the absolutely mind-breaking combination of an aphrodesiac and numbing cream
swelling desperation and overwhelming horniness, heat radiating from every inch of your skin. panting, pupils dilated, covered in a sheen of sweat as the drugs make your pussy ache and your mind go blank with the need to be filled and stretched and bred
but as you reach down to feel the growing wetness between your legs, you're hit with the horrifying realization that you can't feel the touch. panicking, you rub your clit and shove your fingers into your dripping hole, but the only feeling you get is a cramp in your hand from the harsh thrusting
no relief. no satisfaction. no stimulation whatsoever. just pure, agonizing, inescapable horniness
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You don't understand why when you get horny your eyes roll back, your tongue rolls out, and you start to get mindless?
The answer for that is quite simple, you see, you are just a silly toy! Isn't that wonderful? All you have to do is edge all day and make cute faces while at it.
So... Go on, start touching yourself stupid, dear. I will be here to take care of the thinking, darling.
Vet for high risk play. If you don't have the utmost trust in someone, control what you're putting in your own body and know where it all came from.
Check for interactions. Yes, this means sharing complete information about whatever medications the person getting drugged is on. No, the interactions are not always intuitive. Yes, this includes things like alcohol. Ideally, ask your doctor about interactions with whatever you're about to play with- they're trained in spotting interactions, you're probably not. (ETA- @vekarin-striae mentioned that pharmacists are often cheaper, more specialized, and less invasive to talk to about drug interactions.)
If you've checked the interactions yourself, assume you might have missed something. Even if you've gotten your doctor to check, be aware they might have missed something. I once caught a potassium deficiency issue in someone's existing medication that their doctor prescribed them.
ROUND 1- Use it for its own sake before you play with it. Spend the time together and set yourself up for success: easy access to food, water, comfort media, and comfortable places to sit and lie down. Know how long it should last. Get someone who's used it before to tripsit if you can. Don't give yourself any tasks that involve new skills. Be ready to offer yourself or your partner a redirect from negative or anxious trains of thought.
Know what a good time on your drug physically looks and feels like. This is crucial, because things might go sideways in a way you're not expecting. Don't just be watching for specific signs of an overdose (though those are worth keeping in mind too)- if something seems wrong, get help. Seconds matter and you're probably not a professional.
Similarly: if the drug is at all sedative, or a downer, or long-lasting, and they're unconscious before it's out of their system, check for breathing and check for pulse. Also, your risk profile is your own, but I don't fuck around with hard sedatives- there's too fine a line between which body systems they shut down.
Start with a low-to-standard dose, and adjust doses for any relevant interactions (e.g. estradiol approximately halves liver tolerance [alcohol, weed, diphenhydramine]).
In order to avoid dependence issues, I wait a default of two weeks between recreational uses of any drug. (I only count caffeine here if I'm having more than two cups of tea in a day.)
ROUND 2- Play with it scripted and above board before you play with it in an explicitly cnc way. Your communication and mental state will have shifted, and you'll need to learn to accommodate that; make sure you try things out without added communication barriers first. Also, make sure to talk about how everything went afterwards when you're both sober!
If you're going to adjust doses, do it slowly and carefully. Most easily accessible recreational drugs can be incremented by half the standard dose. Some drugs are incredibly sensitive to fine adjustments; this is why Fentanyl, for example, is so dangerous and not recommended to use.
ROUND 3- Don't get comfortable. Try to have as peaceful and relaxed an experience as you want, and keep an eye on things as you play with different emotional states- but DEFINITELY continue to keep an eye on safety. It doesn't stop being a concern because you've done it once and everything went fine.
ETA- Mind how drugs affect things like pain tolerance! You might miss important signals from your body. Also, pay attention to overlap with your neurotype when planning and risk profiling. You might desire or achieve different effects depending on your own specific brain.
How about one where Mc ties up Pierrot to play with him? He expresses that he can break out of restraints easy peasy and Mc tells him that they know that, and they also know that he won't because he's a Good Boy that does what he's told and stays where he's put, then he has to use all his might to stay still while Mc touches him because they're right, he *is* a good boy and he won't break out even if it feels really really good!
anything strong, but you didn’t want to use anything too rough on Pierott. He didn’t seem to like anything too rough either, you’re sure they’d work well.
Pierott was tied to your bed with the fragile silk, he already looks flustered, hard and trembling as he waits for you to finish tying him. He’d gotten hard before you were even done undressing him, not that you’re really gonna judge him.
“My Dear? Why bother these…are very fragile, if I tug once I’m free.” He says, looking at the silk, he looks tempted to break free but doesn’t. “I would hate to damage these, they look valuable.”
With a soft laugh you say. “You think everything I own is valuable. But the silk will do its job, I know you won’t break out, even if you really want to.” You say leaning over to gently kiss him. “You’ll be good, won’t you? You’re my good boy aren’t you?”
You say, he whines softly, blushing as he nods. “Yes…I-i will be good, for you My Dear.” He said, looking lovesick just from the praise. “I’ll do whatever you want, I’ll do anything to make you happy, I-“
He gasp in surprise as you wrap a hand around his cock, giving it a stroke as you got comfortable between his legs. His hips tremble as your thumb rubs the tip of his cock. He moans loudly, his legs closing around you as soon as you squeeze him.
