yourareonlymine

[yourareonlymine]

Why are you even thinking right now?

Shouldn't you be indulging your body right now?

Go on.

Just feel good.

[yourareonlymine]

You got a lovely new dress.

Too bad whenever you try and show it off, you end up moaning on the bed.

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Crying during sex.

When you love your daddy so much, you want to show him much you love, and how you'll take it all.

How you'll count five more strokes across your tits and ass.

How you'll withstand yet another orgasm as your body spasms.

How you'll manage spread your raw and swollen pussy for him to bend you over and rape you.

So you cry. You cry because it hurts but you don't want him to stop.

[yourareonlymine]

One of my favourite things about having your own personal toys is that smile she makes.

You know, the one that comes after she's had a bad day, or she's stressed out, or she just got a terrible mark on an exam, and she comes over to you.

And then as she's telling you about it, you grab her and pin her on your cock. She's annoyed at first and tries to push off, but you keep her held down and tell her to keep explaining her problems.

She starts talking again, and you gently bounce her. She keeps on talking and you carry her to the bed, pin her down and brutally fuck her until she's screaming.

And then her mind goes blank.

All those problems and worries and stresses gone.

And she makes that stupid, cute little smile.

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Taking you to Paris, city of Love and Romance, only to treat you like a dirty cumdumpster of a slut instead.

You think this isn't what you wanted, but we both know what you really need is to walk through historical monument with your pussy dripping instead.

Here, be a good girl, keep wetting yourself in public and I'll buy you another macaron.

[yourareonlymine]

I go to France, and I get dms from girls who don't even saying anything. They just start a message with hi or hello and try to compete with the history of this place with just a simple introduction.

We could be exploring here, hand in hand. My other hand is controlling the vibe that's in your pussy.

[yourareonlymine]

Taking you abroad.

Going to visit a temple with a vibrator in your pussy. You try to pay respects by not cumming and wetting yourself.

Walking down a boulevard with my hand squeezing your ass. You try to pretend other people aren't looking at how your just a slut

Going to a nice restaurant, on the roof overlooking a city, with a thin shirt shirt and no bra. Do your nipples get hard at the dusky chill or the fact the waiter and other diners keep glancing at you?

Going on a secluded mountain trail. You try to remind yourself that bo one is there to here you when you scream "harder sir!"

Buying a cheap motel with thin walls. You try to forget that other people are trying to sleep when you orgasm for the fifth time in 20 minutes.

Getting bound to the bed of your hotel with a vibe stuck to your pussy. You can only hope daddy did not put up the sign that says "cleaning service please" when he left.

Passing through security. You don't know what to say when the metal detector finds the buttplug in your ass.

[yourareonlymine]

Travelling to Marseille and southern France. You could be here.

[yourareonlymine]

I will collar you, leash you, make you crawl for me. Parade you around like the obedient little pet you am. Let everyone see how thoroughly I've tamed you, trained you, claimed you. You'll follow at my heels, tongue lolling, ass swaying, proud to be led by your master. And when I grow tired of our walk, I will toss you down in the dirt and mount you right there.

Rut into you like an animal, grunting and snarling as I use your bound body for my pleasure. Fill you with my seed, mark you with my scent. Show the whole world that you belong to me and me alone.

You're not human anymore. You're just my devoted bitch, my faithful slut, my eager fuckhole. Existing solely to serve and satisfy me. To worship at the altar of my cock. To take everything I dish out and beg for more. Because you're mine. Utterly, irrevocably mine. And you always will be.

[yourareonlymine]

You went into daddy's home, and you stopped being a human. You became a cunt, a human-shaped cumdumpster, a bitch constantly in heat.

Today, daddy put really cute leather gloves on you. You had to ball your fists, and then he tied them tight around your wrists. It's only then you realized you couldn't move your fingers. Whatever, bitches don't need fingers anyway.

Then, he tied your wrists to your arms. Your ankles to your thighs. You can only walk around on your elbows and knees now.

That wasn't the worst part. The worst part was when he picked you up and threw you onto the bed.

You don't know how many times he coated both your insides and your outside in cum.

He put a collar on you, he strapped a vibrator to your thighs and he left you there.

Now you've managed to crawl up the stairs, daddy is sitting and doing some work by his desk. The gag stops you from speaking, the bindings stop you from caressing him. All you can do is sit there, balance on your knees as you cum again, and shake your tits in some hope that they'll be enough to get him to ravage you again

Nothing but a bitch in heat.

[yourareonlymine]

If you're not edging yourself throughout the day, only to wait on on your knees before your man comes home by the door, what are you even doing?

[yourareonlymine]

It's the little things.

People say to really train your sub, you have to go through all of these massive rituals. That's really not true, it's the little things.

It's holding your little's glass when she takes a drink.

It's buying her a bra one size too small.

It's making her go out in jeans that are too tight.

It's sleeping with you inside her, not even sex, she's simply keeping you warm.

When it's cold, it's giving her a scarf, but making her put on a collar underneath that scarf.

When it's hot, it's making sure she wears a skirt without panties.

It's making her sit on a dildo too big for her, then pushing her down onto until she cries.

It's making her eat dessert with just her hands, then saying what a mess she's made. Then making her clean it up.

It's taking away the broom and mop, so that when she cleans, she has to be on her hands and knees.

It's recording her moan and beg, then playing it back to her next time you fuck.

It's telling her you'll be gentle, then fucking her so hard she screams.

It's making her put on a fashion show in your bedroom as she tries out all the different clothes you've bought her. Throughout it, she has a mini-vibrator stuck inside her. She's not allowed to cum until everything is modelled.

It's sitting to eat something but not giving her cutlery. When she asks, it's you carefully feeding her with your own.

It's going camping, but only taking a sleeping bag for yourself, then sharing it with her.

