Do Something For Me, Princess?

want to show a girl who thinks she's unloveable that she's this worlds' greatest gift

soulmate (n.)

A person with whom you have an immediate connection the moment you meet – a connection so strong that you are drawn to them in a way you have never experienced before. As this connection develops over time, you experience a love so deep, strong and complex, that you begin to doubt that you have ever truly loved anyone prior. Your soulmate understands and connects with you in every way and on every level, which brings a sense of peace, calmness and happiness when you are around them. And when you are not around them, you are all that much more aware of the harshness of life, and how bonding with another person in this way is the most significant and satisfying thing you will experience in your lifetime. You are also all that much aware of the beauty in life, because you have been given a great gift and will always be thankful.

Oh, angel.

Your mind has been a mess, and you've approached your breaking point. The tears have come, your legs feel like jelly, and the tens of thousands of bad thoughts won't stop running around in that overwhelmed head of yours. Your aching chest feels heavy, and you can't seem to even catch your own breath.

You poor, sweet thing.

But suddenly, there she is.

Your saviour. Your guiding light in moments of need. Your protector. Your domme.

She'll take your face into her hands, and her thumb will brush those tears away, with a touch feather-light. She'll kiss your head, she'll pull your front against her with your body in her lap, and she'll soothe you more than anything else ever could. Her coo's will calm your busy thoughts and her kisses will slow your racing heart. Oh love, where are your worries now, hm? You're perfect like this.

"It's alright, darling. I've got you. Just fall into me."

And fall you do. With your tears now dried and your face nuzzled into her neck, she'll do all the thinking for you, and you love things this way. So, you'll nuzzle deeper into her when her fingers find their way between your thighs, and follow her words. "Just breathe, my sweet love. Just breathe for me."

Let her thrusts shut your mind down even more. Let her lift your heavy head up and allow her to shut away your anxious words by letting her tongue fill your mouth instead. Let her unravel you, let her break you apart bit by bit, and know that she's enjoying it. You needed her, and here she is.

So you'll thank her. Again and again, you'll thank her. And when it's done, when she's pulled you apart and stitched you back together with her praises and a warm bath, know that she's waiting for you to need her all over again.

"Nobody else will ever get to see you like this, and nobody else will ever get to break you apart. You're mine to ruin, and mine to put back together."

"Always."

yearning for being talked through it like, one hand working between my thighs as they look into my hazy eyes and keep asking me if it feels “good?” “yeah?” “gonna cum?” “gonna give it to me?…” "doing so good for me, baby…"keep going… " & praising me when they get a dumb reply😵‍💫

I just LOVE being a switch.

When you're feeling dominant turn me into your crying mess with your fingers deep inside me.

When I'm feeling dominant let me have my hand around your neck with my strap pumping in and out of you.

When we're both feeling submissive let's rut against each other's thighs while we whimper into each other's mouths, desperately needy and aching.

When we're both feeling dominant let's tear each other's clothes off while we back each other up against every wall in the house, and probably break a few things on the way.

Ugh it's just so perfect.

i can see it on your face. the way your eyebrows furrow but your eyes aren’t glistening with lust or care, they are swirled with guilt, sadness and fear. you’re dropping.

i don’t need to think about myself anymore, im safe. it’s you who needs me. i need your attention. but getting your full attention when your mind is swirling with thoughts is hard. i need your focus on me now. how do i get your attention when your brain is so focused on your brains overwhelming thoughts.. do you prefer your honourifics? mommy? mistress? maam? sir? a sweet name? baby? darling? babe? or just your name.. what can i call to get those beautiful eyes on me? there you are. hi. big breaths. in through your nose, hold for 5 and out your mouth.. good.. nice and slow. focus on your breath and me. nothing else.

do you like being touched hm? let me crawl to sit in front of you, sit on your lap or sit beside you. my hands cupping your cheeks, thumbs rubbing just lightly. fingers twirling through your hair and kissing on your sweet nose. massage your sore muscles. let me pull you against my chest and hug you so tight, scratch your back. take a shower or a bath, let me wash you. i promise to be gentle, and you can wash me after too okay? big breaths again. or would you rather enjoy some comfortable silence? put a movie on? clean up and move onto a new task and discuss later? anything. anything to make you feel more safe, sane and appreciated.

you don’t need to talk, it’s okay. let me talk. let me reassure you this time. you did amazing. thank you for trusting me. you didn’t hurt me more than my limits. everything you did was incredible. i felt safe. i felt cared for. you’re not weak because you dropped. i felt so so so good and you did that, just you. i appreciate the care you took with my submission. i am okay. i trust you. you’re appreciated. you’re loved. you’re safe. im so proud of you. big breaths <3

Girls who over apologize for everything have the best pussy and grossest kinks

dumbing down my smart girl with my tongue between her thighs until she can’t even remember her own name