#riding crop.

[squirting-sub]

Bloody finish

(TW blood)

Remember that painful paddle?

For my 25th birthday, my dom gave me a new wood paddle with a bunch of holes in it, making it very painful as there's almost no air resistance to it. She promised to hit me 25 times each with both wood paddles, her belt, our split leather paddle, the riding crop and a rubber pencil (sounds funny, but it's thin, hard and wraps around the curve of my skin. Similar to a cane). In the end she used both her hands as well, hitting me 200 times total.

She first did 20 with each tool, except for the painful paddle I linked above. She had the suspicion I'd start bleeding if she hits me with that once I'm all warmed up. So she saved it for last. After the 20 with each, she did the last 5 in the same order. Of course, she hit harder though.

Finally, she used the painful wood paddle with the grid. She hit me twice and made me look at my ass. It was already bleeding after just those two hits, but to me the pain felt nice and I didn't feel the bleeding. She asked me if I want to continue and finish the 25, explaining that once I make my decision, only our safe word will make her stop and she won't care how much I struggle or bleed. I weighed my options. We've never done impact play like this and our play never included much blood. It was the first session that made me cry. In fact I was still sniffling, but we talked about everything beforehand and I was the one who wanted to try it even if it meant bleeding. I still wanted that. I wanted to take all 25 smacks and figured I still have my safe word. So I told her to go ahead.

While she hit me, I heard her say how my blood is splattering on the sheets and after she was done she showed me how bloody the paddle was.

Pictured below is a photo of my ass at the end of it. Again, big TRIGGER WARNING: you will see a bloody ass below!

Unfortunately we were very busy, so I haven't taken many photos of how my ass looked the days after. I still have marks though and sitting is still uncomfortable.

I'm glad I made that experience and don't regret it. I'd also do it again, but it's definitely not something I need every week.

[owlpip]

[rubberbeautys]

@DonaFckTien

[marsoid]

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[dorkylilguy]

he loves cowboys 😋💚

and cock

[a-spacecadet]

Equestrian Confucius! 🐴

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(who prefers giving his horse sugar cubes over riding)

[mettasing]

the toxic yaoi of all time

[squirting-sub]

The reward

We got a new flogger (pictured below) made from very hard rubber and were both eager to test it after getting back from meeting with friends.

In the living room, she pulls me close and kisses me, only stopping to take my clothes off. As we make out, she walks me backward until my back is against the wall. We continue making out when suddenly she turns me around and pushes me against the wall. She takes my arms and holds them behind my back, then pulls the knife she was carrying around with her all day out of her pocket and holds it against my throat. "What were you thinking about when you were playing with my knife earlier, hm?". "I was thinking about this, Daddy. About your knife against my throat." "And does that turn you on?" "Yes Daddy, it does.". She moves the knife down my body so I can feel the cold blade against my skin before she walks me to the bedroom.

As she gets the new flogger, I kneel and wait for her. When she gets back and sees me on my knees, she smirks and walks up to me. Then, she pulls my face against her crotch and orders me to take off her pants. Once I do, she pulls my face against her crotch again. "You like that smell?". I tell her I do and kiss her through her briefs. She orders me to take them off as well and to take care of her. One of her hands is in my hair while I carefully lick her pussy. With the other hand, she gently slaps my ass with the new flogger. I jump from the surprise but her grip prevents me from pulling away. I continue eating her as she drags the flogger over my ass and slowly increases the intensity. "On a scale of one to ten, how bad did that hurt?" "Hmm... I'd say a three." "Ok, on the bed with you."

I'm face down ass up as she gets a softer flogger and a paddle to warm up my ass and thighs with. After a few minutes, she goes "I think I've been warming you up too well... I want to leave marks on you." And with that, she gets the new flogger and starts working me with it. Not only does she hit my ass and thighs, she also uses it on my back. It hurts bad. It's a sharp, stinging pain. But I like it. Eventually, she switches to the split leather paddle, the evil wood paddle, and the riding crop. During a little break, she asks me if I'm enjoying myself. "Yes Daddy, but breaks are also good.". I tell her that I also enjoy breaks with a different kind of pain, like wax. "You want some wax?" "Yes, Daddy." "Where?" "On my back, Daddy." She leaves and I stay in my position, patiently waiting for her to get back. "And since when do you call the shots, hm?", she asks before I feel an ice cube on my back. I shiver as she spreads it over my back and up to my neck, then down again. Eventually, she pushes the small remainder of the ice cube inside of me. Then, she continues with the impact play. Out of everything, I enjoy the riding crop the least. The stinging pain it causes is severe. It's concentrated to a small area and for some reason my brain doesn't process it as fast as the others. It takes a few milliseconds after the impact for the pain to set in and it's confusing to me. As the session goes on, I eventually end up laying flat on my stomach with my legs closed. She uses the riding crop last and the frequency of her slaps is fast and they're hard. I scream into the mattress and try to move away. It hurts so bad and I'm whimpering when she finally stops.

