#sub bunny

[bktempted]

You just heard the door click open, and your heart thumps loud in your chest. You know what that means — Master is home! A sharp yip bursts from your throat as you scramble up, your tail whipping the air like a metronome gone wild. All day, your poor cunny has been aching, a needy pulse that only one thing can fix. And now, it’s here, Master’s boot! Nothing else matters — not the floor beneath you, not the walls around you — only Master’s boot.

You bound forward on all fours, your tongue flapping as you pant, drool pooling at the corners of your mouth. The jingle of your collar clatters like a song. Master steps inside, and there it is: Master’s boot, black leather shining like a dark star. You can’t look away from Master’s boot — the scuffed toe that’s kissed the ground a thousand times, the worn heel that’s weathered every step, the laces knotted tight like little secrets you want to unravel with your teeth. The leather’s grain is a map you’ve memorized, every crease and stitch a treasure you worship. You’re so lucky, so blessed, that Master lets you use Master’s boot — it’s your everything.

“Welcome home, Master!” you bark, your voice a high pitched squeal as you press your cheek against his leg, right above Master’s boot. Your nose presses in, sniffing deep — the sharp tang of polish, the earthy musk of leather, the faint salt of Master’s sweat trapped in Master’s boot. Your tail thrashes, smacking the floor, and your hips twitch as you stare at it, whining. “Puppy missed you! Puppy missed Master’s boot!”

Master laughs, a rumble that vibrates through you, and his hand lands on your head, fingers digging into your scalp. “I missed you too, pup” he says, and you nearly collapse under the praise, but Master’s boot keeps you upright, keeps you focused. Your eyes lock on it — the way the leather curves over his ankle, thick and sturdy where it hugs him, the tongue peeking out just enough to tease you, the sole worn smooth from miles walked back home to you. You can’t wait another second.

With a desperate yelp, you drop low, pressing yourself against Master’s boot. The leather’s cool kiss hits your bare skin, and you moan, long and loud, as you start to hump. Your hips buck, grinding against the toe of Master’s boot, its blunt edge perfect for catching every sensitive spot. The laces scrape just right, rough and textured, and you whimper, your tongue lolling as you drag yourself along the side, feeling every ridge of the stitching. The tongue — oh, the tongue — jutting out, lapping at your clit, begs you to rub harder, and you do, smearing your excitement across Master’s boot until it glistens.

“Look at you go, pup” Master says, his voice thick with amusement. You beam up at him, tail a blur, because Master’s boot is your world — its weight, its smell, its shine, its scars. You grind faster, panting, yipping, holding onto Master’s leg to hold you steady. The leather’s slick now, warm from your heat, and you love how it molds itself for you, how Master’s boot accepts you.

“Good pup, let that energy out” Master murmurs, crouching to stroke your back as you rut against Master’s boot, obsessed with its every inch. You bark, wild and gleeful, because Master’s home, and Master’s boot is here, and you’ll never stop loving it, never stop needing it, never stop humping Master’s boot.

[alexandritefang]

It's just so cute when a sub can't stop humping. Look at you, so fucking horny that your hips just keep desperately thrusting and you keep throbbing and making a mess just humping the air. It's such a pretty view to watch you cumming totally untouched, cum running your thighs that keep twitching because you're not able to make your hips stop.

[bunnyl0v]

hai daddies >.<

[virsidereus]

Painted NSFW Halfbody Experiment ✨

Please admire those nipples and those lips if u know what I mean eyebrows* eyebrows* 😫🫶🫶🫶🫶

this took some time, learned that I need to study more anatomy for paintings specially and I’ve loved the fur texture 💖💖💖 so far so good but there’s room for improvement ✨✨✨

Got any feedback ? (To the nsfw artists or art lovers) ✨💖

[allhailthemagicconscious-blog]

when he spreads your legs for you 🥺

[daddysbunnysbinofchaos]

sosoooo sad i cant cook for my daddy tomorrow id make him the bestest tastiest meal and then sit at his feet and make sure he enjoys it i cant wait to cook for daddy<333

[bktempted]

Bun & Breakfast. The first rays of dawn hadn’t yet touched the window when a soft weight settled onto his chest. He kept his eyes firmly shut, hoping that if he pretended to be asleep long enough, the bunnygirl might actually let him rest. A gentle nuzzle against his neck dashed those hopes.

“Sirrrr, I’m hungry” warm breath tickled his ear. “and bun thinks you’re awake…”

He groaned, burrowing deeper into his pillow. “Bun thought wrong.”

“but Sir’s been sleeping for…” she paused, counting dramatically. “one…two…way too long!”

A soft giggle followed, along with the press of warm thighs against his sides as she shifted to straddle him. Her fingertips traced idle patterns on his chest. “besides, Sir’s breathing changed,” she continued, leaning closer, “and Sir’s trying not to smile right now!”

Damn. She was right about that last part. He cracked one eye open to find her hovering inches from his face, long bunny ears surrounding them both like a curtain. Her eyes had In them that particular brand of bunny mischief that always spelled trouble for his sleep schedule.

“We were up all night, bun” he mumbled trying to sound stern despite the smile tugging at his lips.

She sat back, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “shouldn’t that make you extra hungry too?”

“You’re horny, bun. Horny - not hungry.”

