#dommes for healthy relationships

[hour1313]

You know what's kinda hot as IQ play goals? Supporting a submissive who is invested in their education!

"Yeah cutie, gt that collage degree, you know I've hypnotized you to get a lovely reward each time you get a question right~"

"What's that sweetie? You got an A on your last test? Oh my, looks like SOMEONE must want to be out of chastity badly! How cute! But you know I won't release you til you get a degree."

These are just examples of course, but I as a dominant think it's criminal how little the kink community talks about, or even uses this. Remember to support your subby students! <3

[borathae]

↳ Index [Day 06 - Medical Play]

Pairing: Bratty Good Boy!Seokjin x Hard Domme!Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU

Kinks: Doctor & patient role play, brat taming, use of a stethoscope, examination play, anal play, use of a thermostate, use of a prostate vibrator, prostate milking, thigh fucking, impact play with a leather paddle, masochist!Seokjin, subby boy tears, overstimulation, thigh fucking, hips guiding, pissing from too much stimulation, multiple orgasms (m.receiving), he stands against a wall first then lies over her lap, he fakes being sick to get babyboy treatment by her, she finds out and punishes him, they talk about it at first though, cuddly aftercare with lots of praises

Wordcount: 6.8k

a/n: some of you just have such good ideas istfg *kisses anon's mind* this is so hOT JFAJSDFJ

With his schedule being tightly packed, your boyfriend has been practically missing from your life for more than two weeks at this point. You would be lying if you said that you didn't miss him. He leaves when you are still sleeping and comes home when you are already sleeping. It is a lonely life when he is busy. So when you got a call from Seokjin a few days ago, telling you that he would be coming home earlier, you felt delighted. It had been five days since that call and you painfully had to come to term with the fact that the reason for his earlier arrival was a nasty cold. Just like this, went your plans for some nice alone time with him.

You don’t mind caring for him because you wanted to see him better. He always cares for you as well when you are sick or on your period, so you aren’t grumpy about this. You are grumpy because he is the whiniest baby in the history of sick people.

Ever since he came home, he has been complaining about his aching head and stuffy nose non-stop. He even begged you not to leave him, which lead to you calling your workplace to tell them you had to take some time off for nursing-care. A mistake, you later realised. Seokjin acted like a complete baby, whining and asking you to do the most ridiculous things for him. One time you even had to help him pee, as he was too weak to hold Seokjin Junior (his words not yours). 

Eventhough reluctantly, you still did everything he asked of you. He was sick after all and given the many times Seokjin took care of you when your period cramps became unbearable, it was only fair to do the same for him.

That is until Friday came. You had been out shopping for groceries and some dearly needed toiletries when you spotted Seokjin running along the Han River. He looked perfectly healthy, mouth-watering even if you wouldn’t have been that angry. Despite your annoyance, you didn’t say anything to him when you came home. He looked terrible when you came running into his bedroom, his eyes hollow and his skin as pale as his walls. Maybe you had mistaken him for a stranger? 

You hadn’t. So Jimin accidentally dropped the bomb to you today, Saturday, one day after you saw your sick boyfriend running along Han River. Apparently he and Jimin met up for a quick jog and chat. You thanked Jimin for telling you the truth and ended the call.

“When I catch you, Kim Seokjin”, you mumble, stirring the soup for your oh-so-sick boyfriend with the biggest frown on your face.

“Babyyy, please save me”, you suddenly hear him shout from his bedroom. He sounds actually hurt and like the caring girlfriend you are, you waste no time to rush to him as quickly as possible, leaving the steaming soup on the kitchen counter. 

“What happened? Are you okay?” you ask concerned. He has his eyebrows furrowed and a pained expression on his face.

“No I’m not. My pillow is too hot, can you please turn it for me?” he whines. 

You sigh loudly, nope, he is just his annoying lazy self. You clench your jaw, your desire to whack his butt with the soft pillow growing in your stomach.

“You’re disrupting my cooking for this? I was making soup for you. Couldn’t you have turned it yourself?” you ask with crossed arms.

Seokjin shakes his head, wincing in pain afterwards as if the small gesture was too much for him.

“No, my arms are too weak”, he whines looking at you with big puppy eyes. Oh, how you wanted to wipe the pout off of his face. “Please baby help me, I’m so uncomfortable”, he whines even more miserably when you show no signs of moving.

You let out an annoyed sigh before walking to his bedside and pulling the pillow from below his head, making him fall onto the mattress. He groans in pain, rubbing the back of his neck, which hadn’t been ready for the sudden movement before looking up at you with big eyes. You don’t break eye contact with him, your jaw clenched and your fingers clutching onto the white pillow until your knuckles turn white. You could throw the pillow at his head, just once, it would serve him right. You stop shaking it out for a moment, contemplating if you should do it or not. You decide against it, you weren’t raised like that. You still practically throw the pillow at Seokjin’s chest, not even caring how rough your movement was. 

“There. Enjoy it”, you growl, already turning around before Seokjin’s hand clutching onto your apron stops you.

“Baby, are you mad at me? You are acting weird ever since Friday”, he asks with worried eyes.

His question makes you stop and turn around

“I just find it weird that you are down with a cold for more than five days now, when normally you are running around healthy again after two days. Don’t you think it’s a little bit out of character?”

Let’s see if he gets the hint.

Seokjin glances sideways for a moment before he looks back at you. He shrugs his shoulders, leaning back into his pillow.

“It’s because of the AC on the airplane. It made everything so much worse”, he fake coughs, “See? My lungs are practically oozing out of me.”

You grimace at his use of words, making a sound of disgust, “that was rancid.”

Seokjin coughs again, harder than before. You have to give it to him, this man knows how to act.

“I, know, it’s, so, bad”, he chokes out between coughs.

It’s getting ridiculous at this point. You roll your eyes at him before turning your back to him.

“Sure keep telling yourself that”, you grumble before walking out of his bedroom and returning to your task of serving him his highly-requested soup. “You know, I talked to Jimin on the phone.”

“Wha-”

You close the door. You know for a fact that he understood what you were implying. You hope that he boils in his soup of guilt just as wildly as the vegetables in his stupid food do.

You return to him with a bowl of said soup and a glass of orange juice on a wooden tray. Seokjin is sitting on the edge of the bed, head lowered in shame.

“I’m sorry”, he murmurs.

“For what?” you ask him because you want to hear him admit it. You walk to the bed, putting the tray on the bedside table. You straighten up, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“I lied to you. I haven’t felt sick since yesterday.”

“I know. I saw you run along Han River.”

“You did?!” he gawks up at you with widened eyes.

“I did. But then I came home to you looking like a pale ghost so I thought that I was mistaken. Until Jimin accidentally dropped the truth. I’m disappointed in you, Seokjin. Why are you lying to me? I took days off work to take care of you and you take advantage of me.”

“It’s not that. I have good reasons why I’m still pretending.”

“They must be mighty good reasons because I don’t see any appeal in making your partner dedicate their entire day to health care when it’s not even necessary.”

“I felt good yesterday and, and I took that run with Jimin and I wanted to tell you when you were home, but then on my way home I tripped on the sidewalk and twisted my ankle and now it hurts and I feel shitty again.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah seriously. Look”, he pulls the pants leg up, showing you his slightly swollen ankle.

“Oh my god Seokjin, are you okay? That doesn’t look healthy.”

“I can move it”, he demonstrates it with a hiss of pain, “it’s just twisted and my pride is broken. And I need you to take care of me because I’m just an infant in pain.”

You laugh, picking up his pillow to slap his chest with it.

“Shut up you idiot. Only you can manage to get healthy only to blow it by twisting your ankle.”

“I know, I’m stupid and I’m sorry”, he takes your hands, pulling you onto his lap like this. “I shouldn’t have lied. I thought if I kept quiet, I can heal without having to admit my stupid accident. If I knew that you saw me, I would have confessed. I’m sorry.”

You give up with a sigh, “apology accepted I guess. I still think you’re an idiot.”

“I know, that’s your right.”

You snicker, he smiles at the sound of it, rubbing your thighs innocently. You look into his eyes, heart fluttering. With another sigh of defeat, you swing your legs over his lap so you were facing him. His hands touch your lower back, you play with his messy hair.

“I missed you lately, you know?” you tell him.

“I missed you too. Maybe that’s why I don’t wanna get healthy either. If I’m healthy, I gotta leave you for work. I don’t want that.”

“Yeah, I get that”, you say, leaning in to kiss his cheek. He chases the affection, squeezing your butt.

“Hey, hands off.”

“Oop, sorry”, he gasps, pulling them away.

You click your tongue, giving his chest a soft slap.

“Only good boys get to touch my butt. You’ve been a naughty boy, so no butt or boobs for you.”

He pouts.

“Pout all you want. That’s what you get”, you say and get off his lap.

Seokjin drops into the pillow with a loud groan, rolling his head to the side.

“You’re both making me horny and breaking my heart.”

You chuckle, “good. The soup’s on the table, eat it while it’s still warm.”

“Wait.” He sits up. “Can’t you feed me?”

“You’re alright.”

“No, I’m not. I’m a weak boy”, he pouts cutely, “please?”

“Fine. You big baby.”

