Stirrups with Straps

A blog committed to fantasizing about beautiful women struggling in stirrups. Strictly fantasy. No minors! I generally do not RP, but I am happy to chat! Pacific Northwest. M, 34. Please drop me a line if you are local!

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I love the blog title

Thank you! It’s a simple concept but the more you think about it, the more exciting it becomes…power, pain, control…

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Ladies, you deserve to know the truth. When we say you look cute, this is what we actually mean.

We’re fantasizing about how good it’d feel finishing deep inside you, knowing that your belly will soon begin to swell. We’re picturing how low, heavy, and round your tummy will become, how your belly button will pop out from all of the pressure within. We’re imagining ourselves worshipping your belly, feeling its immense weight in our hands as they glide over your soft skin and across your intoxicating curves.

We’re envisioning you on your back, your legs spread wide, your huge overdue belly framed between your trembling thighs, your face sweaty and red from your labors. We’re hearing you begging for help, moaning, and screaming as you struggle through painful contractions, desperately trying to force an impossibly large object through an impossibly tight space. We’re picturing the midwife’s cruel fingers inside you swinging side to side: forcefully, mercilessly, and incessantly teasing your most sensitive spot open as you bear down. We’re imagining just hot and tight your contracting belly would feel to the hand, and how your legs would shake and tremble in agony as you experience the ring of fire. We’re thinking about what a good girl you’d be for pushing as hard as you can, no matter how bad it hurts; about how beautiful your face would look as you bear down in pain. We’re hearing you shriek as you finally push the head out, fantasizing about your hips bucking and fluid gushing out as you cry out. We’re dreaming about you heavily pregnant again, about you back in the delivery room, even as you loudly protest having those wide shoulders pulled out past your sore lips. We’re hoping you’ll be our breeding plaything forever.

But, that’s too much to say. So, we’ll just call you cute.

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My fantasy is my partner promising we will go to the hospital and have a comfortable birth with an epidural (despite having zero intentions of this, when the time comes.) I've made it clear I'm absolutely not having an unmedicated birth, and definitely not a home birth. I feel victorious when I win the hospital vs home birth argument, (not realising that he gave up a little *too* easily.)

When my labour starts, my partner subtly engineers it so that I give birth at home, on our bed, with just his hands to guide me through the most painful experience of my life.

I'm screaming that I hate him, that he's evil, that i want it to stop, and yet depending on him totally.

He gets to see every single moment, especially the head stretching me out, and my thighs trembling in his hands. He films it, just in case a doctor needs to view it afterwards, to check everything went smoothly

Aww! What a fun fantasy! I love that you want to be forced to suffer a completely natural and unmedicated labor and delivery at home. Have you ever thought about how that video of you could screaming and shaking as you crown could be the very thing that leads to your second pregnancy? Just some food for thought ;-)

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For over nine months, she flaunted her long slender legs, teased her swollen breasts, and stroked her ever growing belly, tantalizing her online fan base with her perfect pregnant body. Her many fans lavished her with attention, praise, and of course, donations.

It came as a real surprise when her most popular and lucrative livestream turned out to be her labor and delivery stream by a long shot. As she struggled through painful contractions on camera, an increasingly numerous crowd ultimately numbering in the hundreds of thousands gathered, tuning in to enjoy the sights and sounds of an overdue camgirl loudly suffering through labor. And as her contractions mounted, so did the donations.

As she struggled with her legs apart in birthing position on camera, as she screamed with each push forcing the overdue head to a full crown, as her tight lips and perineum were stretched to her limits, her screaming and begging reverberated in headphones and bedrooms across the world. Her thighs trembled in pain on screens of all sizes. And though her contractions were periodic, the tips were constant.

As reviewed her earnings statement a month later, it became clear: despite her immense suffering, there was no option left. She simply had to be bred again as soon as possible: the money was too good to pass up.