A look of genuine confusion crossed her face. “bun thinks they feel the same,” patting her tummy thoughtfully. “all warm and squirmy inside, making bun want Sir’s attention.”

He couldn’t help but laugh, that earnestness was what he loved about her. “It’s not quite the same thing.”

She crossed her arms with an exaggerated pout, her nose wrinkling adorably, “Sir’s being mean, making bun think about complicated things when she’s hungry.” Her bottom lip trembled ever so slightly - a move he was certain she’d practiced in the mirror.

“That’s emotional manipulation!” He said, even as he felt his resolve crumbling.

Her expression brightened instantly, wiggling happily in place. “is it working?” She knew the answer, she could feel her owner’s cock stirring underneath her.

He sighed, reaching up to pat her head. “You know it always does.”

“soooo…” she tugged at his waistband, eager to reveal the treat she’d been aiming for all along. The look on her face was almost worth being woken up at this ungodly hour. Almost.

“You win, bun. I’m up.”

It’s all she needed to hear, in an instant bun was hopping on Sir’s thick cock like a bunny possessed, her little cunny holding on tight as best it could. The slap of her plush ass against his muscular thighs mingled with her squeaks of pleasure. Honey flowed freely from her drippy slit, coating his length. Sir reached up to grope her soft tits, pinching and rolling her nipples between his fingers. His other hand pressed firmly into the small of her back, guiding her movements, helping bun to hop faster.

She redoubled her efforts, thumping as he pistoned into her from below. High-pitched whines spilled from bun’s lips as the coil of ecstasy wound tighter in her belly. "eeep…bun is gonna…ahh…!"

Her pussy clamped down like a vice around him, fluttering and spasming wildly as the first orgasm of the day crashed through her. Her honey gushed out to drench his cock, soaking them both. Spent, she collapsed against his chest, her legs still kicking and twitching as she snuggled into him, basking in the afterglow.

"happy hoppy bun," she murmured, nuzzling his neck, "happy…hoppy..."

She lay curled against his chest, her breathing soft and even, nose twitching slightly with each peaceful breath. Her owner pressed a gentle kiss to the top of his pet’s head, taking a brief moment to himself. His own stomach growled, apparently bun had been right about working up an appetite. He eased her onto the pillows, tucking the blanket around her, then padded toward the kitchen to get started - after all, bun had earned her breakfast.

[pupgrl-off-leash]

I've had this happen! My Mommy and I have some D/s stuff that we do in public and one of the things is she consents on my behalf for ppl to pet me like "you can pet It if you want" so I've had the occasional wonderfull time where 3/4 people will be petting me all at the same time it's a transcendental experince tbh U⁠>/////<U

I want to be forcefully pet by at least two people. Like the way a group of people will gang up on a dog and pet it real hard and it loves it? I need that in my life. I need to not be able to keep track of the hands on my body.

[reeksandfumes]

actually getting pregnant? no. bad. awful. I do NOT want that!!

having them grunt in your ear how they're going to knock you the fuck up like the worthless breeding bitch you are while they pound you into the mattress before cumming deep inside of you? YES. YESYESYESYESYESYES. LITERALLY NOTHING BETTER. YESSSSS. THE BEST. YES PLEASE!!!

[virsidereus]

Haven’t slept at all, but I made this ✨✨

[pansyproud]

when i say i want to be bred, i don’t mean one creampie and done. give me round after round of your cum. give me so much of your seed we’re using it as lube. i wanna feel the burning heat against my cervix, filling my little pussy until it’s pouring down my thighs, pooling on the sheets, and don’t forget to plug my cunt up after so i always know who owns me

[xochimillilili]

Fuck I just wanna have a weaker pet pinned down under me, pressing them down with my entire body weight as I bite into their shoulder. A bunny not built for my knot, a kitty scratching at the pillow underneath, or a puppy, whining and barking overstimulated. Wanna lazily fuck my fat throbbing cock into them, just a dog rutting into a smaller bitch in heat.

My hand laid soft against their tummy, so I can feel how deep inside it reaches, "feel this pet? You take me so good, feel how deep I'm marking you baby? You want my litter don't you~?"

Just a good fleshlight for me, sweaty and groaning under me, poor fuck hole raw and dripping cum. A good fuckpet I can praise and grope, that I can kiss and care for gently after~

[annoyinglilbro]

I want you all to know you can info dump AND cum dump in me

I’m not just a slut, I’m a slut that cares <3

[lovelyscourge]

‘Beg’ when they're wearing a gag.

Didn't you want to be a good pet? Pets can't talk, sweetheart. But that's ok, right? I know words are hard for dumb sweet things like you. I'm just helping you, little dove. Poor thing, you can't even try talking without drooling all over yourself. Why don't you stop trying to speak and come hump my leg to show me where you want me to touch you?

[sweetsouthernthing94]

Life goal: to be the free use little house doll in a house with 3 or 4 roommates.

I pay my rent as their free use flashlight.

I’ll cook and clean and do all the domestic stuff while they work and they have full access to me when they get home from work.

One on one , threesomes, foursomes or more at any time they want it

[smuttysmooches]

Mmm so sleepy if only there was someone hugging me while thrusting their cock slowly up my cunt while kissing me on the forehead then the tip of my ear then my cheek and then my neck until I fell asleep