You sit down on the edge of his bed and take the silver spoon between your fingers. Seokjin opens his mouth as widely as possible when you come close to him with a filled spoon. Once inside he closes it, pouting out his lips whilst looking at you through his lashes.

“Wow baby, the soup is amazing”, he gasps, grinning at you. 

“Thanks”, you mumble, eyes glued to his lips.

“More”, he tells you already opening his mouth for you. 

Look at his ready mouth, his pink lips wet from him licking them and his eyes looking at you expectantly. A dark thought flashes through your mind. Oh how you would love to see that face in any other situation than him begging for soup. Like him begging for release, all sweaty and sticky from the lube tripping onto the carpet out of his beautiful ass, his hands folded on his thighs as he is kneeling on the floor, all whilst pretty flocking marks spread all over his skin. It would serve him right for lying to you.

Being lost in your own little fantasy, you don’t even notice your hand had moved on its own until you can hear Seokjin yell out in pain.

“Please blow on it, it’s too hot”, he says eyeing the soup in pain.

“You are a huge baby you know that? Can’t you blow on it yourself?” you whine, still fulfilling his wish.

Seokjin shakes his head, “it’s so much better if you do it. You are so much more skilled with blowing stuff”, he says, his lips twitching up into a small smirk.

You stop blowing. He wiggles his brows.

“Urgh shut up, your flirts are not gonna work on me.”

“I think they are.”

“No, they’re not.” You shove the soup into his mouth. “Shut up and eat your soup.”

Seokjin mewls, looking into your eyes as deeply as possible. You gulp. Look at him. His eyes beg you silently to keep the spoon inside. His lips engulf the metal shaft. They look so plumb, so pink and soft, oh how amazing they would probably feel sucking on your fingers.

You blink, quickly looking away. Your mind had wandered off again, god damnit. 

You pull your hand back and stand up, “I’m cleaning the kitchen.”

Seokjin nods his head, humming obediently.

It is a fair bit cooler in your living room than it was in your bedroom. Exactly what you needed right now. You let yourself fall down on your big couch and close your eyes. Why did your mind have to betray you like that? Yes, he was flirting but you thought of the nastiest of things. But then. Who could blame you? It has been too long since you have been intimate with him. The last two weeks he was never home and before that, he was too busy with practicing and recording new songs and far too tired for sex whenever he came home. It wasn’t a big deal to you at first, it’s not like you can’t survive without sex, but as the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into a month, you slowly felt yourself grow desperate. Sure you still had your hands and a big collection of toys to keep you entertained. And oh boy, entertained you were. But you still missed the feeling of his hot skin pressed against yours, the feeling of his soft hands exploring your body and the feeling of his skilled tongue eating you out until you saw stars. 

And Seokjin, he for sure didn’t help at all. Of course you were still a little frustrated with him, but to be honest right now you wanted nothing more than to jump his bones and ride him until both of you lose your ability to speak. Frustrated or not, you were horny and desperate to feel him again. So why not combine both of your current emotions and make it all the more exciting?

You smirk at your idea, jumping up from the sofa to run into your hobby room. You pull open the uppermost drawer of your dark wooden dresser, in which you store a big portion of your sex toy collection. With a few reaches into the drawer, everything you needed was laid out neatly in front of you. A pair of black stockings as well as a pair of red stockings, you will decide later which one would be more fitting. Next to them was a pair of your favourite latex gloves and a bottle of cherry lube, not your favourite but Seokjin has a thing for it so if it makes him happy you won’t complain, and last but not least, you put down a small bag of medical tools and a variety of toys.

With your tools being ready, now all you needed to do was to get ready yourself. You walk to your closet and open the left door, revealing a row full of costumes from a police officer uniform all the way to a doctor’s uniform. You and Seokjin have a slight thing for role plays. It might actually be a little obsession between you and him. Sometimes you both dress up, sometimes it’s just you and sometimes it’s just him.

Your fingers brush over the costume you were looking for, “there you are.”

It is a short, white nurse dress with a red cross on your left breast pocket and a matching hat. Exactly what you needed for the little idea you had in your mind. You slip into the costume and pull the red net stockings with lace on the top up your legs before slipping into red lacquer heels. You finish off your look with a deep red lip and take the big doctor's bag with your toys.

You knock on the bedroom door.

“Come in!” Seokjin calls out.

You slip inside the room. He is sitting up, playing a game on the TV. Now that you found out about his lie, he feels comfortable in doing what he wants.

“Hello there.”

“Hey baby, I finished the soup. It was so good. Thank you for cooking.”

“Seokjin, look at me.”

He obeys and gasps. His jaw goes slack, eyes drinking in every little inch of your body. He instantly presses pause on the game. You smirk at his expression pulling a little pose in front of him.

“I am here to care for you, patient Kim”, you say, your voice sultry.

“Baby!” he exclaims, throwing the control to the side, “what do you mean? Are you serious?”

You hum, putting your hand on one of his thighs. You can feel his muscles tense from your touch and watch his throat move as he gulps hard.

“I’m very serious and you very sick. I need to take care of you, don’t I?” you coo, fluttering your lashes at him.

“Are you…” he gulps and almost whimpers the words, “…gonna be rough with me ‘cause I lied?”

“Do you think that I should be rough with you?” you ask, masking your question for his consent this way.

He licks his lips, whispering a weak, “yeah.”

“Yes? Well if that’s so.” You give his cheek a little slap, making him moan and close his eyes. “I will choose my treatment accordingly.”

“Oh god”, he gets out, ears slowly turning red in giddiness.

You straighten up and place the bag on the bedside table.

“Turn off the TV, I want silence when I work.”

“Yes Miss Nurse.”

“It’s Doctor for you, understood?”

“Y-yes, Doctor ma’am. I’m sorry.”

“Good. Now that we have talked about that, can I care for you patient Kim?” you ask, taking out the pair of latex gloves.

He ogles them, gulping once again.  

“Yes please”, he begs, nodding his head vigorously.

“Good.” You take out a douche and lube, putting both on his lap. “You know what to do.”

Seokjin takes the tools and rolls out of bed. He limbs to the bathroom as quickly as his twisted ankle allows him.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna get it checked out?” you ask him.

“I have you, haven’t I?” he flirts and disappears in the bathroom.

You scoff, rolling your eyes, “he’s such a brat.” Afterwards you turn to your doctor’s bag, preparing the scene while Seokjin cleans out.

It isn’t long until Seokjin limps back to you. You study him while he is busy looking at what you laid out. He seems very excited already, eyes widening in anticipation. He is still in his PJs but brushed his hair. It’s very attractive that he made an effort.

“Okay, stop.” 

He obeys, waiting patiently for you. You let him wait for a little, circling him without touching him. He tries his very hardest not to follow you with his eyes, keeping his head as still as possible.

“Mhm.”

You are in front of him again, writing into your notepad. Seokjin tries to steal a glance but gets caught by you right away. He fixes his head, gulping nervously.

“Hm.” 

More writing. He shifts from one foot to the other, flexing and relaxing his hands. He can’t bear the silence and the unknown. 

“Mh-hm.” 

You finally finish writing by slamming your pen down on the paper to make an aggressiv dot. You did it on purpose, of course, to make Seokjin jump a little. He is so adorable when he startles. 

You place the notepad into your chest pocket and turn to get your first tool. Seokjin might need to say something. He can’t handle the silence. It’s riling him up way too much.

With your back still turned to him, you finally break the silence. 

“Get naked. My examination requires nudity.” 

He follows your orders gladly. Finally. Oh, he is so happy. Finally something is happening. He swears that his cock is already getting harder just from the thrill of doing something.

He stands with his head held high once he is undressed, only his red ears and flushed chest are indicators of his shyness upon being looked at in such a state. He is breathing heavily, nipples erect and cock just hardened enough to look tempting. Not that his cock looks any less tempting when soft. He has the prettiest cock ever.

“Look at you”, you murmur, feeling delirious in need for a moment. It has been too long since you last saw him like this. You missed him and if you weren’t currently lost in a roleplay, you would tell him so. “Your body is very pleasing to look at.” 

“Thank you.” 

“Quiet. I need absolute silence when I work.” 

Seokjin mewls softly, biting down on his lower lip. The inner corners of his eyebrow lift as he gives you the sweetest puppy eyes. You ignore them of course, despite wanting to squish his cheeks and kiss every single inch of his handsome face. You cannot give in.  

You roll your shoulders back and clear your throat.

“Well then, sit down.” 

Seokjin obeys. His back is perfectly straight, his hands are presented on his thighs with his palms up. He looks up at you, eyes still so perfectly cute and lips parted slightly. You let him, but do nothing about it. Your heart is secretly racing however and your mind keeps racing with thoughts of how cute he is. 

You pick up the stethoscope and put it into your ears. 

“Stay still and quiet.”

He nods his head in obedience, holding his breath as you listen to his pulse. You feel tingly. His heart is racing so much. You touch his shoulder, taking in how his pulse flutters and then beats even faster. 

“Mhm I see”, you murmur and put the stethoscope on his back. Like this, your breasts are mere inches away from his face and judging by the sharp intake of breathe, he is aware of that. “Breathe in for me.” 

Seokjinobeys. His breath fills his lungs. His heart races. 

