mastersuggestion:

Be good to me, my Pet.
For you’re mine now. For the rest of your life.

If you wish for it to go well, then you know what you should do.
That’s it… Go ahead and please your master.

foxyshadow:

notyourcurvygirl89:

firefly-flashes:

kitty-pawz:

• putting their hand on your back to lead you • paying for you • saying “no” in a stern but caring voice • opening doors or boxes for you • giving you reasonable instructions • ordering the food for you • telling you “come here” and/or pointing to the ground in front of them where they want you • fixing up your outfit/appearance (such as buttoning up your shirt or fixing your hair) • lifting your chin up • saying “look at me” •

“Look at me” completely undoes me, usually leading to blushing and fidgeting

These are what I’m looking for. The bedroom stuff is just fun and games. This is what I need.

And this is part of why when someone willingly is not understanding that D/s can be non-sexual, it frustrates me.

sleepylittledomme:

I want to pin someone into a corner and absolutely have my way with them. Slide my knee between their thighs while I make them shudder and gasp for breath.

sadisticsuggestions:

Can’t say stupid things when you’ve not got a tongue. 

mommymaxie:

Do you want me to
be mean baby? You want me to tie you down so you can’t move, can’t squirm or writhe
when it gets too much? Is that it? Do you want me to edge you all night, edge
you until it hurts and then ruin every single orgasm I let you have until you
cry so pretty for me?

mastersuggestion:

It occurred to me you might need to be taught a certain phrase.
“It hurts so good” Have you heard it before?

No? Oh, then I suggest you remember it.

Along with “Please, Master”, “Harder” and “I’m yours”.

You’ll find them useful.

gentleshibari:

fun idea: forcing my boy to suck on a dildo as I give him a blow job. What he does I do. If he wants me to take him deeper, well, he’s gotta deep throat that dildo first

brattyprettysub:

If you pull my panties to the side instead of telling me to take them off, I’ll melt. It feels like an inspection, like you’re still deciding if you’ll fuck me or not. Push a finger or two into my pussy and talk to me—God, please talk to me. Remark on what a slut I am, or tell me I’m a good little girl because I’m so wet for you, or coo condescendingly about how desperate I am to be touched.

Don’t fuck me, though. Keep touching me until I’m dripping down my thighs.

Do the same thing when I’m wearing a skirt. Bend me over the nearest table, push my skirt up, and tug my underwear down around my thighs. Fuck me until you come, then walk away, leaving me wobbly-kneed and slick with your come and my own wetness.

Fuck me when I’m sleeping. Wake me up with a particularly hard thrust. When I mumble a sleepy protest, call me a fucktoy and tell me to shut my mouth before you gag me.

Make me sit on a dildo while I work. Force me to come with your cock up my ass. Mock me for how wet I get. When I say no, don’t, stop, push me down onto my knees and fuck my face, telling me it’s all my mouth is good for anyway. Rip my jeans open at the ass and finger me until I’m begging.

I’m a simple girl with simple needs, really. Just remind me that my holes are yours.