this is a kink blog intended for 17+. dni if otherwise, please.
Name: Mutt (no, not my real name. no, nobody will know my real name except for my wife ofc)
Age: 18!
Prns: He/Him, I’m FTM Transmasc, any misgendering will not be tolerated.
Birthday: 06/17/07
Nicknames: Dog, Pup, Puppy, Daddy, Master, etc.
Boundaries: i will not respond to intense(overly personal) nsft asks. i will also not interact with scat/ageplay/vomit things of that caliber. you can look all you’d like, but everything you see belongs to her. do feel free to interact, esp any fellow mutts or dogs! always fun to find a fellow canine.
Details: switch, very much leaning dom. big brat tamer <3
wearing lingerie when you and your big brother are home alone because you know he’ll see it and he won’t be able to resist, especially with all the panties and other sets you’ve made him move from the washer to the dryer for you <3
I love having a small partner who likes to top me. Especially as a bigger guy, who works out, it’s so wonderful.
yes, I could easily overpower her.
But why would I when she speaks in that raspy, soft voice? Why would I when she guides me inside of her? Why would I when she coaxes me to go faster, harder, deeper?
Oh to be a guard dog. Trained by words I don’t even understand; but I know what happens if I obey.
If I rut them when they say rut, I get to get off and rut a nice warm hole, just like I wanted. If I cum when they command me to, then I get to cum, just like I needed to.
I love when my owner (@h1sl4mbch0p) trains me to be her perfect guard dog. Keeping her safe and full.
Been working for barely 2 hours (I build sets) and already sweating like crazy.
Need my sweet, innocent girl to get corrupted sitting on my lap and accidentally getting a whiff of me. Soon grinding on my jeans with her face in my pit.
Maybe if she’s lucky she’ll get to polish my work boots with her cunt and huff the musk in my crotch. Such a greedy thing. <3
and to be animal is to be forced onto your back with a cock pounding your cunt while he growls and drools all over you. he isn’t even biting you anymore, just pressing his teeth against your cheek, a show of dominance.
so, naturally you submit - eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out as you let out little yips and gasps, making yourself small and agreeable. all of you is wet - your face and neck from his drool, your poor cunt, the sweat pooling in the crevices of your skin.
you won’t be done for a while, of course. animals wouldn’t just waste a bunch of energy on sex for no reason. you’ll be here for a while, letting that mutt dump load after load into you until he’s sure you’re nice and bred, and even then you’re sure he’ll get worked up again waiting for that knot to swell back down.
hummm thinking about coaxing some poor little girl into my van and persuading her to take hits from my blunt 💕 i can tell that shes high because her eyes are all red and now shes all over me, touching my arms and brushing her leg against my thigh 🥴
