Thinking about kink exploration with experienced professional Doms Chan and Lee Know.
Chan would focus on the softer side of things and basic daily rules. He would introduce you to the idea of subspace and sub drop. He would be softer out of the two but he is still stern.
Lee Know brings you more into the more taboo side of this world. He starts off simple with bandage and sensory play. Slowly, he introduces more and more, keeping track of each of your reactions. While his punishments are more intense, so are his rewards.
Chan would be Daddy while Minho is a sir.
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you're making it very hard to stay sane.
pairing: soft!domchan x afabreader, mean!dom minho x afabreader
wc: 2.2k
You loved having two. It started off casual, two chill meet ups, two lunch dates, two dinners, and then at some point it morphed.
It was suddenly two late night check ins, two nightcaps, two "sleepovers", and finally, two live-in doms.
They never faltered; they never shook their character.
Some nights you'd be on the floor begging for Minho Sir to just please give you one more inch of his cock as you try your best to break free of the handcuffs. While other nights, you were with daddy., moaning from how soft his touch was compared with his unrelenting pace.
When you're with daddy this is how it goes...
He thought you were the cutest thing the first time he saw you. You just looked so innocent, and so beautiful. He knew he needed to be the one to ruin you day after day. To be the one that would get to hear the words "yes daddy" fall from your dripping sweet lips.
Daddy Chan's been able to teach you about your own body and mind. About why your cunt clenches just from hearing him call you princess. About how to talk to daddy when you're upset. About why you crave his cum inside of your sweet little cunt so bad.
"Daddy's cum belongs in your little cunt, babygirl. Always remember that."
He started off letting you snap at him and be not such a good girl, as he'd gently remind you of the rules. But as time went on, he started to set stricter boundaries. Rules were no longer meant to be bent; they were simply meant to be followed. And if they weren't, daddy's hand would have its fun with the sensitive skin on your ass.
"What time is it babygirl? Were you not supposed to be home an hour ago? Daddy's been waiting, he's been worried. You know he planned a date and everything."
"I-I'm sorry daddy, t-there's just a lot of rules."
You weren't even trying to be bratty; you truly were struggling to get used to all the rules. You desperately wanted to be a good girl for your daddy, to hear him say those words of encouragement, to feel his warm arms around you while you nestled into him. To hear him say, "that's my princess, making daddy so proud."
Daddy Chan would reassure you that there was no problem with having a less than perfect day, as long as you were truly sorry. Although he always has a soft spot for his babygirl, he's not letting you off without a punishment. He simply cannot. Otherwise, his princess might just forget who her daddy is. And he can't have that. He's "so sorry baby, but you need to be punished, or else how will you learn?"
He slings you over his knees, chest pressed to his toned thighs, making you count each thwack of his hard palm against your delicate skin.
"How many is that babygirl?"
"N-nine" you whine out. "Daddy it hurts!"
He loves to see you squirm under his touch, he never wants to hurt you, he just loves to see how sorry you are. Your beautiful eyes welling up, your ass red, marked with his handprint. And most of all, the way your cunt would drip down your thighs.
"I know baby." He's attentive to your flinches and whines, but he knows your limits, he knows you can take more. He is after all, your daddy.
"Just one more, you can do it, you're so good for daddy."
One rule you could always follow though, was telling daddy when you needed his cock. You weren't to wait even a minute after the craving hit to tell him.
The first time you fully sub for him, he's made you nearly hit a wall from begging so hard. He has you questioning time as it drags on.
He has this excruciating habit of hovering his cock at your entrance, giving you a slight touch of his satiny tip but taking it away in an instant, just to hear you writhe and cry out for him.
"N-no!!Daddy please! C-cock, need c-cock!" Tears spill from your eyes.
"What a sweet girl, daddy loves when you cry for him. Need daddy's cock deep in your tummy baby? Need me to fill you up?"
One day when you're feeling extra confident as daddy's babygirl, you speak up bravely, even as early on as a couple weeks into exploration with him.
"Daddy I want to try a t-toy? Wanna be double stuffed."
He couldn't take his eyes off you, watching your tiny hole desperately suck in his cock and a dildo.
