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@strawberryslut17
Right amount of ...."TIGHT"...
There's only one level of tight...... tight.....
I could tie up my girl with a couple of simple knots...and it would be inescapable....
But no ......not me..... I wanna use lotsa rope.....i want you absolutely and completely helpless.....my way.
PS.....this was one of the more recent posts on my blog terminated by Tumblr.....I don't intend to rehash too many of them on this new account
I want an older married couple to fuck me. I would call them mommy and daddy. They would praise everything I do, because I’m such a good girl for them. I would suck her tits while he fucked my tight pussy.
Sweet, gentle, passionate kissing while you're collared, tied up and dressed in nothing but cute lingerie and I'm fully clothed and pulling you in close and holding you tight and grinding my knee between your thighs
if you push the bulb of the hitachi wand just right inside her hole (so she’s clenching and bearing down on the head) and turn it on, she’ll see god i promise you. bonus points if she’s tied up and you leave it inside for a while, turning the vibrations up. she’ll squirt in minutes and won’t be able to get it out, since she’s bearing down on it like a knot, just crying and convulsing while it stimulates her continuously from the inside out. just leave her there for a bit, gagged and teary with her legs spread as the handle sticks out of her pussy, go finish some work for a bit. her pussy will be swollen and fat and glistening around the wand when you get back, and your sweet girl will probably be in subspace, taking it helplessly like a good girl
Come back to check on me and tug on it a little, then turn up the settings. Go back to work and then once you have finished come and make me ride your cock with my fat swollen pussy till you cum deep inside me.
*adds to the never ending list of things i want done to me***
Like this if you’re a little girl who wants to be talked through an orgasm by a grown man while you call him dad and talks to you like you’re a little baby
Hold her like you own her. Not sometimes. All the time. That's your prized possession and you're going to treat her like the trophy she is.
Talking with friends? Arm around her back and hand holding her hip keeping her pressed to your side.
Need to get around her? Grab her by the hips and physically relocate her and put her back in her spot after.
Walking around at a gathering? Keep a firm grip on her hand and YOU navigate the crowd for you both. She just gets pulled along.
Driving? That inner thigh better be grabbed tight by you. Not grabbing the inner thigh while driving is a war crime under the Geneva conventions.
Kissing? Hold her in place by the throat to steady your aim.
She sleepy in public? Hold her by the back of her head and keep her face pressed to your chest.
HOLD HER LIKE YOU OWN HER BECAUSE YOU DO. TAKE PRIDE IN YOUR PROPERTY DAMNIT.
This is so sweet 😭
Thinking about those textured grinding toys and how hot it would for a dom to strap one of them to their thigh and make me grind against it, guiding my hips and whispering sweet, encouraging words in my ear as I fall apart in their lap
To your thigh....or your boot....either work for me.
Being inside a bitchsuit is just as hard as it looks.
There is no way to grip anything, and the useless hands can’t even reach any zipper inside a correctly sized suit.
Walking takes a bit of getting used to, as it all comes down to a four-legged motion, and again there is no way to really grip anything for support.
With a hood that also blocks vision it adds another level of helplessness, because then it is also impossible to get any bearings.
The hood ,when tight enough and especially in combination with something filling the mouth, removes the human speech and leaves only moans, squeals, grunts and similar sounds for communication.
What is left to enjoy is someone turned into a helpless animal, far from any human way of life and unable to stop it without help.
Would love to try this
pick me please!
How about I make you into a cute little object like this thing. Covered in skin tight latex head to toe, forced to crawl on all fours, unable to see or talk or even hear. Just an object for my enjoyment and teasing. Personally I’d have two remotes for you, one a vibrator and one a shock collar, and you’d never know which one would spring to life.
How humiliating for you that you’re actually getting wet thinking about being treated like this. Guess we should make it happen then.
Safe age appropriate orgasms in her nappy is all she will ever get - if she deserves to get an orgasm at all. It should always be done when she is safely padded up. No big girl sex allowed; just soft warm orgasms in her wet and messy nappy.
Not being allowed to take it off or push it to one side, girlie has to just endure having the magic wand pushed against her special area, all safely taped up behind the thick rustling plastic and all of her wet warm accidents that smush against her. (It’s the only pleasure she’s accustom to anymore.) softly moaning into her pacifier as she screams, being hit with waves of pleasure. She doesn’t get any control at all. The grown ups hold the vibrating wand under the guise of “she’s too little” to do anything for herself. She doesn’t decide when it ends, that’s not her choice either. It could be one orgasm or she could be repeatedly forced to cum over and over again until she’s a sobby, soar, overstimulated, hot blushy mess.
