Something I’ve been fantasizing about…

A wittle CNC based or Roll Playing:

when they check in with "Color?" and I sob "green" because I am so fucking turned on from the torture (♥ω♥*)

being a tickle masochist is so fun ★⌒ヽ(●’､＾●)Kiss!

pick their outfits, pick their meals, pick when they get to cum

They tie her to her bed spread eagled whenever she misbehaves and, under the pretense of "ensuring she's still fair and pure" nestle next to her and satisfy their sadistic urges by taking advantage of her wide open legs by dragging feathers up and down her exposed and defenceless pussy lips.

Hushing her complaints and delighting in her helpless forced laughter by patronizing her that "we're responsible for your royal conduct and fertility, princess. Please, stop being so immature, just let it out"

The feathers moving in practiced motions, intentionally soft and unbearable, their movement denying her the release she needs.

Oh, the satisfaction of her maids, knowing they're reducing her to a feral animal merely with such soft, soft swishes. Cruelly even spreading her poor swollen lips open and feathering inside, rivers of glistening yet unfulfilled orgasmic submission slowly dripping down her inner thighs.

"This is for your own good. We need to get the bad humours out of you. Please, be a good girl and just try to relax"

You want to break me slowly. featherlight touches at first, teasing my nerves until I’m trembling, already gasping before you even really begin.

You want to watch me fight it, try to stay still, try to stay strong, and fail spectacularly as the laughter and the helplessness take over.

Every plea, every desperate twist of my body, will only feed your desire to keep going.

Soft whispers against my ear. Fingertips just barely dragging along my skin.

A slow, careful torment designed to build and build in intensity. To strip me of every defence, until I’m nothing but wild laughter and wordless begging beneath you.

"please, please, please" you whisper, but i ignore you, my touch light, almost non-existent

i watch as your hips buck, trying to meet my finger, but i pull back, a cruel smile on my face. 'not yet,' i say, my voice firm.

you whimper, your body aching with need

i increase the pressure slightly, just enough to make you gasp, but not enough to satisfy. i torture you, bringing you to the edge of pleasure, only to pull back, leaving you desperate and begging. your clit is mine to tease, mine to torment, mine to control

how cute

you mean a hand around your throat while i kiss you slow ? a little pressure while you moan so sweetly for me ?

no, no. see, i like choking

i like watching your eyes go wide the moment you realize this isn’t a game

i like pressing just a little harder when you’re seconds from cumming, when your thighs are shaking and your voice catches in your throat

because i own that throat now

i like the way your hands flutter, unsure if you’re supposed to pull away or hold me closer. the way you go quiet, obedient, floaty

and i love how every time you gasp for air, you thank me with a fresh mess between your legs

don’t worry, darling doll. i’ll let you breathe

eventually

you needn't ask

just be good

When her friends asked her if she would dare to play bondage strip poker, she thought “the chances of losing a poker game aren’t very big, and if so some simple rope ties should be escapable , so why not I’m a pretty good poker player “.

She only didn’t ask what happens to the loser… and said immediately: “let’s play “

She started losing pretty quickly, which meant she was having bad luck today or her friends were cheating…. Because she was losing her clothes very quickly.

And once’s she was tied up, she noticed it was inescapable and she is going to be kept tied up for many hours… something she wished she had checked beforehand, and then she noticed her friends were throwing her clothes in a fire basket… she tries to ask: “what are you doing with my clothes? In a strip poker game is very common you put your clothes back on afterwards, no one said I could lose my clothes permanently!”