Muzzled Mutt

18+ ACCOUNT!!! 21 Years old Transmasc Genderfaunet (Lesbian?) Idk I like the idea of dick and other tboys so I might be berrisexual. Anywho i'm He/they. Bye guys.

[snappingandsnarling]

Intro post 0_O

Hello everymutt! You can call me Kasper, or you can call me whatever else name you like. I don't really give a shit. I'm 21 Years of age, and I'm a Transmasc Genderfaunet (Genderfluid but can't be fully binary female) Lesbian *Lesboy?? Idk I'm either T4T (any t4t) or just lesbian. I'm also He/They.

This blog is NOT for minors and is for people above the age of 18.

Stuff abt me:

I like things like art, going to the forest, swimming, and tumblr is a thing that I like too, ig.

I'm into some different fandoms, like Undertale, Deltarune, Bungo Stray Dogs, Pokemon, etc etc..

I also like music like: Indie Rock and Midwest Emo and Post-Hardcore.

Stuff I'm into/ will post abt:

Yes!!: Pet play, CNC, somno, knotting (ig), breeding (non preg), objectum+plushum, monsterfucking, primal play, degradation, praise, biting, overstimulation, humping, heat/rut, etc etc..

Not really!!: Actual rape (im biastophilic but anti contact), Fucking real animals (i'm a zoophile but anti-contact), Incest, assfucking, cuckholding (I fucking hate cucking), Minors (I don't even gotta explain this), scat, piss, vomit, etc etc..

DNI LIST:

I don't rlly have a DNI except Antis, Paraphiles that act on that shit, and those Conservative Maga Nazis. Also this blog is for 18+ there shouldn't be minors on this blog.

I think that's all so bye guys or wtv.

[snappingandsnarling]

Hey guys. Honestly, I've been thinking, and I always feel kind of fearful when logging into tumblr on this account (as weird as that seems), and I might not continue to post what I usually do.. Idk if it's the fear of being perceived, or anything else, but this is just a heads up that I might not post here anymore, but I might still post the usual things, but I'm still gonna take a break from this account. Sorry guys.

[snappingandsnarling]

Considering your response, I would like to apologise. Even though, what you wrote was blurring the lines of the terms you used, you dealt with that you had been through, without hurting others.

The second post about consent was misleading, that's why I clarified that it doesn't include anti c.

But I deeply apologise for reacting in such a harsh way. I'm sorry. I hope u can heal and be better. My temper was not justified.

I also apologize for writing that post a bit... Misleading. Your reaction was completely justified considering the lack of context that I wrote. I will continue to try and heal, and in the near future, I will try to get therapy for it. I will try and be a better person than I was before. Thank you for understanding.

[snappingandsnarling]

Youre not anti contact if you support bestiality

also I do NOT support bestiality. I meant that TECHNICALLY, If an animal were to do that by themselves, it would be less.. Bestiality. But that doesn't mean that I think that somebody shouldn't stop the animal from doing that. I wouldn't let an animal do that, because that would shatter the meaning of anti-contact for me, and that would technically be manipulating an animal. I'll say this once, and i'll say It again. I was a child when thinking of these things, and I deeply regret it, even though I never assaulted my dog. I know this is not an excuse, but it is a reason. I merely post about these things on tumblr so I can put those thoughts on the internet instead of doing it to a fucking dog.

[snappingandsnarling]

You've assaulted your dog. Dogs cannot consent. You just raped your dog. His brain is not developed enough to consent to humans.

I never did anything to my dog. I was a child when I THOUGHT of those horrible things. I regret thinking of those things, actually. I'm glad that I was too scared to actually do anything to him. I would never actually hurt an innocent animal.

[snappingandsnarling]

Honestly, ever since I learned about things like sex, stimulation, and was shown animal porn when I was 8, I wanted my male German Shepard Dog to breed me. I didn't understand most things about it, but once, I stripped my pants down with him in the room, and beckoned him to me. I always felt a heat in my lower area when thinking about his cock. I would think about jerking him off until he came, and think about him mounting me. Sigh.. I still kinda think that German Shepards are hot, and I hate that. In my opinion, you can get fucked by a male dog because he decided to do that, but it wouldn't be okay for you to let him do. But for female dogs, they cant ACTUALLY indicate that they wanna be fucked by you. The most that they can do is probably lick you by themselves, but that still wouldn't be okay.

(disclaimer: I don't feel sexually attracted to my dog anymore, that was when I was 8. I don't support fucking animals.)

