Did i mention i love my boobs?

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@mymanysecrets
Did i mention i love my boobs?
Being told someone jacked off to me, whether it was something I did or something I said or just the idea of me doing something hot, is so fucking hot. I love being an object of pleasure, a toy for you to get a release to.
I wish my nipples were even bigger and even more sensitive and even having them brush against the inside of my top made me so horny it was genuinely hard to think
and I wish that my friends knew and they thought it was hilarious/hot that they could just casually rub them and see me become a drooling, wet, stupid mess
Like, mid conversation they start just rubbing super gently and I can continue a bit but then they give a good squeeze and I physically can't restrain myself from moaning and leaning into it
As long as they keep playing with my nipples, they can do anything to me and I won't be able to resist. Someone sucks on them for a bit and I'm grinding and humping against them, mindless
They strip me, put nipple suckers on me, attach some weights to those, tie my hands behind my back so I can't get them off, and watch me shake as I deal with how horny I get every time I move even a bit. They might pull me over, slide a cock or fingers inside me, fuck me and make my tits bounce, or they just slap them to make me moan and drool from the stimulation...
Maybe they even attach vibrators onto the suckers, and watch me cum my brains out for a while... They could do anything they want to me as long as my nipples stay stimulated
By the time they finally take pity on me, it's been hours (or even days, maybe months?) and my nipples are so swollen and sensitive, they're super stretched out and thick, the air on them makes me cum so hard I collapse, and it's another half hour before I can even register I'm in some shady adult shop, with one of those massive special order super thick monster dildos inside me, and my friend who took me there told me they thought it was hot/funny that they were able to shove me down onto it with no resistance because of how stupid I get from my teats
I realise then that I'm wearing a collar and leash, and my friend is handing it over to the shady owner of the store, who says they're looking forward to trying out all the different ways they and their customers can think of to keep me an empty-headed cow whore, and before I can start to object, they stick a pair of wireless vibrating nipple rings on me and set them to the highest setting, and my brain melts as my tits take over
Toy loves showing off her tits randomly
Toy loves showing off for men
Toy loves showing off
please jerk off to me edging please moan and cum hard while i whine in frustration please let me taste your release while you deny mine please let me watch your hard cock bounce in front of my face please cum all over my face or tits or denied pussy please make me edge harder than ever before knowing you won't let me have an orgasm please cum while denying me
Seeing my tits up on someone else’s blog turns me on so bad. Like yes please spread my body around as jerk off material. Like I’m nothing more than a toy to be played with. I want to be used so bad
Psst. Bimbos out there. I've got a little secret for you.
Something that you can do, wherever you are or whatever you're in the middle of, to help you remind yourself how deeply controlled you are.
Follow along with me, okay? I'll teach you all about it.
First, I want you to take notice of the weight and presence of your breasts. It doesn't matter if they're big or small, tan or pale, perky or heavy. Any pair of tits will work for this little exercise.
And when I say take notice, I really mean take notice. Do your best and try to focus for me on the way that they move if you shake your shoulders, the way that your clothes or the air feel against their skin. The shape and color of your nipples, and how perky they're getting as you pour more and more focus into your tits.
Just focusing on those pretty titties for me, ladies.
Not having to think about anything else, just your own unique and beautiful boobs.
Now we'll take it a step further, okay? I want you to reach your hands up to your chest and give your breasts a big slow squeeze. Really focus on how they feel in your hands. Are they a comfy handful, or are they spilling out of your grip? How soft is the skin? How warm do they feel to the touch?
And just massage them for me. Slow, methodical, finding a rhythm.
Continue following on. I know it's a lot of reading, I know that thinking might be getting tougher as you focus more and more on your perfect tits. You're doing so well, honey. So good for me.
As you squish and squeeze, let your breathing slow. Let your eyes start to glaze over certain words of mine, soft and unfocused. You don't need to think too hard. You don't need every word. Just focus on the pretty pink ones. You have these tits of yours to play with.
Just letting yourself get lost in the comforting softness, the weight of them in your hands. Those teasing movements becoming more and more automatic. Less thinking needed. You have your tits. You don't need to think.
You have your tits.
You don't need to think.
That's how our little secret is going to work, honey. See, whenever you get a little too overwhelmed, whenever you feel like you need to just turn your mind off, you have your own built-in stress balls right here.
Give your tits a squeeze, and it's shocking how easily those thoughts come to a halt.
Give your boobs a bounce, and isn't it easy to forget what was bothering you in the first place?
Give those pretty titties attention and focus, and you'll find yourself forgetting all about your thoughts...
Letting go of all your worries...
Massaging your mind out through your tits...
And letting yourself
just
Drop.
i want to make a pretty girl ride me in front of a mirror so she can see how needy she looks. while switching positions when she gets too whiney, hand on her neck to keep her in her place looking into the mirror while the other holds her hips as i fuck her dumb brains out and drag orgasm after orgasm till she’s barely able to focus on her own reflection as she cums again and again.
Marie Learns Her Lesson
"Ah!" Ryan cautioned, the single syllable halting Marie mid-sentence and stopping her train of thought dead on its tracks. He took her by her chestnut ponytail and growled, "Mirror," and she felt something go warm and liquid between her thighs with a rush of arousal as simply being manhandled like this gave her a visceral, tangible sense of deep and potent submission. She couldn't even remember what she'd said to trigger this particular lesson--perhaps it was a word that was a bit too long and smart-sounding, or a tone in her voice that sounded just a little too independent--but already she could feel whatever it was fading into simpering obedience.