She moves next to me and gently strokes my hair, giving me soft kisses on my forehead, cheek, and shoulder. "You did so well, I'm so proud of you. I've never met anyone who can take as much as you do.". Still recovering from the intensity, I smile at her. She puts the split leather paddle, the new rubber flogger, and the riding crop on the mattress in front of my face. "Do you want to earn a reward?". "Yes, Daddy", I nod. "Good. You have to take six slaps with each of these three to get your reward, ok?". Hearing how low she set the number for each, I know she's gonna hit me hard and I'm a little afraid, but I agree nonetheless. She starts with the split leather paddle and as it's the one that hurts me the least, she hits me with full force and counts each one out loud for me. I yelp a few times, but mostly I enjoy those. Next, she uses the new flogger. Four of the hits are on my ass and two end up on my back. All of them make me scream into the mattress again. For the last six, she uses the riding crop, and again, the pain is intense. When she's done, she praises me again. "Ready for your reward?". "Yes, Daddy.", I say, but I'm suddenly feeling cold and shiver. When she asks me why I'm shivering, I tell her and she orders me to turn around. I'm a little weak and my backside hurts, so I struggle to turn and shake my head. She firmly tells me to turn around and when I do, she takes a blanket and lays on top of me, the blanket covering both of us.

She holds me and I hug her, slowly getting warmer. After a few minutes, she asks me if I'm warm again or if I need more time. I tell her I need a little longer and she says to tell her when I'm warm again. While I get warm, she kisses me softly and when I tell her I'm warm again, she pulls the blanket off of us and kisses down my body. She tells me I can cover up again if I start to feel cold. She kisses my chest, sucking on my nipples, getting me to moan. Moving down, she kisses my inner thighs, teasing me, before eventually licking my pussy. Eating me out ever so slowly and gently, she makes me moan and forget about the little cold I'm feeling. Her eating me out doesn't happen often, so I enjoy it immensely. My hand is in her hair and I can feel my orgasm building. When I cum, I moan "Daddy, I'm-", trying to let her know. She keeps sucking my clit, letting me ride out my orgasm but then doesn't stop. Instead, I feel her push her fingers inside me. After a clitoral orgasm penetration feels very intense for me and it doesn't take long for me to cum and squirt. Her face still between my legs, she drinks it and pulls away to fuck me harder. After the first orgasm it doesn't take much for me to cum again. After a few thrusts I'm squirting more, grabbing the sheets as my vision gets foggy from the tears in my eyes. She keeps going, making me cum again and again. I try telling her that I can't cum anymore but the words won't come out between all the moans and every time I manage to get out a word, she drags another orgasm I didn't know I had left out of me. It's like she went feral. She's completely primal and in the zone. She's not paying attention to anything and barely hears me as she fucks me. All I get is a "what??" when I finally manage to get out "Daddy, I-". However, because she makes me cum again I can't finish the sentence and she keeps going. When she finally slows down, I think she's done but just a few seconds later she continues. Pressing on my lower stomach with her free hand, she makes me cum again, squirting all over her hand and arm. After I don't know how many orgasms, I'm spent and just lay there motionless when she finally stops.

She looks at me concerned, then relieved when I move my head to look back at her. Kneeling in front of me, she's panting and shaking. I can see in her face that she's flying and not all there. She's not thinking clearly and looks indecisive on what to do. Usually, she'd get a towel to dry me, but now, after trying to stand and being too shaky for it, she lays next to me. I roll onto my side to lay in her arm and stroke her hair and face as she's panting. Holding each other, we slowly come down from our highs.

[cabinette]

OC worms got to me tonight I'm afraid. Concepting more stuff for my Lonely OC

[fr-wiwiw]

my previous tumblr post just got flagged xD see my nsfw twitter here for full version>> 🔞🍆🍑

[venusandsaturnsrings]

The school year finally ended... I hate college SO much :( but I am alive!! I beg for some crumbs of thoughts on Sunday... -chubby darling anon who is very much alive and finally got a mitsuri scale figure <3

putting all of my other fics, blurbs, and asks on PAUSE for this!! congrats!! no more school foorrr… 3ish months!! after dropping out of uni, i’ve been finally considering going back myself for phlebotomy!! canadas health situation is lack lustre rn and the course is less than one year + paid practicum + immediate job placement which is kinda sweet… CONGRATS ON THE FIGURE TOO!! i recently (like a month and a half ago) procured the hatsune miku jirai kei subculture fashion figure and i cannot stress how pretty she is <3 sits on my pc right now bc my shelves are full… ANYWAYS… love you!!

