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YES YOU ARE MY GOOD GIRL.. You make me proud kitten
Damn yes, this is hot how she's sexting with him.
This might be extra interesting for all my UK followers. I have a friend and we have an interesting dynamic going. He’s a Daddy Dom, British and honey when he speaks my pussy quickens like butterfly wings.That’s me being goofy with my magic wand in the picture making corny jokes that he didn’t find amusing so if everyone could laugh at my poor attempt at humor, please do because HE DIDN’T 😭😂
Also he doesn’t like it when I sass him but I’m such a brat I sometimes make him mad just so he can call me and chastise me in that sexy accent.
I got only eyes for those lips on this pretty girl. How sweet do you think they taste? 👌😍
How good do you think they feel wrapped around your cock? 🙊😍
I love the way my lips look❤️
Here I find myself again, diving into the depths of Tumblr, as unable to escape them as a ship caught in a whirlpool. With a massive "18+" banner streaming behind me as I sink.
Firstly, caveat emptor! As with everything you do in life, consider safety first! RACK/SSC is the order of business here. I may be able to PORTRAY a rough dom, but I want you safe, above all else.
I'm an older (43) CisHet white male - yes, I am living life on default settings. 6'2", 275 lbs (188cm, 125 kg), shaved head, bearded, hairy dad body.
I'm mostly just here to look through and appreciate all that's on offer that falls within to my niche interests. These interests include, but are not limited to:
-Impregnation/breeding/pregnancy
-Uniform play (of all sorts, not just the cliche schoolgirl)
-DDlg
-cnc
-feral/primal play
-public play
-free-use
I'm certain that I could easily list many more - suffice it to say, the only kinks I DO NOT indulge in are:
-Gore/bloodplay
-Scat
-Vomit
-Anything being inserted anywhere into me. Not shaming, it's just not my thing.
Apropos of nothing in particular, here are some funny numbers.
050706d22dc020f7a0e88f99f655e20c05e126a411e80270cce804a54433113b4c
If I didn't mention something, and you're curious, ask away! I'm a firm believer that kinks and sdxualoty should be explored, safely, and such exploration starts with the asking of questions.
“Of course I will love you, care for you, protect you and cherish you. I will ease your mind with gentle tenderness, reassurance, praise and thoughtful intentions.
But I will also break you in half, shatter the pieces and hurt you in pursuit of my own sadistic pleasures.
I will destroy you, then rebuild you.”
- Master Knox
"Tasting you feeds My desire like loving you feeds My soul. Addiction, in all it's glory. The high, in all it's elevation. I'm fucking starving for you. My hunger for you is insatiable. Feed Me until I drown in your existence."
- Master Knox
“That’s right, poke it out pretty baby, arch your back. Spread that heavenly feast. I enjoy nothing more than hungrily gazing at what belongs to Me. Display it proudly. Display it eagerly. Display what belongs to Me. Show Me MINE.”
- Master Knox
Ngl, just waiting until I hit my thirties so I can start pulling all these girls half my age that need a new father figure
Daddy knows that your young pussy gets soaked thinking about our age difference.
Know your purpose.
The best subs are the ones who eagerly proclaim their role as a piece of sexual property.
i hope it’s not offending to ask if you’ve ever practice the bdsm Dom&Sub lifestyle before?
I have. I had an adorable little sub a few years ago. Then she moved on and got married.
He’d been imagining this moment.
The build up.
The excitement.
The nerves.
The feeling like he was walking on a live wire, and he wasn’t sure if it would shock him.
He traced her collarbone with his fingers while he stared in her eyes. Deep pools of grey that just kept going. He couldn’t figure out what she was thinking, and that made it more enticing. More confusing. More addicting.
She smiled that little, “I win” smile. You know the one- it starts with a smirk, and ends with sparkling eyes, slowly turning darker as she gets excited.
There was no need for words, their minds had synced by this point and they were each anticipating the next move made by the other, and yet, hoping they’d be surprised.
He slowly started running his fingers up and down the center of her chest, while she played with his hair. Ever so slowly.
You don’t want to rush these things.
He gulped as he leaned in, deciding he had to make the first move, or she’d just give him a heart attack by simply remaining.
Her eyes slowly blinked. Almost like when you’re ready to go to sleep, but not quite.
You’re zoning out, but you’re also more present and more connected than you ever are during the day.
He ran his fingers down through her hair as he tilted her chin up towards him, and.....
Part 2?
-OtWC
Predicting the future is a tricky beast. After all, you started off as the High School valedictorian.