“Breathe out.”

The air leaves him again, but his racingheart remains.

“One more time. In”, you rasp, stepping closer so your breasts would brush against his face.

He obeys your order, but does it very shakily, thighs squeezing together. Through the fabric of your dress you can feel his lips mouth at your breasts and as you glance down, you notice his eyes fell closed.

“Hold it in.”

He obeys while you look at him. He is so handsome when he is lost in you. You shake your head to get rid of your feelings. Do not give in to temptations.

“Breathe out.”

He obeys, hot breath swirling over your clothed chest. It feels so warm and nice. Do not give in to temptations.

“Good”, you say and step back, leaving him to gasp as his heaven gets taken away.

His reaction was definitely worth staying stronger than the temptations. He is so adorable when he realises how easily you can take away his heaven.

“My assumptions were sadly correct”, you say as you write into your notepad.

Seokjin looks at you nervously and beyond turned on.

“You are officially suffering with brattiness. It’s a very serious illness, but don’t worry. I can heal it very easily.”

He mewls, biting his lower lip.

“I will have to make one more examination however to determine the correct treatment”, you say and shove the notepad into your chest pocket.

You place the stethoscope aside and round the bed to look for your next tool. You act as if you can’t find it because you know that Seokjin gets desperate between long waits.

“What are you doing next?” he asks just as expected. He is so predictable. How wonderful.

“Next I will…hm…” you trail off as you look for your tool. “Mhmm…”

Seokjin shifts, trying to sneak a glance. He is such a delight.

“Ah there!”

He exhales shakily, squeezing his thighs together.

“There you are, little thing was hiding”, you say and pick up the thermostat.

Seokjin ogles it, straightening his back and gulping heavily in preparation. You walk back to him, heart fluttering when he tilts his head back and opens his mouth.

“Oh you sweet innocent boy”, you taunt him, closing his mouth with a press to his chin.

He furrows his brows in confusion, puffy lips pouting.

“That’s not how you take a brat’s temperature, you little thing”, you coo and boop his nose.

He gulps, cock twitching because of your words. It twitches again when you dance your gloved hand to his neck and down to his chest. With a gentle nudge, you make him fall into the sheets. He moans loudly, legs hanging off the edge and cock twitching between them.

You inspect him for a moment, let him get desperate again. There is two ways you could go about this. Using the thin neck of the thermostat to sound his cock or stick it up his ass. He would most definitely lose his sanity with both options. The deciding factor is your own greed for seeing him with his legs up. You hook your hands under his knees and lift them, bending them so you can press them into the sheets on each side of his body.

Seokjin moans, gripping his own thighs instantly so he can stay in position.

“You’re getting an idea, aren’t you?” you ask him, preparing the thermostat.

“Yes, Doctor”, he breathes, eyes gawking at the ceiling nervously.

“You know, this isn’t how I normally take my patient’s temperature, but I make exceptions for bratty boys”, you say, wiping the access lube on the laid out towel. You don’t want to put it on his hole because he is supposed to take the thermostat raw. Just the lube on the shaft should make it easier for him. He deserves a little pinch.

You put your left hand on his lower stomach and apply pressure, thrusting the thermostat into his hole at the same time.

“Ah!” Seokjin flinches, toes curling and head lifting off the sheets. His neck is tense and his eyes are widened.

You wiggle the thermostat inside him for a little, rubbing circles into his stomach.

“God hmmm”, he lets out, dimpling his thighs.

“Almost done, I just need to angle it properly otherwise the results could be flawed”, you explain and slide it out just to thrust it back inside again.

Seokjin drops his head, but arches his back. He is so sexy, eliciting a chuckle from you.

“This is such a thin tool and yet you are arching your back. I should put your eagerness for anal stimulation into my notes.”

“Fuck”, he curses under his breath, tensing up in an attempt to come off as uninterested.

You chuckle, shifting your eyes to the thermostat. You press on the button.

“Now we have to wait.”

Seokjin breathes quickly, biting his lower lip. You let him agonise in the silence at first before you break it with a question.

“It is eagerness, isn’t it?”

He nods his head.

“What was that?”

“Yes”, he croaks.

“Yes? So you’re a brat and, forgive my wording, an anal whore?”

“Yes”, he mewls, tensing his neck as your words sink into the deepest fibers of his body. The way you degrade him will always ruin him. You don’t do it so obvious and straight forward like others do, you hide it behind a sweet voice and tender words. You make it sound as if you were being kind to him while in reality you called him the most degrading things. Seokjin swears he could orgasm just from that.

The thermostat beeps.

“Oh? Already done?” you gasp and pull it out quickly, ignoring the needy mewl he lets out. You step back, inspecting the result for a while so he can get impatient again. He shifts, lifting his head. Got him. You smirk, reading the results out loud, “thirty eight point three. Your temperature is a little raised, but I’m sure it’s because of our, well, current situation.” 

You obviously made up the result. He has a very  healthy temperature right now.

“Holy fucking shit, ___”, he gets out breathily, dropping his head into the sheets in utter defeat.

“I’m sorry? What did you just call me?” you hiss.

“Doctor!”

“No no, I think you were being a rude brat again. How fucking dare you.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s a little too late for that. You are a lost cause, patient Kim. I thought that I could heal you with natural medicine, but it seems that you need stronger drugs to get good again.”

You walk back to your tools. Wait. Seokjin shows his impatience by dropping his legs so he could crane his neck and look. When all he meets are your darkened, knowing eyes, he tenses up and looks away, gulping nervously.

You sigh, “how disappointing”, you say quietly but loud enough that he can hear.

Seokjin keens, biting down on his lower lip. He doesn’t dare to move, listening to the clicking of your heels as you round the bed again. Whatever you are carrying is going to go inside or on his body, but he doesn’t dare to move.

“You know, I don’t like using such methods to treat my patients, so this is very difficult for me to do”, you talk to him as you prepare the anal plug. 

It is curved and vibrates and it will give him the most delicious prostate stimulations ever.

“I’ll be good, I swear”, Seokjin croaks.

“Of course you will be. Once I’m finished with you”, you say, pushing the plug inside without warning.

“Ah!” Seokjin yelps, closing his legs instinctively.

“Nuh-uh, take it”, you force them apart again, wiggling the toy deep inside him.

“Ahmmmmm”, Seokjin lets out, twisting his own hair. He expected something to go up his ass, but not his favourite vibrator. Anything but this. It feels so good and it isn’t even turned on yet. 

A faint click lets him know that you connected the bluetooth with the remote. He lifts his head, having to still his impatience. You aren’t holding the control, instead a leather paddle is tangling from your finger. You meet his eyes, keeping him captive with nothing but a playful smirk. 

“Fifteen spanks. That’s all you need to bear and then you should be cured.” 

Seokjin gulps, clenching around the toy. He is already dizzy and you haven’t even started yet. 

“It will hurt me more than it will hurt you. I hate having to cure boys like this, but your case of bratiness is too strong. It can only be healed like this.” 

“Please”, Seokjin croaks, eyes widened pleadingly. 

You twirl the paddle. 

“Stand up.” 

Seokjin obeys instantly, chest heaving up and down quickly and eyes following you as you come closer. 

You connect the paddle with his chest, guiding it over his skin as you round him. Goosebumps follow the touch, he is chasing you with tenses of his muscles. 

“Can you stand?” you ask him and the sound of your voice is enough to let him know that you are being serious right now. 

“It doesn’t hurt right now.”

“Good. Tell me if it starts to.”

“Okay.”

“Now”, you give his buttocks a gentle spank to pull him back into the scene.

He gasps, tensing his buttocks. 

“Against the wall and put your hands up.”

Seokjin obeys, barely breathing. This is so exciting to him. And so incredibly hot. 

“Legs further apart”, you order, spanking his inner thighs gently.

He obeys, fingers twitching on the wall. He is in a dream. You literally own him. 

“Very good. We can begin.”

The vibrator springs to life, dragging a yelp of pleasure from his lips. He throws his head back, knees buckling and buckling again as you land your first spank before he could even recover from the surprise. 

“One.” 

The second spank knocks him into the wall. Not because you were so rough with it, but rather because Seokjin is weakened. His legs are shaking because of the toy. It feels so good, pressing right against his prostate and stimulating his rim as well. You chose his favourite setting. Everything about the toy is currently ruining him and then you come along and spank him. Of course he ends up falling against the wall. He can only handle that much. 

You care rather little about his struggles, lifting your arm for yet another spank. You count loudly, striking his tender skin at the same time. His left buttocks jiggles and reddens. You give him no break, landing the forth strike on his right buttocks to even it out. 

“Mistress”, Seokjin whimpers, clawing at the wall as he tries to drag himself up. His cheek is squished against it, eyes squeezed shut. 

“I appreciate the manners, but that’s not what I told you to call me. Two more spanks are needed. Five, six.”

He flinches with each impact, legs shaking and cock throbbing. It is rubbing against the wall, leaving wet imprints of his pleasure. He can’t help himself. The vibrator feels so good on his prostate that he keeps leaking. 

“Seven”, you make it sting especially well by striking him across both buttocks. The impact pushes the toy deeper. 

“A-ah wait”, Seokjin stumbles, convulsing. He reaches behind himself, “hurts. Ankle hurts.”

