š¼ Daisy Blossom š¼ twenty-three years old | submissive | | unclaimed. | level: 6 "Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed. Before you come up with another idea to get us killed. Or worse,. expelled."Enrolled: January 8th, 2023
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Daisy panted hard as he pulled his cock from her mouth, a line of pre-cum and saliva connecting the flush, the moist swell of her bottom lip to the head of his throbbing dick. Her eyes were wide, doe-like - resonating with the sort of innocence she figured he enjoyed as she was pulled up from her knees by the neck. The slight pressure, hinting at how capable a huge, powerful man like this would be at choking her had arousal drumming violently through her body, making her literally vibrate with need as she was forced back against the nearest tree. She whimpered and nodded, slowly turning and shinnying herself out of her yoga pants until they were down over the big swell of her but, hooked underneath her cheeks. She wrapped her pale, frail arms around the tree and looked over her shoulder back at her assailant. She maintained the expression of pure fear, but her ass betrayed her; wiggling teasingly back at him, enticing him forward so that he could take her with that absolute monster of a cock.
He let himself enjoy fucking her throat a few minutes, finally pulling his full, hard cock from her. He looked over her face, watching the mess transform her into a beautiful, sexy mess. He reached his hand to her throat, guiding her up to her feet with his fingers squeezing on either said of her throat. He allowed her enough air to breathe, but not comfortably. He guided her backwards until her back hit a rough, thick tree. āTurn around, pull the leggings down, and bend over to hug the tree,ā he ordered, stroking himself with his free hand, letting the other go so she could comply or not.
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The deep growls reaching her ears, combined with the view she had of this imposing, intimidating man from her knees while his thick cock throbbed against her tongue had arousal simmering within her, dampening her panties and yoga pants almost instantly. She was given the freedom to take him at her leisure for a few moments, but then he took complete control, and she was all too happy to still under the pressure of his grip on her red hair while he began to thrust almost violently into her mouth. She made choking sounds but didnāt gag - still, the force of the face-fucking had saliva and pre-cum mingling and dripping messily down her chin as his head was knocked back and forth, over and over again each time the fat head of his cock rammed into the back of her tight little throat. Tears welled and spilled down her flushed cheeks as she kept her eyes trained submissively up at him.
He growled as he watched her mouth begin to envelope him, those tears and the quiet sobs making him throb between her lips. His hand gripped and wrapped around her hair, holding tightly as she began to suck and bob against his length. He tipped his head back, enjoying the feeling as she continued. With a grunt and a growl, he held her head in place, thrusting himself to the back of her throat, holding himself there a moment before beginning to fuck her throat.
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Daisy couldnāt help the moan that escaped when she felt his powerful grip on her frame tighten, holding her close to him as if wanting to wordlessly remind her that she was his to manipulate and use and she was powerless to do anything about it. It should terrify her, but it didnāt - it only made her pussy soak her panties, making them stick to the chastity belt she was wearing. She, of course, had a hunch as to who this was, given a certain conversation sheād had with a certain Dominant earlier that week, so she knew on some level that she was safe - but not acknowledging that fully only added to the excitement and heat of the entire scene. āIāllā¦Iāll do whatever you wantā¦anything, Sir. Anything at all.ā She promised with wide, terrified eyes. She gulped against his hand as it encircled the pale column of her neck. āOh, Godā¦ā She moaned as his other hand dropped lower and lower down her body, her core throbbing in response until he ordered her to the forest floor. Whimpering, she quickly obeyed and dropped to her knees, peering up helplessly at the strapping tower of a man looming over her as he spun her around to face him properly. She watched as he pulled his massive cock from his pants, her eyes widening and her lips parting in desperation as it throbbed in his grip. Tears welled in her eyes as she focused on it, leaned forward, and took it into her mouth, sobbing and moaning simultaneously as she surged forward, trying to fit as much of it down her throat as she could before she started to slurp and suck on it, hollowing out her cheeks and lapping at the head with her tongue, her nipples hardening as she went, making obvious protrusions under her sweater. She reached for her breasts, and squeezed them on instinct - it was just something she liked to do when she sucked cock. Her glasses fogged as she looked up at the man towering over her. She could practically imagine the hard, rippling body under his clothes, and that was almost enough to really get her into this blow-job - and soon she was moaning and whimpering on his cock, a mess of spit and pre-cum smearing across her chin as she sucked away.