"Feels good babygirl? You're so tight but look how good you're doing. Two cocks in your tiny cunt, hm? Daddy has the best babygirl doesn't he?"
He loves to make you cum over and over again, but his only rule is that you have to cum on daddy's cock 9 times out of ten. He needs to always be able to feel your quaking frame around him, your cream and squirt paint him, to feel your hot tears on his skin when you hit delirium.
"Look at you shaking babygirl, such a warm cunt daddy can't wait to fill up."
When you're in subspace he's cautious but very hands-on. He's wrapping you up in his arms, whether that's behind you or beside you. He's got to make sure his princess is okay.
"D-daddy I'm sorry I couldn't take anymore."
"Shh, shh baby I know, you were gone, could see it in your face my babygirl was lost. This is your first subspace experience baby. Just know daddy isn't disappointed, hm?"
He's gonna hum lightly in your ears, alternating kisses on your forehead and shoulder, further enveloping you in his warmth.
"Daddy's cum feels so good," you sniffle, breathing in deep, your body humming with pleasure.
"I know daddy's cock is big babygirl, you did so good. You pushed yourself tonight, made it to 4 orgasms on daddy's cock." He'd say when he feels your thighs still trembling.
"And he's proud of you, you remembered the most important rule: never go to sleep without being full of daddy's cum."
Minho, Sir is a whole different ballgame.
His cock would not stop pulsing the first time he saw you. Your red lipstick smudged by our own series of lip bites you threw at him all night. Something about your face was begging him to devour you. Was it your dazed stare? Your perfect silhouette? Or perhaps it was something more visceral? The way your skin made his cock leak.
You learned quickly with Sir, that you need to follow his orders.
Minho Sir won't give you any grace if you break a rule.
Rather, he is quick to react, grabbing the nearest handcuff set, rope, or toy to ruin you with. To make you sorry you ever crossed him.
"Stop the tears kitten, you're just being bratty, making your punishment last longer."
Your voice always catches in your throat, unable to find any reason to make him even more angry.
"Y-yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir."
Some days, he absolutely loves the chase. He'll have you stay still for him when you get scolded, just to flash his eyes letting you know it's time to run. It's something like an evolutionary alarm that goes off when he looks at you like that.
He brings out this primal urge in you that you didn't know was even there. The desire to be hunted, to be cornered, and devoured.
Sir can't help it, but when he looks at you he sees his little cum dump, always so desperate to mix pain with pleasure just for him. There's no denying the way your cunt was sopping by the time he tracked you down.
On days when you really act up, the chase is that much more addicting. He chases you throughout the apartment, making sure you get a good enough distance ahead to think you're really going to get away this time.
"Come on kitten, you better speed up, I'm right behind you."
Watching his frame move towards you felt like the rush you get right before sticking your finger into a flame, knowing it's going to burn, but ignite your senses. It didn't take long for you to settle into the stimulation of exploring your primal side with him.
When he finally catches you, he pins you to the nearest surface. Just like out in the wild, he's not looking out for your comfort.
"Hands out kitten. You know you've been such a little whore. Trying to flirt with someone else right in front of me?" He grabs them in one large hand, forcing your hands over your head.
His other veiny hand grasping your chin as you try to wiggle underneath him, his knees on either side of your hips.
"S-sir I-I wasn't! I swear!" But your cunt is clenching, mouth watering with the anticipation of his mean streak emerging.
His eyes are like daggers on you, piercing you as he cuffs you tighter, nearly dragging you to the playroom.
"You know what happens to liars kitten."
The first time you'd been in the playroom, you were overwhelmed. There were so many toys, shiny chains, thickness of ropes, colors of handcuffs. It was like heaven and hell in one room.
Noticing your eyes light up at the collar, he made sure to get you one with your name and his name as your owner, when he first made you his little cum kitten.
"Such a pretty collar. Think I spoiled you with that one. Don't know if an ungrateful little brat like you deserves such nice things. On your knees. Open your mouth."
He never gave it much thought, but he always started out punishments with fucking your throat. Something about the way he could watch you beg for more, while simultaneously choking and crying on his cock gave him such a rush.