You stop the vibrator, letting the paddle tangle on your wrist for now. You hold his waist.

“Sit down, baby. Careful, okay?” 

“I’m okay, just felt my ankle pinch.”

“That’s alright. Just sit down and get comfy.”

He does so with a hiss, shifting and wiggling as the toy presses deeper into him. 

“Oh god”, he gets out, pressing his hand to his lower stomach. He rolls his eyes back, folding himself in half. “Doctor I can’t. More please.”

You chuckle, relaxing. What a relief to see him so desperate for more. 

“I think the question of if you wanna continue is useless?”

“Please Doctor, I’ll do anything. Please.” 

“Fine. You still have eight spanks left anyway. It wouldn’t be wise to stop in the middle of your treatment. Just know that I will find no pleasure in hurting you”, you say and sit down on bed next to him. 

Seokjin falls over your lap without having to be ordered to. He sticks his ass into the air, burying his face in the sheets. His eagerness melts you.

You chuckle, rubbing his heated butt.

“If you’re being such a good boy, I feel like I’m giving you the wrong treatment.” 

“No please. No, i-i-it’s only because it’s working. Please I need more, it’s not enough you, you champignon.” 

“Champignon?” you chuckle. 

“Yes, that was an insult. The brattiness is coming back.”

You laugh. He is such a goof sometimes. 

“It seems like it does”, you play along, “very well then, more treatment is necessary”, you conclude and turn on the vibrator. 

Seokjin moans, cock twitching on your lap and thighs shaking. He is back in heaven. It is so intense, so electric, so warm. The vibrations ebb and rise in intensity, making it feel as if you were moving the toy in and out of him.

“Where were we?” 

“Seven”, he croaks

“Ah yeah and what comes after that?”

“Eight-ah!”

“Good job. Oh that felt good. I can really leave an imprint in this position. Nine.”

Seokjin can feel it as well that you are having a lot more impact in your spanks. They burn, hitting him sharply. No words can describe how much he needed that. He twists the sheets, arching his back. 

“Ten.” 

Pain. So sharp. So deep. So good. Seokjin trembles on your lap, toes curling and cock leaking uncontrollably. As a matter of fact, he managed to smear your thighs with so much of his excitement that his cock manages to slip between them. 

He feels it instantly, spilling tears and sobbing your name. 

“Wrong name. You’ve brought the next two on yourself”, you say and strike him with such vigour it echoes for a second. 

Seokjin takes them happily, fucking his sensitive cock with your thighs as his prostate throbs and his ass burns. 

You noticed his cock between your thighs as well. Of course you did. It is so hard and wet. You should stop him, but you don’t want to. He looks so good when he is humping you like a stupid puppy. Especially when he humps even harder each time you strike his reddened buttocks. 

You only have three more to go and you really want to make them count. The first you land on the lower area of his right buttocks. It’s especially sensitive, resulting in Seokjin to squeak and sob into the sheets.

“Don’t cry. It’s only for your best. You’re almost done, I promise.”

The second spank you land on his other buttock, wanting to make it equal. Seokjin twitches and writhes, fucking your thighs sloppily. There is no rhythm behind his movements, just utter and pure desperation. His noises let you know of it as well. He is squeaking so much. It is so honest, so utterly submissive and perfect. 

“Last one. I’ll make it hurt, I don’t want to, but I have to”, you say and lift the paddle. You aim it to the middle of his ass, across his flushed buttocks.

Seokjin takes it with a scream, orgasming against his will.

“I’m sorry”, he sobs into the mattress, shaking uncontrollably.

“Nono, don’t apologise. This is perfect”, you say and grab his hips to guide their movements. You force him to fuck your thighs quickly, despite the overstimulation that causes. 

Seokjin wails up, muffling himself a second later by biting the sheets. You speak of perfection while your hands torture him. You aren’t happy about his unwanted orgasm, you are happy that you can overstimulate him because of it. That you can force him to pound your creamed thighs and take the vibrations until he can’t help but squirt all over himself. 

He gags and cries, trying to flee you but you only press him tighter to your lap as you laugh menacingly. The floor gets dirty. You hear it. How wonderful. He is so big and strong and yet right now, he is the smallest and weakest person to have ever existed. And you did that. By spanking his ass to the point of bruising and overstimulating every single one of his pleasure spots, you reduced him to your little bitch. 

“Yellow, red, I don’t know, just no more please”, Seokjin begs after he finally stopped fucking squirting all over himself.

“Good boy”, you praise, releasing his hips. You turn off the toy and tug it out carefully, discarding it on the towel. 

Seokjin sits up and climbs on your lap, hugging you tightly.

“Oh you sweetie, come here you”, you say, hugging him back, “you did so well. I’m so proud of you.”

Seokjin whimpers, hiding away in the safety of your neck. His lips nib on it slowly, his breathing is shaky, but calms down the longer he is in your embrace. 

“That was pretty intense and you handled it so well. God, I’m so proud of you, sweetie. I have the best boy ever”, you praise him, playing with his hair. You have your left hand on his lower body, massaging whatever sensitive spot of his butt is exposed. It is hot to the touch. 

He chases your hand, which lets you know that he likes it. You still want to hear it from him.

“Is this nice for you?” 

“Yes, really.”

“Then I’ll keep doing this. My good boy, you took me so well. Was it good for you?”

He nods his head vigorously, “it was perfect. Everything was perfect. You are perfect.” 

You smile, hugging him closer. 

“This feels good to hear. I love you, Jinnie baby.”

“I love you too.” He kisses your shoulder. “So much, it’s insane”, he whispers, making your heart flutter. 

He lifts his head, meeting your love-filled eyes. He mirrors your state with flushed cheeks and puffy, bitten lips. 

“You look ruined”, you chuckle, wiping the tears from his lashes. 

“I am ruined. I pissed myself because you wouldn’t slow down.” 

“I know. That’s why I did it. You’re so pretty when you lose control over yourself.”

His ears turn red, his eyes can’t seem to meet yours anymore. You chuckle, rubbing his buttocks.

“Does your butt hurt lots?” 

“It’s definitely sore, but I don’t mind. You spanked me perfectly.” 

“I did?” 

“Yeah”, he hugs you, “I love being your sub, ___.” 

“Oh wow, you say the sweetest stuff, my baby”, you gasp and cradle him as tightly as possible, “my sweet sub, I love having you too.” 

Seokjin melts into you with a sigh, “I missed you.” 

“I missed you too.” 

“I’ll still be sick for the rest of the week.” 

“Seriously?” 

“Mhm, at least to the public. We have so much catching up to do.”

“I can get behind this plan”, you say in a smile.

“Good, then tomorrow you’re getting breakfast in bed.”

[blue-willow-tree]

⋆｡˚୨ About Me ୧˚｡⋆

The above images are not me, they merely resemble me

Hi there xx

ִֶָ࣪☾. You can call me Willow

ִֶָ࣪☾. I am 19, and I'm comfortable with any pronouns, but gravitate more towards "She" x

ִֶָ࣪☾. I'm a femme switch. This blog mostly showcases my dom side. This is a BDSM blog.

ִֶָ࣪☾. My asks are open for advice (bdsm related), naughty confessions, sweet words and dirty ones too x I'm also a voyeur and I enjoy hearing people's fantasies even if it's about a kink I don't partake in (as long as it's all consensual and nothing about cheating). If you send one in my ask box, state whether you want it posted or if it's just for my eyes x

ִֶָ࣪☾. I am a soft dom. I will always prefer obedience over brattiness on here as I do not dish punishments out in my asks. Discipline is something I don't take lightly and will only do to someone I've claimed.

ִֶָ࣪☾. I'm sapphic, however my blog is open to any and all queer folk that are apart of the bdsm community. No cis het men allowed, I feel unsafe with you here.

ִֶָ࣪☾. My dm's are open for mutuals, but please know that I am horrible at replying sometimes and get really busy or overwhelmed x

ִֶָ࣪☾. You can call me Mommy, Miss, Ma'am, Bun, or Ms bunny x Never solely "bunny".

Educational: Toxic subs | cnc | when you have a toxic dom/me | domme vs dom | collaring in the bdsm world | degradation for good girls | getting in touch with your dominance as a switch | A healthy bdsm relationship | The importance of friendship in a dynamic | Safewords aren't a kink | How to handle your partners sub/dom drop | Deep dive on CNC and trauma kinks | Punishments | Exploring BDSM as a beginner

Willow: 2 simple facts, 2 fun | Fun facts | mommy issues | Storytime | Nsft Ask Game | focused bear | chilling bear | happy bear

Click "Keep reading" to see my rules, claimed anons and anon rules, DNI, and extra information. Read these before DM'ing me or sending an ask.

