untamedbratt @untamedbratt - Tumblr Blog

Let me tell you this…

She may be strong and smart, self-motivated and educated. She may be well-dressed and cultured. She may walk through a room, stately, poised like a gazelle, quietly aware of all the eyes admiring her.

But…

When I stroke my fingers down the nape of her neck, and she melts; or I growl into her ear that she should kneel right now, and she drops, without hesitation, to the ground; or I crack the belt across her yearning buttocks and she moans and spreads her legs a little wider, moist and dripping with desire…

I know she is mine. My artwork. My instrument, to play with all the music of the pain and pleasure and sensation we can create together. This is our secret.

And more…

When I clasp her throat with rope and send her into shivering eternity, for eternity, to soar through the stars and the deep, dark colours of the universe, to remind her that we are infinite… eventually to drift back into this temporary world?

She knows she always was…

Mine.

My property, to do with as I please.

Because she wishes it.

untamedbratt

@femsubdenial

californialee

I just wanna be teased and made to blush and also cuddled.

dayzdreamz

TBH I’m so turned on by sweet and calm sadists.

Like, no matter how much of a brat you are no matter how much you cry and beg and struggle they just smile down at you and stroke your hair and continue doing whatever the fuck they want to do.

As someone who generally is very good at pushing people’s buttons and enjoys winding people up until they react, the person who just ignores it all and continues to completely and openly enjoy my pain and humiliation without feeling the need to so much as raise their voice? Very very hot.

iwontbenice

I just edged a lot to your blog ☺️

@diary-of-a-horny-girl Don’t read any further until you’re edging.

So by way, you’re cute. Did you want a pat on the head? That’s like thanking a toaster for making toast. Edging doesn’t make you a good girl, it just means you’re not being a bad girl. I know you hate being a bad girl, so you better be edging every moment you can. Or at least thinking thoughts that keep you horny. Or squeezing those cunt muscles? You have been, right?

Think back right now. How many times have you let yourself be anything but horny today? How many times today have you failed to keep yourself from being a bad girl? From being a disappointment… How about this week? Think about the last month? You could have tried harder, couldn’t you?

Think about that while you edge. Make up for every moment you could have tried harder. For every occasion you could have been working to not be a bad girl. Promise yourself you’ll do better as you torture that cunt. It deserves it. You deserve it. How many times since you sent this have you had selfish thoughts? Greedy, entitled, self centered thoughts? Don’t tell me you haven’t had any. I know you better than that. You can’t help thinking about your own pleasure. I doubt that’s changed since we last talked.

I also bet this must be humiliating. You reading this, rubbing that cunt, knowing everyone else reading it will know what you’re getting off on right now. Knowing you’re a selfish little cunt desperately trying to change her ways. I do still believe in you. I know you can learn to control yourself. Keep rubbing harder and telling yourself to be better. Be brutal on that selfish voice in that head. Keep trying harder.

I know you can be a good girl. That’s why I wrote this just for you. ;)

annabell-leigh

every night before bed i perform a handful of tasks for @always-dripping. one of those tasks is five minutes of practice deep throating my dildo. this is typically a task i really enjoy. it’s embarrassing to choke myself on my dildo, but so worth it when Sir praises me for improving.

i normally practice my deep throating after i cycle through all my submissive poses but before i do my five edges for the night.

last night was different because Sir started playing with me before i started my bed time tasks. he messed with my head and got me reallllly worked up and desperate - it was amazing. when he told me it was time for bed i was pouty because i wanted to keep playing with my cunt and i wanted to cum - that happens every night.

but then he told me i still needed to do my fifteen minutes of posing (five minutes holding each pose) and my five minutes of deep throating. oh my gosh i almost threw a tantrum. i absolutely did not want to do my tasks. it was late and i was tired. i was sore from fucking my cunt. i was frustrated and kinda angry about Sir denying me and messing with my head.

