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All good pets deserve to be caged.
- @sunshineivy -
Time for you to be of service slut
You think the walk of shame after a night of degrading sex is bad? Try making the crawl of shame before it.
What Most People Get Wrong About Punishment
People who follow @instructor144 or who hang around kink Tumblr long enough will inevitably run into “The Punisher”… You know the type: the domly dom who breaks sluts through the sheer domliness of his gaze and who just can’t wait to punish a sub so severely that they will never think to break a rule or show any disrespect ever again. Yeah, that guy.
The thing always struck me about these guys is the apparent glee in their voices as they imagine what they’re going to do to the poor sub who would dare violate one of their sacred edicts. The fact that someone would derive so much enjoyment out of inflicting high degrees of physical and emotional pain on another person, particularly in a situation where that person was already vulnerable to begin with, is terrifying and heartbreaking to me. In fact, I honestly can’t see these sorts of situations as anything other than abuse disguised as D/s or BDSM, and the “doms” in question as abusers hiding their behaviors in plain sight in an environment where impact play and punishments are nothing out of the ordinary.
What I think most people fail to understand about punishment (in a D/s context) is that the punishment isn’t there for the benefit of the Dom. The punishment isn’t something that is to be imposed in such a manner that the Dom benefits from its imposition, because then the Dom has an incentive for the Submissive to fail. The greater the incentive, the more likely it is that the Dom will create situations for the Submissive to fail or seek to manufacture other instances in which these “punishments” can be implemented. The eagerness you see being expressed is simply the anticipation of the fulfillment of a suppressed desire causing it to come bubbling up to the surface. In short, these are people who are just waiting for any sort of justification that will allow them to express their abusive desires in a way that they feel is more socially acceptable.
This abuse doesn’t always take the form of physical abuse. You see everything from, “Since you broke a rule, I get to violate one of your hard limits”, to “As punishment, I’m going to completely ignore you and disappear for a week or two to do God-only-knows-what” and everything else in between. Regardless of exactly what shape it takes, these “punishments” all seem to have one thing in common, and that is that the “dom” seems to have just been waiting for the chance to act out on these things.
Remember that D/s is about partnerships between the Dominant(s) and the Submissive(s). These partnerships are formed (ideally) for very specific reasons and they are crafted in such a way that they allow each party to express who they are within the relationship in a way that fosters trust, develops strength, and accentuates the unique talents and abilities that they each bring to the table, while working to mitigate their weaknesses through teamwork and structure. That is why we do what we do - it helps us to be better people because it works with our inherent natures instead of forcing us to try to behave like everyone else. It gives us an environment where we can drop the masks we are forced to wear out in the vanilla world and create a world that is more orderly and serene based on rules that make sense to us.
This begs the question, “If punishments are not intended to benefit the Dominant, why are they there? What purpose do they serve?” The answer is that they are there for the benefit of the Submissive in order to provide a path for atonement for the infraction they committed. It gives them a logical way to become absolved of the guilt and shame that they feel in order to allow them to put it all behind them and move forward.
In these scenarios, an infraction has occurred and it has either been confessed or it has been discovered. Now obviously it is far more desirable that an infraction be confessed in a timely manner alongside a sincere, heartfelt apology. The Submissive should (rightfully) feel a great deal of remorse for breaking the previously agreed-upon rule, and they owe it to their Dominant to explain what happened and allow the consequences follow, trusting that the consequences will be just and fair and adhere to the boundaries laid out in the formative days of the relationship. The Dominant should (rightfully) be proud that the Submissive brought this matter to their attention, even as they are dismayed at the prospect of being put in the position of imposing a sentence.
The punishment should fit the crime, as the saying goes, but it should not be so severe that it actually serves the purpose of discouraging the Submissive from confessing future infractions. It needs to be strict enough that the Submissive feels that they are doing their penance and providing a measure of reparation to the Dominant, yet it needs to be fair enough that the needs of the Submissive and the mitigating factors that contributed to the infraction are accounted for. For many Submissives, the mere act of confessing their infractions is, itself, inherently painful and humiliating. Admitting that they disrespected their Dominant and violated their rules can be extraordinarily hard on them because the fear of disappointing their Dominant makes voicing these acts nearly unbearable.
