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Ummmmmmmmmmmmm…..yeah

Nobody sees this anyways

Especially @happydayz101

Back to the mirror ideas... I love the idea of setting a guy up on the bed, sitting with his legs spread apart, hands tied behind his back. I'll sit behind him, using my legs over his to keep him spread for me, while I make him watch in the mirror as I slowly tease his cock with a feather, slowly stroking up and down, up and down. Make him watch his own desperation grow. Whispering in his ear about how pretty he looks and how badly he must want to cum.

If he's lucky, maybe I'll take out the wand and place it just under the head of his cock to finally let him cum. If he's unlucky, I'll keep it there, even after he has cum and he's shaking and trying to get away from the wand.

SOUEHWIJWORKWOKDJEOEJEK

Me need, me need, ME NEED!

/// NSFW Post ///

I really want to constantly edge someone while absolutely mercilessly wrecking them with tickling. When they're absolutely begging for release, I will give them the release. And again. And again. And again.

Getting pretty sensitive there, hm? What a shame, because I don't plan on stopping the tickling. You know what? Just for being this greedy and wanting to cum in the first place, let's start with some overstimming on top of that.

Let's see how long you will be able to handle it.

Um yeah, so I think I need to learn…Italian…any native Italian speakers? 🥴

Teaching commands in different languages to a sub who's learning a new one. What's better for fixating vocabulary than that? Edge you as long as you're able to use proper grammar rules and stopping once you don't. Turning on the vibrator when puppy gets the words correctly and turning off once he messes up the meanings. And don't worry about conversation, all you need to know is how to beg properly.

Um………………………

Fuck

🥴🥴🥴

@happydayz101 no need to see this

Ticklish attitude adjustment

She warned him not to go through with it. You can't remodel your own home just like that, who knows what you'll destroy or collapse.

As usual, the advice went into one ear and left out the other. He had finally drilled an opening big enough for a small window from the house to the garage. He widened it forcefully, too lazy to take the long trip around.

Drill in hand, his arms upright, his upper body barely made it to the other side before getting stuck, his chest facing the ceiling. Panic made him drop the drill, thankfully without accident.

"See? You never listen to me, what if you had been alone? What if the drill fell on your arm or face?"

"Yeah, yeah, just go around and give it to me, I'll widen the hole and get out."

Having had enough of his attitude, always taking her for granted and knowing she'd always dampen his failures, she decided a punishment was in order. Several refusals to fully admit to his mistake, without excuses, later, she swiftly took off to give him the drill and be done with this mess.

"Oh you just know sooo much better, huh? That's why you're stuck like this?"

Seeing him in this state, somewhat crouched, arms and head clean through yet exposed from the armpits and below, gave her an idea.

The dragging sound of a heavy chair confused him. "Just making myself comfortable throughout this ordeal" she said. He felt the cold steel of scissors cut off his white shirt, hands undoing his belt buckle and lowering his pants. And everything that comes with them.

"What are you fu-"

"If you're not going to learn by yourself, I'll teach you what happens when you don't have a person to make up for your mistakes 24/7"

She grabbed two decorational goose feathers, long and stiff. Dragging them across his ribs, she asked "What do we say when we've made a mistake?" Caught off guard, sudden snorts and squeaks came out the sound echoing throughout the garage.

"No, I don't believe it's that. Try again." Twirling the feathers right inside his armpits, she broke the dam. Desperate, howling laughter filled both the garage and house. In her newfound excitement over this situation, she let the feathers continue to explore his defenceless underarms. Knowing he couldn't take it. Knowing he couldn't utter a single word, therefore giving her the "justification" to continue,

She enjoyed being in an authoritative position. It excited her, so much so after a very long seeming 10 minutes of tickle torture, she knew exactly how it'd go down.

He shouted in anger. His behavior was "corrected". No stops, no breaks, no bargaining. Just his body flailing, defenceless against the feathers sneaking underneath his pinned arms.

