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Master: Thank you for your service.
Me: Thank you for letting me serve you, sir.
Go on anonymous and ask me questions
Daddy: *gets super growly and puts his hand over my lips to make me shut my whore mouth
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Bimbo and fuckpig arrange themselves for Daddy’s arrival home from work. Bimbo has spent the day working out, tanning, and starving herself while preparing a delicious and painfully aromatic roast for Daddy. Fuckpig has spent today, like every day, on her knees, trying her best to clean the house without the use of her forelegs.
If Daddy is in a good mood when he comes home, events will go something like this: Fuckpig will kneel, eyes down, while Bimbo relieves Daddy of his coat and briefcase. Daddy will smile and say something like, “That’s a good whore,” which will make Bimbo swell with pride and fuckpig cower in shame. Daddy might demand that Bimbo stills for inspection. He will loop his thumbs around the teensy straps of her shiny shirt and circumnavigate her ridiculous fake tits. 
“How’s your back, Bimbocakes?” He’ll ask sweetly. Bimbo knows that Daddy expects honesty, so she’ll admit the combination of the latest augmentation and the 7” heels is wreaking havoc on her muscles: she is almost constantly sore and finding it more and more difficult to get comfortable. Daddy will smile sympathetically and smack her ass hard enough to make her wince. “But?” he will prompt. 
“But my pain is meaningless, Daddy. Your happiness is all I care about.”
Daddy will hum approvingly and shove two cruel fingers up her underprepared cunt. “So tight,” he’ll compliment her, “Someone’s been doing her kegels.”
A flush of joy will blossom over Bimbo’s face. “Every day, Daddy.” 
“That’s my girl.” He will affirm before sliding those same two fingers between the overinflated cockpads on her face. She will suck at them eagerly. “Now go finish up. I expect dinner in a half hour.”
Bimbo will scurry off as best she can on her stilletos, sculpted ass swaying pleasantly. 
Daddy’s attention will shift to the creature before him who is willing itself invisible. Daddy won’t speak, but his lip will twitch slightly in disgust. He will free his cock, and wind a strong hand in fuckpig’s limp hair, yanking her face up towards him. She will pre-emptively spread her jaw, and soon his steady stream of piss will start. She knows better than to swallow. Daddy likes to fill her like a glass, sometimes likes her to hold it there for full minutes as her facial muscles protest the stretch and stillness. He likes to talk to her when her mouth is full, when she’ll know he has no interest in hearing her replies. 
“How do you live with yourself?” He’ll ponder. His tone of voice won’t even be vicious, just conversational, easy. “Is this what you had planned? Being an owned floor mop, toilet brush and urinal?” He’ll laugh and flick her head, watching her eyes flare in fear as she tries not to spill a drop. “Actually, it probably is. This is probably exactly what you imagined as you frigged furiously at your seeping, ugly gash every night. What a lonely, nasty thing you were. What is wrong with you, I wonder. How did you get to be so incomplete? Hmm?” He’ll pause thoughtfully, looking intently at her. The intensity will pass. “Swallow.” He’ll demand simply.
She’ll quickly obey, still confounded at her inability to adjust to the nauseating taste, smell and feel of urine as it lines her esophagus. It is inescapable, now. She rarely goes more than 8 or 9 hours without receiving his piss one way or another. He’s been musing lately about filling her water dish with it as well, since already adds his piss to the food in her trough. The threat makes her sick with dread.
She still can’t suppress the flicker of disgust that will skim over her features as he shakes he last drops of urine onto her exposed tongue. This will anger Daddy and he’ll demand that she part her legs. Her haunch muscles straining, she will obey, parting her thighs and exposing the permanently vacant slop hole formerly known as her cunt. 
“Fuckpig, fuckpig, fuckpig.” Daddy will shake his head, backhanding her sharply across the face. “What are we going to do with you? After all this time, you still hold to some pathetic notion that you are too good for my piss.” His hand will fly across her other cheek and she will grunt softly. He will run the toe of his shoe along her drooling slit, lecturing her further, “But you are not. In fact, you are not too good for anything. That is the definition of fuckpig. A grotesque aberration of a woman with a leaky wound between its legs and a body built for abuse.” He will pull his foot back far enough to gather the strength necessary to kick her solidly, holding her steady with a hand in her hair.
“You’ve seen Bimob,” He will continue, landing blow after blow on her aching gash lips. “You know what a real woman looks like. And god knows I’ve made you examine your disgusting hog flesh enough times to know that you don’t exactly compare. Bimbos make their owners’ lives easier. Bimbos are eager, and entertaining and they deserve Daddy’s cock. But fuckpigs…” Daddy will sigh, “Fuckpigs are a fucking chore. Constant need for attention and correction. Horrible to look at. Always fucking sniffling and feeling sorry for themselves.” Fuckpig will be openly weeping now, squealing and trying to close her legs against the brutal assault, but Daddy will remain unfazed, his foot striking its now-bruised target ruthlessly. 