This is why you frequently see @instructor144 say that something like 25 lines should be enough of a punishment, much to the surprise of many a Dominant. It isn’t the punishment that keeps the Submissive in line, it’s the respect they have for the Dominant and for the dynamic that dissuades them from breaking rules whenever it suits them. The actual punishment is simply the act assigned that signifies the debt being paid in full, and should then be followed with a release from the associated guilt and shame the Submissive had been carrying around. There is no further obligation and the matter is forever put to rest; the Submissive is given a clean slate and a chance to do better next time.
My Punishment Continues....
The guy holding the key to my chastity belt asked me to come over Saturday afternoon. When I got there, 12 strangers were there as well. I expected something like this. But I wasn’t expecting what he said next: “Chose whether you want cocks again, or whether you want the key to your chastity belt. You can only have one.”
I hesitated, chewing on my lower lip. I was so horny and desperate from being denied too long, but in my heat I knew the right answer: “Cocks!”
He shook his head, saying, “You took too long, worthless slut…”
But still he let me have cocks again, starting with the 12 guys he brought with him. At first I was sucking and jerking them, energetic and eager, having been denied cock for so long. After I milked a few cumshots, they made me straddle one of the guys, riding his cock in my tight little asshole while I continued to deepthroat the others. They expected me to do all the work.
It took me a while to make each of them had cum in or on me, so by the time I was finished, the first guys to cum were already hard again. I kept sucking and sucking, and bouncing and bobbing on their cocks, but I could never keep up. Eventually I got too tired to do all the work, even though the guys would slap my ass or yank of my nipples when I slowed down, even a little bit.
Then they picked me up and put me on my back on a table, my head hanging off the edge. They pulled my feet up to my head and to the side, tying them down. Then they brutally used both my asshole, and my throat, fucking my face upsidedown. They didnt care that I gagged and puked all over myself, coating my face.
They must have cum on me at least 3 times each by the time they were done. I was the hauled off the table and forced onto my knees before the guy holding my key. He explained what I had to earn the key to my chastity belt. He brought out a box with three different locks on it. He had given a key to 3 of the 12 guys there, picked at random. I have to get all 3 keys and to open the box and key the chastity belt key inside. In order to get a key, I have to pick a guy and spend 24 hours being his slave, and then if he has a key, he’ll give it to me. But I’m only allowed to do this once a week.
So, I have to spend between 3 weeks and 3 months trapped in this infernal chastity belt. Fuck my life!! I did some quick math on my chances: The chance of getting freed the third week: 0.45%
And the chance of having to go all 12 weeks? 25%
Fffffffuuuuuuuuu…..
After the other guys left, I begged him to change his mind. Begged and begged him. I must have looked so pathetic. Finally, he gave me a tiny ray of hope: “I’ll give you some extra orders every week, and if you’re a good girl, you MIGHT get rewarded.” I agreed immediately.
Fuck this edge I brought myself to right before reading this because it almost put me over the edge
“Not yet, girl.”
I will suffer. You will deny me, and I will nod in obedience, but I will be suffering. I’ll tighten all my muscles, hold my breath, clench my eyes shut, and bite my lip so hard that I nearly draw blood - anything to stop from cumming without permission. Anything to stop the intense waves of pleasure from giving me the release I so desperately want and need.
But I need the suffering more than I need the orgasm. I need you to tell me no. I need to feel your power manifest in extreme sexual frustration, and I want to writhe, beg, and cry to no avail. It is a form of masochism, this need to experience the anguish of denied orgasms. It’s painful, but it’s crucial to my existence as a submissive. I can’t feel owned without denial; I don’t want to be owned without denial. I want to give my pussy and its pleasure away, completely surrender it to your will. I want to ask for every orgasm, whimper out a little, “May I cum, Daddy?“ every single time I’m on the edge. It is essential. It is my place.
Let’s not minimize my love of orgasms. Oh, I’m going to love clenching and cumming around your cock, on your tongue, and all over your fingers. I’m going to love touching myself for you, spreading my legs and putting on a show. But part of what makes all of those orgasms enjoyable is that you let me have them. I don’t beg for them so that I can experience a purely selfish pleasure; I beg for them because they’re only worth having if you say yes. You own them. They’re yours. The very sound I make when I cum will be branded with your initials.