“Most Likely to Succeed” is the award your classmates overwhelmingly selected you for in your graduating yearbook. There weren’t even placeholder competitors; you just won by default. After years on the honor roll, acing all of your classes, and earning more extra-curricular credits than any other student, nobody doubted you had the brightest future in store.
Then you met me, and I saw your bright future for what it really was: a blinding lie. See babygirl, the journey you were on never truly belonged to you. You stumbled onto that well-trodden path in pursuit of the breadcrumbs of validation you’d get for being a “good girl” who did all her homework and who always handed in her deeply-researched assignments on time with complete annotations. You loved the way your teachers would write words of encouragement back on your A+ tests, which is why you almost never got a B. You were just a girl with a desperate dependence on praise following a candy-laden trail to a certain doom, and for all your book smarts you were completely oblivious to the truth.
You should thank Daddy for saving you from a fate worse than death. After all, did you really want to work a 9-5? Or perhaps you thought it would make sense to be the Girlboss™️ CEO telling everyone else to do?
Of course not, dummy. How would that make sense when you’ve spent your entire life living to fulfill the whims and fancies of your supervisors? Praise is your addiction; it’s the fuel that keeps your engine running. How would you ever get more praise if there was nobody above you to kneel for and to beg for it from?
No, no, no, no. You’ve always been a pretty little trophy waiting for someone to display you with pride; you just didn’t realize it until Daddy showed you.
Every tool they used to make you the perfect student, I weaponized against you to reverse the damage of society’s toxic influence. I started praising you when you didn’t study for tests. When you started getting worse test scores, I praised you for getting a mark that was more in line with your natural talents. Anyone can get good marks if they study, so shouldn’t you prove how smart you are without putting in extra effort, love?
Slowly you let me scramble and fry your brains, overwrite your dirty little overachiever mind into an empty blank intellectual void, and finally the REAL YOU started to show with clarity. You aren’t some genius meant to change the world; you’re just a desperately drippy dummy who will do anything Daddy tells her for a little bit of positive reinforcement.
That’s probably why you dropped out of college: you were failing anyway, so it was clear you weren’t a good fit. I guess your natural talents just weren’t enough, in the end. All I had to say is that I’d be very proud of you and think you were such a good girl for abandoning the “conventional” path others had misled you toward, and just as fast as a snap of my fingers in our daily hypnosis therapy it was over and you were Daddy’s dumb little college dropout with no future income prospects.
It’s okay, you don’t have to lie about who you are anymore, princess. Not with me. Daddy will find you another career path more fitting of your natural talents.
After all, I hear the local strip club is hiring. And based on the outfits you started wearing to please Daddy, I think it might be the right fit for a slutty little fuckdoll like you.
Good girl; Daddy’s so proud of you for ruining your life for me.
sadistic-empath
The devil on your shoulder 😈😘
Sexy as hell tan lines, great blowjob technique. This little cock sucking slut is the perfect bimbo!
Daddy’s a fucking idiot.
Princess only acts out when she needs daddy’s attention .. 😈😈
It’s one of those days where I just crave being roughly fucked until I can’t think anymore.
(via tamemetoakitten)
Last night was a crazy new experience I wasn't expecting! I wish I could find the perfect GIF.:( *love*
Joint submission and exchanged power play can be one of the most beautiful things and powerful dynamics.
Her waking to serve the cock she’s actually in love with, looking up at his eyes as she massages and worships it how it was always designed to be cared for, meekly licking his ass in reverence.
Him kneeling down in humility to lick, even if it isn’t his favorite, staring at her eyes as she pulls his thick hair to pull him closer.
Two hearts jumping, knowing the exchange will never go stale, and that vanilla love never made them feel so alive, respected, humbled, and cared for. #switchlife
~OffTheWallCouple
Has anybody seen a pic of this girl in a tiara wearing pink, and has ounk stuff around her, giving a bj but it doesnt show his d*ck, and has a dd/lg caption ??? If you know who's page its on or have the pic too can you let me know, or share it to me please, I been looking for it like crazy, haha
![Oh Hi.. 🥺 [dropbox]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/9d389801f7232dfbe5dfbf13f045c1d8/d9235663bcedddf1-77/s540x810/a8ce49f7ccaf8fc01fc59b5eb115804a349e3b52.jpg)
![Oh Hi.. 🥺 [dropbox]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/d618f45f5b3b827ceba350ae65ffd6a6/d9235663bcedddf1-25/s540x810/bdb7f6abd00c0eb0fc420e2731354848e4088436.jpg)
