while i am queer, i do have a preference for anyone other than cis men. cis men, be good-natured and i’ll have no problem, do NOT harass me. minors, definitely do not interact. 18+ please.
this is also a (mostly) fantasy blog.
pet names i like: puppy/pup, whore, slut, fucktoy, combination of them
feel free to send me asks and talk to me in my dms! always down for some nsfw (or sfw) conversations !!!
my main kinks include bondage/restraints overstimulation, forced orgasms, cockwarming, teasing, puppy play, getting instructions, sub/dom dynamics, degradation paired with praise, free use, and humiliation.
i can be coaxed into orgasm control, however i have limited experience (meaning i can’t hold off an orgasm while continuing to give myself pleasure), i do like mild edging (and willing to go deeper).
hard limits: anal, feet, vomit, blood, permanent marks, and scat.
i heavily lean into being submissive, though i can switch if the situation calls for it.
laying on someone's lap while they JUST finger your mouth. like nothing else. you sometimes gag on them, sometimes just swirl your tongue around them but this simple thing as sucking on their fingers has gotten you so embarrassingly soaking wet and leaky
I want the rough breeding type sex that can only be described as 'mounting' or 'mating'. Nothing but sheer instinctual animalistic desire coursing through our veins. Be so blinded by your need to fill me up that we don't care if we're not using protection, I NEED to be filled with your seed.
pressing a vibrator against a femme just so i can watch her soak through her underwear and try not to lose her fucking mind. need to use every setting, speed and intensity against her because “well if you can’t get there on a low one, what makes you think you deserve it on high?”
feeling her legs get all shaky and her breath become more whiny over how sensitive she is. “how many times is that now, princess?” and she can’t even answer, can’t put together basic fucking sentences because she’s too dumbed out to think properly.
“stop complaining, you know i can’t help myself when it comes to you, just sound so pretty for me”. it’s true, but i know you like it when i use you like this, because despite the tears streaming down your face, you can’t help but grind up into my palm when i turn it back on.
“just one more for me, princess, that’s all i want. you’ll give daddy what he wants, won’t you?”