Quinn 19 | He/They | Queerer than you

Edging isn’t for you.

Denial isn’t for you.

Pain isn’t for you.

Anal isn’t for you.

Oral isn’t for you.

You’re also not a bad sub if you need to safeword, if your limits are different today, if you have chronic conditions or mental health struggles that limit you more than you’d like.

Like you couldn’t do it to yourself, even if you tried. And that turns me on. Knowing I have complete control over you. Holding your hips down as I continue to suck and lick at your most sensitive parts, getting off on how loud your sobs get due to the torturous mix of pain and pleasure.

I think I just like the idea of someone making me with intention, with a plan and goals. Building me from the ground up, knowing what they want and what they don't. Studying the results, taking note of the changes, being proud of the thing they've brought into existence.

Push ups where he forces you to kiss his boot each time you’re at the bottom to count one. Forcing you to spend each push-up low for longer and longer, each kiss deeper than the last until his boots are practically polished. Both of them.

Sit-ups and crunches that clearly have some other motive, since he keeps slowly spreading your legs as you do each exercise. Eventually he moves his hands to feel between your thighs to “make sure your form is proper”. Even though your hardening tdick probably isn’t meant to be part of the exercise. Nor the wet spot just under it that he teasingly remarks as “working up quite a sweat”.

Squats where your trainer is directly below you, explaining away that it will be the best way to observe you. Even if that means your ass will be lowering directly onto his crotch (don’t make it gay, dude). Keeping you at an even pace but slowly making you go slower or faster depending on his whims. A couple times, he even has you stay at the bottom of your squat and hold it. Just long enough for him to grind into you a little. His hands on your hips, guiding your body to ensure his own pleasure.

Even something as little as grabbing water is used to humiliate you. He insists that you drink from a bottle he prepared specifically for you. And the only way he’ll let you have a drink from it? By kneeling in front of him and letting him squeeze the bottle into your mouth. A bottle which just so happens to be at dick level, so he can see the embarrassment on your face as he squirts it into your mouth. Every comment about how much of a good boy you’re being and how much you ought to swallow causing a new ember of shame to rise to your face.