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D/s Writing Prompt #1:
What are three things about a D/s relationship that appeal to you? What are three things that worry you?
Additional guidance, if wanted:
Make a bullet point list of the things and write 2-5 sentences on each.
Waiting for a dom mommy to enter my life, grab my face to look up at her and say, “You look lonely, I can fix that.”
And then she can do whatever the fk she wants to do with me because I’m just her pathetic little slave
At some point last year I decided I needed to get serious about finding my own Dominant. I've always been incredibly turned on by the act of submission and giving myself fully over to someone else. I didn't realize until pretty recently that normal romantic relationships don't excite me the way the D/s dynamic does. There's no feeling in the world like sub space and I desperately crave it more & more. I don't have a lot of real life experience being a submissive, but a good friend of mine has acted as a Dom for me over the last year or so and I'm becoming addicted to the sensuality and safety of sub space.
But that dynamic wasn't going to be sustainable in the long run. He has a lovely girlfriend and I started developing romantic feelings for him (which had to be inevitable, what with my mind and body stripped completely naked by and for him).
My challenge thus far, in my sexual and romantic lives, is not getting too attached to people. I've always found it difficult to differentiate between just sex and real intimacy, and it's made even more difficult within the D/s dynamic.
Absolute openness and honesty and vulnerability is vital to any real power play dynamic. There's nothing more erotic than giving yourself over to that, but that also makes it harder to see the situations clearly sometimes.
I was recently corresponding with a Dom I really wanted to be mine. He pushed me out of my comfort zone and left me wet only with his words. His account was deactivated in the middle of a chat one day and I don't think I'll ever know if he deactivated it or if the tumblr police did. But when I tried to respond to him and was unable to, I felt like I literally couldn't breathe.
Sub space is a challenging concept, and at least for me, sub space makes it even more difficult to keep your wits about you and to not feel too much and to always keep a line drawn between fantasy and reality.
Why am I writing all this? Most probably as therapy of sorts. But I do really want to find a real Dom this year who will actively choose me every day we're together.
Fingers and nipples crossed. Happy New Year, Everyone!
gentle body worship. where you just kiss and nibble when exploring each other’s skin. appreciating how beautiful the other person’s body is.
“god, this is what you’re into?”
they say in a repulse voice. feeling my face heat up in humiliation after being found out masturbating to the most degrading porn. wishing shamelessly from the bottom of my soul to be put into the same situations the people in the video were in. they looked back at me, tone full of poison.
“you’re a disgusting slut”
i cant help but feel a pleasant sensation in my body as i shift my thighs together.
really wish i had a puppy tail to wag sometimes. i find it difficult to express myself so having a cute tail that fits me will better help me express my excitement.
we are going to hang out together? a give a little tail wag.
getting a treat for doing something good? another tail wag.
being told im a good puppy? ill just start wagging my tail so happily.
hearing their belt unbuckle after misbehaving? i should be scared but my little tail cant stop wagging in anticipation.
i just want to be fucked so hard that i dont think about anything anymore.
“aww, look at you… you look so adorable…”
i didnt even register the words. only focused in keeping my legs spread against me as i laid on the couch, rubbing my aching pussy to relieve itself. my mind was spinning, probably because of the amount of alcohol ive been drinking for the past hours. making my body feel so hot and heavy with need.
“god, your leaking so much. were you already getting wet when we were drinking, baby?”
i let out a whine as i inserted two fingers inside desperately. already starting with a rough and fast pace. the slick sounds of my wet pussy mixing with my tearful whimpers. i was doing anything to satisfy my intoxicated lust.
“thats it sweetheart, keep going. youre fucking yourself so good.”
my little wasted mind was out of it. barely noticing the phone they were holding up to record me. only focusing on my goal to keep fucking myself stupid with my fingers until i finally achieve my orgasm.
“show me how a needy whore fucks themselves desperate for cock. show me how much of a pervert you are, slut.”
wanna be so overstimulated i try to crawl away to escape only to be grabbed by my hips or legs and be pulled back into their cock
gagged, blindfolded, noise canceling headphones on. kneeling on the floor with my hands bound as i sit on a dildo while having another toy in my ass and vibrator on my clit. making a huge mess under me as another wave of pleasure takes over me. making me tremble as i struggle to keep bouncing on the toy.
the only thing encouraging me to keep going are the few forehead kisses and pats i get every few minutes.
i wanna suck cock… just want my mouth full with someone’s cock… wanna gag and cry as i choke on it… get my pussy wet as it reaches the back of my throat… rub myself as i suck someone’s dick with devotion… i just wanna worship someone…
its a crime im in bed sleeping with no panties on and not waking up with someone’s fingers touching me or dick inside me.
coming out the bathroom with a new set of lingerie to show it off to my Dom. ones they see me they quickly shower me with compliments, calling me a “cute little thing” and “pretty whore for me”. as i get flustered with their flattery they mention how they have something that would “make it better”. they take out a collar that perfectly matches the lingerie. the tag adoring in bold letters “my toy”. i squirm with excitement upon seeing it connected to a leash.
“kneel down sweetheart, ill make you even more cute ones im done with you.”
make me go drunk and stupid by getting fucked. make me babble on my words as i try to speak. make me go weak and limp when changing positions. make my moans become incoherent sounds. just want my mind to become a mess. i want to become a dumb slut.
pussy slapping that gives very little stimulation for a needy slut is a good punishment
keep touching me. grab my tits. squeeze my thighs. slip your hand under my panties. i wanna know im irresistible for someone. i want to know im desired and worth going crazy over. i just want to feel someone’s obsession over me…
sorry yall. my type of Dom is an understanding and gentle type who comforts you in your lowest and wants to see you succeed while achieving new goals for your well being.