#tw dom/sub dynamics

[searenbound]

Sometimes getting bred isn’t enough. Sometimes you have to be a brat and get under their skin so they press your face into the pillows and tell you to take it because this is what you wanted.

To be used as a breeding bitch and they know you can take it. You haven’t used your safe word or told them you need to stop, so they know you’re just being fussy to get a rise out of them.

I don’t know if this is about Kiri, Baku, or even Mido. It’s one of them. Maybe all of them.

[sugusatodyke]

Big fan of scary and intimidating femmes turning into big crybabies when they get fucked by their butch! Poor femme getting so strapdrunk they can only reply with the words "Mhm," "more," or "please" because they're too stupid to speak without wailing or whining. They don't trust themselves to form words because they know they'll sound like a dumb, needy mess, and their butch will make fun of them and mock them and call them a stupid girl! The poor femme wouldn't even be able to defend themselves, and they'd have to agree that they are a stupid girl!!

[mochroialainn]

This is an 18+ Post | MDNI!

On the days where Satoru is being especially bratty, you and Suguru tie him up to a chair, wrists bound behind him and ankles bound to the legs of the chair (you both know he can easily break out, but he doesn’t because he knows he get an even worse punishment) with a vibrating cock ring on at full power and his blind fold used as a gag. You force him to watch as Suguru gets to bring you to orgasm over and over again with his mouth, his tongue, your vibrator and his cock. He's so painfully overstimulated, tears streaking down his face and his abs sticky with his own cum from all the orgasms the cock ring pulled from him, by the time Suguru cums inside of you. Suguru turns to Satoru with a gentle smile on his face, his voice cooing as he praises him for being a good boy and keeping quiet while the two of you fucked, you both agree that he deserves a reward. So Suguru unties him and removes his blind fold, absolutely drenched with his saliva but he keeps Satorus hands behind his back as he pushes him onto the bed, his face directly into your cunt and forces him to clean up the mess of yours and Sugurus cum up, bringing you to another orgasm as he does, while you both shower him with praise and run your hands gently through his hair.

Once he's done, Suguru runs a bath for you all and you sit in between his legs while Satoru sits between yours, he showers you both with praise and compliments, focusing on Satoru but making sure you also know how well you did. You all help each other bathe, running gentle soapy hands over each others body and cleaninf each others hairs. When you're out and dressed in your pyjamas, Suguru gets Satoru in bed and sets up your shared comfort show/movie while you prepare the snacks (making sure to have plenty of sweets for Satoru). When you finally joing them in bed, Satoru is between the two of you, his head laying gently on your chest as you card your fingers through his hair and Suguru holds him (not paying attention to whats one) and places gentle and loving kisses on his necks and shoulders as he rubs soft circles into his hips and abdomen.

[worlds-tiredest-sub]

I need to try and dominate someone, despite my normally submissive tendencies. I need them to let me have my fun for a while before catching me off guard and flipping the dynamic. I couldn’t have actually thought I was in control, right? No, no, they were in control the whole time. They were just indulging me. And now I need to be put back in my place.

[zhxme]

its a crime im in bed sleeping with no panties on and not waking up with someone’s fingers touching me or dick inside me.

[maladaptiveobsession]

kinktober day 1

pegging - kylar

pegging: a sexual act in which one anally penetrates another with a strap-on

contains: reader with vagina, gn reader, male kylar, dom/sub dynamics, sadomascochism, slapping, spanking, degradation, pegging, painal

synopsis: kylar and you try out the new strap-on he picked out; aka kylar being a slut for painal and degredation

words: 457

Pounding into Kylar’s hips, you’re finding the strap-on to be well worth the eighty quid it cost. You had taken him to that adult shop down on Elk Street the day earlier, being so gracious to let him pick the toy you’d be ruining his hole with. The masochist chose the most intimidating figure out of them all; eight inches and nearly as thick as his arm. With his ass up and face buried into the bed, you wondered if he regretted it.

Kneading his dark hair between your fingers, you roughly pulled his head back. Drool, snot, and tears dripped down his face, his eyes glued to the back of his head and his tongue falling stupidly outside of his mouth.

“Look at you, all stupid for me. Disgusting slut.” He trembles at your words, only responding with whimpers and moans.

“You like being treated like this, don’t you? You like being treated like my personal toy to break and ruin? Answer me, slut.” You order him, harshly spanking his behind, eliciting a groan from Kylar. Slapping his face, you demand for him to use his words.

