Every sub deserves to come home with her face hurting, after being with her dom
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@normalworthlessgirl
Every sub deserves to come home with her face hurting, after being with her dom
Grab my head nd shake it 'no' for me with ur cock down my throat when u ask me if i need air ♡♡
wanna see that glint in your eyes when you know i’m in pain, when the rational side of you is telling you to stop but you don’t listen. you need to see me broken more than anything. if you’re a sick fuck for getting off to my tears, i’m even more of one for begging you to stop but never once meaning it.
I will NEVER eat your cunt
Ever. Your cunt wasn’t made for your pleasure. It was made for being fucked for a Man’s pleasure. Just like your other holes. Any pleasure a cunt should get from sex is knowing she was the filthiest, most depraved slut He wanted her to be, and that he was satisfied with using her. If you want your twat licked however, I’m sure you can find a feminist-corrupted male, or another cunt to do it for you. But don’t ever think for the tiniest fraction of time a Man that knows His place in the world would ever sink so low.
Men, feel free to reblog to share with the cunts of the world.
Cunts, reblog if you know you’re place in life is to give Men pleasure, not the other way around.
YES 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽
of course not SIr it is so disrespectful for a cunt to expect to be licked SIr
A-fucking-men
Nonsexual domming...where you see how I get frozen and overwhelmed with indecision and responsibility so you simply tell me what to do.
Stop working, go eat.
Stop cleaning, go shower.
Treat yourself, order this particular food.
Go get this certain snack.
Show me what you worked on today!
Take a ten minute break.
Wow, you did all that??
Put that away and go to bed.
You're doing great, you've done enough for today.
I'm proud of you! Let's celebrate🥂
I love taking over decisions, especially when it helps with a sub's specific problems. I want my dominance to actually make her life better
I lift your chin slowly, forcing your eyes to meet my gaze. The prods of the stun gun cold on your skin.
"You know what I'm going to do with this my dearest pet. I've told you that these attempts at running away were growing tired. I told you I'd had enough. Now its time for you to face the consequences. Do as your told or this will be much worse than it needs to be"
You spit in my face and scream "I'm not your fucking pet you sick piece of shit!
The speed of my movement catches you off guard as i hold you down by the throat, the black nitrile gloved hand squeezing tighter and tighter. As you gasp for air i stare at you, emotionless, almost as if I'm studying your asphyxia.
"Now you'll be struggling to breathe while you accept your punishment. Ready to listen and obey? Nod if you are."
You nod as much as you can as your face turns blue.
"Good. Spread your legs and I'll loosen my grip." As soon as i say it your eyes go wide in terror.
"I told you it would be worse if you struggled. I was only going to put this on your neck or the bottom of your foot." I say as i wave the stun gun over your face.
"But since you want to spit at me and, oh how did you put it..." I pretend to ponder as i tap the stun gun against my chin. "Oh yeah, since im such a quote unquote sick piece of shit. I'm going to do something much, much worse."
I lean in, millimeters away from your nose "now spread your fucking legs or I'm going to shove this down your fucking throat and hold the button till you stop twitching."
You shakily spread your legs and i loosen my grip. You cough and wheeze as you try to get as much oxygen as you can.
I cruelly run the taser up your inner thigh, positioning a prod on either side of your clit.
"All those nerve endings. Still feeling rebellious my pet? Still want to tell me what you are or aren't?"
I smile sadistically as i say "I'll be honest, I've always wanted to do this. Maybe i am a sick piece of shit."
I chuckle to myself as i trigger the stun gun.
Your scream is the best I've ever heard.
Nice little snippet I found
This explains a brats dumb cunt mind set to which my MASTER is forcing me to respond to in the following manner.
What is by far the most impermissible wrong with brat logic as described so well in this spirit is that the brat sees herself as an independent actor topping from the bottom testing her MALE superiors to see which MEN will give her what her mere lowly submissive slut fuck meat selfishly craves and desires for her own satisfaction.
But MEN are powerful while we cunts are weak making it not only right but trivially easy to teach bratty cunts a severe horrific lesson that they will horribly hate need and benefit from which when properly administered these brats won’t soon forget.
For while the brats dumb stupid cunt brain which dares to place her own desires over and above those of her MALE superiors has preset in her own stupid twat brain a certain type or level or manner in which she hopes her MALE superiors will choose to overpower her, but how severely MEN choose to overpower and punish cunts as they force us to suffer is entirely up to strong powerful TESTOSTERONE driven MEN and never ever up to mere weak cunts like us, so there is absolutely nothing to stop a cunt who craves a nice bottom warming spanking from receiving a hundred hard full force MALE whip cane and flogger strokes each followed by a brutal cunt fisting, her being forced to swallow shit and drink piss from the toilet, to then be followed in turn by the most brutal hot wax and severe hellish electric torture of her raw and sore tit and twat flesh in the most extreme hellish manner that this weak helpless dumb brat bitch will hate most horribly but which she can easily be forced to endure as many times as is necessary to implant ths single obvious fact into the most deepest innermost recesses of her dumb stupid twat brain that MEN call all the shots while we cunts have no choice but to obey suffer and submit to whatever our MALE superiors themselves choose to dish out to us however they alone see fit to severely use and abuse us for our pain and their pleasure as is, always was, and always will be fully fitting and proper in any and all purely natural social settings.
