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[cupidghoull]

princess treatment but it's just you fucking my brains out until I can't overthink things anymore...

[rthornewrites]

"They're for your own good," Lizabet tells Kay as she finishes securing the mittens onto Kay's hands. They're not that hard to get off, but they require the dexterity of having more fingers than Kay currently has access to, so even as she fumbles with the buckle to try to undo it, she knows it's not going anywhere.

"I'm not--" Kay's unwieldy hand slides right off of the buckle, and she makes an irritated noise. "Look, it was just a little mess. And what about when I need to do things?"

"I am happy to help you with anything you need help with," Lizabet informs her. "All you need to do is ask."

Kay thinks the mittens can't stay for that long--her roommate will surely get sick of helping Kay with all of the normal aspects of daily life she can't do with them on--but Lizabet doesn't seem bothered by them at all.

Needing to ask Lizabeth to do things as simple as turn doorknobs and make food makes Kay burn with embarrassment, though.

She's never felt so helpless.

--

"It's for your own good," Lizabet tells Kay as she finishes sliding the plug into Kay's cunt, securing the small vibrator over her clit, and then locking her up in the chastity belt. She doesn't even bother to put a lock on it, because it's not like Kay can manage to open it anyway.

"I don't --" The vibrator pulses on for just a second, and Kay breaks of with a squeal. "Oh god. This isn't--"

The vibrator turns on again, just a low-level hum, and she bites off her own words with a gasp.

"You can't touch yourself, of course," Lizabet says clinically, "and it's not as though it's practical for me to rub you off whenever you need to cum, so this is the simplest solution."

"But how will I--you--"

Sympathetically, Lizabet says, "Oh, Kay, you can hardly be trusted to decide when you need to cum, can you? Not when you can't even be trusted with your fingers."

--

"it's for your own good," Lizabet tells Kay as she slides a dildo gag into Kay's mouth and then secures it around the back of her head so it stays in place.

Kay tries to protest, but it just comes out a garbled mumble. The vibrator pulses to life between her legs, like it's rewarding her for not being able to talk.

"You make yourself sound so silly with everything you say, acting like you know what you're talking about. This will keep you from making such a fool of yourself, okay?"

[sunlit-petal]

Do I look pretty?

[soundsofpleasure3]

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by notplaygh0ul

Hi again! In this clip, I’ve been edging for 2 days in a 7 day denial week.

[melon-cream-enmu]

Being woken up in the middle of the night by whiney nudges and wandering hands. He had a bad dream...he's seeking warmth, your warmth. His hands slip beneath fabric, his fingers delve into the warmth of your skin, coaxing you open for him. No, no, shh don't push him away. Mommies are supposed to care for their babies, aren't they? So let him play with you to relax and soothe himself to sleep. Let him rock against you and suck your skin and stroke your lips in repetitive motions that calm him. Let him cum inside you and hold you tight, your heavy breathing lulling the other to sleep...

[somethingrotteninmyhead]

I love being the certain brand of horny I am, because my thoughts range so wildly.

From yearning for the hands of a strong man to rough me up, fucking into me like a feral beast, taking whatever he wants from my useless body.

To having a pretty boy under me, obeying honor bondage while I edge him for hours, listening to him beg for release until his gorgeous little voice just shatters and breaks for me.

From a hot, butch dom girl, pinning me down with her firm but soft hands, fingering me open and forcing orgasm after orgasm after orgasm from my electrified body.

To sneaking under a pretty girls dress, nibbling at her thighs and licking her like a dog to peanut butter, desperate for her whines and soft panting, her bucking hips, her needy core, desperate to please.

The brand of horny I am is so vast... god I love being me.

[cupidghoull]

why use a bra when I could have a man to hold my tits for me? better for mirror pics in my opinion ♡ >~<

[rthornewrites]

A trigger that makes you more suggestible.

It doesn't drop you, doesn't even make you do anything specific--but it makes you more likely to believe or listen to what other people tell you.

And it builds the more it's used, so maybe the first time it's used you don't have to listen to or believe what other people say, you can doubt it, but by the third or fourth there's not even a question or hesitation in your mind if someone suggests something.

Then triggering you, maybe, on the way to a party, or when friends are coming over, so you experience the entire party, you remember all of it, but as the night goes on you get more and more suggestible.

And nobody is mean, but they certainly have their fun with you, telling you that your clothes are so uncomfortable that you need them off or that the only way you can sit comfortably is bouncing on someone's cock or that your clit has turned off for the night and can't feel anything no matter what touches it.

And you believe them.

Of course you do.