WHAT I WILL FEATURE IN MY BLOG:

I'm a very soft dom, but don't misunderstand. I am the type of dom that enjoys mind games. I'm sadistic, but not in the physical way. I'm the type to degrade you in such a sweet way that it confuses you x I enjoy slowly dumbing a sub down through actions instead of words. I'll choose your outfits for you, I'll make sure you don't need to have a single thought in your head. If you don't like this type of domming, my posts aren't for you x

I am also a very devoted sub. I will likely never have posts about being a brat, I prefer obedience, rewards, and not causing any hassles for anyone. Brats are welcome here, but I don't cater towards any, whether it be submissively of dominantly x

If you spam my ask box you will be blocked x

🍬: 18 | she/her 🪩: 19 | she/her 💌: 19 | she/her

✨: 20 | she/her 🦭: 18 | she/her 🛸: 18 | she/they/her

🌷: 23 | she/her 🍀: 20 | she/her 💫: 23 | she/her

🌙: 29 | she/her. 🪐: 21 | she/her ⭐: 18 | she/they

🍓: 23 | she/her 🎀: 21 | she/her 🪼: she/her

🐻: 18 | she/her 🧸: 22 | she/her 🗡️: 20 | she/they

🤎: 26 | she/her/they/them (sometimes he/him)

💙: 19 | she/her 🐞: 20 | she/they 🦦: 18 | she/her

🩷: 20 | she/her 🦊: 22 | she/her 🐼: 31 | she/her

🔮: 30 | she/her 🐇: 18 | she/her 👸: 21 | she/her

🪽🐾: 19 | all pronouns 🦓: 18 | she/her 🎧: 18 | she/they

🐿️: 18 | they/them 🕊️: 21 | she/her 🐨: 24 | she/her

💚: 18 they/she. 🌌: 29 | she/her. 🐮: 18 | she/her

🩶: 20 | she/her 🦌: 21 | they/them. 🥁: 21 | she/her

🍄: 19 | she/her. 🐈‍⬛: 19 | she/her.

🌹: 18 | she/her 🍑: late 20's | she/they

🐺: 20 | she/they 🥐: 18 (soon 19 x) | she/her

🍒: 19 | she/her ⚰️: 19 | she/her 🍎: 18 | she/her

🎃: - 🍰: 18 | she/her. 🦔: cute moot. She/her

🧛🏻‍♀️: 21 | they/she 🫧: 22 | she/her 🎱: 19 | she/her

🐭: 18 | she/her. 🎄: 19 | she/they 🪡: 30's | she/her

☀️: 19 | she/her 💜: 25 | she/her. 🦝: 28 | she/they

🪻: 29 | she/her 🌑: 18 | she/her 🐚: 18 | anything but "she"

💭: 20 | she/he 🕸️: 19 | she/her 🧡: 18 | she/her

🦴: 18 | he/she 🍁: 20 | they/them 🕊️: 26 | she/her

👻: 18 | she/he/they 🏴‍☠️: 18 | she/her 🥀: 18 | she/her

🦋: 26 | she/her 🐶: 19 | they/them 🍸: 23 | she/her

🎁: 20 | she/her. 🐝: 25 | she/her. 🍷: 24 | she/her

🫘: 21 | she/her

I am a ginormous Marvel fan. You will see drabbles every now and then about Wanda or Natasha.

RULES FOR MY BLOG:

- If you dm me, please understand that I am not a therapist. I also have my own triggers. Please do not have a sweet conversation with me then start talking about going back on an Ed or self harm. This has happened before, and it makes me feel backed into a corner.

- I am a SWITCH. Yes I mostly have dominant posts, but understand that I am a SWITCH. I can never be in a relationship where I am purely submissive, or purely dominant. Please understand that. I will occasionally have sub posts.

- I will only show my face to people I grow connections with or become genuine friends with. I won't send nudes, but might occasionally drop a lewd/lude

DO NOT INTERACT:

Cis het men. Minors. Pedophiles. Homophobes. Transphobes. Haters. Fake BDSM members. Ageless accounts. Blank accounts. Cis hets. This blog is not for you.

WHAT I LIKE:

I am femme4all <3

I like sweet subby women, as well as dominant women. Older women are my weakness.

I am a switch, with no lean. Sometimes I need a pretty sub to do whatever I want with, and sometimes I need a gorgeous or handsome (wlw/wlnb) dom to turn me into their mess.

I love choking, gentle corruption, soft dumbification, service subs, bondage, sweet objectification, sweet petnames, slightly mean petnames, soft mean degrading, praise, somno, some pervy-ness, strap usage, breeding (no actual pregnancy) , finger sucking, cnc and some pervy ones that I keep to myself and won't ever post about. My submission has to be earned. (ALL ARE G/R)

HARD NO's:

Scat, watersports, gore, vore, cis het men, anal, anything that involves cheating.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

°.˖✧ Series

Sparkling Scarlet┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Y/n is part of the avengers, but her whole world changes when she is sent away for special training with the infamous Scarlet Witch. She focuses on the mission, but doesn't expect to fall in love on the way. word count ~ 107k+

The Art of Healing┊wanda maximoff x agatha harkness

summary: After the loss of her brother, Wanda navigates her newfound powers with the help of an older witch. By giving up control, she learns how to gain control of her magic and emotions. As she discovers more about her magic, Wanda learns to live without Pietro, and Agatha begrudgingly learns the art of healing with her. word count ~ 31k+

50 Shades of Red ┊wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff

summary: A reimagining of 50 Shades of Grey, featuring a healthy, consensual relationship and safe BDSM scenes. And lesbians, of course. word count ~ 34k+

Kinktober Masterlist || 2024

summary: A collection of 31 oneshots. There will be a lot of kink in these fics, so be mindful of the warnings. words count ~ 41k+

°.˖✧ Oneshots

ᗢ ⎯ Wanda Maximoff ⎯ ᗢ

Craving You┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: You try to get your mind off of Wanda in a crowded nightclub, and she finds you there and eases your cravings for her. word count ~ 4.3k+

Fingers Are My Weakness┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Wanda exploits your weakness for her, and fucks you in her office. word count ~ 3.3k+

Seeing Double┊wanda maximoff x scarlet witch

summary: Wanda meets herself while opening a portal for another bottle of wine, decides "fuck it" and has sex with her other multiversal self. word count ~ 10.6k+

Only Yours┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Your insane, psychotic best friend Wanda wants you all to herself after you go on a date with another girl. smut ensues. word count ~ 5.2k+

The Sweetest Sound┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Subby!mafia boss Wanda needs some stress relief after a long day. You're more than happy to provide. word count ~ 3.6k+

Soon, Darling┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Wanda edges you, and you take it all like a good girl. word count ~ 4.6k+

The Ultimate Weakness┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Wanda brings you home and fucks you, claiming you as only hers over and over again. After tonight, everyone will know who you truly belong to. word count ~ 6.3k+

Not My Fault┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Wanda can’t keep her eyes - or hands - off of you. She has her way with you, and you’re just happy to let your long-time crush ravish you. word count ~ 4k+

Reality┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: While shooting a movie with the infamous Wanda Maximoff, you start to fall for her. The lines between reality and acting blur together as you enter into a publicity stunt relationship, and you try to save your heart from breaking. word count ~ 6.8k+

My Good Girl┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Wanda Maximoff, your domme and girlfriend, tests you with impossible rules, and subsequently punishes you for failing to follow them. word count ~ 4k+

Need┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Wanda needs you. word count ~ 1k+

Retaliation┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: You use numbing gel on Wanda, and she punishes you for it with some gel of her own. word count ~ 5.7k+

The Secret of Us┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: When you see Wanda again after the secret relationship you shared during your college years, you realize the lasting impact she had on you. Haunted by flashbacks of your time together, you struggle to reconcile the memory of the Wanda you once knew with the woman she has become a decade later. word count ~ 7.1k+

I Hate You (I Know You Do)┊wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: You and Wanda Maximoff hate each other. That was obvious. But, after a enlightening night at a BDSM club, you both realize that your feelings run much deeper. word count ~9k+

ᗢ ⎯ Wanda x Natasha ⎯ ᗢ

Stay Still┊wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff x fem!reader

summary: Your girlfriend eats you out while your other girlfriend restrains you. All in the name of love and making you cum, of course. word count ~ 1.6k+

ᗢ ⎯ Agatha Harkness ⎯ ᗢ

The First of Many┊agatha harkness x fem!reader

summary: You go on a first date. word count ~ 1.5k+

Desperation┊agatha harkness x fem!reader

summary: Pure smut. Keep some holy water nearby. word count ~ 3.2k+

Whispers In The Dark┊agatha harkness x fem!reader

summary: Pervy!mentor Agatha fucks innocent!student reader for the first time. word count ~ 2.7k+

Good Girl┊agatha harkness x fem!reader

summary: Smut. And then some more smut. With a sprinkle of sadism in there. Oh, and scissoring.  word count ~ 1.8k+

Ours┊agatha harkness x wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: Smut, just pure filthiness. word count ~ 2.4k+

Mine┊agatha harkness x fem!reader

summary: Friends-with-benefits to lovers. word count ~ 6.4k+

Don't Cry, It Turns Me On┊agatha harkness x wanda maximoff

summary: Wanda tries the strap-on, Agatha has some fun with her. It's just pure smut. Dirty, rough, kinky smut. word count ~ 3k+

°.˖✧ Headcanons

Sparkling Scarlet

All work is my own. None of the content on this blog is yours to translate, steal, or repost on any platform.

[princescribbler]

When people ask me how my beautiful momma princess and fiance, @giggle-byte, and i manage our dynamic I usually say something about communication skills, being open to one another, and finding fun and support together. These are, after all, the cornerstones of healthy kink and relationships.

