Moonlight Pet

When you've been kidnapped and shoved in a trunk but the other girl is just too pretty....

Rope and photo @knottydevil

"I bought a 10 inch dildo last night just for this"

"How high do you think we can crank the voltage on this before she gives out?"

"You know she probably wont even talk for weeks after this right"?

i had a fun weekend and i guess this counts for tummy tuesday? i was also caned, spanked, and hurt in other ways, hope yall like my noises! i hope this doesnt get nuked, i censored the offending bits

you’d been trying so hard to stay present. answering my questions. keeping up with me. doing so well for a while. and then somewhere along the way something just…shifted. the answers got slower. the sentences shorter. until eventually there was nothing left. just you looking up at me with those glazed pretty eyes and your mouth slightly open and not a single word behind it.

pressing my fingers to your lips. watching you take them without thinking. no hesitation. your mouth opening and accepting them naturally. sucking soft and slow and steady while i watch what’s left of you settle.

“can you tell me my name?”

watching you try. genuinely try. brow furrowing. tongue still moving around my fingers. searching for something that was right there an hour ago and isn’t anymore. a small frustrated sound building in your throat when it doesn’t come.

“hey.” so soft. stroking your cheek with my free hand. “it’s okay. you don’t need to find it. i’ve got you. you don’t have to think anymore.”

watching that frustration dissolve. watching your whole body exhale something it had been holding without knowing it. eyes going even more glassy. shoulders dropping. surrendering to it.

“there you are.”

starting to move against you slowly. feeling you respond immediately. hips tilting up without any instruction. body so far ahead of your brain right now. knowing exactly what it needs even when you don’t have the words for it anymore.

“look at how well you’re taking it. you’re doing so perfectly.”

a moan around my fingers. low and helpless and so unguarded. hips starting to roll. chasing the feeling without even realizing you’re doing it.

“that’s it. don’t think. don’t try. you don’t have to do anything except feel good and stay right here with me. that’s your only job right now. can you do that?”

a small nod. barely. eyes half closed. not sure you even fully understood the question but trusting me anyway. following anyway.

going deeper. watching your eyes flutter. watching tears start to slide down without any warning. not from pain. not from anything bad. just from how much it all is. how overwhelming. how good. how safe it feels to be this far gone with someone who has you completely.

“i know. i know baby. you’re okay. i’ve got you. you’re so good. so so good.”

you making a broken sound around my fingers. hips moving more desperately now. chasing it. needing it. not even aware of how beautiful you look right now. L

“that’s it. you’re doing so well. i’m so proud of you.”

feeling you clench around me. feeling how close you are. keeping the same pace. making you feel every single second of it.

“stay with me. right here. eyes on me.”

your eyes finding mine. barely focusing. so glassy. so soft. so completely empty of everything except feeling.

“good girl. there you are. i’ve got you.”

finishing with my fingers on your tongue and your whole body shaking. a sound you couldn’t have held back if you tried. hips stuttering. fingers gripping my arm. riding it out without any grace or composure left.

staying right there through every second of it. not moving. not pulling away. letting you have all of it.

after. when the shaking slows. when your grip loosens. when your breathing starts to find its way back.

pulling my fingers away slowly. watching you chase them slightly before catching yourself. pressing a soft kiss to your lips instead.

“hi pretty girl.”

nothing back. just a small sound. eyes still glassy. still not quite here.

“that’s okay. you don’t have to be back yet.”

pulling you close. your face finding my neck immediately. hands gripping my shirt loosely.

wrapping both arms around you. holding you warm and steady while you come back slowly.

pressing kisses to your hair. your forehead. both of your cheeks.

“such a good bunny. so perfect. i’m so proud of you. you did so well for me.”

you making the softest sound against my neck. pressing closer.

not back yet. not needing to be.

You know that tgirl your with. The sweet one (arnt they all) thats desperate to please? Has difficulties accepting touch? And who's head is always full of sad and complicated thoughts?

You need to help her out. So be real sweet to her. Make out a little if she likes that, do whatever softens her up. Ask her what she wants what helps her feel all intimate

Then we're gonna teach her to feel good

You should bind her wrists and angkles ever so softly to the bed posts, give her toom to squirm but not escape, she might want to pull away but she needs to learn to feel angelic.

Keep being sweet to her, praise her, give her little kisses.

Now comes the less sweet part. Take a big powerful corded vibrator wand. Your going to use it on her clit (if shes okay with being touched there of course) and your going to experiment, run it up and down, find her favourite spots, find her favourite settings.

Make her feel so good she glows. Make her squirm in those bonds. Make her bite and ache and pull away but we do not stop. She needs to learn to feel good. She needs a break from thinking.

So you keep praising her and pushing that wand in and dont you dare stop until shes a melted little puddle. She shouldn't remember her name. She should be so blissed out and praised out that her head is a soft cotton candy fog of bliss.

If she likes anal touch her there too. Work her prostate as you wand her.

You should buy her a specialised prostate toy

She has never felt this good before and it id your privilege to do so. Keep making her feel good dont let her pull away from the vibes. Praise her. Respond to her. Learn her body like an instrument.

If she asks to do something to or for you you say no

This is all about her

About her bliss about her needs as a woman. About making her feel so good her brain shuts off.

You get the privilege of doing it to her