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It’s nice to see girls with a breeding kink getting used to having their legs forced apart such that her knees are up by her shoulders. After all, if you like playing with fire, you have to accept you might get burnt.

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You can’t see what’s happening, but based on the midwife’s hands and arm movement…well, you get the idea. Also, can we obsess over how amazing her belly looks as she pushes?

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I too, cannot wait for you to have another natural birth. The way you struggled with your legs apart, how you begged the doctor to stop stretching your crowning perineum, and the scream you let out when you finally forced the head out of your tightest spot were the hottest things I’ve ever experienced.

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I love your blog so much! What’s your thoughts on painful interventions? E.g screaming and crying while they stick forceps in and forcefully pull, making a crown so much quicker than they were ready for? And it would be so cool to see a blog about a girl who was relaxed up until birth because she knew she was getting an epidural but when she goes to deliver the Doctor who does them isn’t there, so she has to quickly come to terms with the fact she will be feeling that painful burning crown as that huge head opens her up

Thank you for the ask and the suggestion! Keep your eyes peeled for your request 😉

I enjoy fantasizing about painful but necessary interventions. For example, I really enjoy the idea having to force her to stretch by hand or the use of assistive devices like forceps or vacuum on account of her being too tight and that head simply being (almost) too big to fit. Ready or not, she has to stretch over that head. And, shes welcome to struggle and scream as she sees fit.

One underlying concept I find exciting is that of the inevitable. Even if she is in too much pain to focus, or too scared of pushing the head out, theres no way out of this until it’s all said and done, one way or the other.

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Glad you’re back 🩷

Thank you! I’m trying my best!

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Good girls repeatedly practice spreading their legs for birth so they’re ready to push for daddy no matter what.

Practice makes perfect, which is especially important for when she’s struggling with unbearable contractions, the huge size of daddy’s gift seemingly splitting her little pussy in half, and the doctor roughly stretching her little princess hole out.

With enough practice, daddy’s good girl will instinctually and automatically spreads her legs on the delivery table no matter how bad her pussy feels or how hard the mean doctor is stretching her special spot, making it just a tiny bit easier to be daddy’s breeding toy. Practice makes perfect.

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I love seeing you in beautiful lingerie sets but I have to be honest, nothing got me more excited than seeing you with your hospital gown pulled up and over your huge contracting belly as you pushed in stirrups for me.

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Not sure why you'd be surprised by the stockings being available. You can buy a whole ass delivery bed on Amazon.

Ha! It’s one of those things you don’t think to look into till an errant thought crosses your mind! Less so surprised, more so deeply pleased and excited I suppose.

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I’m obsessed with these white stockings that many girls wear to keep their legs warm while they’re pushing in stirrups. Well, I just learned that you can buy them for not too much! I’d be happy to buy you a pair if you come model them for me. And you might just end up needing them in nine months…

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One last pic for baby daddy before donning the same white stockings she wore all those months ago when he pinned her down and filled her up. Judging the way she climbs onto the delivery table and spreads her legs into those wide birthing stirrups, it’s abundantly clear it’s not her first time in obstetrical stirrups. In fact, she’ll be laid on her back with her chin to her chest, begging for help and screaming as she pushes another huge head out within the year.

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Reading the thoughts of strangers admiring the view of her supple breasts and ever growing belly was endlessly electrifying. Their obsession with every inch of her body, how spherical her beach ball belly was, how it hung off her hips, how many inches it was around enthralled her, making her wish her pregnancy would last forever. As her desperate struggles to deliver inthe birthing chair entered the third hour, once again, she found herself at the center of attention by total strangers. Pushing and screaming with her legs forced apart for what felt like a lifetime, she learned that the measurement that mattered the most was the diameter of her overdue baby’s head.

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It’s a bit too late to wish that you had him finish anywhere but inside while you’re pushing in stirrups. But you begged for a creampie and you got it. Now your lot is to suffer through endless contractions while desperately struggling to delivery that overdue baby for him. Perhaps have him finish on your tummy next time?