[cassadism]

Here is a guide to hitting others. It is not about safe impact locations or how to develop picturesque bruising. It is about how to hit someone, and keep hitting someone, until you're both satisfied. It is how I approach hitting masochists for my own pleasure.

The first thing to note is that...

This is going to Hurt.

That fact cannot be shied away from. Pain, even for masochists, hurts. There is a tolerance to how much someone can take, and ways to engage with that tolerance. You will need to learn how each masochist takes pain, and potentially even teach them how to manage and endure it.

So you've got a paddle and a tied up piece of masochistic meat, or perhaps you're using your hand and it's bent over your knee, or perhaps it's cuffed to a cross and you've got a whip, or perhaps you've got a knife or needles or... well by now I've laboured the point enough.

How do you get the most out of your meat?

Start slow. Hit them slowly and rhythmically, building up in intensity every few hits, and when they tense too much or start struggling to breathe or can't stop themselves from making too much noise, slow down again.

Your aim is to warm up the meat so that it can get used to the pain, and once it's used to the pain you can intensify it. Climb up, drop down, and climb back up again. Vary the strike location, but remember that locations you haven't hit as much will need warming up too. The more skilfully it's done, the more you'll get to hit it.

On the subject of their breathing, tension, and noises, you'll want to pay attention to these as you hit them. As you hit them, their breathing will try to get sharp and shallow. Their muscles will try to contract to harden against the impact, and they'll make noises as reactions to your hits. Encourage them to keep their breathing steady and calm, and they'll take the hits better. Encourage them to relax so that the impact dissipates into their flesh instead of getting caught in their tension and you can hit them harder while hurting them less. Listen for moans of pleasure if they're so inclined, and encourage them to verbalise their pain, intentionally responding to pain verbally will help them endure it. Let them calm themselves between your hits, and they'll feel like they can take it and let you push them harder.

Watch how they react, but be aware that you may need to soothe or goad them. Try different things: Hold your off-hand on their shoulder so that they can brace against you. Praise them for each hit you've delivered. Tell them they can take more for you. Tease them. Rub them while they catch their breath and tell them how happy you are with them for taking it. Be verbal, but don't expect responses unless they enjoy responding. Pay attention to what helps them calm.

Once you've got the hang of these things, you can begin to play with them and challenge them: forbid them from making noise. Blindfold them so that they can't prepare for the pain. Make them watch you hit them so that they can't help but tense up in response, and play with false swings to mess with their minds. You can be cruel, because you know how it works. You know which moving parts can be shifted, and which must stay still.

Consider also what your masochist wants from being hit: some do not want to be overwhelmed, they want to be guided and hit into a meditative place where they can dissolve into the pain: intense but never too much, and then you can hit them until they're bloody and raw. Others want their pain to push right up to the edge of too much and stay there until they break. They want to cry and scream, and your challenge is to see how cathartic you can make it: break them too quickly and they might not find it satisfying, and neither will you.

And afterwards, aftercare, and you can work out what that looks like with your masochist yourselves.

[snappingandsnarling]

sigh.. Wish I could do knifeplay or impact play but the person I would prolly wanna do it with would NOT be into that shit

[pr3ttypunisherrr]

"hi puppy." hand sliding into his boxers without warning. feeling him gasp against my mouth. feeling exactly what i expected to find. "oh. all of this just from kissing me?"

feeling him hide his face in my neck immediately.

"don't be embarrassed." fingers moving slow through how wet he is. feeling him shiver against me. "it's sweet. it really is." pulling my hand out. bringing my fingers up between us. looking at them. looking at him. "but i need to have a proper look."

the sound he makes.

"boxers off."

watching him reach down with slightly shaking hands and push them down. lying back. looking up at me with those eyes. that face. open and wanting and already so embarrassed about both.

taking my time looking at him. watching his thighs want to close and staying open because i haven't said he can close them.

"spread your legs for me."

he does. slowly. face heating up.

settling between them. running both hands up his inner thighs slow. feeling him tremble under my palms. pressing a kiss to his inner thigh. then the other one. feeling him inhale sharply at each one.

bringing two fingers to his clit. resting them there first. feeling him immediately try to grind against them.

"so swollen already." rubbing slow circles. watching his hips move with my fingers. "just from kissing. look at you." pressing a little harder. feeling him gasp. "so wet it's running down your thighs puppy. did you know that?"