It ALSO helps that when I was introduced to something intimidating (like chastity play) momma reassured me, rarely pushes very hard, and moves at 'my pace' in most things. In fact, when I started being really into it for a while, it was SHE who wanted me unlocked more, wearing double diapers instead of a diaper and cage, etc.

And... it's pretty easy to submit and feel like a 'good babyboy' when you're told how you're a good boy, and are given frequent positive feedback.

It also very much helps that momma isn't much into 'denial'. But what about, say... forced regression, bondage, power play, mindlessness/ infantilization, ageplay, overstimulation, adult nursing, hypnosis, mental conditioning, diaper fetishism, 'babyfication' and gentle femdom? YES SHE IS! But into Denial? She's far more into forced orgasms than denying orgasms!

Still...I can always indulge in a bit of teasing while she's at work! After all, when the mommy-domme is away, the diaperboy baby slave will play! At least... as much as the chastity device allows!

[gentlekalita]

Are you a submissive? Find it out

🌟 How Can I Know If I’m a Submissive? 🌟

Hey there, my lovely friends! It’s your Gentle Domme Kalita, and today, I want to chat about a question that I know many of you have been wondering about: “How can I know if I’m a submissive?” I get it; navigating these feelings can be both exciting and a little confusing. So let’s take a cozy dive into this together!

Understanding Submission

First things first—submission isn’t just about giving up control; it’s about really connecting with your desires and exploring that wild side of yourself. It’s all about that spark of excitement when you think about trusting someone else to take the lead. So, how do you figure out if that’s you? Well, here are some thoughts:

1. Self-Reflection

Let’s start with some good old-fashioned self-reflection. Grab a journal—or even just a cozy spot to think—and ask yourself:

Do you ever daydream about scenarios where you’re being guided or cared for?

How does the idea of giving over control make you feel?

What kind of fantasies do you find yourself daydreaming about?

Writing down your thoughts can be super helpful. Just let your mind flow and see what pops up. You might be surprised at what you discover about yourself!

2. Exploring Fantasies

Your fantasies are like little clues to your desires:

Do you find yourself drawn to the idea of being restrained or directed by someone confident?

What roles do you fantasize about—do you enjoy the thought of surrendering or being gently teased?

It’s totally okay to get lost in these thoughts; fantasy can be such a safe way to explore your feelings without any pressure. Enjoying those little daydreams can be a real thrill!

3. Emotional Response

Pay attention to how you feel in different situations:

When someone takes charge, how does that make you feel? Does it spark excitement or maybe a little nervousness?

Are you drawn to the idea of nurturing or being nurtured, of giving and receiving care in a unique way?

Just tune in to those feelings; they can be so telling about what you might enjoy.

4. Interest in BDSM Dynamics

You might find that you have a natural curiosity about BDSM culture.

Are you intrigued by the idea of exploring power dynamics in a consensual way?

Do you appreciate the intimacy and trust involved in these types of relationships?

Gentle femdom, especially, is all about that tenderness mixed with a bit of power. If that sounds appealing, you might want to explore it further!

5. Engaging with the Community

Getting involved with a community can really help clarify your feelings:

Try attending discussions or workshops focused on BDSM and submission. Connecting with others and hearing their stories can be enlightening!

Follow blogs or platforms that resonate with you—like mine! Engaging with these communities can help you feel less alone on this journey.

6. Trial and Experience

Sometimes the best way to know is to just jump in and experience it:

Consider exploring your submission in safe, enjoyable ways. Maybe start with light role play or engage with a trusted partner.

Just make sure you’ve got safe words and boundaries established. Your comfort and safety are everything!

7. Understanding Boundaries

Remember, submission doesn’t mean you lose your individuality or say goodbye to what makes you comfortable. Understanding your boundaries is crucial!

Reflect on what you could see yourself trying and what is definitely off the table for you.

Knowing your limits and being able to communicate them is actually a huge part of establishing a healthy dynamic.

Embrace Your Journey

Ultimately, exploring your submission should feel like a liberating adventure. If you’re finding that these questions resonate, you might just be discovering something amazing about yourself!

Join Me!

Ready to explore your desires in a warm and welcoming space? I would absolutely love to have you join me for my next camming session! Let’s dive into fantasies together and see what gentle domination feels like for you. Check my bio~

[reorientation]

Just started on estrogen as an intersex woman because it turns out I never had any my entire goddamn life. I always identified as a lesbian, I love women, I'm in a long-term relationship with a woman, and that's not changed...

...But, oh my god.

Men smell so *bad*, but it's in such a *good* way. I don't understand it. This is completely opposite how I used to feel and I don't *get* it, and the worst thing is I'm a dominant?

And all I can think about is being pinned down and crushed. What is HAPPENING to me? Surely this cannot be normal, surely something has gone wrong?

I'm the one who's in control. I'm the one who takes control. I like women, I don't like men.

And god, for months now, I haven't been able to get off unless I'm thinking about some guy finding me, taking me, and me being *fixed*. Fucking me straight, making me a good girl for him, converting me. And it really is fixing, isn't it? I'm a bit broken and I need to be cured. I'm dripping as I write this. I've never dripped before.

Please either tell me this is unhealthy or help me feed it, because... wow. Please help make me worse, or make me better - I don't know which anymore.

It's obvious what's healthy and unhealthy here, isn't it? You went to a doctor and were told what you'd been missing your whole life - and then you went home, and took the drugs, and realized what you'd been missing your whole life.

There's something so pure about this! You knew who you were as a woman - and as a lesbian, and a domme - but you didn't know who you were meant to be. You got corrected - genuinely, medically! - and all of a sudden you discovered a deep, profound need to be a good girl for a man.

"I'm the one who's in control. I'm the one who takes control. I like women, I don't like men." -- but that was what was wrong with you, this whole time! This isn't inherent to having estrogen - nearly all women do, and they don't all feel like this - but as soon as it hit your bloodstream, it was all you wanted. What can you possibly conclude except that you were built for this?

You still love women, you still love your girlfriend - but for months now, either she hasn't made you come at all, or she's only made you come while you fantasized about a man fucking some sense into you. You only learned how to be dripping wet while imagining dripping a man's cum.

How could you ever look back? How could you try to return to the life you had before, now that you've seen how it was always wrong?

[s-uccubus-mommy]

First, I applaud you for how you run your blog. It’s commendable and respectable to be willing to answer other’s questions, especially newbies and help them understand what a healthy D/s dynamic looks like. Two minutes on your blog and it’s apparent you are a genuine Domme, and trust me that’s hard to find online. Sadly many naive submissive’s get taken advantage of by fake Dommes just looking for money. I myself was a victim of one when I first entered the community. My question to you is do you find that finding a genuine honest male submissive is just as challenging online as what I have found when it comes for finding a genuine honest female Domme?

Thank you! That’s a nice compliment.

I’ve met several male subs who have been blackmailed or taken advantage of financially by an online “domme”, it’s too bad it’s so common. Don’t let a new partner film you.

I do find it difficult to find a genuine partner, but being the one in the dominant position I think makes the stakes less high. I generally get to decide what we do, ya know? I don’t think real abuse is as likely as it is for subs.

The most common problem I’ve run into is male subs lying about wanting an actual relationship with me. They’ll say or do anything just to have a kinky sexual experience or two. I’m pretty upfront in the beginning saying I want to be monogamous and exclusive and I want a relationship beyond kink. And they agree, but then after they get what they want they leave. It can be really painful and has led me to developing pretty major trust issues honestly. Even the sweetest little sub can turn cruel.

Of course as a woman in a sex-focused space I’m always going to get fuckboys who know nothing about bdsm in my DMs too. But at least they’re easy to spot.

I dunno I just… it’s been disheartening lately for me trying to figure out if I will ever find someone who I mesh well with on a human level, who is a good partner, a good person, a good communicator, emotionally intelligent and wants to be submissive.

[gynarchyboi]

MsReneeLane isn't available at this time day 9

For those of you who have gone through my training on Fetlife you know these 10 rules of male submission by heart. It's time to share them on Facebook. Submission is a 24/7 and 360 degree commitment that reaches deeply into how a man lives his life.

1.Exercise Daily: Be physically fit for general physical and mental health. A woman cannot train someone too weak to accept her discipline.

2.Eat Healthy: Deny yourself the empty calories of white sugar and starchy foods. Think of your female owner, when you deny yourself. Diet is part of your spiritual path.

3.Read good books. Talk about them: conversation and communication is a cornerstone of good relationships. By increasing your knowledge and expanding your horizons you make yourself a more interesting companion.

4.Volunteer: Be active in your community and give back to society. Join a service organization, pay the dues, volunteer your efforts. By becoming active, you increase the number of people you interact with and you make yourself a more well-rounded person.

5.Accept Discipline. Stay chaste most of the time.: Gain focus and determination by harnessing your sexual desires.. Remaining chaste for the woman in your life allows you to focus on serving her more diligently. If you are single, limit orgasms to the weekends. If you are partnered, surrender when and how you orgasm to your domme. Practice wearing a chastity device until it becomes a natural part of you. Submit to a weakly discipline session from your domme to help you on your path of submission. Never make mistakes to enhance this punishment. Instead, be slavishly devoted and thankful for any discipline a woman gives you. Always do your best.