And when I cum, I will cum so fucking hard, all because you said yes.
Everything just feels better when you have permission.
This is exactly what I feel. It’s incredible to read something and just agree to all of it - like it came from the bottom of your own soul. But it didn’t. Someone else feels the same.
Originally posted by @iwontbenice
You’re asking if you can cum now? No. You haven’t figured it out yet. This isn’t foreplay. This isn’t just to work you up and make you wet. This is making your suffering into entertainment. Like a sexy human lava lamp. Like a toy that I play with when I feel like it.
This isn’t for you to enjoy yourself. This is to make your desperation into the force that breaks you. To use it as a drug that makes you pliable and weak.
I get it, most guys get some sort of self worth from making a girl cum. Like some sort of badge of manhood. You know what I say to that?
Fuck that shit. Tease a dirty little fuck like you enough and you will give every bit of your soul up to just to feel a dick in your leaking empty hole. Denied until you’re ready to be used day and night, whether I want you or not and however I want. Until it changes you as a person. Until you forget what it feels like to be any other way. Until just gagging on a dick makes you leave a puddle under your cunt. Until all you can think about is how to make me want to use you again.
Eventually you will become scared of any release. It will take the feeling away. Eventually that feeling consumes you just to feed itself until all that is left is the desperate owned object I created.
I own your pleasure, cunt. It’s mine and you’re never getting it back, because you’re way too much fun just the way you are.
You’re my new fucking hobby.
Hi. 24F
Can you please describe how you physically feel from 6 months of denial?
Do you find it more/less hard to remove your hand as you edge?
Have you gotten "used" to not orgasming?
Hey!
Thanks so much for the ask!
Physically it’s an incredibly intense feeling. I feel like my body is fire, my skin, between my thighs, all the way up the back of my scalp constantly waiting to explode. If something turns me on now, rather than just feeling a tingle, I feel like an electric rod stabs through my entire body, I nearly convulse over nothing. It’s delicious and terrifyingly powerful all at the same time. It takes me a long time to come down from that arousal euphoria, and even when I come down the baseline is still high, I never don’t want to be fucked these days. I could be on my death bed still trying to spread my legs.
I have been back and forth on whether it’s easier or harder to stop now. I guess the answer is both. Easier in the way that I absolutely know without a doubt I don’t cum. I know that continuing isn’t an option. I don’t even have to think about trying to beg or plead or reason why I should come, cumming is not for me and I accept that place now. It’s harder in the way of the physical feeling, when I am on the brink of an orgasm I feel every single one of the thousands and thousands of edges I’ve done. They have built up and burn through me. When I know how hard I would cum if I let myself it does make it a battle to take my hand away and let that world destroying orgasm fade away, again.
I definitely have got used to not orgasming now, it feels like a part of my day to day. It’s normal that I don’t get to cum. I don’t expect to. The thought of cumming now actually makes me feel guilty and anxious. Orgasm free is a safe place where I can embrace my submission, focus on pleasure and enjoy the absolute firestorm that charges within my body.
Great questions, thank you xx
Submissive Mantra 💖💖💖
“I am Yours. Yours to taunt, Yours to spank, Yours to protect, Yours to fuck, Yours to taste, Yours to caress, Yours to whip, Yours to kiss, Yours to inspect, Yours to bite, Yours to give pain, Yours to take pleasure, Yours to love, Yours to spread open, wide. Until no parts of me remain unseen, untouched, undiscovered, by You. I am Yours. I am Yours to break, but never left broken. I am Yours to make wait, but not forgotten. I am Yours to own, but never take for granted. I am Yours to hold tightly, but not to keep prisoner. I am Yours to set free, but never let go.”
Always a reblog …
This warms my submissive heart. I love beingg owned by my Goddess.
Gentlemen,
Every sister in the sorority is swooning over this poem. It speaks to our submissive souls.
Never forget that the gift of our submission and surrender to you is our CHOICE and wasn’t made lightly. It is your DUTY to handle us with care while you manhandle us.
We’re so easily pleased by the men who hold us near and dear.