"i." stopping. trying again. "i didn't mean to."

"you didn't mean to." repeating it gently. still rubbing. watching his hips chase my fingers in these helpless little circles. "your body just decided all on its own."

"yes." barely a word.

"that's so embarrassing." said so fondly. pressing another kiss to his inner thigh. "so embarrassing. you're dripping and we haven't even started."

feeling him whimper. hips grinding harder against my fingers.

bringing my fingers down slower. trailing through how wet he is. circling his hole without pressing in. feeling him there. feeling how ready he is. feeling him clench around nothing.

he half moan-whimpers at the contact. hips pressing down trying to take my fingers and finding nothing there.

"please." immediate. breathless.

"please what?" circling again. slower this time.

"please inside. please i need inside please."

"already?" pulling back slightly. watching his hips chase my hand desperately. "i'm still checking how wet you are."

"i'm so wet. i'm so wet please i need your fingers please mommy please."

"i can see that." pressing the tips of two fingers just barely against his hole. not pushing in. feeling him try to press down onto them. holding them perfectly still. "you're so fucking soaked. all from kissing me and having my hand in your boxers for thirty seconds."

"please." hips pressing down harder. trying so hard to take what i'm not giving yet. "please please i'm so worked up please i need to be filled please."

"you need to be filled?" looking up at him from between his thighs. watching his face. desperate and flushed and so shy. "just from me checking how wet you are. you're that worked up already?”

"i've been thinking about it all day." admitted in a rush. "i've been thinking about your hands all day please."

keeping my eyes on his face. pressing one finger in slow.

feeling him clench around it immediately. that tight desperate grip pulling me in.

"all day." pressing deeper. watching his mouth fall open completely. "and you didn't say anything."

"i didn't want to be too much."

adding a second finger. feeling him take it so easily. so readily. his body opening right up. curling them forward and watching his whole body arch off the bed.

"you're never too much." pressing a kiss to his inner thigh. starting to move my fingers slow and deep. feeling him immediately start grinding against my hand. "you can always tell me. every time." curling deeper. watching his eyes flutter. "especially when you're this wet just from kissing me. that's something i always want to know about."

"okay." barely coherent already. hips rolling steady against my fingers. hands fisting the sheets. "okay i'll tell you. please don't stop."

"i'm not stopping." pressing my mouth to his inner thigh. feeling him clench around my fingers. "we're just getting started."

working him slow and thorough. learning every place that makes him gasp. that makes his hips stutter. that makes his hands release the sheets to grab at my arms instead. adding a third finger when he's ready. feeling him take it with a sound that goes straight through me. curling all three forward and watching him completely lose whatever composure he had left.

"you feel so good." said into his thigh. "so wet and so tight and you take my fingers so perfectly. every single time."

"please." voice cracking. "please i need more. i need to be more full please i need your strap please mommy please i can't just with your fingers anymore."

"you can't?" not stopping. watching him shake his head frantically. feeling him clench desperately around my fingers. "you need something bigger?"

"please." eyes wet. hips rolling hard against my hand. "please yes please i need to be full please."

keeping my fingers moving for another two minutes just to hear him keep asking. feeling him get more and more desperate with every second i don't give him what he wants. watching him come completely undone just from my fingers and knowing i haven't even started yet.

then slowing. pulling out slow. watching him clench around nothing and whimper at the loss.

"stay right there." pressing a kiss to his inner thigh. getting up. taking my time getting the harness on while he watches from the bed with those glassy desperate eyes. not rushing. letting him lie there and want while i get ready.

getting everything settled. moving back over him. feeling his hands reach for me immediately. pulling at my hips.

"hands." said simply.

he lets go. grips the sheets instead. jaw tight with the effort of it.

pressing the tip against his hole and holding it there. feeling him try to press down onto it.

"still." hand firm on his hip. "let me give it to you."

pressing in slow. watching his face the entire time. the way his mouth drops open wider with every inch. the way his eyes flutter and then find mine like he needs something to hold onto. the way his whole body exhales as he takes all of it.

"there." bottoming out. staying completely still. letting him feel how full he is. watching him process it. "how does that feel..?"

"so full." barely a word. "so full, please fuck me…please i need more."

"i know you do." starting to move. slow deep rolls of my hips. deliberate. watching his face crack open with every thrust. "this is mine." pressing deeper. feeling him gasp. "this body is mine. you know that."

"yours." immediate. certain. "yours please."