He ravages you when he goes off, his hand grasping your hair tightly, hips thrusting hard into your wet mouth. His veiny hand holds your head still so you can't back away from his heavy cock invading your little mouth. Each thrust feels like a bruise in the best way.
The sound of saliva choking out your little cries gets him unbearably hard. The tears that stream down your face make him wonder why he ever takes his cock out of your mouth.
"You're just a fucking toy aren't you? Enjoying this too much I see? Such a little whore, kitten."
You're dripping on the floor, your wetness making a shiny puddle on the dark wood.
He doesn't let you have the toe-curling sensation for long. He pulls his cock out of your mouth because as much as he wants to feel your mouth, you've been such a slut he doesn't want you to have that pleasure of having his cock just yet.
"No! Sir please!" Your voice comes out gravely and wet at the same time as your throat aches from the intrusion.
Instead, he'll demand you lick up your arousal from the floor.
"Lick it up. Now. And show it to me on your tongue before you swallow it like a dirty slut."
When he's decided you've had enough, your throat feeling bruised and raw, your flushed face showing that you're absolutely humiliated, he ties you up with his favorite black rope- he says it matches your collar so nicely.
"Since you took your punishment well kitten, tell Sir what you'd like today." He looks to your exhausted face, motioning with his hands to the array of toys and boxes of tricks.
He loves to let you indulge a little on days when you've impressed him most, letting choosing your toys for the night.
"Vibrator, blindfold, sir...a-and your cock."
"You want my cock, huh? Think you deserve it? I think a little slut like you might just only deserve a toy in that greedy cunt."
"N-no! Please! Need to be your little cum dump."
"Just wanna be used tonight then, hm?" He says it with such a devilish grin.
"Already fucked that tight, wet mouth, wasn't enough for you?"
He loves to lower the lights, adding candles to the sides of the room as he traces your body with his fingertips; sometimes, when you've been extra good, his tongue.
When he has you tied to the bed, arms over your head, as he places the blindfold delicately over your eyes, blocking more senses. He'll always add an element of surprise for his kitten; an ice cube to run across your goose bumped skin, hot wax from a candle to drip down your sternum and over your breasts. The vibrator whirring somewhere around your body, skimming over your nipples, down your thighs, and finally, over your puffy folds and tensed clit.
He loves the way your body twists and jerks against the tight rope as the sensations overwhelm your system.
"So vulnerable, aren't you kitten? Don't even know where I'll be next."
Princess Peach has always been my favorite childhood crush when I fell in love the with the Mario franchise and games despite her many kidnappings by Bowser.
Princess Peach has been my definition of a princess in my childhood alongside Rapunzel, Cinderella, Snow White, & some of the Barbie movies I saw.
When The Super Mario Bros Movie. Trailer dropped back in 2022, this version of Princess Peach now a badass really changed my life and the way I view the character of Princess Peach when I look back on her on the video games is kinda hard to associate the movie with the actual canon games.
Anya Taylor Joy’s voice direction of Peach makes me really fall in love with this version of her and Anya Taylor Joy herself she sounds like a natural born leader like any princess should be but somehow still compassionate and caring just like her original video game counterpart.
What I’ve really love about this version of Peach is that not only that she is skilled in combat as she showed Mario through the training course but that doesn’t make her arrogant but she remains kind and compassionate to all of her friends especially to Mario.
My favorite part about Movie Peach is that she declares that she’ll never marry Bowser as she took out the Ice Flower just to freeze him and that scene really made me simp for her even more alongside her using her motorcycle in the Mario Kart Rainbow Road scene.
I’ve even imagined and used Princess Peach in my stories that are filled with new adventures and even meeting new friends in different crossovers alongside Daisy, Rosalina, & the new princess Belle Bottom.
Movie Princess Peach will always be my Princess Peach now for the time being no disrespect on the game version of Princess Peach but this version of Peach made me realize how sexiest I was to some female characters such as Amy Rose and Cream The Rabbit who was my favorite character in the Sonic franchise and it was made me realize how these types of female characters that I love can empower different types of women.
Movie Peach will always be MY Peach and no one will tell me otherwise.
