Buz

DNI: MINORS & CISHET MEN

anons are open and encouraged, as for dms it depends on how good your opening line is. i DO NOT send pics, but i’m open to receiving them

if you send anon or dm a min/max edges, orgasms, denials, etc, for a day i will do them🫡

terms i use: good boy, pretty boy. DONT say tdick. it’s my dick & my cunt and i want you to suck on it even after i tell you it’s too much and i can’t handle it anymore and make me regret asking you to and really any feminine or masculine adjectives associated with praise

i’m a sub who’s brain will stop working the second you give me an ounce of praise

interests: praise, fr33 use, forcemasc, overstim, edging & denial, cockwarming & strapwarming, cnc, stuck in a wall, t4t, breeding, intox(but usually only aphrodisiacs), and the occasional moster fucking

absolute boundary: inc3st, scat, incest, hard degradation, intox(alcohol, weed, drugs, etc.)

initially i was shy and would have conversations with people who would be shocked or uncomfortable when i started to bring it up. once i switched strategies to being a living fleshlight, everything got much easier, but it’s much more embarrassing so i only do it when i really want to cum.

once people realize what power i am consenting to giving to them, they always add conditions. “you have permission to cum, but only while you say on this bus” from a busty business woman who took out both airpods to listen to me struggle. “you have permission, but i have to watch the whole time, and use this” from body builder covered in sweat from the gym who pulled out a pink thick 9” dildo hiding in his bag. “but it has to be while bouncing on my cock. if i’m letting you do this then you need to earn it like a real man by keeping my cum buried deep inside you” from an overweight older man at a grocery store who managed to get his hands under my binder and tug my nipples while still in the store. “from only my fingers giving you a handjob, while you give me a handjob too” while sitting on a park bench watching her fiancé play recreational soccer. “be a good boy and eat my ass while cumming” from a goth girl in the library who also pushed a vibrator she kept on her against my dick. “only if we all get a turn to use you first, then you can cum after” first from a local college frat, then the same request from the college’s sorority. “you can cum, but you won’t be punished only if you cum 10 times in the next 2 hours, starting now. don’t worry pretty boy, i’ll keep track for you” from a man already groping and grinding his long hard cock into me, keeping me pinned against his truck

if i just had someone thinking for me while i’m brainless and dumb, this would be easier. saying “awww, does pretty boy want to cum? but that’s not want pretty boys need, remember? this is my cunt, and i know what’s best, right? good boy. it needs to stay wet and needy to be healthy. i’m going play with you for a bit longer, so just relax, mmm, that’s it, fuck… good boy, staying so wet for me…” so while i’m sucking on your cock i have to take my hands off of myself and put them behind my back, which only makes me squirm and moan more against them. i only return my hands to my dick once i come down from the edge again, following my orders. the whole time looking up with big doe eyes, desperate for any kind of sympathy that’s never coming.

since then i’ve done everything you’ve asked to prove my worthiness. i’ve cockwarmed you for hours while you played video games, you’ve used me thoroughly every morning you’ve had morning wood even if i’m not awake yet, i’ve started wearing more revealing clothing, you’ve groped me at your leisure and i always lean in and moan softly from it, and mid conversation all you need to do is put ur hand on my head and i’ll sink to the floor and let you force my head up and down the length of your cock.

if you choose to cum on me, i’ve learned not to lick it off because you like having your property marked. once a piece of clothing has a cum stain, i’m not allowed to wash it. you also frequently check if i’m still wet, which i always am now. i used to try to figure out the correct answer, but i gave up once you decided you needed to stick your fingers go into my cunt for a proper examination.

a couple times a week you give me head, and every time i think i’m finally worthy, but every time you pull off my dick at the last second and laugh while i struggle against the ropes you’ve used to tie my limbs apart. “mm, i think pretty boy still doesn’t know his place, hm? still sooo needy. tsk tsk, oh well, maybe next time” you walk out of the room to my whimpers and pleas to let me cool down before untying me.

i would wear a remote controlled vibe on my dick 24/7, and when i do good, you turn it on for a few seconds at whatever level you feel is appropriate. you ask for a glass of water? a snack? help with a chore? run an errand for you because you’re caught up with something else? you turn it on low for a few seconds once it’s completed with a soft “good boy”, and you get to watch me slowly fall apart with hungry eyes and that cocky smirk you’re not even trying to hide. there’s no need to.

then you change to direct commands. “do the dishes, pretty boy”, “wash your face, pretty boy” then you go to one or two word commands “trash, pretty boy” means take out the trash, “read this, pretty boy” means to sit and read whatever you’ve handed me with you, and “stay, pretty boy” is self explanatory.

then there’s the other commands. the commands that warrant greater and longer buzzes. for example,

“lap, pretty boy”

“kneel, pretty boy”

“open, pretty boy”

“louder, pretty boy”

or if i successfully stay put after you tell me to while watching you slowly jerk yourself off.

you started off with sucking me dick to secure yourself one load. as your pumping your cock into me, i keep cumming, securing you some more time. you get a bit cocky and use my other holes, and that’s how you started loosing your advantage. as you grip my hair pulling me on and off your dick you remind me “pretty boy you look so good sucking me off. mmm, some men were made to take cock.”

with them being so short, my ass checks are clear and on display for you to slap and grope at your leisure. i am at your disposal, just something to play with to your satisfaction.

you made sure to buy the cheapest shorts possible, and you keep a stock pile of them, so at any point you can rip, tear, and cum on on them at any time, ensuring easy access to my holes all the time. this also means i can leak onto them without worry, but you usually prefer i wear the damaged ones around. it’s only once you can’t pull up on them anymore that i have to change to a new pair

one day i got bored of jerking myself off and took its place. i heard the door open, some things being moved around, and then after some silence, a finger going through my folds and just over my dick. i bit down on the sheets to muffle myself. “mm, still wet. mm, oh well.” then pushed a large amount of lube into my cunt and ass.

those that are found out are usually blackmailed. this usually means being a hidden desk pet throughout all their work hours, giving the blackmail-er keys to his apartment, sometimes moving somewhere new entirely, suffering enjoying countless toys being used on him when his betters are unavailable, and if being used by a high ranking official, being used in trade negotiations.

he quickly learns that he is just a cum dump for his superiors. he greedily sucks on balls when presented to him, will lock his legs around anyone hitting his cervix unless tied down to make sure they don’t pull out, and he will always fail an stifling a moan when the remote controlled vibrator on his dick turns on. as long as his betters are the ones controlling his food, then he won’t even notice the aphrodisiac they’ve been giving him that keep him tight, wet, and hard all the time.

no, you can’t eat my cum, that isn’t nutritious…

NO. let go of my pants, i’ll go microwave-STOP IT. i’m microwaving some left overs, and THEN if you still want my cum you can have it…

no, you have to have the leftovers first…