6.Clean: Maintain a clean and organized living space. Dig in and do the boring drudgery of housework. Your efforts will give your woman enough energy to dominate you. If you are single, live as if a woman might inspect your quarters at anytime.

7.Promote and Support Women: Promote the practical and political needs of women. Doing this will give you a deeper understanding of women. Vote for women in whatever politics party you find yourself. See the promotion of books like mine as something practical you can contribute to hasten the coming matriarchy. Consider how much easier finding a domme could be if there was a movie you could direct a prospective woman to see. You could point at my sub in the movie that I hope to make and say, "I dream of living like that man for the right woman." She will see the love and devotion of this sub and become interested.

8.Respect All Women: Treat all women as if they were the key holders of your chastity belt. Especially treat women with respect who because of age or looks don't have a lot of sexual power. Other women will see this and they will be impressed by your sensitivity to women.

9.Disengage: Abstain from pornography and live in the real world. Limit yourself to 30 minutes a day of leisure activities online. Limit television. Spend your free time working, reading, playing, and loving others.

10.Recite Your Mantra: Intone it several times daily. Do this out loud. Recite it for your ears to hear, "I am only a slave; it is a privilege to serve." This simple act, overtime, will redirect your focus towards serving all women and especially the woman in your life. This mantra will empower you.

Do all 10 of theses. Don't leave one out. Women are always watching. Our eyes scan the herd, looking for the right man to cull and make our own. Make yourself the perfect prey.

Date Jun 24, 2019.

[dollmaidcrystal]

Targeted advertising is getting too good

... or bad. I can't tell.

Mistress Aspyce keeps getting this ad, pitching a service where dommes can spin up an AI to dominante their slaves for them.

To put it mildly, she is not amused by the idea. She especially hates the "turn your slaves into passive income" angle. Our entire deal is writing about healthy (if extreme) D/s relationships, and this ain't it.

Meanwhile I keep getting this stupid thing:

... which is impressive if they're specifically targeting their ads at people who deal with ADHD by becoming latex sex slaves.

Much less impressive if anyone else is getting these stupid ads, too.

[princesscolumbia]

The funny thing about being a True Domme transwoman in her mid-40s who's getting into miscecanis as a subversive lifestyle at the same time as the Barbie movie is coming out is witnessing the multitude of fuckboys lose their collective shit over being fucking called out by a movie that is basically an extended toy commercial that managed to squeeze in a message that strongly resonates with its true target audience of women who have been fucked over by an oppressively patriarchal culture with an equally effective B-plot about how men have been fucked over by the exact same culture.

M'dudes, there are a few things that are obviously slamming against your amidships and not penetrating the several inches of Fragile Mayo-l Eggo (as opposed to 'male ego,' a healthy and non-performative masculine sense of self usually found among elder gay men far more than their supposedly heterosexual contemporaries) that I'm going to put here in plain text. If you don't get it at this point, then you're fucked, there's no help for you. Go attempt a survival challenge in the middle of the Sahara and lose your compass and canteen. You'll be much more useful to the world doing that than continuing to ignore the following:

The 'theory' of "Alpha males" that you think you subscribe to? Yeah, it's a disproven theory that was misinterpreted in the first fucking place and you can all get FUCKED for thinking you're at all valid for claiming that title. Others have explained the science better than I, and just by claiming "Alpha" to justify the absolutely vile behavior you've proven you could give two shits about science or intellectual anything or human achievement or progress or culture or ANYTHING THAT'S HUMAN YOU HORRID, SUB-HUMAN PIECES OF WALKING SHIT! SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! THERE ARE MUSHROOMS I'D RATHER CLAIM KINSHIP TO MORE THAN YOU!

A true Alpha in the miscecanis sense is the Ultimate Caregiver. Defined by more than biology, the Alpha's role in the relationship is to provide a safe and secure place for their mate(s) and to be selflessly loving and kind. This requires that the omega (or beta, I'm not judging. Two Alphas could be in a relationship too, though that gets tricky as you're dealing with, essentially, two tigers in a bag) feel as though you are the very foundation of their world and that foundation is as solid as pure granite but inviting as a squishmallow nest. That means you're more an engineer than a commander. You're more a facilitator than a leader. You're not some fucked up piece of shit who thinks that the tackle between your legs means you're superior to the person you're presuming to stick that tackle in.

Any true Alpha would take one look at you and say, "Oh, hun, it's okay, we understand that you think that's how Alphas work. Don't worry, your Alpha will be along soon and take you away from all the big scary Alphas that you wandered into the middle of." You're a spitting, hissing kitten. Another omega or a beta might be fooled, but a true Alpha will take one look at you and see right through the act. And every single one of them could take you down without breaking a sweat, but they won't because they don't want to be a bully.

And on the outside, the remote possibility that you did happen to be an actual Alpha, you'd be one of those toxic Alphas the omega's birthing person warned them about. You'd be the reason for the #YesAllAlphas hashtag. You'd be the reason omegas carried cans of pepper spray on their keychain at all times. You'd be the reason yet another challenge fight resulted in an "accidental" death after the rest of the Alphas in the area got sick of your shit and arranged for all the cell phones and security cameras to be conveniently off or broken.

I haven't seen the Barbie movie yet, but based on what I've seen from the spoiler-tastic reviews and memes and GIF-sets, here's what I'm betting a true Alpha would say:

"Wow, that Barbie's gotta be an Alpha, look at how she just owns the space around her."

"Yup, she's commanding and every one of those omegas around her are following her orders. Wonder how many of them she's marked?"

"Ouch! First time in a beta-only part of society, huh? Yeah, that sucks how they won't acknowledge your true gender and judge you based on your outward appearance and have no clue that you're an Alpha because their senses are impaired in comparison."

"Look at her defending her pack! Go girl!"

(Again, I haven't seen it, and this is through my particular interpretation of miscecanis as a lifestyle.)

On the other hand, I'm probably not going to get through to any of you. You got it into your head that you're somehow cosplaying as either White Savior Jesus or his boyfriend Emperor George Washington (who both personally wrote the bible in their native language of Late 20th/Early 21st Century American English and snuck secret messages in it to you telling you to hate all people with any melanin in their skin or any sex and/or gender preferences that you, specifically, find icky) and you got more invested in that persona than I have of being a miscecanis Alpha.

[thewhumpcaretaker]

Top 5 favorite john wick ships⁉️⁉️

Omg the asks are coming so fast um um um

John x Helen. The OGs. Love itself personified to the extent that it's almost religious. They will find each other in every lifetime and they are bound to each other by a power that reshapes international political systems and outshines the powers of death. The sweetest domme and most devoted sub that ever lived. They're brought together by blood transfusions, bullet wounds, and the complete lack of any familial support system. If they're getting whumped, they're getting whumped at the same time because they're soul mates that can feel each other's emotions even beyond the grave (this is Broken Veil lore). The flavor of the whump is honey and that's what they call each other. Fun fact: I literally, irl had to quit writing about them because I stopped sleeping, oops.

John x Vincent. Churchduel sends my brain into immediate overdrive. I am thinking about it all of the time. Sometimes, I try to think other thoughts, and Churchduel thoughts assert themselves out of the ether instead. Unconditional love and impossible levels of redemption. Throw your punitive justice out the window to prove you're not a cop, we came to cum and it WILL save him. Actually healthy underneath it all because this is secretly an NPD/cluster B positivity story about how a narc can have a healthy relationship with proper accommodations. The flavor of this whump is strawberry and it is mixed with so much cocaine. I NEED Vincent and he needs so much help. Kiss this sad wet cat!!! Kiss him now, John, with tongue!!!!!!

John x Santino. I can't think about them without my heart fluttering. I feel their love for each other inside my own body. They are pure entities of angst and hurt/comfort, to the extent that I can write endless drabble and ficlets about them which I don't normally do. They don't even require context, Santino is just distilled clinginess and need while John is distilled comfort and they just produce an outpouring of gentleness as John helps Santino heal and Riccardo Scamarcio's pronounced eye bags haunt my daydreams (I swear to god, there is never a time when this man looks like he's had a full night of sleep and I think that's just his face. What a face <3). The flavor of this whump is coffee and cigarettes, and the whumperflies make me feel like I'm passing out.

John x Caine. It is a goal of mine to get feral about John x Caine. That one GIF of Caine saying "are you dead John?" and looking like his heart just shattered is buried in my brain, waiting to blossom. Also the fic with the head pats. THE HEAD PATS. And the wet spot induced by the head pats...I can't. I'm dead. People should please send me John x Caine asks, I need to figure out how to write them so I can dive into this because there's so much potential. Their whump flavor remains a mystery and I need to know. I'm getting hints of something slow and ponderous and gentle, perhaps a relaxing tea?

Vincent x Chidi. Let's be honest: Beyond Judgement could just happen with Chidi instead under slightly different circumstances. The point is for there to be a bodyguard who will do anything for Vincent and love him unconditionally like daddy didn't. Chidi might not offer that enemies to lovers factor, but he could absolutely bring out the best in Vincent. He's the one person in the world who is canonically there for Vicent and doesn't want him to die alone and forgotten. Also I spent the better part of today thinking about that Vincent web weaving image set and how much I want there to be someone there to prevent Vincent's tragic fall

Bonus:

Jude x no one. Get it Jude. Live your best aroace life and whip some folks platonically. I'm spinning you in my brain anyway.