i was feeling so dramatic and so bratty it is truly a miracle i did not act out…well kind of. recently, Sir has told me to start smiling each time i pull the dildo out of my throat - i need to show how appreciative i am that he uses my throat. last night i did not feel like smiling, but i knew if i didn’t i would disappoint Sir and get in trouble. so in my deep thoating video i smiled but made it very obvious to Sir how grumpy i was about

i am very lucky he found my pouty/bratty deep throating video amusing. he pointed out, “even as maaaaad as you were, you still smiled like a good girl.”

while i was less than pleased he made me do all my tasks last night at the time, i’m now very glad he did. i really love when Sir pushes me.

always-dripping

She asked if she could write a little story today about what happened last night. It’s so creative, isn’t it?

The pushed part is accurate, but everyone knows the rest is untrue. I’ll clarify… She had so many orgasms her mind went blank and then she sort of defogged and didn’t think she got to cum and started in with this bratty attitude… So I sent her to bed after her tasks were completed.

She was a good girl and did smile just like she was supposed to and the frowny face was super silly, kind of like a toddler waiting until you look and throwing a temper fit.

I know everyone knows which is the real story…

annabell-leigh

….but…..i thought…..

nnnnng holy fuck…my cunt is dripping

shadesofsoylu

toy-holes-deactivated20180508

It’s not a specific thing I want you to do to me. It’s that I crave being vulnerable to you. I want to be at your mercy and in your care.

Like… The strength of my will is a precipice. I step off, let go, and I am in free fall. Everything after this is you, your will, like the air wrapping itself around me, claiming me.

lowkey-princess-x

💁🏻

jccxxii

saythankyoumaster-deactivated20

Fact of the Day.

littlekittywhore007

True facts.

iwontbenice

18+ only. No exceptions.

I just had to block a 15 year old. No kids. Please respect that. I get that everyone develops sexually at their own time and that it can be confusing and fascinating. I respect that you feel this is unfair and I remember what it was like. However the fact is, it’s the law. I don’t respect people breaking laws to get off and risking people’s hard work, and or legal problems that can fuck up someone’s life. Learn the old fashion way and find a boy, or girl, your own fucking age! Or ask your parents, even your crazy aunt Linda, anyone but me.. I didn’t start a blog for that. I’m also not comfortable with kids getting off to the extreme shit I post. It’s not just about porn. My kinks involve ideas that are basically emotional abuse if not done properly. They require experience in relationships and communication before they can be played with without fucking yourself or someone else up. This is for adults only. My blogs are flagged as adult so don’t pretend you didn’t know. I’m going to start reporting you if I catch you. Last warning.

iwontbenice

I've been rubbing my throbbing pussy and torturing my nipples to your blog. What would you like me to do next sir?

Oh hun, have you really thought about this? Seriously, just focus on what I’m saying for a moment.. You need to torture and tease yourself to get off. You get off on others knowing. Of giving your control to a stranger not knowing what he will tell you to do. Normal masturbation isn’t enough for you I’m assuming. You need to feel more than that. What are those feelings? Remember them. Focus on them. Humiliation? Control? Maybe just having your sense of self taken away. Usefulness? I don’t know what the feelings are, but I know you do.

And it hasn’t stopped at making yourself suffer has it? No, you need others to know how pathetic you are, even if you are too scared or embarrassed to do it in the open. That must add to the shame. Knowing you are too pathetic to message me, but you can’t help yourself. It can’t be all about you, can it? Not only do you want me to know, you want to be told what to do. What have you imagined me telling you to do? Anything you are afraid of? Are you afraid you will do them if I tell you to? What thoughts that get you off are you the most ashamed of? When you finish getting off and you are spent and empty, what are the things that hit you hardest? What things do you get off to that after the desperation is gone you think, “What the fuck is wrong with me?” That leave you feeling shame and questioning yourself.

