Not necessarily *your* Dad, daddy, or Daddy, but I play one on TV.
cis+, genx, lurking around 50
Asks and DMs are open.
Fuck TERFs, fuck MAGA, and fuck you if you're either.
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@dpm4all thought he'd be Mister Dom McDomly Dominant (BSc, SSc) and roll up in my DMs, dick swinging, balls to the breeze, confident he was Mister Man of Master Mountain, a zero-post god among men, so wildly, desperately, flagrantly masculine that he has titled his blog "SUPREME DOM."
Trump Voter behavior
The reading comprehension was my first clue, as anyone who's been here for more than three hours knows how I roll, and this is possibly the most wrong it's possible to be.
Trump Voter behavior
But how about that intro, huh? Right to the wildly incorrect point!
Mister Dom McDomly Dominant (BSc, SSc) is.... looking to own and dominate a sissy without preamble.
Trump Voter behavior
Note the "will" in that second message. The bald-faced audacity of thinking you can tell someone, sissy or not, what to do without preamble, immediately upon meeting them.
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You are a predator and a loser.
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Daddy doesn't put up with entitlement or stupidity, but you fucked up and aimed at me and my whole fucking raft of male privilege.
You've obviously done this before, and you'd damn well better never do it again, to anyone.
its not fair that alcohol cures my anxiety for only short periods of time
I mean, there's an obvious answer to that.
But, to answer this more seriously, while I'm still sober enough to do so...
When you start drinking next (I suggest "now"), think about your anxiety. Put the anxiety itself in the pear wiggler and rotate it in your mind.
See what makes it tick.
Look for cracks.
Pry that fucker open like you're at a crawfish boil.
(There's probably a therapy term for this approach, but none of mine ever employed it, so I came up with it on my own, because this is how my brain works.)
Keep drinking.
What part of your anxiety does alcohol/substances get rid of fastest?
Or quiets the most?
Or turns into something you can play with?
As you get drunker/more stoned/etc., you get less anxious while you study it, in novel, drunken ways.
You don't need to break down everything right away! but this is a technique you can practice and use, even when you're sober.
its not fair that alcohol cures my anxiety for only short periods of time
I mean, there's an obvious answer to that.
But, to answer this more seriously, while I'm still sober enough to do so...
When you start drinking next (I suggest "now"), think about your anxiety. Put the anxiety itself in the pear wiggler and rotate it in your mind.
See what makes it tick.
Look for cracks.
Pry that fucker open like you're at a crawfish boil.
(There's probably a therapy term for this approach, but none of mine ever employed it, so I came up with it on my own, because this is how my brain works.)
Keep drinking.
What part of your anxiety does alcohol/substances get rid of fastest?
Or quiets the most?
Or turns into something you can play with?
As you get drunker/more stoned/etc., you get less anxious while you study it, in novel, drunken ways.
You don't need to break down everything right away! but this is a technique you can practice and use, even when you're sober.
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Okay, ghostdragon007 has a full detailed post on his blog where he admits to beating and sexually assaulting his wife. I saw him pop up, checked the blog cause I was curious, and stumbled across his admission post. Immediately thought you would probably wanna know.
Feel free to post this or just keep it to yourself, I just knew I’d wanna know if it was someone that I was talking to.
Thank you for telling me. I just searched for it and I found the post. I didn’t even read all of it before I started blocking and deleting.
My hands are shaking and I feel fucking disgusted. I know people who interact here kind of cross over and talk to each other, so I’m posting this.
Im not going to link the post cause its bad, and its exactly what this anon is saying.
Hey I saw a blog called @/archangelthorn2 today and I’m 99% sure it’s the same guy so I looked around for this post.
I am not trying to start a witch hunt but this guy makes me uncomfortable and I really want people to be aware of who they’re interacting with. I don’t think this guy has a place in the community.
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cw: public sex, cnc, vibrator, messy overstimulation
The words blur a bit as I stare at the page for longer than normal, shifting as I bite my lip to stop from whining. My eyes dart across the table to his smug face as he turns the page of his own book. A frustrated sound leaves my throat as shifting in my seat does nothing to stifle the steady vibrations throbbing through my core.
Once more, I try to focus on the words before me, setting down the book in a weak attempt to try and take notes. As soon as my pen hits my notebook, the vibrations increase and I almost snap the pen in half as I grip tightly at the table to try and ground myself. My breath comes out in soft pants as I bite back the moans threatening to spill out.
"What's wrong, sunshine? You seem a bit ill," he whispers from across the table, acting concerned as I also notice some other people noticing my disheveled state. I glare daggers at him, but he hides his bites back a sadistic smirk as he tilts his head to the side.
"I'm..." my voice trembles as he increases the setting to max, "f-fine. I just.. n-need to go.. splash some water on my face."
