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Fucked up memories

Being in public, in a crowded space, provides reason to stand so close. When nobody’s paying attention, you can get away with anything. Hips moving on ass, hands moving on dick, anything goes when everyone else is elsewhere in their mind. We got away with it.

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my boyfriend and i were just starting up things over the phone when i had to leave for a little while. So i left and did what i needed to do, and called him back. He was feeling dominant so he very carefully asked and made sure i still wanted it, the way he usually does. He was quiet for a while after i said yes though, so i thought he couldn’t hear me and repeated myself. Then he told me he was sorry and didn’t want to keep going. He felt so bad and it made me kinda sad that somewhere in his head he felt like he owed that to me, because i feel that way all the time, and it’s not fun to feel like you’re disappointing someone you love. After countless apologies he went to bed, and i could tell he wasn’t okay. I feel really bad; i miss my master and hope he’s okay.

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i’m sleepy n needy n i wanna be subby 🥺

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New Year’s Eve

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At this party me and my closest friends were all a little tipsy, and dumbassery quickly ensued. An arm wrestling contest was occurring with no real rules, referees, or overall winners. K asked me to arm wrestle, because he knows about my weightlifting history. I agreed, but because I am incredibly unfit at the moment, promptly lost. My pride was a little hurt, so I made a quick new year’s resolution; I would beat K in an arm wrestle this year. Then I told him so while playfully tugging at his hair. I guess i was a little too playful, because before i could blink he had a fistful of my hair, a hand on my throat, and his lips pressed firmly to mine. He bit my lip, choked me, and let me go. So of course, being †he bratty bitch i am, i decided to pout afterwards. He quickly caught on to my disobedient demeanor, and resolved to correct it. He stood over where i was stewing on the sofa, and with scarily soft sounds asked,

“Why are you pouting sweet thing?”

I told him it was because he pulled my hair. In response he grabbed another handful of hair to guide my head so I would hear his hushed hazards. 

“Maybe you shouldn’t pul mine then, huh? Is that a ‘yes’?” I kept my lips sealed in defiance just for him to yank even harder. “’Yes sir’?” and i still maintained my silence. so he slapped me with his free hand and threw me aside to continue celebrating with the rest of the party

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New Year’s Eve

I was at an overnight party with some pals of mine for new year’s, and while there it got beyond flirting with someone I’ve been into. I have two stories, I will tell them chronologically, however their order doesn’t truly matter as they are independent incidents.

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We had come inside from a bonfire and went into the host’s bedroom. For some background our host is a collector of various sharp weapons (a total fucking dork). So my friend, call him K, knows knives will have me sweating like a whore in church, wetter than a mermaid’s pussy, and redder than the blood those knives could spill. So he grabs a gorgeous dagger off of the wall, and starts looking at me while he fiddles with it. I turn around to avoid the embarrassment of having my other friends there, but he notices, and decides to sabotage my efforts. I face my other friend and scramble for something to talk about while i feel the flat metal graze my shoulder. Then i feel the blade run over my neck to my other shoulder, where it pushes deeper, and breaks skin just deep enough for it to burn. My face goes up in flames, I’m salivating like crazy, and i’m squeezing my thighs together so hard it hurts my knees. He knew what it does to me, and did it anyways. He took complete control of me, and godDAMN was it nice.

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Hello and welcome

this is a new account i’ve created to separate two very different aspects of my life. I will not fully introduce myself or give any information about myself via message, ask, or comment. I will, however, be posting original content whenever i feel inspired to do so. A lot of reblogged textposts you see on this account currently are from my previous account. 

I hope you’re like me, and enjoy everything kinky, cute, cuddly, and consensual!

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Imagine:

Tied up, blindfolded with your dom who is usually so rough. They tell you sweetly to lay on your back, so you obey. You expect them to call you something degrading as praise, but instead you’re given a loving “good pup”. You jump at their cold fingers on your skin, feeling your hips and sides and chest. They run their tongue from your bellybutton to your collarbone, and move back down to tenderly lick at your nipples. You’re so afraid of what they have in store for you, you don’t believe they would be this nice. However, they run their hand back down the center of your body, stopping just above your tingling area, and ask softly, “do you trust me baby?”. You nod your head yes, and you feel them slowly slide into you. They’re gentle, but not teasingly so. It feels amazing. Then, when you feel yourself reaching the edge, you whimper for permission. They say “yes, cum for me darling”, as you tremble and moan and whine their name. They call you a good baby, and pull you close to them, holding you and letting you suck on their fingers, praising you constantly. They don’t untie you until the next morning, when you both wake.

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Please master, I wanna be pounded like a little cumtoy. I wanna be fucked like an animal. I want to serve my god, I want to be made your slut.

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mmn

I want a mistress to dom me and my master. I want her to tell me what a pretty puppies we are while we’re dragged around by chains. I want to be used and ruined. I want her to abuse us both until she’s satisfied, then leave us to satisfy each other for her amusement while she mocks, degrades, and praises us.

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prince

I want a sweet prince to lay down on his back and spread his legs with his hands tied in front of him. I want to choke him and praise him until his cute little cock is hard and twitching. Then I want to degrade him for it; make sure he knows how much of a dirty slut he is. Remind him he’s just a filthy little animal, remind him he’s my fucktoy while I start to tease him. I want to make him squirm and whine and plead with me just to touch him or fuck him or something. Just anything to relieve him. I want to tease him until he’s begging and sensitive, then I’ll jerk him off. I’ll stroke his cute dick until he’s about to cum, and then I’ll ruin for him. Tell him what a dumb mutt he is for believing I’d really let him cum.

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Tiny

Im wearing a t shirt that I bought for my master. He wore it for a few weeks and then let me borrow it because I like having something that smells like him. I put it on, and look in the mirror. This shirt was big on him and on me it was even bigger. It went past my butt and fell just below my boxers. I felt so teeny tiny. I felt so happy and so okay because I’m just a puppy, and it’s not my fault that my body isn’t perfect.

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Fuuuuuuck i want a knife against my throat and handprints on my ass. Maybe ruler marks. I want cuts and marks and bruises. I want to be cuffed and on my knees. I want to be spat on and used. I want my hair tugged and my favorite filthy names called. I want to be reminded of my place.

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I have been so deep in petspace lately. I just want to be given commands and be obedient. I want scritches and praise for being a good puppy. I want my master to pull on my collar to get my attention, just so he can kiss me, or call me his cute little animal.