"oh Haha Is That A Dog Cage?" Getting Down On All Fours "that's So Cool Lol. Hm? Oh Don't Mind Me, I

Casually fingering a trans guy who’s sprawled across my lap with one hand as I focus on the book I’m reading. Vaguely acknowledging his whines and the way he’s desperately trying to hump my thigh but never quite finding the right angle. His poor little dick needs some attention but that’ll have to wait for later. I need to at least get to the next chapter, and when this one finishes on a cliff hanger, well I’m sure he’ll be a good boy and wait a little longer.

he died from not having his face shoved into the sweaty crotch of your shorts and his head held still in your grip while you grinded your bulge against his cheek btw. his little porcelain heart shattered into 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 pieces. you basically killed him

im not a boyfriend im a lap dog

Dogs need enrichment or they start to get a little too enthusiastic play biting.

I want to be so desperate I can't even form coherent sentences whilst you tease me. I want to be tied up on my knees and forced to wait for hours, trying to grind onto the bed but anytime I do that I get a paddle to the thigh or chest.

"please, please... Please."

At this point I'm so fuzzy I don't even know what it is I'm begging for...

"please what puppy?"

"I need you.. please I just need you.."

"where do you need me?"

Id whine in frustration tugging at my restraints, you know exactly where I need you, and you know exactly what game you're playing.

Id try grinding down onto the bed again, being 'rewarded' with another paddle to the chest. Id squeal out lifting my hips of the stimulating fabric.

"you're ruining my sheets... Such a dirty pup making a mess of my things."

"please please please."

"quit your whining, I'll play with you when I want, for now all you have to do is look pretty for me okay?"

Id nod desperately, ignoring my arousal dripping from my cunt spreading across the bed sheets and my thighs, ignoring the throbbing in my tdick.

"I have an idea okay?"

My eyes would light up, hoping, begging, for any sort of stimulation. But my face would drop immediately as you bring out a vibrator, propping it between my legs.

"I'm going to give you this to play with, and if you can be good, and cum when I tell you, not a second before... I'll fill you up with my cock hm?"

Id nod desperately, but you'd turn the toy onto it's highest setting. The intense vibrations overstimulating me, I'd cum within seconds, the strength of the toy making me sore immediately.

"you pathetic slut, I thought I told you to wait? Couldn't even follow a stupid instruction could you? Well now we're going to have to try this until you get it right... Don't you dare ignore me this time."

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that lack of a firm foundation plus a father figure comes front n’ center once I hear the words “I’m proud of you”. all of a sudden I can’t stop fidgeting and I won’t look you in the eye ‘cause I have your approval and I don’t get that often so I’m embarrassed by how excited I feel inside. but then the longer I let feelings stir I get nervous and start thinking about all the other ways that you’d want me to make you proud

Need someone to force a joint in my mouth until I barely know where I am or how to move. Need them to control my pleasure because they know best and I’m too stupid to actually know what I want hnnnngggg

SFX make up done by Lucy Rowley for the @NetflixUK series @CursedNetflix last year on Daniel Sharman. Designed by Erika Okvist (source)