charlie 🐾

soft sexual kink

I would Die™️ to need to ask to come, even knowing the answer will always be "yes"

Being told to "give it up"/'give it to me" when I'm so close to coming

Being praised and called sweet thing and blushing and scrunching my nose because praise makes me shy and squirmy and embarrassed and blushy

Asking for what I want from a scene like an adult and then getting it, relaxing into it because there are no surprises, nothing to brace myself for, and I can trust my dom to handle things while I'm soft and small

"don't muffle yourself, those noises are mine, give them to me"

Hickeys!!!! across my shoulders and chest and stomach and thighs!!!

Giving someone an orgasm as they walk me through pleasing them, not having to worry about being good at it because they tell me how to please them, they tell me what to do and all I need to do is listen, and I'm so good at listening

Getting to worship someone who deserves it and being able to ask how to do it better, knowing I will never be made to feel like I've failed

Kneeling and being quiet and soft!!!!

Come on boy, you know you can do it, just one more. No no no, holding my wrist is not going to make me stop, now you gotta cum one more time as punishment. That's it! Good boy! I'm so proud of you my good boy, relax, breath. Look how wet you are, but we can definitely get another one right? Oww don't cry prince, it's okay I'm here babe, just one more okay?

So today I tripped. Fell flat on my face, it was awful but ultimately harmless. My service dog, however, is trained to go get an adult if I have a seizure, and he assumed this was a seizure (were training him to do more to care for me, but we didn’t learn I had epilepsy until a year after we got him)

I went after him after I had dusten off my jeans and my ego, and I found him trying to get the attention of a very annoyed woman. She was swatting him away and telling him to go away. So I feel like I need to make this heads up

If a service dog without a person approaches you, it means the person is down and in need of help

learning every trick and touch that makes you melt, lines blurring between your pleasure and theirs as they see you fall apart, all thanks to them. a part of them brags at the fact that their lips, their hands, and their words are what get you like this. but another part is racing with the other, trying to be better and trying to get you somewhere no one else ever will. they completely give in, making you a mess that's so purposeful to you that it's guaranteed no one else will come close to it. it's something only you two will have, and that makes it a million times more hazy.

"You're such a good boy. say it back."