getting into a sub's head and making them question their own reactions... treating them like they're acting completely inapproriately for the situation, while forcing them to shake and shriek and drip and tremble...
are you moaning right now? whats your problem.. we're just watching a movie. while your whole lap is wet with their juices and your fingers are drilling them through their third orgasm... what are you squirming for? sit still.
what, are you horny?? from this?? awhhhh that's so pathetic... when you're dragging them over your thigh or teasing their clit
giving a sub more than they can take-- when they've given a dozen orgasms and can't focus their eyes, they're writhing and sopping, and instead of slowing down, you just... tsk tsk you're making such a mess... and dont even acknowledge what you're doing to them...
faking innocence and concern to a sub, just to be unfair.. ohmygods... ohh no, it's all wet down here... why is it wet, baby? what happened? when you've been teasing them for ages... punishing them for making a mess-- punishing them for being so horny, and still not acknowledging that you did it to them
gagging a sub and edging them for hours, just to say awh, i think this pussy wants to cum... hm but that can't be right, my little sub would have to beg for this pussy to cum. i haven't heard a word. poor little pussy... must be soo hard.
reading their every reaction and knowing just how to break them, how to make them submit deeper and deeper, how to make them cum over and over, all while pretending that you're not doing a damn thing, chiding them for being soooo desperate...
Ew no pleasee don’t baby me 👀👀👀👀👀 please don’t grab my face and make me look at you when i’m flustered that’s soooo weirddd👀👀👀👀 id HATE to babied and teased when im upset 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 who would actually like condescending praise and mock sympathy that’s so weirddddd 👀👀👀👀 and definitely don’t call me cute pet names like princess or angel or sweetheart that’s SOOOOOOOO SUPER weirddd👀👀👀 ok yea ill leave 😔
It’s only just occurred to me that I’m into the “sweet attentive doctor” and “cold clinical doctor that’s acting like an actual doctor” type of medplay and not the “evil mad scientist cuts you open” typa medplay or medplay involving anything else that strikes a sickening feeling in my stomach (which takes heavy mentions of abuse and manipulation for me to be uncomfy). It’s honestly way harder to find the first kind because I have been SEARCHING and only can find the second kind 😭
It’s so much fun being condescending to a pup that you’ve driven stupid. Awww is puppy too dumb to tell me what they want? Is puppy only thinking about my cock in their mouth? Poor puppy, what will I ever do with such a dumb mutt…?
TW: overstimulation, edging, milking your sweet little baker for all he’s worth
”After all, it had to be perfect.”
”Just for you.”
manga credit : The Spy Who Ravished Me ~Reborn as a Mafia Princess in a Deadly Game~
. . . You go to your baker’s quaint little home, helping him whip up sweet treats—and you even help him perfect his most delicious recipe!
Aren’t you just the sweetest soul?
wc: 700+
You and Valentine.
The baker and the… bakee?
You were there for one thing: guiding him and tasting his sweet treats that he made just for you.
This craft, however, took time. A lot of time… and patience.
Especially because… well, it just had to be perfect, right? After all… he wanted his goods to be sweeter, rather than that savory, salty flavor.
Licking your fingers off, you hum thoughtfully.
“This might be your sweetest batch yet… But, I think we need to keep going, don’t we?”
“Mnnghh! Mnnhh!!”
Behind the gag, Valentine moaned. Arms tied over his head, the pink cuffs biting into his skin lightly. Legs restrained, open and spread wide for you. Nipples puffy from the attention your mouth lavished on the sensitive buds. Body covered with the bruises of bites and hickeys you, oh so generously, administered. His eyes covered with an adorably pink blindfold that matched his handcuffs. Tears stained his flushed face.
Nearly an hour of edging. He was doing so well…
What a perfect little baker boy!
Processing your words, his head shook vigorously… but, you knew he didn’t mean it.
Pulling the vibrator back, you gently palmed it.
“No? You want me to stop?”
Valentine’s desperate, pleading moans still continued, however. Drool peaked at the corner of his mouth. Instead of shaking his head, predictably, he began nodding wildly, craving the sensations again.
Ohh, poor thing… he couldn’t even make up his mind.
You watched with satisfaction, his hips bucking into the hot air. It made you pause, a frown forming on your lips.
You didn’t want him moving a single inch.
"Did I say you could move, little baker?" Your voice was a silky threat, a reminder of your control in this twisted game of sensory deprivation and edging.
Valentine whined, his body tensing at the threat.
"You love being wrapped up like a Christmas present, don't you?" You cooed. "Waiting for your special delivery... me."
That was enough for you to strap his waist down tightly to the bed. No wonder he wanted you to come to his home so bad… he had been planning this.
“Good boy…” You praised, kneading one of your hands into his supple ass. Your other, still determined to wring Valentine dry, grasped the vibrator, pressing it right up to the head. “You’re taking it like a champ…”
The poor little baker thrashed against his restraints. His hips tried to buck, but, of course, he couldn’t free himself! Not with such a thick strap—silly little thing!
“Oh, you like it right here? Here?” Your voice took on a condescending lilt. You knew he loved being teased.
And, sure enough, a shrill whine jumped from his gagged mouth. Cum spurted out his shaft, coating your hand and the vibrator once more.
“MmNNHHH! HmNNMMH!”
Toes curling and fingers grabbing at… nothing, his body convulsed and twitched on the bed. He pathetically mewled out more muffled protests, which imitated pleas more than real protests.
You supposed a baker should get a chance to taste his goods…
With the removal of his gag, Valentine took a deep breath through his mouth.
As if he couldn’t breathe through his nose…
What a drama king…
Reaching your cum coated fingers forward, you gave him no warning as you thrusted them between his jaws, though he seemed to have expected this, his long, narrow tongue curling around your digits. Needy suckling filled the air as he tried to keep you in his mouth—even after they were long licked clean.
“I don’t know, sweetie…” You went on, even as he continued to lavish your fingers with attention. “It’s still not… perfect… I think more time in the oven is needed,” You finally yank your hand from his demanding tongue, before lightly groping his balls in your saliva coated hand, “…Don’t you?”
Valentine began to beg for mercy—his words broken, shaky… but, his voice raw with yearning for you…
"P-please," he managed to stammer, his voice hoarse. "I need... I need..."
His voice, in its tone alone, betrayed the perverted intent he tried to hide.
Though, you weren’t hearing it.
"You need to learn patience, my little baker boy," you purred, trailing a finger down his quivering stomach. "We can't rush perfection."
His begs were adorable… but his muffled squeals more so…
Everytime there's a video of a fat person doing something impressive and physical (and usually something the average person couldn't do), there are hundreds of comments below it saying "good on you! You'll lose weight in no time!" And those are the kindest comments.
Shut the fuck up. Stop for a moment and just SHUT.
jerking off a guy until he starts getting all whiny and then cooing at him about how cute he sounds. like aweee buddy listen to yourself, you’re being so adorable with how much you wanna cum in my hand
