save a horse, ride a cowboy

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✩ Hey there, my name is Cowboy. You can call me Cowboy, or Daddy.

This blog is my safe space! Men & Minors DNI.

I'm a butch lesbian, they/he pronouns, in my late twenties, and located in Europe.

I am a switch, and this blog is for me to explore and grow more comfortable and confident in my dominant side.

Ageless blogs will be blocked.

Anyone who is homophobic, transphobic, racist, sexist, ableist, or caught bullying in my comments, will be blocked. I have absolutely zero tolerance for that.

I am NOT SEXTING in dms. Please don't take any flirting seriously, I'm not looking. (My anons however are there for you to send me whatever your heart desires.)

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Gosh I wish I could be your free use cumdup

aw thank you! i try my best💜

im sure its fine if daddy slides his cock into you while you're asleep, yeah? your body so obviously wants it. and i just cant help myself around you.

Yes, that means I'm gonna fuck you senseless, until the only thing you can remember is my name. But it's more than that. God, it's so so much more than that.

To be allowed to dominate is the ultimate show of trust. Your submission was never something that I expected of you. I never asked for it. You gave it to me, offered it of your own accord. You saw the person that I am, with all my faults and flaws, and still decided to give yourself to me. Your submission is a precious gift, a blessing, something so sacred and beautiful. I am constantly reminded of just how lucky I am to be trusted and loved so deeply by you. And in return, I love you even more.

I am your dom. I am your protector. I am your fiercest champion. There is nothing in this world I would not do for you. You are my reason to live, to breathe, to exist. I am utterly, hopelessly obsessed with you.

My love. My bunny. My sub. My everything.

"we're done when i say we're done"

"i bet you have one more in you, dont you baby?"

you cant even muster a response.

but i can tell from those pretty sounds you're making that you dont want me to stop.

this hand wrapped around your throat, while the other is busy pumping my fingers into you💜