"mine to take care of." moving deeper. watching his eyes roll back. "mine to fill up. mine to make feel good however i want and for as long as i want."

"yes." sobbed. meaning every word of it. "yes please don't stop please."

working him slow and deep and thoroughly. taking my time. watching everything. the flush spreading across his chest. the tears gathering at the corners of his eyes from how good it is and how long i'm making it last. the way his hands keep finding my arms and gripping. the way his hips roll up to meet every thrust even when i tell him to stay still.

"please faster." wrecked already. "please i need faster please mommy."

"i know what you need." not changing the pace. pressing a kiss to his jaw. his cheek. his temple. "and you're getting it. exactly like this. at my pace."

the frustrated sob that comes out of him. his hips trying to chase more and my hands holding them down.

"you're so needy." said so fondly. moving deeper just to watch him gasp. "you know that? lying here begging me to go faster when i know exactly what your body needs and i'm giving it to you already. so impatient."

"i just need—"

"i know what you need." pulling almost all the way out and pressing back in slow. watching his eyes go wide. "you need exactly this. exactly what i'm giving you. your body knows even if you don't."

feeling him start to shake. getting close. his sounds getting higher and more desperate. hands gripping my arms tight.

"please. please mommy please i'm so close please let me."

keeping the pace exactly where it is. watching him hover right on the edge. shaking and desperate and looking at me with those eyes.

"please." tears running properly now. "please i've been so good please."

"you have been." pressing my forehead to his. looking right at him. "so good. so perfect. you feel so good around me puppy." moving just slightly faster. watching him sob. "go ahead. cum for me. let me feel you."

the way he gets there. his whole body arching up into me. hands gripping my arms hard enough to leave something behind. clenching around me in waves while i work him through every single second of it. feeling everything.

not stopping when he finishes.

feeling him go immediately oversensitive. that sharp inhale. hands flying to my hips.

"too much. too much i just came i—"

"i know." not stopping. moving slow. working his cum back into him with every thrust. feeling him twitch and gasp and try to process the overstimulation. "i'm just keeping you full. keeping everything right where it belongs."

"mommy." voice completely gone. "mommy, what are you doing…?"

"keeping it inside." watching his face soften at my words. "i'm not done with you yet. and i want you to stay full while we switch."

the moan he lets out at that.

pulling out slow. watching him clench reflexively trying to keep everything in. pressing two fingers in immediately after. feeling him gasp.

"stay still." working my fingers slow. feeling him twitch and clench around them helplessly. "good boy. just stay full for me."

helping him up when he's ready. settling onto my back. pulling him over me. watching him look down at me with glassy eyes.

"ride me." said simply.

watching him process that. looking down at the strap. looking back at my face.

"go on." hand on his hip. not guiding yet. "show me how good you are."

him reaching down with shaking hands. lining himself up. pressing down slow. taking it back in while still full of his own cum.

"good boy." hands settling on his hips lightly. not controlling yet. letting him find his footing. "that's it. take your time."

him starting to move. slow rolls of his hips at first. finding the angle. finding what works. his hands pressed flat to my chest. head dropping forward. sounds falling out of him with every movement that he's not controlling or containing at all.

watching him. all of him. the flush across his chest deepening. the way his brows pull together when he finds the right spot. the way concentration gives way to pure feeling the longer he moves.

"look at me." waiting until his eyes find mine. "stay with me puppy. keep your eyes on me."

him holding my gaze while he moves. looking at me like i'm the only thing in the room.

feeling him start to speed up. chasing it. hips snapping down faster and faster and faster.

bringing my hand down sharp against his clit.

he whines at the slight sting against his clit.

"slow." said firmly. immediately bringing my fingers to where i just hit. rubbing slow deliberate circles. feeling him twitch violently. feeling him get wetter. "you're not finishing until i say so. slow down."

"but i'm so close mommy—"

"i know you are." still rubbing. watching his hips stutter trying to chase my hand and ride me at the same time. finding it impossible to manage both at once. "slow down anyway. make it last for me."

him whimpering. forcing his hips back to slow. deep rolls instead of the frantic pace he wanted. shaking with the effort of holding back.

"good boy." moving my hand back to his hip. "just like that. nice and slow. i want you to feel every single second of this."

working him like that for a long time. keeping the pace slow. bringing my hand down against his clit every time he speeds up without permission. rubbing slow circles after every single time. watching him get more desperate with every cycle. more overwhelmed. more wrecked. tears running freely now. hips trying to be good and failing incrementally.