He could feel her shake a little in his arms, holding her just a little tighter to get more of it. The laugh that pushed through his modulator came out somewhat demonic at her words. "I'll hurt you if that's what I want." He kept the hand around her throat, but moved the one around her midsection to travel further down her sweater. He felt the belt against her pelvis, another chuckle erupting between them. "Get on your knees," he barked, taking a step back, pulling her with him and spinning her around. He pushed against her shoulders to her knees against the cold ground. He pulled his length, hard in his hand against her face. "Suck on my cock."
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Daisy loved it when the weather took a turn for the colder. She could bundle up in her cozy sweaters and jeans and read outside, usually with a cup of tea or coffee, depending on the day. Today, she was dressed in a cream-colored, knit sweater that, even a size or so too big, still hugged her huge tits pretty well. Her red hair was bundled up in a messy bun, her reading glasses sat on her nose and her novel-of-the-week was in her arms. She was unassuming, and moments later, she'd wish she'd been a little more on guard...or not.
It all happened so fast. A strong, thick arm was encircling her body pulling her back into the forest far enough off the path where no one would be able to see them. Her mind began to work a mile a minute - she had a hunch as to what was happening. Ironically, the initial fear and shock didn't dwell for too long. She couldn't have screamed even if she wanted to, and the fact that she couldn't made her cheeks flush and her core throb. She'd imagined a scenario like this one more than a few times in the past couple of weeks, but her fantasies didn't hold a candle to the reality. She squeaked under the pressure of his hand and nodded obediently. Daisy's body was light and little, most of her weight was probably in her chest, so as she naturally went limp under his force, she was still easily moved over to be trapped against an oak tree's thick trunk. "O-Okay, Sir...I'll do whatever you want, just...please don't hurt me." She pleaded in a small little voice. She imagined the chase and the chance to exert some force was all part of the fantasy here, and she'd happily play with that if it'd make the hard-on she felt at her ass even harder.
Surprise | Chuck and Daisy
Daisy had sent her schedule for the week, but Chuck had also been paying attention to her since they first spoke. He got a good idea of the people she hung out with, the places she frequented, so he knew where she would be at any given moment moving forward. He dressed in simple black pants and a black, firm tight Henley, choosing his lesser known black face mask as he wandered through the thick trees on the edge of campus. He knew she took walks around this time and he found the perfect vantage point of the path nearby. As if on cue, he watched the redhead come into view and a smile curled behind his mask. He counted her steps carefully, and she was almost passed the tree he was binding behind when his stealthy footsteps dropped closer to her. He reached around her, one arm across her stomach and the other clamping against her mouth as he drug her backwards into the brush of trees. A modulator in his mask made his voice deep and gravelly, avoiding the tone of his real one. āScream and this will get so much more difficult for you,ā he growled against her ear. With her back still pressed against him, he pushed her forwards against a thick tree. āAre you going to be a good girl? And give me whatever I want?ā
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...If I was under that impression, I'm certainly not anymore. Perhaps I should send you a copy of my schedule, Sir? That way you can plan out the most opportune time to haul me away when I least expect it.
Are you under the impression I am going to tell your where I"m going to be? And not just sneak up behind you, drag you away to a secluded area and not have my way with you?
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More times than not, I am. So, either you could just give me a length of time where I should try to stay order-free, or we can continue spontaneously and hope that whoever has me under orders when you decide to use me is lenient enough to let me break away for a bit. I realize this puts a damper on the kind of fun I imagine you like to have, though - and I'm sorry about that, Sir.
I suppose that could be a wrench in the idea. Are you under orders often?
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Well, I'm very interested, Sir. If you want to play your games with me and the opportunity arises, I'll go along with anything, provided I'm not under someone else's orders. That's a potential drawback to something spontaneous as opposed to something arranged and scheduled, but I digress.
Fine by me.
Essentially, yes. It tends to be scarier if you aren't expecting it.
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I'll actually be entering a trial with Danny Andrews next month if all goes according to plan. He is a bit possessive of me, but we're in an open relationship based on open communication. As long as I let him know that I'd like to scene with you, he'll be fine with it, Sir. The main condition is that I'm delivered to him following the scene for after-care.
It sounds like my affinity for role-play could factor in nicely to that sort of thing. Under a mask, you can essentially assume whatever personality you want, even if it differs from your actual one, right? Oh...oh, I'm very interested in being conquered, Sir - and I'm happy to be chased beforehand too if that's what you enjoy. However, I don't scare easily - just so you know.
Two years? Are you claimed yet? Someone going to come chase me down and try to fight me?
Maybe you should. It's not about hiding your face. It's about building a persona and allowing someone to enter a mysterious world where you're not quite sure you know what's going on or what's going to happen. I stalk the prey, I scare the prey, I chase the prey...then I conquer it. That's how sex gets involved.