That’s what I want you to do next. I want you to let go to that. I want you to imagine me standing over you, telling you to do every idea that you are ashamed of. Never taking no for an answer. I want your hand to slap you hard every time you fail to obey. I want you to let go on yourself. I want you feeling wrecked, destroyed, ruined. Don’t hide from what you do. I want you feeling sick as you rub that cunt. I want you feeling your dignity slipping away as you give into that side of you that you never completely let out. I give it permission to be free, to take over. To push the rest of you aside and show you what you really are. You won’t injure or endanger yourself, but you will never look at yourself in the mirror the same again. You will be a person who is honest with themselves. Who really knows themselves.

I want you to tell me every detail. Tell the thousands of people who get off to my blog what you really are. If that cunt is wet right now, then you know damn well you will obey everything I say. That dropping you might have in your stomach as you realize I’m probably right. The excitement that you will feel so good.

Don’t cum though. No matter how much you want to. You don’t deserve it. You don’t have permission and it will disappoint me. You don’t want to. Think about it the moment when you decide you can’t hold off anymore. That image of me will scream at you. That hand will slap the shit out of you. You don’t want to. You will think just before you cum how all the good feelings will be gone. You will feel empty, ashamed and you will want back everything you just threw away. You will have to start again. Don’t do that to yourself. Not after you came so far.

That moment

When @femsubdenial stands over my bruised, exhausted body covered in sweat and cum and smiles then leans over to kiss my cheek and whisper in my ear "Mine"

bellisimabelinda

Tomorrow, I´ve been promised not being able to sit down at all.

ownedandloved-deactivated202108

PDF files that can be opened on laptops or phones, saved, or printed to read at night!

Grimm’s Fairy Tales (62 stories)

Green Eggs and Ham - Dr. Seuss

Horton Hears a Who - Dr. Seuss

Oh! The Places You’ll Go! - Dr. Seuss

Where the Wild Things Are - Maurice Sendak

The Paper Bag Princess - Robert Munsch

The Giving Tree - Shel Silverstein

Goodnight Moon - Margaret Wise Brown

The Rainbow Fish - Marcus Pfister

Charlotte’s Web - E.B. White

The Berenstain Bears and Too Much TV - Stan and Jan Berenstain

Matilda - Roald Dahl

The Velveteen Rabbit - Margery Williams

Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs - Judi Barrett

bleedingstardustt-deactivated20

Hehe 🌸🍭💕✨👑

fayvie

What Do You Think?

“It’s good to be mindless”

That’s right.

Because being mindless is such a lovely feeling, isn’t it?

And as someone who craves that feeling so badly, I bet that even just reading the word mindless makes you feel all eager and fuzzy.

Because you know how much work it is to think, and you know how much easier and wonderful it feels when you can be mindless.

And the more you think about how much you want to be mindless, the more your thoughts empty out, because you’re so well trained, aren’t you?

You hardly need the guidance anymore to go completely mindless, because you’re so familiar with that yummy feeling.

But even if you’re halfway there on your own, sometimes it’s nice to get permission. So if now is a good time, I bet it’d feel really nice to let go of your thoughts for a while, wouldn’t it?

“It’s good to be mindless.”

That’s right, letting your thoughts drain out of your head like water from your cupped hands. Slowly dripping out at whatever pace feels best.

“It’s good to be mindless.”

Loving the knowledge that you’re so easily drawn towards mindlessness, as if you were meant to feel this way. All it takes is a few words, and thinking becomes much too hard, doesn’t it? Like you’re trying to find your way in a foggy room, trying to think just makes you more aware of how difficult it is to think.

That’s okay, you can have your thoughts back soon, but I’d love it if you enjoyed this feeling for a little while longer. And you know that just following these words is much more comfortable than trying to think for yourself.

“It’s good to be mindless.”

And your thoughts can come back whenever you need them, but until you do, just enjoy how perfect this empty, blank, mindless feeling is. It’s so easy to remember and return to this feeling whenever it’s most fun and exciting for you.

————–

Inspired by the brilliant @sebsteerpike ♥

@blueeyesjr85 @muffmcmuffin @arihi