"please." sobbing properly. "please please i've been so good please i can't. i can't hold it anymore please."

"you've been so good." pulling him down to me. pressing my lips to his forehead. his wet cheek. the corner of his mouth. "so good puppy. you feel so good on me. you have absolutely no idea how good you feel."

"please mommy please."

"how many times did i make you cum tonight." murmured against his skin.

"once." desperate. "just once please please."

"and you want more."

"please i need it please i'll be so good please."

"you're already so good." bringing my hand to his clit. not slapping this time. rubbing slow circles while he rides me. feeling him immediately lose whatever rhythm he had left. "so needy. so desperate to cum on my strap again. so embarrassing."

"i can’t help it." he says honest. "i can’t help it. i just need more, please..”

"i know." rubbing slower. watching his face fall completely apart. "i know you do. that's why i'm going to give it to you." pressing harder. feeling him shake against me. "cum for me right now. let me feel you."

and he does. so much harder this time. his whole body shaking apart on top of me. face dropping to my neck. sounds completely muffled against my skin and still so loud. clenching around me over and over in waves while i keep my hand on his clit working him through every last second of it. feeling him shake and sob and grip my shirt with both hands and ride it out until he has absolutely nothing left.

staying inside him after.

not moving him. letting him stay exactly where he is. both arms wrapping all the way around him. his weight on my chest. pressing my lips to his hair again and again.

"good boy." into his hair. rubbing his back slow. "such a good boy. you did so well for me tonight."

a small broken sound against my neck.

"was i good…?" barely audible. face still pressed into me. still catching his breath. "was i really good mommy?”

pressing a long kiss to the top of his head. pulling him tighter.

"you were perfect." said with praise. "you were absolutely perfect. i've got you. just breathe."

feeling him compeltely relax against me at that.

[snappingandsnarling]

Guys, I know that this isn't my typical posting, but if you support Totallyjoyous day, then get the fuck off of my blog. If you follow me and him, I'll block you.

[skippymutt]

Puppy crying while getting fucked by his owner, so tired and overstimulated that his moans turn into sobs and whines, hugging around the pillow, barely even able to keep his hips up anymore! Owner leaning over puppy's back, petting his hair softly. "Aww, is my puppy tired? Just a little longer, be a good boy." Owner murmurs as they wipe tears from the pup's eyes. All while making absolutely no effort to fuck into him slower, milking out another orgasm n more cute sobs from their pup!!

[crypticbutchh]

need to make a femme hold it just so i can watch them try not to leak all over my fingers while i fuck them

[snappingandsnarling]

Fucking a partner with full pup play gear on + a knotted strap would be so fucking hot. Doing that, And with a vibrator inside of you? I really need something like that to happen..

[snappingandsnarling]

I want a lesbian under me, my thick strap pistoning in and out of her. That would be ideal, unless my tdick will grow large enough to fuck someone with. I would want to hear her soft whimpers as her thighs would shake from me rutting into her, wildly but not hurting her. I would want her to come undone on my cock, squirting all over the both of us. I would thrust into her a bit more, overstimulating her blissed-out form, then we would collapse onto the bed in the afterglow and cuddle.

[snappingandsnarling]

love ur account!

I LOVE YOUR ACCOUNT SO MUCH THANK YOU! ^_^

[snappingandsnarling]

Sigh I wish I could get a dildo. I kinda want a knotted one ngl.. I usually have to use my fingers or have to rub my clit to climax or wtv. An actual dildo would be way better than any of that. I usually have to use other things. One time I fucked myself with a bathtub cleaner rod handle, and I also did that with a sharpie.. The bathtub cleaner rod thing wtv its called was so good bc it was thick and REALLY long. But I think a knotted dildo would be good for me bc it would help me NOT to have sexual thoughts about real canines. I just realized that I just ranted a bunch about things that I shove up my boycunt T-T

[snappingandsnarling]

You couldn't of consented to that being shown to you. Its not ur fault at all.

Thank you anon.. I just dunno how to respond to ALL of these, but truly thank you guys.

[snappingandsnarling]

Thats abuse.. im so sorry.. children shouldn't be subjected to explicit sexual materials/ sex in general, outside the safety stuff.

Thats predatory behaviour on their part.

You, coping with it, does not make you a predator as well.

Thank you anon.. Idk if it was abuse tho, we were only 2 years apart and I don't know if she knew any better at the time.. But just thank you for that.