Fuck you..."

"That's not nice~"

Playing games with them and torturing them mid game.

Punishing them for whatever reason I could find, no matter how small.

Just these intimate moments made me want to bully them more.

[nutlessspeedrun]

god i so badly want someone to control my orgasms like, full-time.

id love to have someone who'll just casually reach into my pants and work me up, and then tell me to go about my day (despite the throbbing between my legs)

or knowing that whenever they initiate sex, it isnt for the sake of making me cum. they know that my true pleasure is in being a good toy! making cute noises, making them feel good, dripping all the lube they could ever need...

or even just being a toy for them to play with during a movie. fingers lightly brushing all my sensitive spots over and over, but theyre barely even looking at me... turning into a leaky, panting mess beside them, meanwhile theyre just enjoying the feeling of my wet skin against their fingers.

i just wanna be a good little edge toy for someone!! play with meee...

... any takers??