I own you.
You are nothing but a piece of property to me. An animal. A pet.
The only place you truly belong is gripped in my hands.
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Teasing you with a fancy knife sounds like so much fun. Of course, I wouldn’t hurt you now, would I? You’re too precious for that, too royal.
I’d just let the sharp tip slowly run over your exposed skin, while you’re being held down, handcuffed to my bed, naked, vulnerable, blindfolded and gagged with a nice, expensive tie. You’d feel it press a little deeper into those places where I know exactly you’re especially sensitive. And still, you’d spread your legs wider for me, maybe struggle a little, whimper and whine, as soon as you feel the cold knife teasing your thighs, running along the inside of them.
You’d be so wet from just this. This dangerous foreplay. I’d let you lick the sharp blade, pressing it against your lips, forcing you to let out these sweet, sweet moans, while my other hand is teasing the area between your legs… I’d force you to cum while you’re so afraid you could cut your tongue, while you keep letting it run over the metal even if it could hurt you so easily.
Sweetheart, I’d really love to play this game with you.
soft boy moans make me want to roll into the ocean
Know what I love?
I love having a boy standing in front of me, naked, his legs spread and his hands behind his back.
He’s watching me with an mix of dread, affection, desire, and fear on his face.
He knows I’m about to hurt him. He knows, and he waits, standing completely still, ready to take whatever I decide to give him. His eyes dart downward, to the narrow wooden paddle in my hand, and then he takes a breath, bracing himself, the slightest tremble in his thighs as he forces himself to keep his body open for me.
It’s not the act of hitting him that I love most. It’s the way he accepts that I’m going to hit him because I love watching him squirm. I love seeing the dread in his face, and watching his obedience override it.
When I hit him, when the paddle connects between his legs, I love the way he bends forward, crying out as he drops to his knees.
He gasps, panting, and then, slowly, he rises back up, standing up straight, his legs spread, and his hands behind his back.
He knows I’m going to do it again.
Subtle dom-things I love doing during vanilla sex:
– scratching (especially thighs, butt and back)
– leaving hickeys all over their body
– wrap my fingers oh so lightly around their throat
– hair pulling! (but careful)
– when they’re laying on their back and try to sit up, placing one hand on their chest and firmly push them into the matress again
– holding their wrists together above their head while kissing
– holding their wrists together on their back while they’re on all fours and I eat them out from beneath their body
– p r a i s e the SHIT out of them
– dirty talk (a lot) (i’m fucking good at that, too)
– give them a few slaps on their ass
– oh hey have I mentioned scratching yet?
– leaving bite marks, biting in general, using my teeth to run them over sensitive areas
– “you’re mine”
– throw them across the bed, position them however I please
– call them sweet (or not so sweet) nicknames
– “tell me what you want, whisper it into my ear”
– not so gentle grabbing
– growling and cursing in an especially low manner
psa: every time a boy makes a lot of noise in bed the world becomes a slightly better place
Free Domme-to-English Translator
Entry: Aww, does that hurt?
Translation: I know damn well that it hurts, and I’m having an obscene amount of fun hurting you.
Entry: How are you feeling?
Translation: Are you ready to be used again?
Entry: You’re such a pretty little slut.
Translation: I’m having trouble handling the sheer level of your hotness in this moment. It’s taking every ounce of willpower I possess to keep from pouncing on you and devouring you to the point that you have to call in sick tomorrow to recover.
Entry: Now.
Translation: Please.
Entry: Who do you belong to?
Translation: I own every part of you, and you know it. But it still sends a tingle down my spine when I hear you say it.
Entry: We’ll have a movie night. Just hang out together and watch funny movies. Super low key.
Translation: We both know I won’t be able to keep my hands off of you, and you’re going to end up sprawled across my lap, gasping and squirming as I shove my fingers into at least one of your holes. Super low key.
Entry: Cum for me, pet.
Translation: I own your orgasm and I’m going to rip it from your body, and I won’t stop until you’re a panting, whimpering mess.
Entry: You’re mine.
Translation: I love you.
Cute.
He’s so cute. When he moans. The way he blushes. How he begs for more. God, it makes me want more. I do want more. I want to see how he squirms in pleasure under my cocoabutter thighs, how he claws at his restraints when I angle my hips and hit the places that make him twitch uncontrollably, but I won’t stop there.
I want to see more, more begging, more moaning.
I want to see how many slutty faces you can make, I want to see if you can handle way more than you can take.
Come here kitten, I want to play.
EAT ME.
Hmmm?” I hummed, staring down at his twitching state with a sly smile.
“Mistress.” He gasped. “P-p-puh-.” I cut him off by dragging my fingertip over his aching head dripping with precum, it looked like he was going to burst.
His begging was like music to my ears, I couldn’t get enough of it.
“You have to speak properly Deniz, I can’t understand a single word with all that whimpering and stuttering, but if you keep it up I’m just going to keep on playing with you kitten.” I chuckle at his antics, trying to buck his hips into my hand.
“Please let me cum!” He shouted.
I stopped smiling and pulled at the black leash that was hooked to the red collar around his neck. “Are you demanding me?” Yanking on the leash so that he is close to my face, the blindfold on his face becoming crooked.
“N-no.” He whimpered.
“Are you sure you’re in any position to boss me when I have your balls in my hand.” It was a statement rather than a question. My hand squeezing his balls in a tight grip, he groans in discomfort.
“No-”
“No what?” I growled.
“No ma’am.” He cries out.
