You wanna be my good boy? Wanna be so good for me, yeah? Get on your knees for me. That’s a good boy just like that. Look at your pretty cock- so hard and aching. Want me to give it some attention? Yeah? Beg for it. Look at your cute thighs trembling for me. Such adorable reactions. Let me hear your voice. Such a good boy. Don’t worry baby, I promise to fuck you dumb but you just have to ask me. Go on puppy, tell me exactly what you want. Anything you want baby. Use your words darling, I can’t hear you you’re mumbling. You look so cute like this. My good boy ♡
praise + degradation combo that isn’t centered around misgendering / detrans??? and celebrates your transness instead??
“you’re such a stupid boy, baby. a stupid, pretty boy.”
“you can’t think cause you have that drippy little cunt between your legs, huh? it’s ok baby, lots of men feel that way - you can’t help it, all that blood rushing from your brain to fill that cute little t-dick up just makes being smart sooo hard.”
“you like being my handsome little whore, don’t you?”
“does it feel good playing with your tits baby? of course you’re still a boy if you like it, lots of people have sensitive nipples no matter what, honey. here, let me help you.”
“you’re such a good boy, drooling all over your tits like that.”
“your boycunt gets so wet for me, it just loves all this attention doesn’t it? you’re just a little slut, aren’t you?”
“it wouldn’t matter if you had a pussy or not, baby - you’d be my little fleshlight either way. it just helps that your soaked cunt makes you such an obedient boy.”
drugged pet treats that make it hard to think, make me feel a fuzzy and hot and needy, getting a treat every time I follow a simple command, getting praised more and more as I get dumber and dumber, not being able to think about anything except obeying and the rewards for obeying, caught in a cycle of command-obey-praise-treat-get dumber
Okay but I would really love it if someone were to pin me down & force me to cum again and again while whispering condescending praise in my ear.
“Hush now love, I’ve got you, you can give me one more”, while I thrash and cry from the overstimulation. Be sweet to me as you torture me & remind me that I’m not in control
Welcome into Day 17 of 365 days. It’s a new week and I hope that it has started off on a good note for you all. Earlier in the day, someone shared this message with me and I thought of sharing it with you. I pray that as you read, that are encouraged.
What is your day like today?
There are days when we feel like Paul; we just want to write letters and strengthen our brothers.
I laid there in bed thinking about you and what you made me do. I tried to find sleep, but it continued to hide from me. My mind drifting to my past visit.
You had me come to you in the shower. Telling me to pick out cloths for you to put on. Including panties. My heart rate rose as I started to look thru your cloths. It was somewhat cool out so I figured you would want jeans. As I found a pair and laid them on the bed I nervously turned to your panty drawer. Slowly I started to feel around among them when suddenly coming to a black lace pair. I could feel myself getting aroused as I picked them up and looked thru them. Slowly I layed everything out for your approval.
As I finished I heard your voice calling me from the shower. I came to you and was ordered to clean your shoes. I stood in the bathroom with the mirror steamed up. I could make out your moving form, knowing you were naked and soapy all over. I took a deep breath and looked back down to your shoes and went back to my orders. As I worked, I started to press up against the counter slightly as I was very hard and could feel the pressure against me as I finished my task. I heard your voice suddenly, breaking me out of my thoughts you beaconed me over to wash your back. Carefully pulling back the curtain I started to wash you with the bath cush that you provided. I tried to be good, but my eyes wandered all over you as I scrubbed. Soaping your back I moved lower as you told me to wash harder. I quickly moved back up to your shoulders and rubbed and washed harder. When you said you were happy I asked if there was anything else that you desired. You said no and that I was excused so I retreated to sit elsewhere.
I sat there feeling very warm in the face. Lost in thoughts of what had just happened, again your voice rang thru the house causing me to flinch as I was pulled out of my thoughts. I moved back to your room just in time to see you slipping into your bra and lace panties. I moved to you as you turned to greet me while handing me a bottle of lotion and telling me to rub it on your feet and legs. I felt the heat rising into my face again as I got on my knees before you. Looking up, I slowly put some on your leg and started to massage. I nervously placed your foot on my knee as I continued. Worried that my arousal was showing I kept my eyes down as much as I could. My hands moving all over your legs and I couldn’t help raising my eyes and seeing your panties at eye level as you sat on the side of the bed before me. Wearing little to nothing, I looked back down quickly trying to get myself back on task and took a deep breath moving to the next leg. As before I raised your other leg and placed it upon my knee as I ran the lotion down it and started to rub. Massaging your calf and the back side of your foot I continued until prompted to stop. I slowly rose as I felt the pressure off my knees and moved to the door awaiting your next order. Again you dismissed me and I returned to my place before being called.
Laying in bed I knew I was going to be in trouble, but I couldn’t stop the thoughts washing over me as well as what they were causing. I was extremely hard and could tell I was damp as I tossed and turned in bed. Fighting hard to stop thinking about you, fresh memories of our trip came rushing in again.
Laying next to you in the dark, I heard your breathing quicken and your voice shake. You made me tell you all of the details from a previous date I had and the happenings that came after. As I continued to describe what happened I could hear moans in the dark and your arousal in the air. I was already hard from reliving the events, but hearing you next to me was driving me crazy. I asked quietly what you were doing, even though could hear and smell the answer. You had no qualms in telling me that you were touching yourself. I squirmed next to you in the darkest dark I think I had ever been in. I suddenly heard it take you. You loudly came while right next to me. I had put my hands underneath me to stop myself from stroking during it all. During the frenzy of sounds and smells, I begged you to be allowed to taste your fingers. You quickly made it clear that your fingers were your own to taste as I heard you sucking on them, teasing me all the more. I laid there like a pile of goo minus one area, I begged you to allow me to touch myself. You didn’t answer, but continued to tease me with your noises. When you finally allowed me to touch, I couldn’t help but stroke fast and hard. Thru moans, I asked if you would cover my mouth, knowing that I tend to be a little noisy but not knowing what you would do. You swiftly covered my mouth with your hand and pressed my head back into my pillow hard. Feeling that all of a sudden, I stroked even harder moaning into your hand and writhing next to you. Feeling myself getting close, suddenly I felt your body shifting closer against me. While your hand covered my entire mouth, I suddenly smelled the sweet scent and wetness of your pussy pressed against my nose from your other hand. All that I could inhale was the smell of you thru my nose and I fearfully realized you had now taken control of my breathing. I was shocked and couldn’t believe what was happening as it sent me over the edge. Stroking harder, feeling you pressing roughly against my mouth and nose, I exploded all over the inside of the shorts that I was wearing and things got cloudy. When I was able to move again, I could hear you were already sleeping. I slowly got up so not to wake you and cleaned myself. Returning to your side with a happy sigh, I instantly fell asleep.
Shaking the thoughts of that night, I couldn’t take thinking any more about the situation I had been in, so I put something on tv. I laid there throbbing and wet, feeling my heart racing, but did nothing about it. I eventually drifted off to sleep, only to awake to the sounds of the morning birds and the tell tale signs of my restless night.
This was lovelyyy, but I’d change the ending.
My eyes would’ve been on your face as I watched you come over the edge. Also no covering your mouth. I want to hear the sounds you make for me.
I would be the one to clean you up.
We would fall asleep cuddled together, after lots of praises and sips of water.
