Sloppy drunk owner grinding their cunt against their caged pets thigh until they piss, mumbling something about marking their territory. The fabric of the pets pants wet with their owners slick — the friction overwhelming their swollen, and leaky hole.
repressed gay boy crying that he’s not a f4g while he’s pressed harder against the bed x his trusted father figure that growls at him to watch his mouth while he’s undoing his belt
owner bf that’ll inspect you before breeding you. he has to check your condition first. fingers prying open your maw, swiping your teeth. testing the points of your canines. tracing the length of your spine. lifting your tail. spreading that wet, puffy hole. humming in approval.
CBRN breath play with a dom you barely recognize. thick rubber glove clamped over your respirator’s filter. maybe another teasing the straps behind your head, threatening to rip it off—to expose you to the toxic gases on a whim. groping the shape of you through your hazmat suit.
if you don’t know what
SSC, PRICK, RACK, 4Cs, and FRIES mean i fear that says a lot about you and how educated you are when it comes to kink/bdsm.
it honestly shows that you are only in the community for the sex not the actual d/s dynamics yall claim to enjoy.
Kind of miss having my legs fall open to somebody without even thinking about it. Just: like as soon as they loom over me I just show my belly & soft parts. Ready and willing.
The dogs breathing stutters.
The bear tilts its head, studying dirt-caked knees and trembling legs with cruel patience.
“Ran yourself ragged just hoping I’d praise you.”
A pause.
Then a deep rumble finally comes:
“Atta boy.”
The mutt nearly folds on the spot.
🧵[11/11]
The bear sit heavy across the fence line, broad shoulders leaned against old cedar posts while it dog works the cattle below.
Sharp whistles. Snapped commands. Dust kicked into the evening heat.
The cattle dog moves immediately.
🧵 [1/11]
The bear emerges slowly, huge enough to blot out the moonlight filtering through the trees.
One massive hand catches the dog by the maw immediately.
Firm.
Unavoidable.
Thumb pressing hard enough into its cheek to make the mutt whine.
“Worked pretty hard for them today.”