You’re legally obligated to like/reblog this if any of the following apply:
- you’re queer and have acid reflux
- you’re transmasc and wanna bounce up and down on girlcock, be bred by her and have every hole filled with her dick
- you’re against the Catholic Church
- you’re transmasc and wanna sit on a girls lap, casually sucking on her titties while you feel her cock get hard beneath you
- hate JK Rowling
- you’re transmasc and wanna take a transfemme on a car ride to a nice mountain overlook before you fuck her on the back seat with your biggest strapon
I love transboy pussy.
This inescapable, gaping, weeping hole tucked up and hidden between a boys thighs. And just above it a jutting throbbing clit, all puffed up and swollen from testosterone and too much attention. The way it twitches and flicks above that pulsing gash.
All I want is to tie up that clit for hours. Leashing it and pulling that up past his pants. Always controlling him, no matter where we are, by his stupid clit that jutts out pathetically between his legs, his pussy lips swollen and tingling.
I want him grinding against everything he sits down on, acutely aware of that gaping, messy cunt.
"aw, honey. you're okay, you're okay, just take it for me, easy. i know it's big, you can take it. deep breaths, doll."
"atta boy, atta boy. i trained you well."
"so obedient. so wet for me too, god. pathetic mutt."
"look at me. no, look at me, slut. there you go."
"pretty dog."
"sit. good boy. now beg."
"drop the attitude. no? need me to fuck it out of you? fine."
"god, you're nothing but a dumb dog, aren't you? nothing behind those eyes."
"c'mon, open your mouth, pup. take my fingers, that's it."
"did i say you could stop?"
"sweet thing, so precious with my hands around your throat. no, stop squirming. don't make this harder for yourself."
I just want to worship a cute sub while they’re sitting on my lap. Especially one that’s super shy about receiving compliments/praise. I want to make him so flustered that his face turns bright red and he tries to hide it in my chest.
I’d comfort him and continue to tell him how beautiful he is while running my fingers through his hair. I’ll only be satisfied if I hear him say “Yes, I’m a pretty boy. I’m your pretty boy.”
All I want is to pull a pretty boy into my lap, wrap my arms around him while I slide my hand down and make him melt against me. Just hold him close, kiss his neck, whisper in his ear how good he’s doing, how I’m gonna ruin him until he’s panting and moaning like he’s mine.
I want to feel him throb under my touch, feel his breath hitch as he starts to break—his head resting on my shoulder, thighs shaking, brain already fogging up from the way I stroke him like he’s nothing more than my dumb little plaything. That’s what you want, isn’t it? To be held tight, talked down to, turned into a needy, drooling mess right in my arms?
Let me spoil you, baby. Let me wreck you—nice and slow—until you're so far gone you forget your own name, until the only thing left in your head is how badly you need to cum for me.
Because that’s all I want—just to hold you close and make you absolutely lose it for me.
cred to @jo_vixen_ on twt
Imagine dominating a big, tall boy, etc., but the moment you say "good boy" he falls to his knees before your feet, starting to whimper like a desperate puppy.
Oh, you’re just such a sweet thing, aren’t you? So absolutely perfect. You did amazing, you’ve made me so, so incredibly proud. How are you feeling now, lovely, still okay? No, no, dear, I need you to speak with your words. There you go, good pup.
You’re still shaking, pup, you feel good, don’t you, do you know why? Because you deserve it more than anything. You deserve to feel this good and more. Let me kiss those pretty tears from your face. That’s right! Give me a smile, sweet thing, you look so beautiful when you smile.
Don’t fret, I’ll make sure not to touch you until you calm down some more, don’t want to overstimulate my sweet pup, anymore. I know, I know, just a bit longer okay? Look, you can hold my hand tightly right now. There you go, take deep breaths.
Better now, hm? Come here, let me hold you, and of course you can hug me back, precious. Just rest your face in the crook of my neck. Let me rub your back. Shh, I’m here, and you did so, so well. You’ll tell me if anything was too much? Good, good, I have to make sure my pup is enjoying himself.
Let me help you to the bath. I know, I know, you can go to sleep soon, I just need to wash you up nice and good. Make you feel all clean and brand new so you can get a goodnight’s sleep. You want me to wash your hair? Of course, I don’t mine. You deserve it, you deserve the world, don’t you. I can’t tell you enough how proud I am of you.
Drink some water for me, pup. There you go just like that. Put a little bit of food in your stomach for me, okay? We have to make sure you get all that energy back, you’ve worn yourself out by being so good for me. We’ll put some lotion on your bruises, I can massage your wrists and ankles if you’d like, lovely.
Could you look at me, sweet pup? There you go, give me one of your pretty smiles again. Remember you deserve the pleasure you’ve received and more, you are more than enough and I want you to remember that. Good boy, I’m so proud of you.
Come here, lay in my arms, let me hold you to myself. Aw, look at how cute and precious you are. Don’t pout, pup, or I’ll have to punish you with kisses. Oh? Are you being bad? Guess I’ll just have to pepper your face with kisses then.
Time for you to rest, sweet thing. Don’t worry, I know how you love for me to run my fingers through your hair. Let me scratch your scalp too, hm? Ah, there’s that pretty smile of yours. Get some sleep pup. You did an amazing job, and I’m so proud of you.
You’re perfect. Always remember that.