Sadism Please

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- You submit because you want to feel almost forced to do those things that make you feel dirty.. it excites you beyond anything else. Do things you know you have little intrest in when in other contexts but maybe that exhilarating feeling of manipulation makes you feel that warmth deep inside. It’s like you have this voice inside that lets you know on a level you cannot articulate that you feel that excitement now deep in parts of your mind you don’t discuss with just any other person. I have this voice inside as well. We all have this voice that tells you what is going on is right and you feel good.

- It’s almost like you want me to play with your mind I mean perhaps it is not like you get excited because you love that feeling of manipulation at the hands of another. It’s just it’s a little scary and oddly that small fear makes you feel horny. The hornier you get the deeper you sink in to your desires.

- You might think you crave humiliation or that you crave depravity because you don’t deserve to be excited. However the truth is simpler as you get excited from humiliation & your depravity because you fear you are good fuck toy. Just think about what you haven't considered yet.. When you get to be treated like a toy this voice you trust lets you know you are good. Every minute of it is truly special.

please don't just edge me until i beg. edge me until i beg and then tell me no. edge me until i'm spending more time on the edge then not in my waking hours. edge me until my begging turns to sobbing. edge me until i'm so certain you will never say yes and give into my begging that my sobbing turns into pathetic pleas for mercy that my heart truly will never be given. edge me until i'm devoid of hope that i'll ever cum again because my love and devotion for you is much stronger then any desire to cum. That's when i want you to finally say yes

Such a good cow

🥺💕so ive pumped my teats and clit and wore a plug, then i fucked my ass (this all will be shown on my OF)

Uh then my bf came home and i was wearing my plug 🥺💕 so i told him he could fuck my ass

And without touching my cunt i came like 2 to 3 times from being fucked in the ass, and got it filled with cum 🫣💓

Im gonna smoke some weed before gettinf ready for my spanks

“Do you want to cum?” He asked the girl writhing on the floor as another edge washed over her.

All she managed in response was a sound that can only be described as half moan, half whimper.

“How long have you been edging?”

“I don’t know.” She huffed. Her eyes floated and rolled as her fingers continued to rub her swollen red clit.

Amused, he asked, “Well, when did you start?”

“2:00”

He flicked his wrist to check the time. “You’ve been edging for three hours? Straight?” Another gasp as yet another edge rocked her body. “Yeah you do want to cum. Don’t you?”

“Yes Master, please!” The hope of an orgasm brought her from the fog of edging and desperation flooded her eyes. “Please Master! Please can I cum?”

“Yeah, you want to cum.” He crooned. Of course you want cummies. Look at what a mess you are. Three hours of edging! You’ve soaked the bed beneath you. But cunts don’t cum. Do they?”

“No Master.” She pouted. Cunts don’t cum.” Her fingers fell from her dripping cunt.

“Don’t stop” he warned and gave her that look, the one that always earned immediate obedience. When her sticky fingers again returned to pleasure, he continued. “Cunts don’t cum.”

“Yes Master. Cunts don’t cum.” She repeated the mantra.

“Cunts don’t cum.” He said, his voice deep and soothing, hypnotic even.

“Cunts don’t cum.” She repeated, not yet falling into the trance, still too desperate for an orgasm.

“And what are you?”

“I’m a cunt. I’m your cunt, Master.” She whined as she let another orgasm literally slip through her fingers, dancing on the edge.

“Yes. That’s right. You’re a cunt. My cunt. Cunts don’t cum.”

“Cunts don’t cum.” She confirmed. “Cunts don’t cum. Cunts never cum. Edge only.”

“Say it again.” His voice soothing and deep.

She started to fall into his words. Soothing and deep. Deep like the fog. Falling deep into the fog. “Cunts don’t cum. Edge only.”

“Not yet. I want you desperate a little longer. Cunts don’t cum.” He pulled her back from the fog of trance, just a little. Lucid but foggy. Desperate but dropping. “My cunt, why don’t cunts cum?” He asked.

Puzzled, and wanting to fall into the bliss of trance, she didn’t know how to answer. Her fingers continued rubbing her aching clit, sliding gently into her slippery hole, spreading her arousal across her smooth lips and thighs. “Because Master said so.”

“Good cunt. Obedient cunt. But why? Why don’t cunts cum?”

He pinched and twisted her pierced nipple, and bent to flick his tongue across the other. Another edge. His lips vibrated against her nipple as he growled his pleasure while she shook in frustration as the edge consumed her. As she edged, his pleasured moans competing against hers caught her attention.

He stood straight but continued to pinch and twist her nipples. She saw his cock growing hard in his pants, pressed against his zipper, and she knew. “Cunt edges for Master. Cunt edges in devotion to Master.”

