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Really love that hearths everywhere. D/S relationships are so nice, there are much of love in them. Dirty, pervert, but love.
Who would Fuck me?
Would you fuck me and ruin my orgasm? Destroy my ass and use me like a piece of meat?
Just bored young switch male
Anyone to chat ? We can discuss some roleplay scenaries, our crazy experiences or just sext for fun on both sites.
Reblog, you want it so much. I know it, because I want it too.
You are horny.
You are helpless.
You can't do anything..and that's why you are horny
I am not fan of crossdressing, sissy play and etc. But this is beautiful af.
A New Adventure


Well, last night came as a surprise. Mrs C had always loved to see me naked my hands tied behind my back and struggling to get some relief for my cock. However, last night, out of the blue, she raised the issue of chastity and provided me with a cage. I had no problem with the notion, but actually getting the thing on - what a pain. But when Mrs C finally closed the lock and hid the key, wow - what a feeling.

Needless to say she teased me all night, watching me struggle and, if I’m honest, seeing if she could get me to completion with the cage on. I spent 2 hrs on the extreme verge of orgasm, only to fail miserably. She is due back from work any minute and I am expecting more of the same…

Financial Domination Pride Flag!(from kinkflagsrus) I know there’s the chremistophilia flag, but I wanted to make a flag specifically referencing Financial Domination. the green flag with the black lines on it is an alternative flag, as well as a color blind friendly flag!
I am very grateful when mistress allow me to stroke my dick.
At start, she is nice, but by time, she gets rough a lot.
Hold still and it will not be so painfull. Maybe. *devil smile*
Do you see her face ?
She is imagine how you scream when she pull that dildo into your ass.
no cum
hi, im a slaveboy, 20 days without orgasm, turned on by being controlled
My wife started seeing Benedict behind my back. He has a huge cock and thanks to him, Annie learned just how small mine was. But she was torn because while I never pleased her in bed, she did love me. But she also loved Benedict and his monster cock. So he came up with a plan. The plan involved slipping me female hormones and vitamins to promote a more feminine appearance. She started playing a white noise track while she slept, she said, to help her get a fitful sleep. I learned later that it had subliminal messages targeted at me to...alter how I thought and acted. When enough changes were apparent and I started talking about going to see a doctor, she brought Benedict home. She spiked my drink and shortly after introducing us, I passed out. I woke up and they were fucking. Her moans, sounds I had never heard her make, made me hard... well, would have made me hard if not for the chastity device they had slipped on me. I saw Benedict riding my wife doggy style and I inadvertently licked my lips when I saw that huge shaft pounding my wife. He moved in the next day. As I was forced to continue the vitamins and pills, which also included viagra to make me never forget why I had to do what they said, and forced to listen to the brainwashing in the guest room, my wife fucked Benedict all the time, and sometimes friends came over to join the two of them. Then the surgeries started, first with reasonably sized breasts, but being upped every few months until they were grotesquely huge, and he wanted them larger. He also wanted another slave to his cock... me. 
Bruno’s father remarried a country girl named Sara who grew up on a dairy farm, but Bruno and his dad were city slickers, so Sara had to move to the city with them. Despite all of her attempts, she couldn’t convince Bruno’s father, her new husband, to use his vast wealth for a farm.Then his business called Bruno’s dad oversees to handle business negotiations in Japan. Then Bruno got stopped and charged with drunk driving. Sara asked her husband how he wanted to punish his son, but Nathan Russo told her to deal with it however she felt. During the skype chat, Sara knew she saw some scantily clad Japanese women moving in the background. By the time Nathan Russo returned home, Bruno was now in a makeshift stall created in their mansion’s home. The stall was labelled Brunella. Sara may not be able to have a farm, but she would continue to be a dairy farmer... of sorts. When the feminized and lactating Brunella saw his father, he started sobbing, but the sounds were more gutteral and beastly, a sad mooing. Sara handed Nathan two sheets, one a copy of the prenup he had made her sign which included a promise of half his wealth and holdings if he cheated on her, and the other, a copy of a screencapture she took of naked Japanese women behind him from a skype chat. Nathan tried to bluster and protest, saying there wasn’t enough proof of adultery. Then Sara said two words... Karita Klimy. He knew the name. She was known as the Emasculator. Every woman who came to her for divorce walked away set for life. Nathan looked at his lowing son, being pumped for milk, and said he was sorry, and turned leaving the feminized hucow behind. Sara stroked her cow’s face and tugged gently on the tubes. “There there, Brunella. You just make Mommy lots of milk, okay? And I’m thinking of some ways you can help make make some extra cash... I hear there’s a sexual perversion...for anything...”