He walked Marie over to the mirror in their bedroom, leaving the span of the bed between her and her reflection, and simply yanked open her dress to reveal her bare tits and smooth, perfectly waxed pussy. Marie wasn't allowed to wear anything with buttons or zippers anymore, only snaps, and just the act of watching her clothes get peeled away as easily and effortlessly as if Ryan was shucking a banana made her labia slicken with wet, desperate arousal. There were times and places where Marie was allowed to be intelligent and independent, but their home definitely wasn't one of them. "Does this look like a smart girl to you?" Ryan snarled, and Marie had to admit it didn't.
But not immediately out loud, which was apparently what her owner was looking for, and he pushed her forward onto the bed and positioned her on her hands and knees with her fingers curled around the edge of the mattress. "I'm afraid I didn't hear you, slut," he snapped, his voice firm and commanding but never quite going so far as to be harsh. "I asked if this looks like a smart girl to you?" He reached in to play with her pussy with one hand while the other undid his fly, and Marie watched her own face go slack and vapid with unrestrained pleasure. She could vaguely, distantly remember a time when degradation didn't instantly make her horny, but that was only because she didn't know she had the option to be treated like this and once she did there was really no turning back.
She managed to whimper, "N-no, Master, that's not a smart--girl!" and she was kind of amazed she even got the final word out, because Ryan pushed his cock between her plump pink pussy lips before she could even finish her sentence and if Marie thought she looked stupid getting fingered it was nothing compared to how she looked when she was being fucked. Her eyes kept crossing and uncrossing, her mouth hung upon in an expression of vacuous lust, and although she couldn't actually see what she looked like when her eyelids began fluttering she'd seen herself on video enough to imagine it. Ryan liked to film her lessons, just to show her exactly what she looked like when the hypnosis turned her into a dumb, rutting beast, and Marie had to admit it was a very effective teaching tool.
Or at least, that's what she admitted when she had all her brains in her head and they were laughing together over how easily she succumbed to his conditioning and how horny it made her. Right now what Marie was admitting was, "She's a dumb girl, Master, she's a dumb girl, Master," over and over again until her mind turned to mush, and it was more than enough to keep her cunt clenching around Ryan's shaft in one desperate, overwhelming orgasm after another.
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I love how my lips look around my new training gag 💞 can’t wait til I can get a longer one and feel it slide straight down my throat
🍬Happy Mantra Monday, everyone!
Sorry for missing last week's. I was feeling sick so I decided to rest my body rather than push it.
This one is a challenge recently issued to my by a new switch/dom I've been playing with. 18 days, no orgasms, only 15 edges per day allowed/required and they all have to be done consecutively. This morning, she had me repeating a mantra and I asked if I could use it for today's mantra recording and she said yes. This is only a short sample of that session. The full, uncut audio with all 15 edges came out to about 17 minutes 10 seconds.
So here's today's mantra and edge 1 of 15 I did for the entire recording:
Service is my purpose
My purpose is service
I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed recording it!
Oh, to play with my cute little sub while she's busy. To wait until she's fully engrossed in her activity before bringing her water. Wrapping my arms around her from behind to watch over her shoulder and lightly trail my lips from her neck to her shoulder and back. She barely notices my fingers splayed over her clothes but hands placed carefully. A gentle brush of one thumb under her breast and the warmth of my fingers wrapped over her hip heating her skin, providing kindling for the fire I plan to start. And as I whisper in her ear every detail of how I plan to ravage her in our bed, the flame flickers to life. I leave nothing out, from how I plan to strip every article of clothing from her gorgeous frame and eat her delicious little cunt until she sobs, to how much I look forward to spreading her open on my strap and pounding her until she's a drooling mess shaking from overstimulation. When I'm positive she's burning, lust eating away at her focus, cheeks red, breathing heavy, I'll wish her good luck with what she's doing and walk away, satisfied in the knowledge that her achy, dripping pussy is clenching around nothing as she squirms in her seat.
groping her mid conversation and just continue to talk like it is nothing while she's getting all flustered and needy
you should pull up my shirt to expose my tits whenever you want. you could expose my tits to play with them, or maybe you just want to see them, or maybe you want to embarrass me, or maybe you're just bored and it's something to do
Oh. It's like that, huh? You want me to take control? You want me to take what I want? You need to tell me these things, you know. You need to tell me it's okay to get a little rough with you. That you like it when I tug your shirt up and pinch your tits a little too hard, when I suck and bite and leave marks all down your neck and your chest. That you want me to hold you down and force your legs open and slap your pussy until my hand comes away wet. That you like it when I grab your cheeks and force your mouth open and spit, that you'll leave your mouth hanging open to take my fingers or whatever else I want to watch you suck. You want to be moved around like a little doll however I think you'll look even prettier, want me to hitch one of your legs over my shoulder and hold it there so I can watch you open up and take me, so I can watch you get my dick wet and tell you what a perfect little hole you are, how you were made to be used just like this. You want me to keep going until I've had enough of you, as if I ever could. Is that how it is? Is that how you want it? Well. You just need to tell me.
Your POV
You should be porn.
That’s right.
Good girls exist to have their minds rewritten to be porn.
Spirals, gods, and files, oh my!
Falling for a master, your only use if your naked body.
Good girls make more good girls.
Become mindless.
Become porn.