“Yesss!” He sighed and freed his cock, taking it in hand and stroking it before her. “Every edge is an offering to me, your Master. Edge for me, my cunt.”

“Cunts don’t cum.” She said again in desperation. Her fingers barely even grazing her sensitive, desperate clit to another edge.

“Cunts don’t cum.” He repeated, his voice soothing and hypnotic again. Taking her down into the fog. “Cunts don’t cum. Edge for Master.” He continued to stroke his cock, pumping his hand rhythmically to his words.

“Cunts don’t cum. Edge for Master. Edge forever.” She embraced the fog. Embraced each edge. Welcomed the waves of escaping pleasure as a sacrifice to her Owner, her Master, the love of her life. The fog of trance swirling with his words, as she fell deeper into her own arousal. Each edge taking her deeper.

He stroked himself to the orgasm she wouldn’t have. His own sticky cum spilled from his cock, landing on her sticky fingers at her cunt as they brought on yet another edge. She continued to repeat his words. “Cunts don’t cum. Edge for Master. Edge forever.”

Sated, he slowly brought her out of the fog. Lifting her gently from trance. Counting up to clear the smoke, breathing deeply to think clearly. As the mists of trance disappeared, the ache in her denied cunt intensified. With her mind clouded only by the intense need to orgasm, the trance fully behind her, his fingers joined hers, dancing across her clit, plunging deep inside her, mixing his cum with her sticky arousal. He asked again, “Do you want to cum, my cunt?”

“No Master. Cunts don’t cum. Edge only.”

use my cunt

Is that how you ask?

Sadism Please

I want someone to hurt me. I like pain, yes. But it's knowing that someone *wants* to hurt me, that my pain arouses them, that they are pleased by my suffering. That's the sexiest thing.

Tell me that I make cute noises when you hit me.

Tell me that my tears make turn you on.

Tell me that I'm so pretty when I'm afraid.

Sometimes, pin me down or tie me up so that I can't escape the torture.

Sometimes command me to take it using my own discipline to stay still.

Give me the opportunity to prove my devotion by suffering for you.

I promise, I'll be a good girl.

Such an amazing loop

More.

More edging.

More porn.

More audios.

You need more.

It's never enough.

It will never be enough.

The more you do it the more you break.

The more you break, the better it feels.

The better it feels, the more you do it.

You lost.

And you love it.

hihi!

my daddy isn’t all that into ddlg stuff and some of the bdsm things that i myself am into

however he’s interested in sex and mostly sex he’s not interested in the emotional side of bdsm purely the sex and pleasure for him

it upsets me that he doesn’t want to explore kinks with me but i can understand most of the time

i was wondering if you had any advice

The short answer here is “it depends”.   It depends on multiple factors.  Perhaps your partner is just selfish and does not care all that much.   More likely, your partner may just not be super comfortable with taking the dynamic further and doesn’t want to feel embarrassed… like they don’t know what to do. Rather than risk looking/feeling stupid, they avoid taking things further and may even claim they are not that “into it”.    Fear generally and fear of something so personal as sexual embarrassment are quite potent motivators to overcome.   If he doesn’t care enough, that is another story altogether.  

However, if they care about you, you may be able to convince them to explore more, but it will take some work to make them comfortable with it.  

 In anon... I can only offer some general advice on how to get an intimate partner to explore more things with you.  Every relationship is different, and what works for one may not work for another. Therefore, I encourage you to communicate openly, honestly and respectfully with your partner about your desires and expectations and listen to their feelings and preferences.  The biggest key to deepening your relationship this way and reaching your goals is empathy.   It is the most powerful thing humans do.   There are ways to help this, but that is a bit deeper and would likely require direct messaging rather than anon.  Or if you like I can point you to some resources on it.

Feel free to reach out more if you like.  Either way, I wish you all the best.

god corruption is so hot. being a good little sub and getting into more and more fucked up shit, realizing i’m getting wet over stuff that would have grossed me out just a few months ago, the way my mind is being completely broken and reshaped in order to be of better use…. yeah <3

So fascinating how much you identify with this.

Funny how much you love the humiliation at the hands of another. Almost as if the betrayal of trust actually gets you excited. You not supposed to love it but you do and you know you do. Perhaps it used to confuse you but eventually you came to realize that you need it. Even if you don’t tell anyone in your regular real life. Your fantasies are boundless

Embrace your darker kinks and feel the warm building deep inside as you touch

I just remember something I haven't thought about in years .

One of my high school bff's and I once did a make up challenge, we had to give each other a make up transformation. She made me do hers first and I did hers super nice. She was beautiful and the make up made her look like a super star. Then it was her turn on me and she made me look super trashy, all pink and white and blue and painted something on my forehead too, and then laughed at me.

I remember how embarrassed I felt, but also how much that mainly turned me on.