“Yes! Yes! I do! I do!” He obediently replies, voice raw from screaming underneath you for so long. His eyes flit up to yours for a brief moment, searching for approval.

“Did I give you permission to look at me?” You slap him again.

“Keep those disgusting eyes off me, you hear?” You force his face back into the sheets, leaning over him to abuse even deeper depths. His ass burns with each thrust, your pelvis crashing painfully against his rear. It hurts so bad, but he doesn’t want you to stop. He just wants your attention, even if that means you rearranging his insides and degrading him. He loves this side of you, so cruel and unforgiving; this side of you that only gets to see. He’ll take anything you have to give him, it’s his to have! Only you can treat him this way, only you can abuse him so. He’s yours! Only yours!

Pleasure crashes through his mind, his seed spilling onto the sheets below. You can feel him tremble and shake beneath you, slowing your pace as he rides out his high. Caressing his hair and body, you sing soft praises.

“Good boy, such a good boy. You did so well for me. I think you deserve a treat, hm?”

You slide out from his weeping hole, guide him onto his back and then remove the strap-on entirely. Teasingly slow, you position your glistening pussy just above his face. He gapes below you, panting in anticipation, hands hovering, waiting for permission to touch.

“You wanted a taste, didn’t you? Get to work.”

[misdrexvus]

Can I drool on it 🥹

[zhxme]

so tireddd. i want someone to fuck me to sleep and fill me up even if im passed out already.

[worlds-tiredest-sub]

Imagine it’s your partner’s birthday, and throughout the day you give them whatever their usual birthday gifts would be. Then, in the evening, when you’re relaxing together, you mention that there’s one gift left.

They ask what it is, and with a grin you say that you yourself are the gift. They immediately understand what you mean and they plan to use the offer to its fullest.

But any good gift needs ribbons to tie it up all pretty, right? It’s only reasonable that your hands and ankles would be bound into the most vulnerable position possible.

By the end of the night, you’re a panting, whimpering, overstimulated mess and don’t know how many times you’ve come. Your mind is clouded by a pleasurable haze. You want more, even after all of that.

And your partner is happy to oblige.

[terrence-silver]

Would Terry spike his beloved

Yes, and if there's any earthly way he can slyly sell them the notion of drinking said spiked beverage of their own volition all while he explains to them that it is indeed spiked, and that he spiked it, being the only one who's allowed to and that they're safe in the midst of the side effects seeing as how he'd never give them more than their system can handle and that he's here to take them home, take care of them while they're sick and that they should submit, that they should trust, that they should relinquish control over to him no matter how unhinged and ridiculous that is given the situation, he'd do that too. He'd have the ability to sell such a premise and make it sound reasonable and alluring to the degree you're the one feeling like the crazy party for hesitating downing a drink that's been openly tampered with, but my god, does he ever manage.

[searenbound]

It’s time again were I insist you believe me when I say I’m not that mean before telling you how I want to make Izuku cry and beg for his release, to be allowed to fuck you.

Too bad he’s been such a bad little puppy and isn’t allowed anything but a lifeless toy

[zhxme]

my breath hitched as i felt the sharpness of the knife against my cheek. looking up with pleading eyes against at the predator who was keeping me trapped beneath them. their lips twisted into a smirk as my eyes widened at the feeling of the knife moving down as it reach my neck, never lifting the edge off my skin.

“are you scared?”

the flat of the blade sat coldly against my neck, making me shiver. not entirely sure if out of coldness, nervousness or excitement.

“are you scared im going to cut you?”

they trailed it down again, passing it between my chest as it traveled towards my stomach. i whimpered slightly at the feeling of the knife pressed on me.

“i could dig it into your skin. sounds terrifying, no?”

i inhaled in surprise when i felt the sharpness push down into my stomach, flattening it in a futile attempt to not let it sink in. they chuckled darkly at my pathetic display.

“it would be a real shame if i tore you apart…”

they said with a sultry, sarcastic tone, one so smoothly it oppose the way they hooked the blade under the waist band just to cut it open with so much force.

“opps.”

they smirked sadistically. loving how my body trembled in fear.

“i guess we just need to take this off completely then.”

they cut the other side of the panties harshly, tearing the waist band apart impatiently as they took the underwear off with no resistance.

“…dirty whore.”

their voice taunted. i could barely make a response before i quivered as the sharp edge slide against my thigh. i relaxed when they retract the weapon, barely feeling the red drop slipping smoothly on my skin.

“tell me. why are you so wet right now?”