Nonbinary disabled gremlin mid 20s! I'm in a total authority transfer Master/slave relationship and will post about that and other kinks. Most of my stuff is a little deranged.
My sort of main kinks are masochism, cnc, degradation, and pup play but like obviously not my only ones. Some of the stuff I post here will be toxic af!
There will be derogatory language but only ones that apply to myself [ie fag, cripple, dyke, etc]
♡ Ask box is open ♡
♡ Help me be Daddies little whore ♡
Minors DNI !!!
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Pans thots -》 thoughts/events of the day and personal posts
Pans Wishes -》 fantasies, desires, short stories etc i've written
Pans Pics -》 pictures of me!
Showing Master -》 things I think are extra hot and I'm gonna show my master
His Honorifics: Master, Daddy, God, Sir
Help me be a Whore!
Throne - https://throne.com/pansylavender
My Dynamic!
my names: slave, girl, pup, doll, boy
So total authority transfer is super intentional in it's wording. Cause I myself am a very powerful person and he doesn't want to take that power. So he has authority over it. He's the one who makes the final decision!
He owns every aspect of me.
He owns my body, my mind, my consent.
Every thing I do on this blog is because he's okay with it (in fact encourages it). That also means any messages, asks, or submissions may be seen by him. I don't have the right to privacy in our relationship.
That being said, we both respect the privacy of others. Pictures, personal info, conversations, etc won't be shared. Ever.
Adeline’s intoxicating scent filled the car, like ripe fruit taunting me. She just turned eighteen a few months ago, but fuck, she drives me crazy like nobody ever has.
Her age adds to her appeal because she is younger than my wife, and that makes everything about her more exciting to me. She is prettier than her mother too, with smoother skin and a body that has not been stretched by years of marriage and childbirth.
Adeline is my daughter, my own blood, and that fact only makes me want her more.
And now that she is legal, I do not have to hold back anymore.
Knowing that we are breaking every rule and betraying every social norm adds a layer of heat to every touch. I stopped caring about what is right or wrong the moment I realized we felt the same way.
I look at her, and I see a blank slate, a body that I can mold and use. There is a power in this relationship that goes beyond just sex; it is about the authority I have over her. She trusts me because I am her father, and I use that trust to lead her into the most depraved acts imaginable. I want her to crave my cock more than she craves air, and I want her to feel that her only purpose in life is to satisfy my urges. The blood connection doesn’t make this wrong; it makes it inevitable. We are the same, and there is no one else in the world who could understand me or serve me the way she can.
We’ve been dancing around this fire for a few weeks, stolen glances turning into touches, then kisses that left me throbbing and aching until both of us couldn’t hold our feelings back anymore.
We fucked. Hard.
But beyond the initial desperation, Adeline was tender.
She was soft in all the right places. Her pussy was always soaking wet. Every time I reached between her legs, my fingers slid right in without any effort. She was a natural, her walls hot and tight, clenching me the second I pushed my cock inside her.
Her breasts were perfect.
They were round with pale pink nipples that stiffened the second I touched them. I spent hours just staring at them, watching how they bounced when I fucked her. I would pinch those nipples hard until she whimpered, and she never told me to stop. She loved the pain because it came from me.
Her skin would flush a deep pink across her chest and neck, her toes curling into the sheets as she arched her back, pushing her tits into my palms. Her moans were breathy and desperate, turning into cries whenever I hit her cervix.
She was obedient.
Adeline wanted to be owned by me. She was yearning to learn how to be the perfect little slut for her father. I started her training days after she turned legal. I had her kneel on the floor between my legs while I sat on the edge of the bed. I told her to look at my cock, to see how hard she made me. I taught her how to use her tongue, showing her how to lick the length of the shaft and swirl around the head before swallowing me.
At first, she gagged. Her throat convulsed, her eyes watering as I pushed my cock deep into her windpipe. I held her head and pushed further, forcing her to take all of me. I told her to breathe through her nose and relax, to accept the feeling of being filled. She listened, practicing until she could swallow me whole without flinching. She learned to use her hands to massage my balls while her mouth worked on me, showing me she was focused on nothing but my pleasure.
When I told her she needed to start taking birth control pills so we wouldn’t have to worry about a pregnancy ruining our secret, she started them immediately. It made everything better. I didn’t have to use condoms; I could just pump my cum into her as often as I wanted. I loved watching the white cream leak out of her.
Then I taught her how to beg.
I would get her right to the edge, my cock sliding in and out of her, and just as she was about to come, I would pull away. I made her needy until she used the words I wanted.
“Please, Daddy, I need your cum. Please fill my pussy.”
I made her say it over and over, making her acknowledge exactly who was fucking her and what she was. A needy little slut for her daddy.
I wanted her to feel the shame and the thrill of it. When she begged properly, I would slam back into her, filling her deep with jizz, watching her eyes roll at the back of her head.
I taught her how to touch herself for me. I made her lie on her back, legs spread wide, exposing her pink, dripping cunt to the light. I sat back and watched, telling her exactly how to move.
“Rub your clit slower, Adeline.”
I made her hold herself right on the brink of orgasm, forbidding her from coming until I gave her permission. She would shake, her pussy clenching and leaking juice onto the bed as she whined. When I finally told her she could come, she would scream, her hips trembling wildly as she finally released.
I do have a small confession for today and it's that while I 100% understand how kink is super healing for a lot of people (and it certainly has been for me) honestly I just love how good it feels. like it just feels immensely pleasurable to submit and do weird sex stuff. it can be super healing but also just incredibly fun
Yes, be clingy. Yes, be obsessed with me. Yes, tell me about every little moment of your day. Yes, spam me with your selfies and your texts. Yes, ask to call me when you miss my voice. Yes, ask me to send you a picture because you miss my smile. Yes to all of it. Love loudly. Love without holding yourself back.