Yet another homemade cbt and ball punishment video :)
Your neighbor Denise was older, but nice. Her husband died almost a year ago and you had told her to let you know if you could help her with anything around the house. A couple of months after the funeral she started asking for help around the house. A fixit job here, help cleaning there, nothing to intrusive and you didn’t mind. She always had a strange, soft music playing throughout the house when you came over, but that was no big deal. Months later she called and asked for a favor. Not any home maintenance, just she was suffering from nostalgia and she didn’t want to be alone when she returned to a place she and her husband frequented when they were married. She said it’s be a picnic and she’d provide the lunch.The site wasn’t particularly beautiful in any way, but it was very secluded and you thought few people probably knew the little road side park was there. She went over to table and asked, “Are you hungry? Ready to eat?” You hadn’t seen her pull a basket from the car, so you turned to go back to the car and open the trunk saying, “Absolutely Mrs. O’Shea, I’ll get the basket.”“Oh, sweety, the only basket you need is over here.”You turned to look confused and saw her sitting with her legs open, wearing no panties. You were shocked. A little offended. But there was something in the back of your mind which wouldn’t be denied. A drive to go down on her.“I know you want to, my dear. I made sure of that. Come on. Get down in there.”You couldn’t stop yourself. You started licking her old, well-used pussy and sucking her clit. She moaned.“You see, boy,” she said between moans, “I met dear Edwin here in this old dogging spot. We were compete, mmm, for cock, when we first, oh yes, met here. But when we were done, oh, you’re good... when we were done, we had tied and we went, mmmm, yes, for coffee. I learned he was, hmmm, bisexual, although that wasn’t as common a term back then as it is now. Fuck! Yes! Oh, very good boy. We, we fell in love and married, but continued... continued to yes... come to our dogging park.”“It’s been too long, and I needed more cock, but I couldn’t, yes yes yes, oh god, yes... I couldn’t come back as a solo act. I tried, but it wasn’t, it wasn’t the same. So I called in your offer for help around the house and found someone to make me some subliminal tapes to make you, oh god oh god yes... to make you unable to resist eating an exposed pussy. If you looked at porn you probably started feeling a hunger, but nothing uncontrollable. That only happens with a pussy right in front of you, not a pic..a pic...YES! a picture.”“Now, some of the old regulars are coming, should be here soon. And I told the man who made the subliminal tape for me that I was test driving you today and he said he’d come with some friends. He says that the conditioning should have you eating me out until I tell you... well, I won’t say it now, we’re just getting started. But even if some of the men start fucking your ass, you’ll just keep on in my pussy. I loved dear Edwin, but he was too willing to suck and fuck a cock. I always wanted to see how it felt to force someone to be gay. Now you’ll let me do it with your pussy addiction. And maybe the man and his friends will bring some much desired new blood, well, cock, to the spot.”You licked and sucked. You heard cars, you heard Denise moan and she cummed repeatedly. You heard zippers behind you and felt cocks fuck you, but the pain and disgust never broke you off her pussy. You heard a younger voice laugh and say something about it really working, he honestly wasn’t sure. You heard older men and young men laugh, some calling dibs for next fuck, some young women laughing and taking pics, other fucked and sucked around you, and your cock stood erect and dripped. The only time your mouth wasn’t on Denise’s pussy was when she said you weren’t allowed any more until you finished some other task. Sometimes eating one of the young women’s pussies to orgasm, sometimes to suck some of the men, some with dark pubes, some with grey. You were disgusted. But you couldn’t refuse. You would do anything to taste more of Denise’s pussy.
Not cbt, but such a lovely humiliation that let's make exception here!