I greeted him at the door on 4" heels, a high ponytail, and a satin apron.
He pushed me into my apartment with hungry kisses and desperate gropes.
I peeled back the layers of a long day at work: briefcase with a thud by the door and the friction of his belt through each belt loop. The buckle jingling as it fell to the floor.
He bent me over the table and thrust himself against my back and ass before unzipping and revealing his excitement to me. I ran the stiletto heel up his inseam while using the mental map of his body to guide my hands to revisit my treasure.
His mouth and hands raced to discover every spot that would make me gasp or moan. I cocked my head and squirmed in the shadow of his stature. The high ponytail danced against my skin.
He grasped my long brown tresses at the tip and recalled all the photos and videos in his wank bank of arched backs and bent necks.
He yanked so hard that he herniated C5-6. During the surgery for my artificial disc replacement, my surgeon found a bone shard 3mm from my spinal cord.
The man who whispered in my ear of how i was “marriage material” moved to Toronto 2 weeks after he damn near made me into a quadriplegic. He closed on a house the day of my surgery.
To this day, I jump when someone puts their hands near my head. My ears ring constantly. And every time I see one of you all post a photo of someone having their hair pulled, I think about all the pain one dumb, badly-executed move caused me.
1. Get consent. 2. Give warning. 3. Grab slowly and smoothly at the roots 4. Movement comes from the wrist (minimizes chance of injury to directional force) 5. If need be, let the person with the hair being pulled hold on to your wrist to either limit your movement or as a failsafe. 6. Over time develop trust with your partner to dial up neck extension, force, or speed.
All that and the fucker never even gave me a single orgasm.
Too important not to reblog
I am so sorry for what you experienced @ifitpleasuresme. Thank you for sharing this wake-up call.
Signal boost. If you go charging into a scene thinking you can act like they act in those gonzo BDSM porn loops, you’re a fool. Always keep the Safe in Safe, Sane, and Consensual. If you are not absolutely sure of what you’re doing in a scene, don’t fucking do it.
I Reblog this EVERY. TIME. It’s so important to not fuck someone up for life.
HAMILTON - “The Schuyler Sisters”
Quiet time was harder than any kind of teasing and torment. It taught her the value of attention.
Boo-bies!
Submission..
Submission is not about sex. Submission is not something one can learn. It is not sex. It is not dirty. Submission is beauty. It is a beauty that comes from the very soul of a submissive woman. It is a breaking down of the walls built up in her lifetime, allowing the beautiful, sensual woman to come through. Submission is not about sex, it is about sensuality. It is about trust, communication, vulnerability, caring, and honesty. It is about being the graceful, sensual, beautiful woman that resides within. Submission is about knowing who you are, and what you want. A submissive is NOT a weak person, but just the opposite. She is strong. She is strong in herself, and in the knowledge of who she is. She NEVER submits out of weakness or desperation. She submits out of strength, love, and trust. Submission is freedom. It is a letting go of one’s self, knowing that the dominant is there to catch you if you falter. It is about pushing to be the very best one can be, not only as a submissive, but as a woman, a person, a human being. It is about learning, growing, and giving. Please don’t get me wrong. Submission is not about donning rose colored glasses, and the world is fine. Nothing worthwhile will ever come that easy. Submission is also about pain. There is no growth without pain, lest it be a temporary growth. There is no freedom without the inner struggle to let go. There is no sensuality without breaking down the barriers that took years to put into place.
A submissive is to be measured from the inside, for it is her soul that is enslaved, her body simply follows…
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Kate McKinnon getting her hair pulled by a pornstar Nina Hartley
What Most People Get Wrong About Punishment
People who follow @instructor144 or who hang around kink Tumblr long enough will inevitably run into “The Punisher”… You know the type: the domly dom who breaks sluts through the sheer domliness of his gaze and who just can’t wait to punish a sub so severely that they will never think to break a rule or show any disrespect ever again. Yeah, that guy.
