shhh…

saw a post a few weeks back about rolling a die (or 2) to see how many times you have to say your safe word before your dom stops and holy fuck… especially when i don’t know so my anxiety goes up with each thrust, each time they “ignore” me

humping his boots, whining and stuffing my face in his bulge, dragging my tongue over the fabric, and looking up at him as i beg to suck him off

please don’t be shy to send anons/asks about anything at all ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

rubbing myself to the thought of a man sharing me with his friends, holding me in his lap and cooing to me as his friends use my boycunt and mouth

so high, so horny

thinking about how my abusive ex trained me to respond to a short, high pitched whistle he made like when calling a dog. safe to say i can’t go near dog parks without damn near giving myself whiplash

someone put their boot on my cunt