Wifegirl20 - Just Me

If all people would think like this we all will be so happy

I am a submissive

No, I’m not a doormat. 

I’m strong, confident, capable and ready to tackle the world.  

I don’t need Him to be ok.  I can be alright on my own.  I make decisions without assistance and can stand on my own two feet.  I don’t take shit from people.  I am not meek nor am I scared to speak my mind.  

I choose to serve because it fulfills me.  Kneeling for my Master makes me feel even stronger than I am on my own.  It brings me calm, clarity and a level of intimacy and excitement I can not find in the vanilla world.  At His feet, I feel more in touch with who I am.  I feel free from the bondage and stress of my obligations and responsibilities.  My focus on Him adds a layer of purpose.  Our union and symbiotic bond brings me joy. 

I cannot serve a man I do not respect.  With all that I bring to the table, He will bring more.  He will embody characteristics and behaviors I admire, and I will use him as a model for the behaviors I want to exhibit.  Out of all the men out there, his energy will complement mine and my submissive nature will have no choice but to spring forth.  

Again…I’m no doormat.  I am a warrior woman who kneels only for her King. 

His and his only 🥵🥵❤

My punishment for cumming in less then a minute was wearing this to a dog park for special puppy tutoring and a 6month chastity course

I am not a mistress! Just a woman that sometimes likes lesbian things in bondage situations. I was just curious if a guy crossed dresses, does he still have desires to be with a woman? Or better yet, does he ever think about being a lesbian for a mean ass lesbian?

Of I desire to be with a woman, yes, I do think about being a real woman and being lesbian. And actually if I ever transition to being woman I will be with girls.

I want someone to gently but forcefully guide my head onto their cock. I want them to stroke my cheek and run their fingers through my hair, but whenever I look like I'm about to try to pull away, those fingers grip down and hold me in place. I don't want them to be rough exactly, they're not thrusting in and out of my throat, rather they just push their cock into my mouth and hold it there.

They enjoy the sounds I make, the soft gagging and choking as I try to breathe around them. They know just how much I can take. I want them to keep me in that sweet spot, just on the verge of it being too much, so that I'm squirming and making those pathetic noises, but not panicking or tapping out.

I want them to take deep breaths in response the pleasure I'm giving them. I want them to act so composed and in control, cooing and telling me softly "that's it, just like that" and "shh... you can take it".

Maybe they tell me to look up at them so they can see through my eyes just how gone I am, how they've reduced my whole world down to just them and making them feel good.

Every so often a wave of pleasure hits them just right and their composure flickers a little. They let out a breathy "fuck" and their grip gets a little tighter and their cock shifts a little deeper down my throat.

I'm ready