On unsteady legs, I wobble away from the table, but he does nothing to lessen the intense stimulation filling me. The bathroom is in reach, I pick up my pace as I get closer, praying that some cold water will at least soothe the heat rushing through my body. The relief is short lived as I am yanked back into the darkness of one of the aisles of books. The titles blur until I'm pinned between him and the bookshelf.
"What do you think you're doing?" he tilts my chin up when I refuse to look at him. He takes in my glassy eyes and trembling lip with a satisfied sigh, "Do you really think a little cold water can save you?"
Reluctantly, I shake my head in denial as he presses into me, his hand prying my thighs apart as it slides up my skirt. His fingers glide across the soaked material of my panties before pushing past it, massaging the slippery folds of my pussy with a soft groan. "You're absolutely soaked, darling," he murmurs against my ear, his hot breath causing a shiver to rush through my body, "such a fucking slut."
"N-no..." I whine a bit, trying to grab his hand to push it away, but he's already pulling it back, sucking his fingers clean as his eyes darken carnally. My hands still cling to his arm as I watch him, holding my breath a bit as my stomach clenches in excitement.
"Turn around," he murmurs, voice husky with desire.
"W-we could... get caught," I whisper in a panic, shaking my head as I clench my thighs closed tightly as another wave of pleasure rushes through me from the vibrator.
"I said..." his voice is firm and lethal as he yanks me around, pressing my body harder into the books, "turn around."
Suddenly, the vibrations stop, and I feel a strange calmness wash over me as I try to regain my bearings. The relief is short lived as I feel him ram deep inside me, easily as my wetness sucks him in. My mouth opens with a loud cry, but he quickly clamps a hand over it to muffle the sounds.
"Shhhh," he chastises, "you're the one worried about us getting caught."
Despite his words, he rolls his hips, thrusting in aggressively and unapologetically which draws more muffled moans from my throat as he pins me between him and the bookshelf. Every thrust sends me careening closer to the edge as my eyes roll back in my head.
I claw at his hand at my mouth, trying to reason with him, to remind him of the risks. He grabs my chin then, tilting my head back until he can look down at me as he pauses in his thrusting, "What is it?"
"They.. they have cameras," I whimper, shifting on my tiptoes from the angle he has me in.
"I don't really care, sunshine," he responds with a small smirk, "I guess they get to watch as I turn you into my dumb little slut."
His hand slides down to my throat, applying consistent pressure as he gives me a brief messy kiss before pushing me back into position, pumping into me with renewed vigor, almost as if punishing me for interrupting him. His hand on my throat squeezes, stifling some of the obscene cries that leave my throat as he groans next to my ear. His other hand wraps tightly around my waist to hold me in place against him as he uses me as leverage to slam in deeper, harder, abusing my cervix as the pain makes my pussy clench tighter around his cock.
"Fuck.." he hisses, nuzzling a bit into my neck as he begins to kiss, suck, bite, marking up the sensitive flesh there. I grip tightly at the bookshelves for stability as my whole body quivers against him from his frenzied thrusts. The fuzzy feeling of his hand tightening around my throat in combination with the abusive tempo of his cock pummeling my tight walls has me crashing over the edge.
A desperate cry leaves my throat, coming out as a garbled whine from his hold on me as my juices gush down my thighs, my body almost violently trembling with my release from all the torment up to this point. His hand releases my throat, instead opting to hold me tightly to him as he fucks me through my climax until he stills, pushing in so deep I see stars as I feel his hot cum filling me while he moans softly against my shoulder.
As he pulls out, my pussy clenches in protest of his absence as I look up at him with a pout, my whole body aching for more. "Go get cleaned up," he murmurs, placing a gentle kiss against my cheek as he urges me towards the bathroom with a cocky smirk. With a rather blank and confused look at him, I take some shaky steps to the bathroom.
As I reach the door, my legs threaten to give out when I feel the vibrations start again at max. "Shit!" I squeak in surprise as I feel my body tense and shake at the pleasure pounding through my clit. Shaking my head, I force myself inside the room to clean up, but instead find myself curled up on my knees as I whine desperately, clutching at my pussy as I feel it clench and spasm.
The door opening startles me and I glance up with wide, terrified eyes. "Aw, you can't even manage a simple task," he scolds, leaning against the bathroom door as he admires me in my desperation. The lock clicking into place echoes in the room, "Let me help you."
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if you're teaching someone something like the stoplight system you can make it fun and sexy. explain the premise. green=go, yellow=slow down/can’t take any more of that right now, red=full stop. start touching them. whisper "what's your color?" in their ear. they're going to say green. start groping them. what's your color? pinch their nipples. what's your color? bite their neck. what's your color? start slapping their ass. what's your color? go harder. what's your color? they're gunna become a babbling mess eventually. they're only going to get rewarded when they answer your question, though. if they stop responding to "what's your color?" then stop until they do. it's a silly sexy way to build trust with someone and get them comfortable with safewording.
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