Well said
Almost as good as Supercalifragilisitcexpealidocius.
I actually like mean ideas like these, because it would force me to really work for my salvation - pronouncing these should be difficult while I'm sobbing so much I can barely breathe.
Any safeword can be taken away if he doesn't feel like I should have one - it's as easy as just using a gag and not giving me a safe-tap-signal. But if he feels gracious and allows me to have one, it shouldn't be too easy.
correct responses to “please stop”:
“Why should I?”
“I haven’t even started”
“Well, if you say so” then do something worse
“Maybe if you beg prettily enough”
“I stop when I’m done”
Choke me
“Toys don’t talk”
“If you still have the ability to talk, I haven’t done enough”
“Keep begging like that and I stop holding back”
Hit me
“You sound so cute when you cry”
“Please, you haven’t done nearly enough to deserve a break”
“The sooner you satisfy me, the sooner it stops. Get to work, darling.”
Shove something down my throat
“Baby, this is me being nice”
We've been talking, after a beautiful dinner you made, over some wine. You invited me over, after we'd been flirting, and when I arrived everything from the food, to the space, and especially you, was beautiful. We dined, laughed, had background music, and then wine, so much wine.
I stood up, midsentence, strode around the table suddenly standing next to you, still describing my story, and with one hand slowly stroked your cheek, and with the other undid my belt.
Within a moment my cock was hanging in front of your face, and then hand stroking your cheek gently guiding you towards me. Unsure, you pause, before feeling the weight of my cock landing on your tongue. I'm still telling my story as if nothing is happening when suddenly I begin to fill your pretty mouth with piss.
the only thing that could fix me rn is them torturing me until i cum or die
wtf IS THIS?? this has no place in any safe or sane bdsm relationship. period.
This is somebody who, as I am choosing to spin it, has, whilst fully lucid and mentally healthy, chosen to allow somebody else to burn her arm. Because it excites them both, or perhaps that it goes some way to fulfilling a deep need that they have… and they have both, as sane adults who can make decisions for themselves, decided that what they get out of it is worth the pain. Worth the marks, worth the obvious risks.
It is not your place to decide which forms of sadism or masochism are acceptable for other people to practice.
My submissive and I have played with a lighter, heating it up and then pressing it against her skin until it leaves a scar. Both of us agreed to that happening. Both of us were aware of the risks. It ended up being one of the most intimate moments of our relationship so far. How dare you imply that it’s not acceptable, how dare you suggest that neither of us are both sane and consenting, how dare you say that you get to decide what we do.
Have a good day.
and if they both decided to put a knife through her hand, what then? totally fine as well? What if they deceived to cut off an ear, is it fine then? I have no doubt these adults decided mutually to do this together. but there comes a point, regardless of who consents, where actions becomes reckless,thoughtless and unhealthy. This girl now has permanent tissue damage. Burns are especially prone to infection, so I hope that didn’t happen as well.
I actually think that cutting off somebody’s ear would be really cool. I’d be interested to know if there was a relatively safe way of doing that body mod - I’d imagine there is, but I don’t know anywhere near enough about it to be willing to try my hand at it. I don’t want to do anything that might cause serious complications. The way I see it, everything has a risk and reward - and causing somebody to have to see a doctor regularly about problems I caused is probably pushing things more to the ‘not worth it’ side of the scale. That, and a missing ear is the kind of thing that could possibly end up harming somebody’s job prospects or such. Personally, I’m an actor, so my career is sort of hanging on being able to look kind of like other people, and missing an ear would definitely get in the way of that. Of course, that opens the question of how realistic does a prosthetic ear look, and how much would it cost to have one made for you…
As for the burns, I’m sure they were properly cared for, and I’d hope that the person administering them knew enough first aid to minimise the risk of infection after the fact.
But, even if they didn’t, and this is the most important point here:
You don’t get to decide whether or not they’re allowed to do it.
You want someone that will hurt you (like he did) and then comfort you and tell you that it will be okay (like he wouldn't)
i think the best bit about bondage is definitly when ur sufficently restrained that the other person could just go "actually I think ill kill you" and there would be nothing you could do. I remember when I was getting the shit beaten out of me in that graveyard having the sudden realisation that nothing i said could stop what was happening and its just such a fucking rush to be so fundamentally at the mercy of someone you deeply trust
Looks like fun. Volunteers?
This is so much better than laughing in tickle torture.
being touch-starved [mother issues] and being touch-repulsed [father issues] at the same time