I'm learning a second language and I'm currently fantasizing about being forced to hold until I can ask to pee in that language.
I run up to a native speaker, bouncing up and down. In English, I beg them for a toilet. They obviously have *no* idea what I want. How could they? I'm only grabbing my crotch, nearing tears. Pacing back in forth, I get on Google Translate and type in frantically. I just can't seem to get pronunciation right. They cross their arms as my pants darken and I stop trying.
hey friends, wanted to put some words out in the universe that sometimes i need to hear myself
you aren’t gross for liking something that most people consider “gross” or “weird”. it is okay to enjoy things that other people don’t understand, even things people reflexively make fun of. as long as you are being as hygenic as possible, cleaning up after yourself and not doing anything to risk your health, making sure to take breaks from it and stay hydrated between holds, and making sure to never include non-consenting parties in your kinky shenanigans – you’re fine.
if you’ve had to hide your interests from partners out of fear, awkwardly deflect conversations with friends, or heard people you look up to make off-handed remarks – you’re not alone.
no one fully 100% understands where kinks come from, but what we do know is we don’t choose which ones we get, and as long as all parties involved are consenting, happy and healthy: you aren’t doing anything wrong.
please don’t hate yourself over the things you love. be kind to yourself, even when other people aren’t. yes I’m getting sappy on my pee blog, because being “weird” can be really hard on the old mental health at times and i hope all of y’all don’t think any less of yourselves because of this stuff. peace out 💛
i’ve said it once and i’ll say it a million more
i LOVE the idea of being unpotty-trained 🩷🩷 the idea of letting someone be completely in control of my bladder and my liquid intake, maybe taking me in public and not letting me wear a diaper, making me so desperate that i leak or completely wet myself🩷🩷
Okay so I was at a festival with a stormtrooper character actor and I was thinking about how nice it'd be to grind on a stormtrooper's knee😭😭
I'll expand that to any suit of armor
Objectification -> You are a hole to fuck
Degradation -> Your holes are worthless and filthy
Ownership -> Your holes belong to me
Praise -> Your holes feel so good
Objectification and praise -> You are such a good fuck toy
Objectification and Degradation -> You are a worthless fuck hole
Objectification and ownership -> You are my personal fuck toy
Degradation and ownership -> You are mine to destroy. I will ruin you.
Degradation and praise -> You are such a pretty little cum slut
Ownership and praise -> You are my favorite- I love owning you
Objectification, Degradation and Praise -> You are the best little cum hole
Objectification, Degradation, praise and Ownership -> You are my favorite cum filled hole to fuck.
Reblog with your favorite combination or add your own!
I love when people go through my page and like my posts. Hey darling💛 welcome, get comfy
I've been thinking about P*lia omorashi. Does anyone play the game? Cuz I have some neat ideas
You are not just a nsfw account.
You are a human being.
Don't let anyone make you uncomfortable or ignore your boundaries. Don't let anyone treat you like a sex doll just because you bless tumblr with your content.
hear me out - doms who are into omo. doms who get turned on by your desperation but also love to hold themselves. the potential here.
watching you squirm and beg for a release they won’t grant, even though they ache for it as well.
denying you the privilege to hold yourself with your hands, to cross your legs, to sit down, or to pace, even as they struggle to not do the same.
quickly squeezing their crotch when they think you’re not looking.
mocking you for being so desperate even though they’re just as bad as you are. saying “there’s no way you can’t hold it for X amount of time more”, sealing their own faith as well, because they certainly can’t go before you do.
the moment they absolutely can’t keep up appearances anymore and need to grab themselves and pant really hard for a seconds to resist a wave of desperation.
usually authoritative tone now filled with urgency. struggling though words as their brain can’t focus on making sentences and holding and keeping up appearances.
you leaking visibly for the first time, and, as they reprimand you, seeing a tiny wet patch grow on their pants as they explain that you can and will hold it
stripping you as you keep leaking, droplets of piss running down your shaking thighs. the moan they let out when they cup you in their hand and feel how wet you are is something else, only matched by the one they make when a quick spurt escapes you, running between their fingers.
