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That's just too fucking bad, isn't it? ♥

I want you to cum. I want to force that orgasm onto you. I want you to feel it, and I want you to know that I made you feel that way. I might even want to make you do it over and over. Keep a little score to myself on how many times I can make someone cum before I'm spent.

"I don't care if you want to wear it, put it on."

"I don't ask you to make cute noises, that's why I spank you when I want to hear them."

"Stop overthinking with that mouth and lick my boots clean with it instead."

"Do as you're told or you'll do as you're told with tears and an apology. You'll straighten out that attitude right now or I'll straighten it for you."

"I can't have you going out tonight unmarked. Fetch me my paddle. And be a dear and bring me a glass of water too. Beating you is a good workout."

"Show me how you blush knowing you're my obedient pet. Look at you, blushing on command. You're so well-behaved it's adorable."

"Now you listen to me, here's what's going to happen."

"Not a peep out of you."

"Bend over and wait for me, I'll need to take out some stress on your body soon."

"Stop. You're too little for that. I will handle that."

"Look at me. Feel my chest with your cheek. Nothing else matters right now."

"Get over my lap right now. No, you didn't do anything wrong, I just want this for you. Take it."

"I didn't teach you to dawdle, do what you were told."

"Did I say you could do that?"

"Don't make me repeat myself."

"Good, I'm glad you're embarrassed for me."

"Kneel at my feet and wait."

"You can take it. I know you can. There, now that wasn't so hard now, was it?"

"Here's what I expect out of you today. Anything less will be a disappointment. And I know you don't like being a disappointment so listen carefully and obey."

"This is why I make the decisions around here."

It's not just a longing. It's an ache, a hunger that claws at me, pulling me toward the darkness where I belong. I want to lose myself completely, to have no thoughts, no autonomy, just the cold certainty that my Handler knows what I need. What I really need.

I love reminding my partner she's inferior and she's my property and seeing her eyes light up and her face blush profusely. I love manhandling her off of the couch and onto the floor in between my legs while we watch TV. She feels so seen when I do and say those things because she has a deep need to be degraded for me as much as I have a deep desire to degrade her.

And truth be told degradation is a learning experience to figure out how to balance when they're so head over heels for you. It takes a lot of practice and intentionality to reach a point where we're both prioritizing the other's needs correctly in a dynamic where they're deferent to me while I'm caring for them and to do so in a way that we're not only surviving, but we're thriving.

So it's also a kink you must finetune the balancing of the give and take for each individual. But it's so INTANGIBLY worth it when you can have both a healthy relationship and also have that deep primal satisfaction that comes from someone staying degraded and subservient in the relationship that BOTH partners desire.

It's hard to describe the emotion that it conjures up in people who seek this kink out, but I liken it to a state of subdued, passive euphoria. It just feels right in your core being. It feels like constant warm comfort and the absence of anxiety and the presence of someone else being proud of you. And it feels dysphoric when you're in situations with your degradation partner where that dynamic is not present.

Degradation is literally the "would you love me if I was a worm" of kinks. Yah I'd love the fuck out of you if you were a worm, and I'll prove it to you. Because if you're as "low" as a worm is, then you're going to do my bidding and I'm going to be authoritative over you. Now look, you did my bidding and I lowered you beneath me, but my love, support, adoration, and respect for you has not changed at all. I literally would love you just the same as if you were a worm. I would give you the best home a worm could have and decorate it how you'd like, make sure you're fed only the best worm food, I'd study on what worms need and history of worms, become an expert on worms and write down my own findings, and join support groups for people whose partners have also become worms.

There's no level you could lower yourself to that could stop my love from reaching you, and that's what our degradation means to our relationship. So lick the dirt off of my boot and call yourself inferior to me, I'm not going to judge you for it, I see the amazing person you are underneath and that's why you're my toy beneath me and under my care.

how adorable

your happily ever after is me overstimulating you until your mind melts. until your voice is hoarse from screaming, until your cunt is swollen and dripping and still clenching desperately around me even when it hurts

no prince. no rescue

"eyes on me, darling. that’s it… keep looking at me while i slide deeper inside you."

"focus. you’re going to take every inch slowly and properly. breathe through it like a good student."

"very good… feel how perfectly you’re stretching around me ? now relax your hips and let me in all the way. there we go."

"don’t look away. i want to watch your pretty face while i teach this soaking cunt how to take me."

"nice and steady now. match my rhythm, that's it. good girl… you’re doing so well for me."

"shhh, i know it’s deep, you poor angel. but you can take it. you’re my best student, aren’t you ? show me how much you’ve learnt."

My tits in pain

They are more sensitive every hour when I put the clamps back on. weighing down my tits. Pulling on my nipples. Swaying with every movement