It's buying her a nice, modest swimsuit, going to the beach, but she has her ass plugged and writing calling her a slut underneath that swimsuit.

It's going for a drive, but she has to remove everything below her stomach before she gets in the car.

It's hearing her beg to cum, then telling her how much of a good girl she is, how strong she is, and how she'll be able to last another hour.

It's making her orgasm five times in a row, telling her how great she just looked, telling her how much she enjoyed it, and how you're going again. There's another five times left.

It's telling her what lipstick colour she should wear today.

It's waking her up with a kiss on the lips, then fucking her first thing in the morning.

It's the little things.

[yourareonlymine]

Roadtrip

Today, daddy decides to take you on a roadtrip. Somewhere far off, some far off field you both know will be quiet enough for him to tie you to a tree and let you scream into the open air.

He dresses you. Of course you get dressed by your daddy. There's no reason for you to dress yourself, and he'll pick out clothes that are better for you.

It's a simple dress, wide-hemmed, and low-cut, to reveal your tits. Yellow, or pale blue, some nice, innocent colour. Perfect for a princess like you.

That's it.

No bra. No panties. No socks. Not even any shoes, he's driving after all, why would you need shoes? Your nipples poke through the dress.

In the front seat, you see beads waiting for you, and a small vibrator. Daddy tells you put them in. The beads are uncomfortable, they're even worse when you sit down. The vibrator is fine, before he turns it on with his phone.

On your trip. You get asked questions. Daddy knows what you know, and he knows what you don't. Some, you get correctly. Some are simply made for you to fail. "Did you masturbate yesterday?" You both know you did, you both know you've broken the rule of not touching yourself.

Daddy stops at a red light. He tells you to pull your breasts out and suck him off. You can only hope people don't look through the windows.

Then he starts driving again, you're not to hide your tits again. The beads start buzzing in your ass. The vibrator is unbearable.

By the time you arrive, you're already wet and begging to cum. It's a long trip.

[yourareonlymine]

Window

Today Daddy treats you well. He puts a collar on you (and seals it with a kiss on your lips), and then uses your black lipstick to write on your body. Little Whore. Cumbucket. Daddy's Slut.

You're naked. You get forced to a window. Your legs are spread and bound, your arms go above your head, tied to something there. You feel Daddy run his hand up and down your spine, then smack your ass. Then up your from, until his hand closes around your neck.

He presses you forwards against the glass. It's cold. Your feel your tits squeeze against it. Your nipples have clips on them, they press in hard when you're slammed against the window. And then Daddy fucks you.

By the time he's finished and lets you down, the window is covered in lipstick and tears and spit and cum. Daddy makes you clean it with your tongue.

You hope people don't walk by.

Then he picks you up, carries you to a bath, gets in behind you, and massages the redness from the slaps out of you.

[yourareonlymine]

A Punishment of Piercing

I’ve received another question. The question-ness wanted to remain anonymous, and she sent the only value she had (a video of her sticking 4 fingers in, she couldn’t manage the thumb) and begged not to be exposed. I’m a man of my word, I’m not going to humiliate her by showing the video on here.

The question was, how would you punish someone? This is a rather terrible question, as expected of a cocksleeve. Punish for what?

For talking back is a smack, but I’m sure we all knew that already. I’m going to talk about one of the more creative punishments that can be done alone, at home. I’m not one to spend hundreds on specialist equipment when you can DIY it alone. Piercings.

Piercings are simply torture. Piercings are the ultimate conclusion of Pain is Pleasure. There is no value in a piercing to the person being pierced. To pierce your tits is to acknowledge that the only value you have is in your body. The shiny metal brings attention to the extremity, it glistens in the light, and it brings attention to what you really are: a whorish cocksleeve. Nothing but someone’s property. A belonging.

Nipples are very easy. You rub and rub and rub, until they get hard. Then you give them a twist and a pull. It’s a combination of pain and pleasure. It’s exciting. It’s rule-breaking. Then, you take a sharp paperclip (as you see in the image). This is our tool of choice, and it will be used for everything. I’ve seen needles be used, but needles don’t lock. Needles, you need to keep in. Paperclips lock, and then you don't need to keep them in.

Once your nipples are hard, you want to lick the end of the paperclip. Why? Because you just do. You want to press it against your finger. You want to poke your stomach. And then you want to pierce your nipples. Lock the clip, and only then are you allowed to cry out. Then you do the other tit.

And then you do your clit. And then you’ll do the sides of your cunt.

Only after that are you allowed to masturbate. This is where the clips come in again. You can attach weights to them, you can stick them with used condoms, the heavier, the more there is, the better.

You don’t want to touch yourself normally. You want to mount your pillow, or a desk, or your mouth, and rub against that. From now on, you’re not allowed to touch body directly, you have to pull or twist the clips. It hurts, but remember, pain is pleasure, pleasure is pain.

I talked to the aforementioned question-ness, she’ll follow this guide.

[yourareonlymine]

Sweet Dreams

Turn on your voice recorder and repeat after me.

I'm a whore. I'm a cumdump. I'm a slut. My value is based off my holes. My value is based off my master's pleasure.

I'm a whore. I'm a cumdump. I'm a slut. My pussy is made to be raped. My ass is made to be a pussy. My mouth is made for sucking cock. Pain is pleasure.

I'm a whore. I'm a cumdump. I'm a slut. I'm a cumslut. I'm walking human refuse. I was raised for all my years only for the sole satisfaction of my master.

I'm a whore. I'm a cumdump. I'm a slut. My body is not for me. I want to cum. I need to cum. I am not allowed to cum. I must never cum from my own hand or toy.

Now stop recording.

Go to bed.

Play it to on repeat.

Sweet Dreams.

[yourareonlymine]

My dick, your mouth.