[yesmissnyx]

wrt: the anon asking how to find a dom [switching my giant lever labeled “SWITCH” to the “Domme” side], I totally agree with everything you said, especially about it being easier than people think to set yourself apart as a sub. Inexperienced or new subs often think they need to show that they’re more submissive than other subs, but (as you know) that’s rarely an issue. What sets desirable subs apart is knowing what they want, and being excellent communicators. The thing that determines most of all how hard I can go in a scene is my confidence in a sub to use their safeword if they need it.

Also, something to add for people new to kink out there: remember that BDSM is, basically, a game that two (or more) people are playing. It can be a very intense game, physically and emotionally. It can and sometimes should *feel* very real. But underneath that, after that, it’s consenting adults playing. This is one of the reasons why the negotiation part is so important. It may seem unsexy to sit down and be like “okay I want to do this, this, and that.” “right, so this and this are a yes for me, but that is a no. how would you feel about also doing *this*?” and so on, but it is absolutely crucial to healthy, fun, and safe play. Established couples and play partners may not have to do this every time, but that kind of always-on or always-available dynamic does not happen overnight. Also, remember that negotiations include aftercare (FOR ALL PARTIES!) and what to do if a scene goes poorly. And scenes will go poorly sometimes.

Finally, a few basic things that would be red flags for me personally when meeting a prospective sub:

- “I just want a mommy to take care of me”. Being taken care of is a common fantasy, and sometimes a very rewarding one. But if someone is leading with that it will probably make me think they haven’t internalized that it’s a *fantasy*, and are looking for something that would be a very unequal relationship

- “I don’t have any limits”. Anyone who says this is either lying or has no idea what they’re talking about. Everyone has limits, and having fewer limits doesn’t make you a more advanced or desirable sub (or dom!). The opposite, if anything.

- calling me by a title without first being given explicit permission to do so

- any attempt to short-circuit or circumvent the negotiation step. I’ve had everything from physical seduction to emotional belittling deployed against me to avoid having matter-of-fact negotiations. it will not work on an experienced domme, and will get you a reputation as an unsafe person to play with. and even in major cities, most kink scenes are small; your reputation matters.

Okay, enough unsexy scolding from me. Subs: there are more doms than you think, but we usually don’t post that much about it online because frankly, a lot of subs just do not be knowin how to act. Go to munches, go to meetups, make friends. Get invited to play parties and introduced to potential play partners. [Tip: if you can’t find any munches open to the public, try your local ren faire instead ;)]

xoxo

10/10, no notes!!! All excellent advice!

Also, omg, the note about ren faires...call me out why don't you 🤣

But seriously, go where the nerds are. The more costumes involved, the better your odds get.

[notanotherdexaccount]

if your response to transharmful and transharmed people is that they shouldn't embrace it as part of their identity, then I'm going to assume you're antikink and think people shouldn't be part of that community as well. and that you have this whole laundry list of how people's desires are "bad" and that instead of healthy consensual engagements, you essentially think they need to be "fixed".

sorry I saw an antittansID thing that said they didn't think you should have transharm ID as part of your identity and just. that's what. kink is. that's what being a Dom is. that's what being sadist is. you're not actually as accepting of queer people as you think you are. sexual deviance and relationship deviancies include kinksters and people interested in 24/7 power dynamic. leather daddies and dommes did not fucking stand for the queer rights movement for you to be upset when sadomasochists want to find pride and support for their desires :/

[h3k3t]

Since we’re on a roll here for attuma/namora

I imagine attuma and namora competing on who fucks you the best

1.who can make you cum faster/first

2.who can put you in subspace the fastest/how fast can they break your mind

3. If they can make you squirt (👀)

4.how flustered can they make you

5. Whoever can make you beg first

I feel like sensually speaking they would absolutely worship you as their little princess

1. Jewels/jewelry galore. They’d make sure your every need is taken care for

2.pretty talokan dresses/gowns

3.warm baths with them just taking care of you scents in the tub flower pedals all that lol

Individually speaking

1. Attuma is def a slightly hard domme definitely too cocky at times

-he lovesss the size difference between you and him makes him feel like he has some type of power over you (he does). -He loves your neck and tummy (his hands are basically your necklace) and he gets to see you take his cock watching the outline of him inside of you turns him on so much. -he loves when you misbehave to either him or namora because his punishments are long lasting you will feed it until the next week. -obsessed with your smell and your soft body. -markings make him go feral. He is extremely possessive so the whole world needs to know you belong to him and namora. -BREEDING KINK. Attuma has a huge breeding kink. Always cumming inside, wanting you to give him “little warriors” as he calls it.

Speaking of namora she is more of a soft (can be hard at times) dom.

-She is super sensual, will take care of you immensely. I think that’s be one of her kinks as well having you as her princess giving her an nurturing position/role in the relationship. -would rather praise you than degrade you. -don’t let that fool you tho she is a huge tease. Making you beg for her,faking sympathy when you cry out for her when “it’s too much”, she does punish you at times but you stay her good girl most of the time so punishments are rare. -loves your thighs and lips omg. Wether it’s her in between them lapping up your cunt (btw she can eat pussy like its her last meal)or her just leaving tiny kisses inside your thighs when she’s doing aftercare she likes to watch you suck your cum off of her fingers. -queen of aftercare btw. Fruits, water, washcloths, whatever you need to feel comfortable all there by the time you regain your consciousness. -she loves when you play with her tits (sensitive asf) start sucking her nipples and she damn near cums. -also kind of a service dom. (Might be controversial)

These are my personal hc’s feel free to add some more or change any ❤️

~🧸 anon

So where to start, 🧸anon:

First of all you're right, Namora and Attuma are just the types who put "a little healthy competition" everywhere, and if their partner is the victim, well, even better for them, in my opinion. And yes, as I had already mentioned, my sixth sense tells me that both (as I think Namor too) find it absolutely normal to worship their partner, take care of them, or simply remain faithful to them. As I also think they are mostly protective of their s/o; someone tells you some meanness? too bad for them because they will have the two best Talokanil warriors ready to skewer them like a kebab.

Attuma is really kinky in my opinion, no one can convince me otherwise, this fishman doesn't even know what vanilla means, that's it your honour. The size kink is one of Attuma's main kink, seeing how small you are compared to him, awakens the dirtiest part of him in his psyche, and yeah I think he would love to prepare you to welcome his thick cock inside you ( Namora would be happy to help). Surely with the two of them the foreplay never fails, that's for sure.

"his hands are basically your necklace" GODS, THIS IS SOO TRUE. Probably he and Namora would argue about this from time to time, because I imagine Namora giving you some nice jade or pearl necklaces and Attuma's hand on your neck punctually blocks the view on the jewels.

Regarding his breeding kink, I feel the same way. Attuma strikes me as the type who wouldn't want to waste even a drop of his cum. Probably during the aftecare, he would slide two fingers into his partner's hole, with the intention of sending the small trickle that slowly escaped from it back into them.

Namora is a mystery, in my opinion she is a character with many shades of gray. She appears to me as a very loyal and protective partner, who would not hesitate to show her partner how much she loves them; at the same time I think that in the sexual sphere she is very hungry and kinky, very passionate. Surely she is the aftercare queen, change my mind.

Surely if you have a relationship with both of them there will be two things that will not be missing: punishments (because they both enjoy to give you, especially Attuma) and certainly several rounds when you have sex (being busy at Namor's service they will certainly not have much time for themselves, but when they get back to you, well…hope you're ready for a busy night).

small note: this confession on the subject of attuma x reader x namora, is probably one of my favorites

[blue-willow-tree]

Hi darling girl, I hope you’re well today x

It makes me so sorry to hear that you’ve been hurt by dommes in the past. I can’t promise you I’m different because words are cheap but I hope to show you I am.

Can you answer 26 & 48 for me, sweetheart?

- 🌙

You're very sweet love, and practical. I like that x your questions are lovely <3

26. What do you think is important in keeping a BDSM relationship healthy?

I think the key to keeping a BDSM relationship healthy is absolutely good communication. A BDSM relationship starts off with discussions and conversations about boundaries, likes, dislikes, safe words, how each person prefers aftercare, personal likes, etc. I think a good friendship grows within discussing things, as you begin to understand one another more. Communication must constantly be stable throughout the relationship. New fantasies, new titles, new kinks, a dislike for a certain kink you thought you would enjoy, etc. Everything needs to be laid out on the table so that all parties feel safe, and without any second thoughts as all their questions have been answered.

48. Biggest sexual fantasy?

Well, when it comes to what I'm craving the most, it's having my first time with a strap. Both giving and recieving. I'm craving those first gasps, and starting slow until it builds up to desperation. I'm craving that so so deeply. When it comes to one that is a little out-there, I'd say anything to do with cnc, where I'd be the one asleep or possibly stalked. However that would depend on the other person and their boundaries, this kink usually stems from quite a traumatic background and is not apart everybody's likes which is completely okay x