The thing always struck me about these guys is the apparent glee in their voices as they imagine what they’re going to do to the poor sub who would dare violate one of their sacred edicts. The fact that someone would derive so much enjoyment out of inflicting high degrees of physical and emotional pain on another person, particularly in a situation where that person was already vulnerable to begin with, is terrifying and heartbreaking to me. In fact, I honestly can’t see these sorts of situations as anything other than abuse disguised as D/s or BDSM, and the “doms” in question as abusers hiding their behaviors in plain sight in an environment where impact play and punishments are nothing out of the ordinary.
What I think most people fail to understand about punishment (in a D/s context) is that the punishment isn’t there for the benefit of the Dom. The punishment isn’t something that is to be imposed in such a manner that the Dom benefits from its imposition, because then the Dom has an incentive for the Submissive to fail. The greater the incentive, the more likely it is that the Dom will create situations for the Submissive to fail or seek to manufacture other instances in which these “punishments” can be implemented. The eagerness you see being expressed is simply the anticipation of the fulfillment of a suppressed desire causing it to come bubbling up to the surface. In short, these are people who are just waiting for any sort of justification that will allow them to express their abusive desires in a way that they feel is more socially acceptable.
This abuse doesn’t always take the form of physical abuse. You see everything from, “Since you broke a rule, I get to violate one of your hard limits”, to “As punishment, I’m going to completely ignore you and disappear for a week or two to do God-only-knows-what” and everything else in between. Regardless of exactly what shape it takes, these “punishments” all seem to have one thing in common, and that is that the “dom” seems to have just been waiting for the chance to act out on these things.
Remember that D/s is about partnerships between the Dominant(s) and the Submissive(s). These partnerships are formed (ideally) for very specific reasons and they are crafted in such a way that they allow each party to express who they are within the relationship in a way that fosters trust, develops strength, and accentuates the unique talents and abilities that they each bring to the table, while working to mitigate their weaknesses through teamwork and structure. That is why we do what we do - it helps us to be better people because it works with our inherent natures instead of forcing us to try to behave like everyone else. It gives us an environment where we can drop the masks we are forced to wear out in the vanilla world and create a world that is more orderly and serene based on rules that make sense to us.
This begs the question, “If punishments are not intended to benefit the Dominant, why are they there? What purpose do they serve?” The answer is that they are there for the benefit of the Submissive in order to provide a path for atonement for the infraction they committed. It gives them a logical way to become absolved of the guilt and shame that they feel in order to allow them to put it all behind them and move forward.
In these scenarios, an infraction has occurred and it has either been confessed or it has been discovered. Now obviously it is far more desirable that an infraction be confessed in a timely manner alongside a sincere, heartfelt apology. The Submissive should (rightfully) feel a great deal of remorse for breaking the previously agreed-upon rule, and they owe it to their Dominant to explain what happened and allow the consequences follow, trusting that the consequences will be just and fair and adhere to the boundaries laid out in the formative days of the relationship. The Dominant should (rightfully) be proud that the Submissive brought this matter to their attention, even as they are dismayed at the prospect of being put in the position of imposing a sentence.
The punishment should fit the crime, as the saying goes, but it should not be so severe that it actually serves the purpose of discouraging the Submissive from confessing future infractions. It needs to be strict enough that the Submissive feels that they are doing their penance and providing a measure of reparation to the Dominant, yet it needs to be fair enough that the needs of the Submissive and the mitigating factors that contributed to the infraction are accounted for. For many Submissives, the mere act of confessing their infractions is, itself, inherently painful and humiliating. Admitting that they disrespected their Dominant and violated their rules can be extraordinarily hard on them because the fear of disappointing their Dominant makes voicing these acts nearly unbearable.
This is why you frequently see @instructor144 say that something like 25 lines should be enough of a punishment, much to the surprise of many a Dominant. It isn’t the punishment that keeps the Submissive in line, it’s the respect they have for the Dominant and for the dynamic that dissuades them from breaking rules whenever it suits them. The actual punishment is simply the act assigned that signifies the debt being paid in full, and should then be followed with a release from the associated guilt and shame the Submissive had been carrying around. There is no further obligation and the matter is forever put to rest; the Submissive is given a clean slate and a chance to do better next time.
All good pets deserve to be caged.
- @sunshineivy -
Time for you to be of service slut
You think the walk of shame after a night of degrading sex is bad? Try making the crawl of shame before it.