girl whose idea of "teaching you how to play paintball" somehow always ends with you lying supine at her feet, staring up at the barrel of her gun, her mask failing to obscure her smirk
couple arguing over where to go for dinner. he starts pushing back on her a little more than normal, because he's hoping she'll grab her biggest strap, fuck him until he can't speak, drag him on shaking doe legs to the car, and drive them to chili's like she wanted
girl who's trying to act more ladylike and not absentmindedly shove her hand down her pants when she's watching a movie. so she makes her boyfriend sit in her lap so she can absentmindedly shove her hand down his pants instead
girl who keeps a little scrapbook filled with pictures of all the places she made her bf eat her out. on a hiking trail, in the car, in public bathrooms, anywhere she can get away with it. their little trail of humiliating memories that they can relive whenever she wants
villain beating the hero so badly he cries, then cradling him in her arms and kissing all the cuts and bruises she gave him. promising that she'll make his dungeon comfortable, and that she's so proud of him for trying his best to beat her, and now she'll take good care of him.
girl who mischievously drops things on the floor when she's sitting on the couch with her bf, asking in her sweetest voice if he can pick them up. he knows she's just going to wrap her legs around his head and yank him into her crotch, but he does it anyway bc he loves her
horny househusband restless at home, doing all the chores as his knees tremble and his hips twitch, waiting for the moment his wife throws open the door so he can fall into her arms and give himself over to her and her collection of straps for the evening
teach him respect by slapping him until he sobs. if he cries, slap him harder & explain to him the difference between crying and sobbing. sobbing is supposed to be desperate, embarrassing, humiliating. repeat until the snot is bubbling out of his nose and mingling with his tears.
have had Waterloo stuck in my head recently. glad there's a classic hit that goes
"I was defeated, you won the war,
promise to love you forevermore"
&
"And how could I ever refuse?
I feel like I win when I lose."
like yeah that's how it feels as a sub. romanticize losing to her