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No, I suppose it isn't. Confidence and excellent dominance tend to go hand-in-hand.
You could say that. It'll be two years for me in January since I enrolled.
I don't think I've been to that side of TikTok, but I'll seek it out now, just so I know what you're talking about fully. You have a really handsome face, Sir - it'd be a shame to hide it, though...I'm gathering that there are kink-specific reasons you like to. I suppose those really are all pretty self-explanatory. I'm still curious as to how they pertain to sex and pleasure, but maybe I need to experience them to find out?
You're not the first to tell me that. It's also not that surprising, honestly.
That's a healthy list of kinks. You been at this awhile? Masks is exactly like it sounds - I like to where a mask. Like the kinds of things you'd see on tiktok. Cat and mouse is kind of a game - playing with someone by chasing them, watching them, as if they were my prey and I was hunting them. And Stalking is...well, stalking. I like to watch people when they don't know I"m doing it. Mess with them a little. It works into the chasing game really well.
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That confidence will serve you very well here, Sir. Most submissives Iāve met are quite attracted to it - myself included. I, for one, am really looking forward to this month concluding - but Iām also trying to make the best of it educationally speaking, as torturous as itās proven to be.
I think my favorite kink is probably roleplay, which can play into all sorts of kinks, even if they donāt initially appeal to me. If Iām playing the role of someone who likes a specific kink, it becomes an actual kink of my own, more times than not. I consider myself pretty flexible that way. As for my kinks, if youāre interested; Iām very fond of muscle/body worship, nipple/breast play/torture, impact play, degradation and humiliation to name a few. The āmasks, cat and mouse and stalkingā bit of your list is new for me. I realize it might be self explanatory, but for my sake, do you mind elaborating on those, Sir?
@daisyblossomsub : Well, thank you, Sir - and welcome to Stonewall! If you find yourself in need of a scene partner to gain experience with, don't hesitate to let me know. :)
Thatās quite the welcome. And what scenes would I be gaining experience with?
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PM: That sounds perfect, Sir. Truly, itās exactly what I need right now. I just want to be mindless and useful; making you happy and giving you pleasure so Iām not occupied thinking about how badly I need that for myself.
So, I'll see you this afternoon, Sir.
Pm: come over after classes. Youāre with me for the night. Gotta get you cleaned up anyway so we can do that, I can edge you until your brain melts and then you can thank me by making me cum as much as I want. Sounds like a productive evening to me.
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Well, from what I can see, youāre quite the Dominant, so you deserve it, Sir! Iām fairly open to all kinds of scenes, really. Keep in mind that like all the other submisisves, Iām in chastity for the month so that may affect what we can do. What are some of your favorite kinks, Sir? Maybe we can work together to come up with something thatāll be educationally beneficial for both of us!
@daisyblossomsub : Well, thank you, Sir - and welcome to Stonewall! If you find yourself in need of a scene partner to gain experience with, don't hesitate to let me know. :)
Thatās quite the welcome. And what scenes would I be gaining experience with?
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PM: You're more than welcome to pick your poison, Sir. I'll go along with whatever suits your fancy as long as it successfully gets my mind on you and off my own incessant neediness.
PM: Awww, poor baby. Mmm, well what fun ways could we do that? I could gag you for a while, that's always fun. Maybe your hands should be getting me off, since they can't get you off.
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Your word is law, Sir - and trust me, I want it that way. At the start of this, I was excited at the notion of a challenge, so...maybe I should just tap into that and see this as an extension of the challenge, as daunting as it is.
I'll see you tomorrow morning, Sir - and I love you. š
Well, that's not something I will allow. So i expect you at my door in the morning with my coffee and a good morning kiss.
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Yes, Sir...that does sound correct. You may have more faith in me than I have in me...but I trust you. I'm just scared of messing up and disappointing you... You know what a perfectionist I am. it seems...less risky to just hole myself up in my dorm all month.
Of course I still want you. However - I think you need to remember that I know what you can handle and what you can't. I'm the one who sets the rules around here. Does that sound about right?
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What? Of course I am, Sir! Provided you still want me, that is... I mean, if you said you wanted a girl who could handle kissing you after two weeks of chastity, I wouldn't blame you...
I can't even put into words what the thought of kissing you is doing to me right now, Sir. The action while I'm this pent-up might actually kill me.
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I can't even put into words what the thought of kissing you is doing to me right now, Sir. The action while I'm this pent-up might actually kill me.
A mask? I don't even get a kiss? I don't think I can abide by that, princess.
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