teasing you into leaking only to have to grab themselves and groan at the sound of a few drops of your piss hitting the hard floor.
them giving you orders even when they’ve given up trying to act cool. squirming, rocking back and forth crossing their legs, sneaking a quick squeeze every once in a while. slowly losing control of themselves as they still control you.
you humping their thigh to try to hold yourself and because you’re so turned, and knowing they’re doing the same. their hard cock rubbing against your hip.
you leaking over their thigh, begging to be allowed to go, and them not being able to answer straight away as the feeling of wet fabric goes straight to their bladder.
their cock jumping with each spurt that escapes them.
undoing their pants with shaky hands, hard cock dribbling as soon as it’s freed, throbbing in their hand as they stroke it.
rubbing you. every time their fingers rub against your sensitive skin a few more drops escape you and pleasure seizes your body for an instant, making you loose control.
you mindlessly humping their hand as the leaks become more frequent and bigger. slowly fully losing control as your orgasm builds up.
them gasping when you wrap a hand around their cock. a strong spurt hits your stomach and their hips instinctively push forward. fucking your hand both for pleasure and because they need to keep moving to hold back the inevitable a little longer.
frantically jerking you off, trying to make you lose control first. as they tumble themselves towards an orgasm or a full accident.
“yes, fuck yes, that’s it baby, let it all out” they tell you moments before your orgasm hits. rubbing you through it as spurts of piss uncontrollably squirt out.
you’re still feeling the aftershocks, your control over your bladder both stronger because you just came and weaker because your muscles uncontrollably spasm still. you’re leaking longer and longer spurts.
their thrusts into your tight hand becoming erratic and messy. you know they’re about to come when you don’t feel warmth seeping over your hand for more than a dew seconds.
them rutting mindlessly in your hand as they struggle to get over the edge with how much they need a piss.
until finally their entire body tenses and releases, they moan and tremble and fuck into your tight grip.
it’s not long before droplets of piss are once again spurting from the tip of their softening cock. it twitches with renewed interest but your dom only hums at the overstimulating feeling. you feel your bladder fully give out the moment you realize they’ve stopped holding. the small but steady stream from them quickly grows into a torrent.
it takes you a minute, but your muscles finally allow you release as well, your stream joining theirs as you both let it all out.
they keep gently rubbing you through it and you slowly stroke their cock, milking the last moments of pleasure from this second but no less satisfying release.
them kissing your neck and pulling you close as you’re finishing, praising you for how good you were and how well you did.
their soft words and tender touch contrasts with the tension and urgency that guided this scene. they hold you tight as you catch your breath and your sore body releases the last of its content in short dribbles.
they got lost in the scene with you at the end, but now they’re still your dom and they’ll take care of you. you lost control and it’s okay, they’re so proud of you for holding it until the very end. they don’t say it, but they also lost control and it’s also okay. you made them, you took your dom beyond their limits with your own submission.
there’s cleanup to do, but first, you need a shower, and your clit twitches in renewed interest when you picture them worshiping your body as they wash it with soap. you have a feeling you’re gonna be coming again real soon.
just, omo doms.
let’s make online aftercare more important in the nsft community!
-don’t start a scene, and then stop talking. i don’t care if you’ve gotten off already, especially as a dom, leaving a sub that vulnerable is not okay. a lot of us are very open people, but it feels mildly dehumanizing (in a not hot way) to be used to get pictures or just the general intimate experience and then never spoken to again.
-tell them what you enjoyed, tell them how good they did, make them know how fun it was for BOTH of you.
-end the scene with them as a PERSON that was just very intimate with you, not an object that you’re done with. understand that some subs come down hard from scenes, some need emotional care, some may need reassurance. this is NORMAL.
if yall don’t start treating subs right im gonna quit being a switch so that i can treat us right
(not directed, just observed through my time as a sub online, some of yall really just like to wound puppy hearts)