After princess has had her fun, give her some gentle encouraging pats and send her off to play or to take a nap. She’s not allowed a change. In the post orgasm glow and come down she can feel all of the shame that’s resulted in her humiliating herself to this level. Peeing her pants and making messy accidents just to own the grown ups approval to cum. Sitting in her nappy -well soaked with all of her many different types of accidents princess can reflect about the decisions she’s made that have leak her to this point in her life.
But with all that said, deny her long enough that she’s be begging for it all again…
can you do a story about denial/edging and the sub is finally given permission to orgasm but unbeknownst to her the lube they are using is actually lidocaine (numbing cream)and before she can climax she stops feeling any stimulation, thus loosing her chance at getting a orgasm😵💫
Mindy's problem is that she needs to cum to be smart, and it's been a really long time since she's cum.
She doesn't know exactly how long, because. Well. She doesn't have that many fingers, or that many fingers plus toes, or even that many fingers plus toes plus tits.
But a long time.
A long time of just rubbing and humping and rubbing and humping and having her stupid little rubbing fingers pulled away before she can cum, because good girls don't cum without permission, and Ma'am hasn't given her permission.
But Ma'am told her that she's allowed to cum today, which means she'll get to be smart again, and Mindy is so excited.
She's so excited she's dripping from it, though really she's always dripping, which is why she's not allowed to wear panties anymore, because she just makes a mess of them.
But she's dripping, and her clit is big and puffy, and Ma'am is even being so nice as to rub special lube all over Mindy's big puffy clit.
And then when Ma'am is done, Mindy starts rubbing and rubbing and rubbing, and Ma'am doesn't even pull her stupid little rubbing fingers away, but--
But--
"I lost my clit."
Ma'am gives her one of those looks like when Mindy's being stupid and asks, "What do you mean, sweetheart? Your clit is right where it's always been."
"But it can't be," Mindy wails, rubbing harder even though her clit is gone. "I was rubbing my clit, and it was all throbby and puffy and everything, and now it's all gone. I've lost it."
"Oh, dear," Ma'am says. She pulls Mindy's labia apart, then says, "Oh, no, it's still there, sweetheart. You just need to keep rubbing harder, okay?" She smiles at Mindy. "And don't forget to use more of the specal lube whenever you need it. Now just keep rubbing, because you only get to cum today, remember?"
Wanna hang out with a guy and his friends and he makes me hump his thigh as everyone talks like nothing is happening. I'm just moaning in his lap til he's stuffing my cunt full of his cock and his friends are all jerking off to the sight of me getting bred
“It didn’t happen like that,” he says, smiling.
And you take a breath to correct him and say that, yes, it did, you remember that it did, but the words don’t come.
Because when you reach for the memory, it simply isn’t there. It’s just fluff. Pretty pink fluff and nothing else. No memory, no nothing. It’s gone. Maybe it was never there.
“Trying to remember?” He asks.
You close your mouth and you nod. You feel so small and stupid.
He puts a hand onto your waist and pulls you in against him. You give in so easily. You’re already melting.
“Silly girl, you should know that wasn’t going to work. Remembering is hard, it’s like thinking, and you can’t do that, can you?”
You shake your head this time. No. You can’t think. He thinks for you.
“It’s okay, I’ve got you. You can’t remember it because it didn’t happen like that, okay?”
There’s a flicker, a moment of doubt, but then that melts too. He’s right. He’s always right. He knows best and you’re just a dummy. He looks after you. You’re his. You press your head to his chest and feel safe, so safe.
“It didn’t happen like that. Say it for me,” he says.
“It didn’t happen like that,” you repeat, so quietly, but you know it’s true.
He’s stroking your hair.
“Good girl,” he says, and the words sink so happily and so easily into the fluff that fills your head.
I hate Daddy
I hate how small he makes me feel, like no matter what I say or do, I’ll never be big in his eyes. I hate the way he looked at me when he first slid that diaper up between my legs, how sure and calm he was while my cheeks burned. I hate that he took my potty training away, like it didn’t matter how hard I tried to hold on to being big. Daddy just smiled and told me it was gone now, that the potty was for big kids, and I wasn’t one anymore.
I hate the way he made me wiggle and squirm, trapped in a swollen, soggy diaper, until my body betrayed me. I hate how he coaxed cummies out of me, over and over, until the shame blurred into need. The squish, the warmth, the helpless moans, he made all of it mine, whether I wanted it or not.
I hate him for teaching me to love it, for making me crave the crinkle, the bulk, the way his voice melts me into nothing. I hate how he whispers that I’m his baby, and my whole chest aches with a happiness I never asked for.
I hate Daddy… but I can’t stop clinging to him. I can’t stop loving the way he strokes my hair while I pout, the way he pats my diaper and calls me his princess. I hate that he made me fall in love with these soggy, humiliating diapers. I hate that he made me fall in love with him.
And maybe I hate most of all how badly I want him to never let me go.
