angry sex but im not mad at my princess. instead ive come home upset over something at work or about my day and my pretty girl lets me work out my frustrations on their cunt. just lays there and lets me take what i want like such an obedient mindful slut. slamming my cock into their pussy and i can't help the growl crawling up my throat because im so worked up.
"you're my good girl, and my good girl is gonna be useful for me, right? fuck im so pissed, you're gonna let me fuck your pussy to destress? my pretty princess is gonna do this for me, right? gonna be so so wonderful and lovely taking my cock so hard and deep until i feel better."
gonna fuck them into the bed over and over and they're whimpering and moaning and sobbing but they still say like the good girl they are: "it's okay daddy, i can take it. mhm im your stress toy, feels so good, just keep going. as much as you want daddy, im yours to use, i cum so hard when you're angry, please fuck me more"
lazily eating pussy and edging them does anyone else know what im talking about. having their legs spread open for me, so obedient, cunt twitching from the cold air and the anticipation but im just torturous with it. kneeling down like im about to devour them but instead i just give small gentle licks and blow little puffs of air against their clit. go to tongue their hole but only just barely dipping it in. i latch my lips around their clit and i don't even suck. just feel how they're writhing under me and how their clit is throbbing in my mouth.
best thing is me laying my head against their thigh, mindlessly scrolling on my phone as they're still desperate for me. every so often i reach my hand up and rub their cunt for a bit or i turn over and lap at their clit. keep them needy and edging for me. good girl isn't even tied up, they just have to stay still and resist for me allll on their own <3
"hey baby, look at this cute post i- oh right, let's keep that pussy wet for me. lemme just reach over and yeah, stay still, that's good. aw fuck, you're crying, that's cute. you wanna cum? good girl wants to cum? is your brain broken and foggy and your cunt is aching so bad? just a little longer okay? i promise <3"
I just thought of a very hot situation. Someone being tied down, denying they have a tickle fetish. That person is then tickled until their breath hitches, their hips buck, and they moan. Just to prove your point further, you donāt stop tickling them until they cum, probably multiple times so thereās no denying what it was from.
Just imagine being so helpless that the only thing you can do it take the tickling.... put simply.. if you are ticklish... you deserve to be tickled.... it's that simple.
Tw: tickling, restraints, overstim, nibbles, fingers in mouff, my writing tbh
Somehow, you wiggled a leg out of its restraint and managed to close your legs in time before they acted on their plan to coax another orgasm out of you. Refusing to open them because it's far too much and you can't possibly give them another one.
They sigh deeply "fine fine" they say as if it pains them. Suddenly, they're over you, one hand grazing under your arm, the other on your ribs. "So difficult, I just wanna see you cum again, it's not that bad". Frantically, you shake your head no trying to keep your mouth closed as you feel your sensitive skin twitching against those fingertips already. It's frustrating how easily your nerves give you away. "No?" They have to laugh at that, upping the pressure into those spots."Guess I'm gonna have to make a liar outta you. "
You can't help but move side to side trying to evade but failing as your currency leaves your mouth and right into their hands. Music to their ears.
You can't help but tire out, and they've noticed. The hand on your ribs leave and reach behind to pry between your thighs. You try your hardest but the tickles make it hard to focus. Fingers pressing through enough to where they're barely rubbing at you, slowly breaking through. The hand torturing those armpits switches to your ribs as they bring their mouth to the opposite side. You let out an honest scream as you feel the tongue gliding against you, teeth nipping and nibbling meant to drive you insane. You lose focus of the goal for a moment, and they press further between, wrist finally breaching a they now use their increased mobility to bully the sensitive nerves between those legs. They come up from devouring your ribs, and their laugh is borderline evil. "Uh ohh" they say as you laugh and curse,weakening by the second.
Just like that, the fire in the pit of your stomach intensifies as the sensations between your legs and against your ribs drive you more insane. You desperately want to reject because you know what comes next. You know they'll get what they want, you know they won't stop, you know they'll tickle you again despite how sensitive you become after. The same pattern before you managed to free a leg. You almost feel the same tears you felt earlier from the overstimulation come back up until you jolt from the new sensation of them wiggling their digits into your stomach. The combo of palm and fingers between your legs unrelenting. You can't hold it in anymore as the sound of an incoming surrender escapes you. "Theerree we go" as they used those soaked fingers against you. And that's it, the release it forced out of you, they've won again. The sensations wash over you in both pleasure and agony.
They cover their fingers in as much of you as they can before removing themselves from between you and scooting up to hover over your ribs to get a full view of your dazed face. Their fingers making their way into your mouth, toying with your tongue making sure you taste every drop of you. They sigh "now unfortunately" they say as they bring their other hand to your underarm again, wiggling just enough against your oversensitive body to make you try to jolt away. "You do have to make up for the trouble you caused me" pressing their fingers down on your tongue, going back slightly further as you giggles mix with choking sounds trying to dislodge them. After toying with you, they remove them to place their hand in your other armpit. They dig in, and you immediately begin to thrash around in hysterics. Too sensitive. Too much.
"Once I've forgiven you enough, I'm going to restrap that pesky leg of yours and tie your wand friend to your thigh so the vibrations never stop. Clearly, I need to free up both my hands so I can thoroughly play with my new toy. "
You know those are promises. You know you're going to remain where you are for quite a while longer. You know you're fucked.