A smile slowly creeping upon her lips, she had the perfect idea. 2 minutes full of desperate pleas later, she had taped his legs together. Sitting in her chair, she grabbed a feather and brought it down from his armpits to his ribs, to his belly, to his hips... and lower. At first, she extracted laughter, soon followed by a realization that no amount of begging would change.

"If you're going to act like a testosterone fueled caveman, I'll treat you like the animal you are." His legs taped together, the feather's strokes inevitably revealed the rapidly growing bulge. Passing the feather up and down, she condescendingly proclaimed that she'd "get those hormones out" of him.

The laughter started. He couldn't hold it back, it grew and grew in intensity, along with his feathered cock. She was sitting in her chair, scrolling through random social media apps while dragging that stiff, soo stiff, yet so soft thing up and down his increasingly wet shaft.

As his masculine needs were being coo'd out of him, he couldn't help but surrender those needy sounds, mixing with the laughter and echoing across the garage.

His giggles and moaning had taken a more submissive turn. "Gooood boy." she complimented him. Her ruthless demeanor finally shown in the taming of her hormone fuelled slave, she would build him up until he could no longer take it, taunting him with emasculating baby talk ", who's my strong man? Yes, you are, so strooong. Coochie coochie coo, let it allll out" the elongation of words accompanied by the dragging of her instrument across his own.

The cruelty of her taunts, "Theeere you go baby, let it allll out" finalized in that she would ticklishly stroke his glans to the point where he'd almost explode, just to baby him down to precumming, then start the process all over again. Him screaming "PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEFUAHAHAPLEAHAHA" Only to be met with laughter and giving him no pressure, she merely carefully applied the feather's tip at just the right spots to soak his cock in his impotent pre-cum yet again. "Theeere you gooo, we're gonna leak all that testosterone out."

"So you can think better."

Who knows how long this went on. One thing is for certain. She enjoyed that long afternoon very much.

*Inspired by a gif from PolarbearNSFW

ALSO ALSO ALSO need 🥴

Heeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy can I trace my tongue up your cock veins

ALSO ALSO need 🥴

I hug him from behind and suck/lick/kiss his neck and make him look at himself in the mirror while I tell him how pretty he looks like while my hands start to roam his body teasing him.

ALSO need! 🥴

sitting behind them and covering their mouth while you jerk them off

NEED!!! 😩😭😭 maybe some neck kisses too.

Need to milk someone’s son from behind (and bruise slap kiss bite and scratch him)

**NSFW CUT**

It’s been a long ass weekend, I had an exam, I’m exhausted, Navy takes a toll out of me, class work piling up, work ramping up, I’m touch starved, I’m hungry.

Doing a cut cause I don’t normally post this type of stuff but just need to NSFW “need vent” to the masses here.

What I wouldn’t give to be blindfolded with headphones on for sensory deprivation, pinned down, tied up, lathered in warmed up coconut oil, GANG tickled, GANG teased, edged for hours, having my thighs and v-line/groin lightly traced and teased, my toes and armpits getting spidered, having a vibrator held to my balls, having my dick stroked and my tip teased, having my nipples flicked, licked, and sucked till I feel like I can’t possibly moan any louder and arch my back any harder, and ultimately having multiple orgasms driven from my poor helpless begging body.

Ganged up on.

Edged.

Multiple Orgasms.

For hours.

And the best part is, I have an internal list/mental visualization of who I have ganging up on me and the thought makes me absolutely feral.

Out of curiosity, if you read this and you feel like this applies to you, hit me up, I’d love to hear your thoughts at my exhausted, needy, horny posting 😂

hearing this would fix me

Bottoming out deep inside and letting out a relieved sigh as I dump another load and whisper "I'm keeping you"

second panel is the dream place to be

i want to get *used* idk I just want to be desired and not have to think at all AHHHHHHHH to have a beautiful woman want to have me as a toy