includes: silly sunday hcs, potential story spoilers, maybe ooc im still feeling him out, praise, degradation, riding crops, his hands…, and gender neutral reader!!

very poignantly the hopeless romantic type. he’s always functioned as a ‘singularity’ of sorts and over the years developed a certain fondness of it, even if it hurts. it’s worth noting he vividly reminds me of the line ‘i miss the comfort in being sad,’ from nirvanas ‘Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle.’ he’s the type of partner to always be stuck in that self-absorbed martyr mindset a little bit.

pragmatic to a fault. Sunday is deeply a skeptic, take his departure from the harmony in favour of the order, as an example. it’s cool because it means you’ll never have to worry about any technicalities but it also means he has a hard time letting go of control or being spontaneous.

very into more subtle romantic gestures and an absolute gentleman. you’ll have flowers at your door at least once a week and he makes sure to take all of your preferences into consideration when planning dates (he will be the one planning). keeps his hand on your lower back most of the time, the waist is far too scandalous!!

not a big texter. he prefers speaking face to face and will call if he can’t come see you. that said, he’ll make sure to like or respond to all of the silly pictures and messages you send, even if it’s a dry ‘haha’ or just a heart. occasionally, you’ll find that he’s sent you a letter, ask about and he’ll shrug and say he simply wanted something more heartfelt if he’s to communicate written. he’s got a special stamp to seal the ones he sends you.

grabs your phone when you go to show him something. no explanation i just feel it in my bones.

although he’s no singer, he’s still a classically trained musician. i imagine he was taught the violin but went on to learn his preferred instrument, the harp, himself. he’s a bit shy about playing so rather than asking, just wait until he thinks it’s late and you’re not around to hear; he’s got quite the set of fingers.

…speaking of fingers, my bread and butter, he’s beyond skilled with playing you. while he enjoys getting down to business, getting to leisurely spread you open and thrum against all your nerves gets him going. could spend hours having you laid out, in his lap, on the floor, wherever, just gently coaxing you open, wet, and pliant for himself.

off of that, he likes you best worn down to soft edges and weak desperation. getting to play the saviour, making you come undone, has him stiff in his pants.

lots of sweet praise and subtle degradation. things like, “you want to be good for me, don’t you my sweet?,” or, “now, now, don’t get greedy on me. be patient, silly thing, and i’ll appease all of your foolish whims,” annddd, “come now, you’ve been so well for me, angel, don’t ruin that with any useless whines.”

he’s not one for being too harsh against you but push the right buttons and you’ll get a ‘dumb’ or ‘stupid’ here and there. Sunday doesn’t curse but he knows his way around how to make you feel inferior and looked down upon.

he likes the power play of staying fully and pristinely clothed while your completely nude, save for maybe a pretty collar he’s got you belled with. if you’re real trouble, say maybe a no good criminal causing problems on Penacony and once arrested you’re at his disposal and oh so pretty, he’ll find a nice muzzle to fix you with.

strikes, no pun intended, me as the type to have an affinity for riding crops over anything else for punishments. you’ll get the same sugarcoated degradation while he comments on how you’re not even good enough to be so close to his gloved hand that he just must use the crop!! (he likes the pretty bruises it leaves).

[dozydawn]

“Rodeo.” Aspen, Colorado, 1981. Photographed by Nick Dewolf.

[ss2149-ssklavenjunge]

[rubberbeautys]

Katie Jane

[gurggggleburgle]

broke: bingmei wants to be bottomed and bred by shizun so bad.

woke: Bingge is actually a huge breedible submissive brat who needs to be bullied and dicked down by so many men after years of mediorce straight hentai sloppy bland vanilla barely kinky sex

bespoke: Bingmei being a top and Bingge being a bottom are significant reflections of character and processing themselves. Bingge having spent his entire life constantly scraping for power and finally becoming the ultimate one on top but never being able to let his guard down in any capacity needs to bottom because it would allow him the catharsis of not constantly feeling like he's the one putting in all the effort. While Bingmei has spent years feeling a lack of control and power over his emotional state and situation and now is finally able to express this by pinning shizun to the wall and having milktoast levels of kinky sexy with shizun. Like he can be the catcher, but by preference, bingmei is a top, and it's healthy for him mentally. Bingmei wants to give and make for his loved ones like a good little wife by tying shizun up in hemp rope and showering his body in kisses. Bingge would like someone to acknowledge that the emperor is tired and has been working very hard and needs to be gagged and bound and have things so terrible. i dare not say on tumblr

[shhletskeepthisbetweenus]

Want to be severely spanked until my ass is deep purple and then i want my cheeks taped apart so the same can be done to my asshole