“If you want to cum so bad, then I’ll let you.” I snarled, turning up the vibrations to the toy strapped to his hardened member, lapping at the tip and massaging his balls, he was a withering mess, pulling at his restraints.
“WAIT! I-I’M CUMMING.” He moans loudly, I thought the walls of the house started shaking. He shoots thick globs of cum, it was such a heavy load.
I almost felt bad that I didn’t have shoot all of that into me, my pussy quivers and I could feel my juices running down, still stroking his cock he twitches uncontrollably.
Sitting back on my knees at the end of the bed, I stand up and rip the toy that was strapped to his cock off, he jumps, still sensitive from from the past hours of torturing his cock.
Pulling his restraints off but still keeping his arms locked behind his back, I pull him to his knees on the bed, taking the blindfold off. He blinks at the sudden brightness, but then his eyes go wide when he notices whats before him.
“Mi-miss.” He stutters once more.
“Is kitten hungry.” I give a seductive smile. He nods vigorously.
My legs were spread apart far, my pussy on full display for him, dripping wet and folds apart. He stuck his tongue out, licking his thin pink lips, making me bite mine.
Staring at his tongue only aroused me even more that I started rubbing my clit in front of him, soft moans escaping my lips, my eyes fluttered shut, bucking my hips at the rhythm of rubbing my wet core. I felt the bed move a little, my eyes snapped open to find him, inches away from my pussy, completely mesmerized.
A smirk forms over my red lips.
“Deniz darling.” I hummed, opening my folds so he could see my opening, I could see that his cock sprung up and brimming in ecstasy.
“Eat me.” I moaned with a smirk on my face.
He dove right in, his tongue attacking my clit, lapping and probing the inside. My hands shoot out and grab the back of his head, grabbing a handful of his brunette locks and grinding into his mouth, I could feel his nose rubbing against my nub and his tongue inside me.
I was close to cumming, pulling his head back abruptly, he gasps and tries to catch his breath.
Not only was I edging him, I was doing it to myself, I was crazy horny and I wanted nothing more than to get off, but I didn’t plan to let the occasion end so quickly.
“Head down, ass up.” I demanded, letting go of his head and pushing the back of it down.
His pale cheeks contrasted against the light, the vibrator buttplug still stuck in, it was his first time doing anal, and I didn’t want to just fuck him without getting him adjusted, but the strap on I had was way bigger than the buttplug in him.
When I pulled out the buttplug, he lets out a loud groan, his cock letting out small string of precum, my hand swings out and slap his right cheek. A red hand print was left on it.
“AH!” He whimpers, his back arching downwards.
“Not yet.” I chuckle at his cries, both hands on his ass, massaging and groping.
After putting the strap on around my waist, I lubed the dildo, stroking it while looking at his cute ass wiggling in the air, his pink hole twitching in anticipation.
I walk towards him, dripping lube onto his opening causing him to shudder. He lets out a shaky breath.
I rub the tip on his opening, signaling him to get ready, after pushing in slowly, his hands give out, spreading them to the side with his head flat on the mattress, he looks back at me.
And I swear, something in me flipped. There was a red tint around his cheeks, his mouth slightly shape and breathing hard, and his eyelids were halfway shut while they were also rolling back.
I angle my hips downwards and push in, shoving the rest of the girthy strap on in him in one swift move.
“A-ah!” He moans,his back arching and his cock twitching. “Miss!”
“That’s it Kitten, mewl for me.” I pant, moving my hips in and out slowly, closely hitting his prostate but not fully, making him suffer in complete pleasure.
He tries to push himself down onto the strap on but I keep a tight hold on his hips.
I gently thrust my hip forward and then slowly….slowly pulling myself out.
I wanted to let him feel the tip deep inside him, slowly penetrating, and how it slowly slides in and grinds against his prostate, but not too much, I wouldn’t want to give him the pleasure of cumming.
“Turn over.” I said, abruptly pulling out of him.
With his breath shallowed and his body gleaming in sweat, he turns over giving me a good view of him. I grab him by his neck and pull him close.
He blushes at the sudden closure. “Mi-mistress!” He squeaks.
“I want to see your face while I fuck you real good.” I lean in to whisper in his ear, his face turned to a different shade of red.
While I push in again, I kiss his jawline, up to his ears and down to his neck. He was a complete mess under me, I move down to his nipples while grind my hips into him.
“Mmm-mmm-ah.” His cries were so cute that I started thrusting my hip into him even more.
“Mistress, please!” He grips the bed sheets, throwing his head back into the bed.
“Hmmm, please what?” I smirked.
“Please let me cum.” He begs, looking up at me.
“Your wish is my command kitten.”
I thrust in at a quick pace, pushing into him, he bounces with the rhythm of my thrusting.
“Ah! AH!” His moans echoed throughout the room.
I grab his cock and jerk it at the same pace as my thrusting, if he wanted to cum so badly, I’ll let him. I angle my hips and throw my hips into him as deep as I could and he convulsed under me.
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” He shouts out as his toes curled and his body shakes.
Thick globs of cum splatter over his slim stomach and chest, it even lands on me.
I give him a second to catch his breath.
“Th-thank you mistress.” He sighs out.
“Don’t thank me just yet.” I smile and grab his hips again.
“Wa-wait! What’re you doing?” He tries to pull away.
“Round two kitten.” I seductively growl and pull on his leash.
“You said you want to cum.” I start grinding into him slowly. “Well you’re going to cum for me over and over.”
This was a requested story by one story by one of my followers @rhakshasa. I hope you find the story to your liking, I know it isn’t as kinky as you wanted, but since the deadline was Thursday I decided to speed it up a little.
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