“N-not so fast please!” He whines, his hips bucking a bit. You hadn’t been going fast, you chuckle and stroke him only marginally faster. He whimpers, blushing looking down at you. “My Dear p-please…”
He’d already told you, you are his first, but you hadn’t…expected his sensitivity. You smile to him and wiggle enough free to lean down, you give the tip of his cock a lick. He jolts, hips trembling as he tries to avoid bucking into your face. You chuckle, looking up you can see he’s digging his claws into the headboard of the bed where he can reach with the restraints on.
“Good boy, you haven’t gotten kiss yet. Here’s a small reward…” You say, holding his cock still, you looked up to him and lean down, kissing the tip of his cock. You can see him fighting the urge to grab touch you. You feel his cock give a few heavy throbs, you could feel his cock trying to cum. You squeeze the base harshly, making him yelp as you prevent him from being able to cum on your face.
“That’s far too fast, don’t you think?” You say, teasing him by rubbing the tip against your lips, your hot breath ghosting over it. Pierott never took his eyes off you, his eyes were dilated, those hearts you always look forwards to are what you see when you lock eyes with him again. “You’re in no hurry to finish are you?”
You say, looking up to him with a pout. “It would be disappointing to finish this so fast, right?” You say, though you wouldn’t actually be disappointed, you just wanted to tease him.
Pierott seemed to freeze for several seconds as he processed your words, he shook his head, quickly saying. “I’m in no hurry, t-take your time!”
You smile to him, and resume stroking his cock. He groans, squirming as you resumed what felt like a leisurely pace, though you could tell by him trembling under you, might be a bit to fast. His breathing gets louder as he claws more insistently at the bed frame, you can see him tensing as he struggled to hold back.
You gently rub the glans before licking them, Pierott let out a high pitched whimper, his thighs trembling around you, you can feel his arousal throbbing again, and again with a squeeze you prevent him from releasing. This time though, he bellowed, growling in frustration as his calls dig into whatever he could grip.
You keep the tight grip on the base of his cock as you licked away at the pre forming on the tip of his cock. He let out a defeated whimper as he’s left teetering on the edge. You catch him eyeing the restrains before he let a pathetic mewl.
You hadn’t had enough, taking the tip of his cock into your moth you began sucking on it, Pierott cried out, seemingly hitting his breaking point.
“M-my Dear! Please! I can’t-it hurts! Please just let..” He whimpers, looking to you with tears prickling the corners of his eyes. You don’t reply, continuing for a few more moments until you notice him crying in frustration.
You release the base of his cock, but keep it in your mouth, bobbing your head, you use your free hand to lightly place pressure on his hip to let him know not to thrust. Though his hips twitched every few sucks, he obeyed the silent command even as he tipped over the edge.
“P-please let me touch you, hold you, something while I..!” He panted looking to you hopefully. You subtly nodded, but he caught on immediately, he quickly pulled himself free from the silk, his one hand grabbing and squeezing your free hand, right as he started cumming down your throat. “A-ah! T-thank you D-Dear!”
He sighed out, his other hand resting on your shoulder as he watches you. Before he’s even fully spent he pulls you off his cock, wrapping his arms around you he whines out a bunch of jumbled ‘thank you’s.
He pulled you into a kiss, hugging you tightly. “P-please can we do that…again?” He asked, looking up to you hopefully. “But can I touch you next time. Please?”
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I seriously can't believe I've even gotten this far because for a while, I never thought of actually doing this, so it really does mean a lot to me🫶🏻
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Today, you decided your partner was gonna hold for you. It starts off slow, a few drinks here and there, a couple of tasks. You can tell just how desperate he is with each movement he makes. A slight foot tap, a couple of shifts to get more comfortable in his seat. Soon enough, he asks to use the bathroom, and of course, you deny him.
A couple of hours go by, and now he's really starting to feel it. Constant foot tapping, sneaking crotch grabs here and there. He's slowly falling apart, and you can tell. Eventually, he gets desperate, pleading for you to let him use the bathroom, but still, you deny him, forcing him to come sit on your lap as you hold him from behind. Your hands make their way down to his bladder, just barely grazing over it, making him shudder in your grasp. Soon, they travel lower, rubbing and teasing his dick and saying that you're just helping him, you promise..
After a while, you find him hard in your grasp. He's begging now. You don't really know what for anymore as you stroke him sensless until you feel the first leak, spurting through your fingers as you hear him whine. Now, along with the teasing, you start poking and prodding at his poor bladder, making him whine and beg and leak some more. You tell him that it's okay and that he can let go, but he just refuses, saying that he'll make a mess.
He continues to hold it even though he's practically pissing himself already, the wet patch on his pants gradually spreading. You just keep whispering praises and permission in his ear until it all becomes too much. With a violent shudder and a choked sob, he finally let's go, wetness seeping through your clothes.
Afterward, you just sit there holding him in your lap. Kissing away his tears and praising him, telling him that this will be happening again, very, very soon...
