#publicplay

[kittygurl25]

Sometimes you jus need to go to the park with a toy inside you.

[kudapuppy]

Oh the temptation to buy a toy that’s way to big for me and knotted, put it in, and then go out and about. Even better if it has like vibration or something that can be controlled by my phone or, god forbid, someone else’s phone >\\\\<

But, alas: I have to be financially responsible 🙄🙄🙄

[kinky-khaleesii]

pov: you watching me squirm and readjust myself and squeeze my legs together

[kudapuppy]

Okay, I have no where to express so I’m going to do it here.

Currently obsessed with the idea of having a big, chunky prong collar around my waist.

People ask questions, I just say “Oh, I thought it’d make a neat, unique belt to match my dog aesthetic!”

But the moment someone tugs…

Fuuuuck

I freeze up and blush, because I can’t do much else, we’re in public after all. But they recognize that I’m just a puppycunt that loves to be used.

They pull my body to theirs, so my back is against their chest.

“Hey, pretty boy. Meet me in the bathroom in 10?”

“S-sure.” I stutter out, my mind going blank.

“Good boy.”

They walk away. Other people I’m with noticed I’ve fallen behind, and ask if I knew that person. I make up some odd excuse and we continue for a while.

The entire time, I’m still kinda hard from that interaction, and I just can’t sit still. All my mind can of is this person and what they want to do to me. It’s driving me insane with lust.

Eventually, I excuse myself and make my way into the bathroom. And proceed to be used as all good puppies should: within an inch of my life. They pull at the prong collar sometimes, and it feels so good when they do.

I leave the bathroom, mostly put back together, but with some red spots on my neck and little indents all along my sides.

[kinky-khaleesii]

that time when we were casually talking with my friends and i reached under your shirt and you retaliated by wrapping your arm around me and groping my ass and me tilting up so you can move further into me and just nonchalantly keeping the conversations going….

fun times

[tabletopbellhop]

Teaching Gorinto at the Barbershop Bar on Howard. We'll be back with more open gaming this Saturday from five until ten! Hope to see you there! #Gorinto #PublicPlay #BoardGameNight #Windsor #ThingsToDoInWindsor #WindsorOntario #GameNight #BarbershopBar #LearnToPlay #DiscoverNewGames #MeetNewFriends (at The Barbershop Bar) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnhvG9vugtn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[trans-mutt-pup-switch]

Dreams on T have been wild. I just had a BERY VIVID dream of my God and i having a slut day. Getting away with being a whore in public. Treats and then going home for the real fun to start 😈

#transsub #pupboi #dogboi #servicesub #publicplay #carplay #semipublicfun

[kinky-khaleesii]

you tell me to strip and i bow my head subserviently. you walk around me, inspecting me. my toes curl into the sand. you whisper in my ear from behind me,

“you look delicious. i’m going to fuck you until you blackout tonight.” i shudder.

you tell me to go into the water and as i resurface, wading, i watch you undress until you just have your boxers on. you stalk toward me like a predator and i bite my lip.

when you come near, i straddle you and can feel you pressing up against my entrance. you call me your pretty little girl, your toy. i nod and stick my tongue out panting, not thinking. incapable of thinking.

you feel my tongue and pull it with your fingers. you tell me to sit myself on your cock, so i take it out and ease you in, gasping.

some time goes by and you hungrily lift me and slam me down. anticipating my cry, you consume my mouth.

[tabletopbellhop]

Castles of Mad King Ludwig being taught at the Barbershop Bar. #Ludwig #castlesofmadkingludwig #GameNight #PublicPlay #BoardGameEvent https://www.instagram.com/p/CnfIUEsOjvq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[arcadespace]

[somasnakeoil-blog-blog]

I could hear her breath quicken over the sound of the cars woshing by. You don’t get to know the words that passed between us. The beautiful mind fuckery. That’s for us. I’ll tell you this: At one point as she was buffing my boots at the midnight bus stop she said, “May I have more of your spit Goddess?” A tin of polish pleading in her hand. “I don’t need it there.” And she closed her eyes. Later, I strolled past the bench and looked back at her. The traffic was heavy. The light was red. My boots weren’t finished. They needed to be shined. She sighed a slight protest, then crawled along the dirty pavement. Her bare knees tender. Obedient. She had worn the short skirt I told her to wear. We both knew this moment was going to happen. It’s all about the dirty knees. You could call it humiliation. I like to think of it as theater. I’m not denying that there’s D/s and humiliation involved, but power exchange is much more refined and nuanced. I really like to think of the public aspect as inspiring romantic kindness in others. When was the last time you knelt in sexy clothes, and polished the boots of someone you care for? Try it. Feels good for everyone. #sexanarchist #bootblack #publicplay @thegaychingy https://www.instagram.com/p/BvkJrf1AFyz/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1h9ehskn73e45