#puppy deprivation

[mewpre]

A collection of Corn Dog pics that never fails to make me laugh:

Seal Corn

Goblin Corn aka Phteven face

“Oh frick I completely missed catching the toy”

“When that treato hits just right”

“Pitter patter, let’s get at’er” aka Corn’s impression of Wayne from Letterkenny

No thoughts, head empty

Holding toy > being able to see

“…what’cha doing?”

[evil-0wner]

This is how I prepare @owners-puppy to be a useful and pleasing fleshlight for me. Hooded, gagged, and bound in her armbinders after a lengthy session with her Lush to get her hole worked up and ready for mounting.

Now it's a bit of teasing and toying with her, until I drag her into the bedroom and get her positioned the way I want to use her to get off. Such a useful toy for Master!

[c0rpsep4rty]

been thinking about blindfolds a lot lately. typing up his hands and covering his eyes so he can’t touch me and doesn’t know what’s going to happen next, i know my little slut would start dripping in anticipation

[mewpre]

Comfy

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

I'm about to steal Howdy's man with the way you draw Barnaby /hj

you're gonna have to fight for him, good luck

[franky-y]

finally managed to finish this

[fawnnpaws]

puppy art who gets a little too bratty maybe bites patrick or reader kinda hard for not getting want he wants so they have to punish him (hard) with sensory deprivation 🫣

poor puppy has to be taught a lesson :(( he deserves it, patrick tells you over and over he does - his biting and attitude problem has gotten way out of hand - but you still feel the pull to coddle him when he’s tied to your bed, in a blindfold and gag :(( you and patrick keep him like that for hours, just giving him feather light touches to remind him you’re there, but nothing to actually stimulate him, until he’s sunken so deep in his headspace that he’s completely docile. then it turns to sensory overload. patrick figures since he wants to cum all over everything and bite so hard, he can chew on his gag and cum over and over and over until he’s shooting blanks and begging to stop. art has no sense of how long it’s been or how many times he’s cum by the end of it, he’s just hiccuping through sobs and thrashing to get away from patrick’s mean touch. when he feels your soft hands run up his body he shivers and whines - he just wants to be your good boy again. when you’re satisfied with the state art is in, you untie him and take the blindfold and gag off, so you can see his pretty face again. you spend the rest of the night with art curled up in your lap - patrick pets all over his body and you run your fingers through his hair as he whimpers “‘m really sorry, mommy - ‘m sorry, daddy - i’ll be good again, i promise i’ll be a good boy.”

[mewpre]

Corn Dog has hit a new milestone in his separation anxiety journey: staying calm alone at home long enough for me to walk to a nearby donut shop and buy something. He got a small piece as a well-earned treat!

[summertimemusician]

Linktober 2024, Day 1, Mirror (Self)

Alright here we go again.

Technically a sneak peak of a bigger thing to come in the future that I'm repurposing, and the result of my final playthrough and readthrough before EoW dropped being Four Swords Adventures and that made me sad about Shadow Link again.

Note that this is for the Four Swords Adventures iteration of Shadow Link that might evolve into an LU Shadow, not Dark Link in either LOZ or LU, I have other plans for him.

This one shot was brought to you by Scars by The Crane Wives, Ribs by The Crane Wives, Ruin by The Amazing Devil and Two Minutes by The Amazing Devil because the author's playlist decided to be incredibly cheeky when they blacked out to write this like an ancient seers being cursed with visions and then called mad and hearing they've been put up for execution.

As always the nature of the relationship can be romantic or platonic, mostly due to the author's time constraints and further plans.

Anyway enjoy the reading!

It was cold.

The sort of cold after a wildfire, when everything's turned back to ash, the sort that left burned your vision white after the flames licked through your veins and left an ache in your bones. He shuddered, coughed black onto the stone floor, shaking with a muffled whimper.

It never got any easier, being dragged from the Dark World and into the Realm of Light, the goddesses' world itself revolting against an intruder, wanting the wound torn asunder into their oh so precious realm cauterized. To purge the intrusion and smite it where it stands.

Too bad for them (and for him), his master didn't particularly care about what the world wanted. Didn't particularly care that he hadn't grow accustomed to the pain or the cold, he had to stand up. There was work to be done.

(Shadow gritted his teeth, willed himself not to think about the prophecy of a golden haired princess- because whether he liked it or not, it was prophecy. As those with divinity running through their veins are wont to spill from their throats so carelessly- of violet eyes and a smile a third moonlight and hands holding a hammer.

It always hurt more, after one of the heroes liberated one of the maidens, or the jewels, the pain lingering for days afterwards and carving a home in his metaphorical bones. But just this once he'd take the cold bite of the Four Swords over the pain in the hole in his chest that Vio's betrayal had left, something that felt so much worse than every other time before.