You guys rlly don't realise how much knowledge is still not committed to the internet. I find books all the time with stuff that is impossible to find through a search engine- most people do not put their magnum opus research online for free and the more niche a skill is the less likely you are to have people who will leak those books online. (Nevermind all the books written prior to the internet that have knowledge that is not considered "relevant" enough to digitise).
Whenever people say that we r growing up with all the world's knowledge at our fingertips...it's not necessarily true. Is the amount of knowledge online potentially infinite? Yes. Is it all knowledge? No. You will be surprised at the niche things you can discover at a local archive or library.
As a subby, bottomy type, you don’t actually have to script out every little action that your Dom takes. But you do need to develop a sense of your own sexual tastes, what you enjoy and what squicks you out and which activities your body takes the most kindly to.
Do you need warming up before you can be penetrated?
What positions are easiest on your neck, your throat, your hips, your lower back?
Do you love providing sexual service, or is it performing chores that really gets you going?
How do you like being spoken to while you are in subby mode, or do you not want to be addressed at all?
Understanding what you like and how your body responds isn’t the same thing as topping from the bottom, it’s just being a remotely present partner, and your Doms will appreciate you for giving them some vision to work with. You can, if you like, create a ‘user manual’ for the people you want to use you.
If you are inexperienced, the best way to start is by looking at tons of porn — videos, animated gifs, erotic stories, fan art, jerk-off-instruction audios, OnlyFans content, whatever. Simply observe what gets you going, and the activities you might like to try, and save your favorites in a dedicated folder you can share with your Dom.
Pay attention, also, to the content of your masturbatory fantasies. When you think about someone “doing whatever they want” to you, what is it that they actually do? I guarantee there’s recurring themes.
Are you getting fucked in the pussy or the ass?
In the mouth?
Are you alone in a home, or getting gang-banged by a crowd at a party?
Are you being kidnapped into forced sexual service, or is your Dom a God that you are eager to serve?
Think also about how you would like being sexually “passive” to make you feel:
Do you like feeling appreciated? Empty? Dumb? Insatiable? Ignored?
In your fantasies, is the Dom cruel, care-taking, indifferent, or something else?
Do you want to walk away from the sex feeling used? Blank? Accomplished? Exhausted? Grateful?
Do you imagine yourself enjoying the sex/scene as it happens? Or do you want it to be overwhelming/painful/confusing/difficult to process?
Do you want to fight back and be conquered, or do you like being docile and obedient?
Write down some of the feelings that resonate with you, so that your future Dom knows how to play their role, and what to expect from you. This is actually a crucial part of determining sexual compatibility!
Be Direct
Once you have a good sense of what gets you going, put that language all over your hookup and dating-app profiles.
Being open & unabashed about your interests will really make your profile stand out, as most hookup app users make the mistake of being overly generic and tame in the hopes of appealing to the maximum number of people.
I speak from experience: you do not want to do that! You’ll only waste your time pretending to be something you’re not, with somebody who has no idea how to show up as themselves either! You do not have infinite messaging time! Narrow your attention down to the people who will be a good fit.
In your bios, you want to be so singularly yourself that incompatible people will see themselves out. The more information you provide about who you are and the vibe you want, the more prepared Doms will feel approaching you. You’ll also scare off the opportunists and would-be abusers who treat kink as an inroad to an easy lay.
Here are some actual bios I’ve used:
Submissive trans guy seeks Dominant type for power-dynamic-fueled sex and play. Into bondage, being given commands, training, restraints, blindfolds, gags, chains, collars, handcuffs, and more. No vanilla, sorry.
Highly submissive, seeking Dominants only. I like being told what to do and used for another person’s satisfaction. No pleasure tops, no cunnilingus; I want the focus to be on being good and obedient for you. Big fan of being praised and snuggled with.
In the past few years, I’ve mostly stuck to casual BDSM encounters on apps like Grindr. Now I’m searching for a more intense emotional connection with the possibility of long-term commitment. I am non-monogamous but not polyamorous, and pretty much exclusively submissive.
Don’t be afraid to be selfish and specific. You should have some skills and exciting interests to offer to a partner, yes, but remember that your submission is part of the gift! Good Dominants will want to understand what gets you relaxed into a more submissive headspace, where the boundaries of the fantasy are for you, and how they can play around inside it.
You can read the full piece for free on my Substack at this link.
"You can cum inside me" I appreciate the permission, but respectfully I have you tied up and my full body weight holding you down. I can cum wherever I want and there isn't a thing you can do to stop it.
please take me upstairs at a party. please push me against the door of a random bedroom. please start touching me. please force me to be quiet because everyone’s just downstairs. please make me cum with one hand over my mouth and the other moving in and out of my pussy. please force me to act like nothing happened even though im still dripping.
Do you ever just want slow, lazy sex? Like, wake up early on a rainy Sunday and you’re spooning and you slide together like puzzle pieces that fit just perfectly. It’s hands, clutching each other close, whispered names and endearments, the slick, slow slide of bodies against each other till you’re coming, gasping and shaking softly, and then you’re kissing and cuddling and falling back asleep, wound together, safe and warm.
the idea that every summer will be as hot if not hotter than this for the rest of my life is unbearable i need to (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) murder an oil executive
rape me because you love me. rape me because i look so pretty and you just have to have me. rape me because you need me. rape me because you can't stand not being inside me another second. rape me because you can't live without me. rape me because you need me to stay forever. rape me because you wanna make me cum over and over, even when i'm begging you to stop. rape me because you're obsessed with me. rape me because i'm your dream girl. rape me because you think we're soulmates. rape me because you love me <3
