Sadistic Scribe @sadistic-scribe - Tumblr Blog

I'm just a simple man trying to make his way in the universe.

This blog is for 21+ only. NSFW. No minors.

Born in 1981. The First of the Elder Millenials. Probably old enough to be your father.

A writer by trade and a sadist by nature. A dominant man who sometimes enjoys being put on his knees by the right person. But for the most part I love watching others crawl and suffer for my amusement. I'm not here to flex my big, dommly dick, just to enjoy my twisted perversions.

*** Owner of @submissivequinn2 ***

Featured Kinks: Domination, humiliation, degradation, bondage, CNC, violence, breath play, suffocation, bagging, rape, piss, waterboarding, torture, stalking, blackmail, coercion, intox, pet play, corruption, and training. This is in no particular order and is not all inclusive.

I use tags to help keep my blog a little more organized. Some of my posts run on a queue.

Always open to asks and messages. I'm friendly and polite. I will block weirdos, fin dommes, weird AI shit, and bots.

Note: Due to recent chaos in my life, I am posting mostly on a queue and may be slow to respond to any messages.

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Corruption

I want to make you worse. Making you edge to the horrible things you never thought your feminist cunt would get tingly for.

I want you to crave embarrassment and humiliation. Get off on being entertainment while I laugh. Ruin yourself for my pleasure and approval.

Help me by always being a role model for others. Good girls make other good girls. You will be judged by your obedience, but rarely expect to cum.

I want to corrupt you.

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And I want you to beg for more

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Rough doggystyle anal with your wrists cuffed behind your back and my hands wrapped around your neck from behind

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Pull harder

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So after an inspirational thought this is the second thing on my mind this Sunday morning.

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The best thing I ever did was teach you that there’s no difference between you cumming and me cumming. It took a while. Lots of repetition. Lots of edging you right up to the line and then finishing on you instead, then whispering good job right at the moment you’d normally hear yourself moan. Letting you feel my cum dripping down your skin while your brain was still expecting its own orgasm. Over and over until the wires just quietly crossed and your body stopped being able to tell the difference.

So now when you’re desperate and shaking and you beg me to cum, I just spit in my palm and wrap my hand around my cock. And you don’t even flinch. You don’t correct me. Your eyes get heavy and your breathing changes and you watch me squeeze the base and stroke up, slow, dragging the skin tight, letting the head swell between my fingers. You watch the pre-cum bead up and spill over my knuckles and your mouth falls open a little like you can taste it. Because somewhere in that pretty rewired head of yours, this is what cumming feels like now. Watching me get myself off while you soak through the sheets next to me.

And I’m in no rush. I’ll let go entirely just to watch my cock twitch and throb on its own while you whimper like something was taken from you. Then grip it again, tighter, faster, fucking my own fist while you lie there clenching with your hips rocking in rhythm with my hand. Your body trying to sync up with what your brain says is happening to you. I can hear how wet you are every time you squeeze your thighs together. You don’t even register it. You’re too focused on my cock. On the way my stomach tenses when I’m getting close. On the way my breathing gets ragged and my grip gets sloppy and I stop performing for you and just start chasing it.

When I cum you feel it everywhere. Your whole body loosens up. I’m spilling over my hand, onto your thighs, across your stomach, and you arch into it like it’s warmth you earned. You close your eyes. You curl into me. You say thank you. Meanwhile your pussy is still swollen and untouched. It has been this whole time. But your brain marked it as done. You got what you needed. You begged to cum. You watched me cum. You came. You’re sure of it.