Not Your Fucking Mommy

Midwestern US. 30, any pronouns. 18+ only. If I can’t find your age on your blog I’m just going to block you.

[northernsuccubus]

Hi, I’m northernsuccubus, aka @freerangecryptids.

30, any pronouns.

I’m nonbinary, bisexual, polyamorous and a domme. Also married.

I’m not interested in anything on here besides friends. I do tend to flirt a bit, but don’t expect to rp. Friends can also have my discord/snap, just ask. I love playing pc games with tumblr friends.

Sometimes I post pics, those are tagged as #succubus sighting

[butchbound]

want a needy girl that tells me how bad she wants me when we’re out in public

[babyydolllbambii]

Puppy boys are so adorable. Like yes let me pull you by your collar and watch as you bark for me to touch you

[kissesandarsenic]

Men are so touch starved, I bet I could make some of them do downright horrific things just to be cuddled and doted on.

[lady-of-fangs-lyrlia]

I'm not possessive, but I want you to take me to your favorite cafe so you think about me every other time you visit.

I'm possessive, but I love watching you fret over what outfit you'll wear to see your date

I'm not possessive, but I want to set a standard for how you're treated.

I'm possessive, but I've memorized the way your body shivers when she pushes into you.

I'm not possessive, but I daydream about putting scars on you that you'll carry for the rest of your life

[lady-of-fangs-lyrlia]

Forced oral.

I'm wearing you out first. I'll let you fight because struggling against me will drain all of your strength. I'm watching the panic build in your eyes as I pin your wrists above your head. There's something special about watching a person sit and fight down their panic, watching them try and calm themselves so they can find a way out, only for every attempt to fail.

You swallow down the bile in your throat as I start to work your top off. The sound of a knife clicking open stills the last dregs of your panicked struggling. Stubborn buttons and lacy underthings are cut aside while the heat from your body warms the cold blade.

I'll take my time in exploring your chest, searching out every sensitive spot. Slowly kissing across your ribs before I move across your belly. Little by little your panic will mix with pleasure. You'll squirm before catching yourself, ashamed at how easily you respond to my attention.

“Am I the first one to take the time to find all these spots? Or has it just been that long pretty thing?”

How ashamed will you be when you moan for me? How ashamed when you reflexively arch into my mouth? How desperate will you be to grab my head and pull it into you as I finally wrap my greedy lips around your nipple?

How quickly will all those emotions chill when my knife presses against you?

“Just hold still dear. I'd hate to hurt you.”

When I've had my fill; when your chest is littered with hickies and bite marks, I'll drop myself lower. The last stitches of whatever you were wearing cut away and left to fall around your hips.

How hot will your shame burn when I point out how badly your body aches for me? Will you deny, protest? Or just sit in mortified silence?

Warm, inviting, so perfectly soft and yielding. My mouth is all the things the knife isn't as I take you past my lips.

How long until you're arching into me again? You'll whimper for release, though I think you don't know if you mean from knifepoint or across my tongue. I'll take my time here, the same as with your chest. Carefully mapping the spots that make your thighs twitch, memorizing what makes you draw in with those beautiful little gasps. I'll drag your body to the edge before yanking you back to reality with the tip of the blade pressed to the inside of your thigh.

When your body can no longer bear it, I'll allow you to finish. You'll shake, knicking yourself as your body vibrates and twists in desperate passion. After, while you listen to me swallow you down, some clear headed part of you will relax, hoping this means I'm finished with you.

I'm not.

I've taken so long learning the motions and responses of your body, building you up, so I'm going to savor you long past you the point you think you're done.

You'll stay. I'll take everything you have and more. You'll learn the consequence of catching my eye.

(If you would like to support my writing and help me relocate to a safer place I've included my cash app below or you can DM for my paypal)

https://cash.app/$LyrWrites

[rubinee]

can i hurt you a little bit? just a liiittttle bit. hm? slightly? gently....

[redflagwoman]

every man should be his woman’s slave a little

[northernsuccubus]

Every once in a while I remember that clothing comes in colors besides black

[northernsuccubus]

Every once in a while I remember that clothing comes in colors besides black

[hiveswap]

Not now, kitten, m- da- m- your parental figure is in the middle of a gender crisis

[digitalsymbiote]

I love women

I love directing women to fuck other women

I love that I got to sicc my dog on a girl the other night

ft. @rox-and-prose and @deadstrogen

[swagdogfag]

who wants to be mounted

i'm craving a mutt with no self respect and who needs to be absolutely destroyed

[mut4ted]

"adversary" is such a sexy word... like sorry if you describe me that way I'm going to get hard

[mut4ted]

"rival" "foe" "archenemy" "nemesis" I'm on my knees waiting for you to pull my hair

[mut4ted]

same goes for things like "bane" "undoing" "foil" "ruin" etc. these are terms of endearment to me. "my ruin" I'm literally moaning and rutting. my flesh aches for the bruising touch of your hands

[itsgraciehehe]

"spankings as a punishment" why not spanking for the funsies? maybe until i cum?

[crimson-calamity-deactivated202]

Cuteness aggression but I actually get rough and hold you down and stare at you like you’re my food.

[ohxxlapetitemort]

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