Sometimes face pics make me throb just as much as pics of your tits. Receiving random pretty pics just make me so happy that you’re willing to show off for me
I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING REALLY IMPORTANT.
You’re the cutest little doomscroller I’ve ever seen. Now get your adorable ass off the endless scroll for five minutes and come drain my thick dick.
"Because when you do it yourself, your brain is running the show and knows what's coming. But when someone else takes control, you're entirely at their mercy, every touch, pressure, and angle is a surprise, and letting go of control just hits different."
cnc for my enrichment just because i want to prove how strong i am. i know you know im strong but i want to make you try to fight me off so i can see the moment you realize just what a brick wall i can be when i want to be.
if you ever see me being manipulated by an obsessive older woman with one hand on her hip and the other pointed directly at me, speaking to me in a firm tone, please do not save me. I'm exactly where i want to be
Once you’re bound,you’re at that other
person’s mercy. If they’re crazy,drunk,stoned,a
psychopath,or enraged,your life is
in danger.Never let your self be tied up if you don’t feel
absolutely safe.Never make exceptions.
Sweet girl stop trying to ramble while I fuck you, you can't notice but you're not making any sense with my fingers snuggled so deep in your cute cunt.
Yes, reaching orgasm through penetrative sex is entirely possible. I'm not just speaking from something I read online, I experienced it repeatedly with my former partner. As long as you have the right atmosphere and positioning, you'll be fine.
First, and perhaps most obvious, is the fairly cheap observation to make that slavery is hard. Conceiving it isn’t as hard as entering it and entering it isn’t as hard as living it for a consistent period of time. By the time the fetters are on for a little while a soul might realize the miscalculation made. Why does this happen? We do not always want what we think we want, once the true weight of an idea is felt. This is excruciatingly common in many areas of human endeavor.
That aside, there is then the matter of corrupt gateways to consider, and before that, corrupt idealizations and self-conceptions. “I want to be a slave” is easy to think and say if you’re inexperienced, perverse, and a little deviant. And the fetish community is notorious for misleading such types into thinking master and slave is a neat way of metabolizing those “kinks.” I assert that more than 95% of those saying they want slavery are wholly unfit for it. They might make excellent submissives (servile girlfriends, housewives, etc.), but not slaves. “Slave” is a heavy word. It is not as Nerfball® as the BDSM collective oft paints it to be.
And here we arrive upon the “masters”—men who have no true business declaring themselves as such, for they contain neither the depth nor responsibility to apply such self-descriptors. But they do it anyway because it’s hot, and because that giant masters and slaves group on Fetlife told them that “every master is different, just like every relationship,” and that there is no “one true way” of being a master or slave. “Besides,” they say, “there’s not really much difference between the terms “dom” and “master. It’s all up to you to make of them what you will.” Everyone gives obligatory nods. And everyone walks away a little more confused.
And so what do we find, later on? Tremendous mischief. The immovable object (the reality of what slavery entails) meets the unstoppable force (glossy BDSM imprecision) sooner or later. The blind essentially lead the blind into relationship depths they have no business diving into so carelessly.
And so it should come to us as no surprise that most who attempt slavery fail, first, because it’s hard, and second, because the Fetish Industrial Complex misleads far too many people about its realities.