Hey There Little Baby, Can You Say “Daddy Loves Me?” Good Job Kiddo, Can You Say “Daddy Touches

Can someone call me a faggot already so I can cum to it

one of the hottest things someone can be is a handsy and compulsive sadist

What’s the value of your orgasms? No, seriously. How does your orgasm provide any sort of value to anyone around you?

They don’t. Your orgasms are purely selfish. I mean, we spend so much effort edging you, denying you, making sure that your brain focuses on me and only me. An orgasm ruins that hard work in a matter of minutes.

I don’t care how many reminders you need that you’re not a normal person. You don’t get to masturbate for fun, or have sex for pleasure. You’re meant to serve, please, and entertain. Your orgasms are an affront to that, they actively work against you fulfilling your only purpose.

Dumb, drippy things don’t deserve to cum. They deserve to edge, turn their brain off, and become a useful toy for people like me. Next time you beg to cum, remember that you’re being a selfish, greedy little whore who deserves denial and nothing more.

Genuinely I like cis dudes and find them very attractive but the vast majority of them seem to be committed to making themselves as unappealing and unpalatable as possible. Like dude the bar is so low please stop tunneling under it

safewords don't have to feel safe and they don't have to mean what they sound like they should mean. they can be part of some beautiful mindfucks. what if every time you said "stop" or "red", it got worse? what if i had you covered in your own blood, snot, and tears, and you were so drunk on pain that you couldn't remember your own name?

what if i showed absolutely no signs of stopping even when you ran out of voice to scream with? what if the only way to make it stop was to grind your broken vocal cords together and gurgle out "please kill me"? no one could blame me for what i do next. you're asking for it. go on. "please kill me". it'll make it stop. that's your safeword.

look me in the eye and say it. ask me to kill you. how much do you mean it? how much do you trust me? enough to keep you safe? enough to decide when you should die? say it. "please kill me".

Trying to be sweet to my boy but getting so violently boned up when I say "love you, kiddo" that I need to excuse myself for 10 minutes

daddy asking "what are we gonna name your baby sister?" while balls deep inside me ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙

kinda into men who scare the fuck out of me. the violent kind who make me flinch when they get angry and hold me so tight i get bruises. the kind that tell me they’ll kill me and mean it.

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Cumming on your hand in front of her and making her lap it up out of your palm like a good pet earning a treat.