A Good Boy

a boot is a kind of sex toy if you think about it

"oh you get wet/hard just from kissing?" yes tf? I'm in love with you

someone do this to me and i'll love you forever i am not kidding

sigh if only I had someone to guide and overstim me for hoursssss....

oh gods i need to fuck the everloving heavens out of the sweetest boy right now. watch as i let him absolutely submit his body to me as his offering and not even acknowledge his humanity. what for? all he’s here for is to be my fuckable sleeve as i strip his conscience away under my claws. here to let me tear his thoughts off with my teeth and use that beautiful cunt on him to empty my frustrations into. i need to defile him so deeply he’ll become unrecognizable to the saints he admires. to train his body into craving no divinity other than my cock, and force his god to forsake another son.

making a pretty boy touch himself for my entertainment, telling him to imagine it’s me touching him just to hear his frustrated, whiney cries about it just doesn’t feel the same, his shaky begs between sobs for me to touch him, crying my name out, how nothing could make him feel as good as i make him feel, all while giving me a show. adorable.

you should come within biting range. no reason

Oh my fetish? It's people with fetishes. Love a freak I can fluster by doing something innocuous

Bringing this back because NOTHING is more hot than someone with a clearly defined fetish I can play into. I want you stuttering and begging for it as I'm completely unaffected.

Dream situation is laying on someone and they force the joint or the pen into my mouth and hold my nose shut. that or on my kness the position don't matter as much as getting my clothes stripped off while im force fed weed till im helpless n smooth brained like a puppy and hardly awake. I get unbelievably horny when im sleepy idk why.

Mock sympathy is so attractive, “oh you poor thing” yes hello I am WET and ROCK HARD

how do people not know where the clit is like it’s right there. it’s not even funny it’s right there

they call me service dog because i. i. yeah..

Alright who’s gonna volunteer to leave lipstick stains on my face and neck and biceps and tummy and thighs and

him feeding you frosting from his birthday cake with his fingers; breathless smile plastered on his face as you suck on his digits, your eyes tender as you look up him. and his cock is so hard, he wants to ask everyone to leave so he can fuck you