Caretaking Is So Hot. Like Yes, Put Your Head In My Lap And Wrap Your Arms Around Me And Do A Big Puppy

Tboy puppy but he’s old dog coded so he just lays at your feet and randomly lets out a big sigh. Sometimes he begs but if you don’t give in quick enough he just walks away. He’ll ignore you pulling on his collar to finish what he was doing before doing what you want. His knees crack when he gets on all fours.

Gods I need to fuck him so bad. And not even just normally, I need to be rough and possessive with him, holding him face down ass up, pounding into his cunt, gripping his hips so hard they'll leave bruises for days. I need to bite him and mark him up everywhere my mouth can possibly reach, his skin always looks so good covered in my little love bites and hickeys. I need to tell him that he's mine, to have him repeat it back to me with every thrust I make into his needy cunt. I need to fuck him so deeply, so good and rough that he has tears running down that pretty boy face, absolutely fucked out and so out of it that he can only moan and drool and try to beg for more. And fuckk if I could I'd knot and breed him too, claiming him in every possible way I can, claiming him in such a way that he won't want or need anyone else. I just need him badly

There's a venn diagram of 3 circles labeled masochism, self harm, and spiritual practice, and self flagellation flits between all 3 though not always at the same time

"oh haha is that a dog cage?" getting down on all fours "that's so cool lol. hm? oh don't mind me, I just dropped my phone." crawling inside "i'm sure it's in here somewhere." slowly turning in circles and laying down "where is it? gosh i need to think on this for a bit." falling asleep "you can close that door btw."

feeding my he/hims until they are all buff

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gentle somno ... sliding yourself inside me while i feel super sleepy and i can't do much besides gasp softly and let you do as you please. even though you know i can't fight you, you still grab onto my hips with the slightest bit of pressure and thrust gently into me over and over again. i whine and moan ever so sweetly, fighting both my sleepiness and the overwhelming pleasure that you're giving me until you hold my mouth shut and tell me to simply go back to sleep. we both know that it's not that easy, yet i still try and end up falling asleep to the feeling of you filling my insides as i deserve🩶

Remember to implement command training in the bedroom.

Place a toy on the ground between his legs and order him to “Sit” as you watch him kneel and put the toy in his cunt until he’s fully sat to the floor

Then while he’s whimpering and squirming make sure to practice “Stay” so he knows not to move while you put yourself in his drooling mouth.

Make sure to give him lots of praise and tell him how much of a good boy he is when he listens to his commands. If he does a good job and gets you off with his mouth reward him by letting him finish on the toy while you tease his dick with your fingers. If all goes well he’ll barely be able to stand after <3

Bonus if he’s collared and leashed the whole time

a priest kneels between my legs. he tells me i've been a bad pup, a menace, a threat to his holiness- but God will understand why he's doing this, right? God can see how difficult it is to resist temptation, right? he can confess his sins when he's done.

the sweet, sweet prince, he can't ignore it anymore. the want- no, the need to devour me. he spreads my thighs and gapes at my aching boycunt, already soaking wet and exposed. he leans forward. takes my tcock into his mouth and sucks. the motion is foreign to him, but i can see him- i can see his eyes roll back at the taste of a different kind of divinity.

his nails dig into my skin as he laps at my cunt, groaning at the taste, burying himself deep inside of me as he eats me like the finest fruit, the drinks me in like the smoothest wine. every time he pulls back for breath, i can hear his whispers of oh merciful lord, i come before you seeking forgiveness. but the poor thing can't seem to stop. not until i've cum. not until he sees that veering off his path was worth it.

when he sees my shaking legs and hears my whines and whimpers, he's transfixed; he grits his teeth and recites prayer after prayer as he frantically unzips his pants juuust enough to pull his cock out. he plunges deep inside of me with a cry of God's name and fucks me hard and fast, fast, fast, as if God will not see our sin if we are quick enough.

he cums deep inside of me, crying, guilty and wrecked. he prays God will understand.

he prays God will grant him grace when he sees me in the front pew the next Sunday, too.