Just this once he wished that maybe, just maybe, the hurt would be too much to bear, that he wouldn't wake up again-

Why? Why does it hurt so much but he's still here? He already knew the Light was uncompromising and unforgiving, but he thought them at least above curses.)

His ears twitched as soft, almost silent footsteps came up to his side. Someone crouching by his fallen form, setting a cautious hand over his own that Shadow couldn't help but draw away from with a hiss, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the world again, to your face, carefully blank as you guided him to lean against your side, a silver choker with a crimson gem winked mockingly at him, the shade closing his eyes and going boneless against your side.

Shadow was so, so tired.

He heard you quietly sigh, plucking his cap from his head and running your fingers through dark amethyst, smoke and mist made hair. "I told you so."

"Shut up." He grumbled, nuzzling further into the crook of your neck. One clawed hand curling against your free wrist, digging into the skin. Absentmindedly noting there were new scratches just above the metal.

It was routine by now, the warmth of your existence against his own a welcome balm, not quite of the Realm of Light where it's unpleasant, not too close to the Dark World where he felt like melting back into the embrace of the darkness, only to howl in agony at being dragged out.

Memories not quite his own bled into his mind all the time. How you'd shape ice into flowers for the princess in winter with nary a though, of blinking and from one second to the next you'd have whatever sword he had hostage if you though it was time for a break with a smile brighter than the sun.

His master had changed that though. It took months for you to stop trying to claw the collar out and to stop trying to fight Vaati.

(Funny how holding a mage's dragon as a bargaining chip is just as effective as kidnapping a ruler.)

Your gaze flicked to the polished obsidian of the Dark Mirror, to the gold, ornate frame. "The offer is still open, you know. Let me take the suffering from you."

"No." He scowled, leaning back to glare into your eyes, a hint of fangs poking out from a maw struggling to keep the shape of a human jaw, "You helped him. Helped them." Shadow spat, there is that hurt again.

You shrugged, a movement that's just slightly awkward as you flinch, "That I did." You confirmed simply, it almost made Shadow see red as he leaned away, knocking your hand from his head in the process, but if there's anything him and the heroes shared, was a lack of a desire to hurt you. It was a little grating to be honest, "Vio even offered to take me with him, to be honest."

"Then why didn't you leave?" He demanded.

Why did you stick around?

Your eyes shuttered, a hint of conflict in your pursed lips. Before you found your words, they come out softly, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you why. You'll just have to find out yourself."

You tug your wrist from his grasp, and Shadow lets you go.

(Stubbornly pushing down on memories and emotions that arearen'tarenotanymore quite his.)

You stand and turn away, pushing the curtains away from your sight, you turn your tired eyes to Shadow with an emotion he can't put a name to. "Just keep it in mind that there's more than one way to end this. Nothing is truly inevitable."

Shadow watches you go. 'There's nothing that can be done. He tells himself, hand hesitating above the Dark Mirror, briefly, it curls into a fist. The hero's original self stares back at him.

'… Does he really believe that?'

He shakes his head, and focuses on willing the Dark Mirror to show him his counterpart.

His chest still hurts.

[evil-0wner]

This is how @owners-puppy was waiting for me after I went to go brush my teeth and get ready for bed! Pup hood on over the latex one, with her silicone gag in place. A thick suction cup dildo stuffed in her cunt, and the tail plug in with special panties she modified! A little hole cut out in the ass so the tail can stick out while the panties can help keep the dildo in place. The wand vibe harness was added on to edge her into a mindless breeding bitch for me. Oh and how can I forget her hands taped into paws! That made her totally helpless, needy, and desperate for my attention. And her cunt was absolutely sopping wet by the time I dragged her on her hands and knees into the bedroom and got her ready to be mounted and bred! These types of sessions really help my fucktoy get the self lubing function to go into overdrive, and I love how it feels to work my cock in there and use her to get off like that!

[venusdabrat]

hear me out:

“you want me to fuck you, huh, bunny? beg for it. say please. louder. you’re such a good slut.”

and them putting every inch slowly inside of me. making me whine until we both can’t take it then fucking me till i’m out of breath.

[sintendos]

Do you want to play with my breasts? They’re fun-sized. Perfect for kneading and squishing. Pulling on my nipples until I’m a writhing mess completely enthralled and controlled by you. You are my controller. Come claim me.

[mysterymeatmunchr]

this puppy has a bone to pick with you!

i love wearing my noise cancelling headphones over my puppy hood it is such a good sensory experience. when i first tried it i didnt think it would work bc my hood doesnt have ear holes but it actually works just as fine as if i wasn’t wearing my hood.

[switchywhore]

thinking about how much my sub loves sensory deprivation, getting them to go down on me and then squeezing my thighs around their head so they can't move and muffling their hearing.

it just evokes such a beautiful reaction, watching them go further and further into sub space like the perfect puppy. so desperate to please me they don't even realise how much they're drooling.

how pathetic.

[levinbolts]

i can’t believe square enix separated them why do they hate me so bad