Got my ass genuinely flossed a few days ago. I had been complaining too much, and was collared with my leash tied to the headboard. My face was in the mattress and my ass in the air. My owner yanked the back of my panties up high. They spread my legs wider and gripped my front waistband, slowly but firmly pulling them tight. Meticulous fingers carefully spread my cunt and arranged the fabric strip just right, so it was stretched tight over my hole and clit. I felt their hands firmly grip the waistband on each side of my panties.
Owner tugged the back up fast and hard, the fabric rope dragging through my cunt and ass with a burning friction. Before I could even cry out, the front was swiftly yanked high again, my wedgie now literally flossing me. The back and forth continued for what felt like ages as my wedgie sawed me in half.
It definitely made me stop complaining. But now owner says I clearly need my ass flossed more :(
Currently in a very mean very tight crotch rope. Theres a knot right on my clit and it’s driving me crazy. The rope is rough and the knot is big. I can’t stop humping it even though it’s rubbing me raw. My princess says I was complaining too much about my wedgies, and needed to be reminded of just how nice she’s actually being. Tugs on the rope hurt so much worse than tugs on my panties. The knot is such an infuriating tease, just enough and yet nowhere near enough. My cunt and crack are already getting sore, but my hips won’t stop moving.
Princess is very smart, because I already wish I could just have my normal wedgie again :( I hope she’ll let me run my errands in a wedgie and not my crotch rope. I really need to be good, or else she’ll have me fetch the icy hot…
My brain is broken. This is a retelling of the wonderful horny kinky shit that happened to me last night. Entirely self indulgent and probably not super well written. While she doesn’t often read this blog we talk a lot about our kinks and fantasies.
My pretty boy came over last night and flipped the script on me. I thought we were having a lazy night in, easy touches and a relaxing night. She had the most mischevious glint in her eye, I should have known I was in for it.
We were lazing about on the bed, and she was browsing for new fun toys. Honestly, I was being a bit of a menace, distracting her with my hands and goofing around. I wouldn’t give her straight answers, saying I liked whatever she liked, they were all good, not being helpful.
Her hands were on my waistband in an instant, tugging my panties hard halfway up my back. We ended up wrestling and play fighting, giving each other wedgies and laughing. Until I ended up on my stomach with her sitting on my thighs. I knew I was in for a big wedgie (which I got - my panties were to my neck!), but I did not expect her to pull out her leash from my bag of tricks. I don’t wear a collar so I was confused…until I felt it clip onto the thin strip of fabric currently flossing my ass.
My protests were silenced with hard tugs of her leash - my leash now, as she reminded me through giggles, and I was soaking wet. The leash didn’t leave her hand as she let me up, moving to settle in against a pile of pillows while I waited like…well a dog on a leash. Once she was comfortable, i was tugged to settle between her legs.
First she lit a joint and made me inhale off it, letting her inhale the smoke from my mouth so it’s smoother for her. I do this a couple times until I’m proper high, pliant and easy to tug around. When she gets high her muscles get weak, so sometimes I have to do things for her. This time (I’m gonna pass out just thinking about how hot it was), she made me spread my legs and give myself a hard frontal wedgie. Made me tug it again and again. I was whimpering and pouting, but she just told me to spread my cunt to make sure it was as good as she would do it. It was so humiliating to spread my own cunt apart and feel the wedgie get tighter, the raw pinch on my clit my own fault. A few firm yanks on my leash and wow a frontal makes every wedgie so much more intense and painful, and she was delighted by my noises.
Finally she let me eat her out. I love eating her out so much, absolutely love worshipping her cunt with my tongue. I was on my knees with my ass up and wedgie tight, my face in her perfect pussy, my leash over my head and in her hand. If I ever let up I was just tugged more firmly into my place. She rarely let any tension off the leash, so each time I misbehaved it got worse and didn’t get better.
I lost track of time but was later told I was kept down there in my place for just over an hour. I was let up a couple of times, my face a mess, panting and hazy. During these times she either had me shotgun her more smoke (I got so high because I had to try multiple times to catch my breath enough to give pretty boy a proper hit), or she was showing me toys. Before, she was looking at rope and nipple clamps. Now, it was dildos she insisted she needed to use on me. I rarely bottom, and when I do I normally take a smaller strap. These would definitely stretch me and fill me up more than I ever had been. After the first few times of whining and protesting and getting my leash tugged hard enough to lift my ass higher, I learned to nod and accept it, to agree that her choices are right, and to take an active role in picking which strap she should use on me.
Eventually she came on my tongue, and I was a desperate mess. I must be honest, I was humping my wedgie the entire time, my ass, cunt, and clit rubbed raw and sore but still dripping wet. It hurt, but I couldn’t stop my hips from squirming. My pretty boy was so nice, she let me sit on her thigh and put my face in her tits. I was allowed to hump her thigh as long as I was using my mouth to worship her perfect tits.
I came in my wedgie humping her thigh, and she tied the leash to the bedpost to “keep the dog from running off” as we cuddled. She took pictures of my cunt juice covered face and my wedgied cunt and ass. Meanest boy in the world, she made me reach back and spank myself until she deemed my bottom red enough for the pictures.
Then we took a bath together and ordered take out and rewatched heated rivalry. I got her off a couple more times with the vibe and my fingers. Fell asleep cuddling.
Need a pretty femme that catches me staring at her tits and grabs me by my hair, forcing my face into them so I can barely breathe. Grabbing my waistband and pulling so hard I am forced deeper into her tits. Being kept there, held by my wedgie, humiliated. Maybe she’d make me say thank you.