Eventually, if fuckpig is lucky, the smells of the pot roast will infiltrate the air around them and Daddy will lose interest in her, throwing her to the ground with a few last kicks to her bloated stomach and heavy tits. 
“And now you’ve gone and made a mess of my shoe,” Daddy will tell her. He will take them off and drop them carelessly on her head, “Be a good pig and tidy that up.” He will wiggle his socked toes in between her puffy cunt lips and laugh as she bucks on them despite the ache. “You disgust me.” He will tell her simply, before shaking his head and leaving for the dining room. 
Fuckpig’s stomach will growl helplessly and she’ll get to work licking her hole slop off Daddy’s shoes, so thankful that Daddy was in a good mood. 
I like this, but only if you add the stipulation that bimbo and fuckpig are basically identical and can switch places at any time with no warning.
Broke up with my boyfriend because I am sick of how busy he always is with his job and his family. I can't come second to that. I have needs. He also had a cry about how stressed he is and how he's on the verge of a mental break down. I need a daddy who is strong and has his shit together. Suggestions on where to find one of those?
You sound like an incredibly selfish person who lacks empathy towards people and the understanding of how the real world and relationships work, and quite frankly with the disgusting attitude that you posses, I dont think you deserve to be with anyone until you rectify this self entitlement.
Having a Daddy, Dom, Caregiver, Sir, Master etc. Does not mean that the entire relationship is about you. 
There is so much talk on all these bad Dominant, but no-one really goes on about a bad Submissives; 
Relying on someone to make you feel complete and whole, isnt fair on your partner, but its not fair on yourself, because you need to be able to find happiness and be content with yourself, just as you are.
I find it very sad that your Daddy was tending to his responsibilities at work and because he couldn’t give you the attention you needed, you called it quits. I suggest maybe getting a hobby, or finding some friends because you can not place your entire existence on one person.
In power exchange dynamics, punishment refers to an action the Dom takes, usually negative reinforcement, to deter the submissive from breaking rules or from forgetting expectations.
But… what do you to for punishments? Have no fear. I’ve compiled a list, broken down into non-physical and physical punishments, to use as inspiration for your dynamic.
- Walking on rice, pebbles or leggos 
- Loss of privileges (phone, internet, video games)
- Loss of privileges (bathroom, utensil or hand use)
- Writing essay related to the transgression
- Being made to hold an uncomfortable pose 
- Being ignored / loss of speaking privileges
- Being locked in a cage or closet 
- Being made to sleep on the floor 
- Wearing humiliating or ill-fitting clothing
- Household chores (laundry, cleaning, dishes)
- Being made to scrub bathroom with tongue or toothbrush
- Being forced to perform a boring task (counting marbles, picking up grains of rice) with no other stimulation
- Being blindfolded and forced to listen to hated music / movie / show
- Hold coins against the wall without letting them slip
- Being made to wear uncomfortable shoes
All punishments should be negotiated, and within the limits / boundaries of all parties involved.
A note on masochists: Masochists are not impossible to punish. You just need to be smart about it! Not all masochists like all kinds of pain. Use that. If they like sting, save thuddy toys for correction. But if all else fails, there are dozens of non-physical punishments you can use to discipline them without encouraging them to act out to get their masochistic needs fed.
I think your relationship with Steve is the cutest. ♡ It's unique and I just love how you guys love each other and all the other incredible cuties in your lives. Y'all are adorable, ilysm!!
thank you! I’m happy he’s in my life n I’m glad he has such good taste in people he dates 🤗😌
I’ll let you hurt me more than you’ve ever hurt anybody before if you tell me I’m your favourite girl.
I swear on my life, three years in and every time we get to be together is even more intense than the last. Daddy left me broken, collapsed in a pool of my own gush, wrapped in a warm blanket of his aftercare as I drifted off to sleep. I’ve never taken it as deep, never cum so much in succession, never screamed louder or cried harder… I’m literally having to take a minute as I write this because - despite being fucked to the point of losing consciousness - just remembering is making me ache for more.
I keep alternating between feral and emotional, I’m so overcome with what Daddy does to me and where he takes me when he pierces my cunt with his dick. My overriding feeling? SORE. Sore in the most delicious, intoxicating way. I remember telling Daddy that his cock was hurting me… his reply tipped me over the edge: “Shh Little. Daddy wants to fuck.”
I don’t know if anyone else ever has this feeling but: I’m so jealous of all the girls who got to be fucked by my Daddy before! The way he fucks me, the way he talks to me, seeing his eyes blaze as I cum on his dick and hearing him tell me what a good little fuck I am… god, his stamina… I lost count of how many times I came after 15 and Daddy wasn’t ANYWHERE near done with me at the point. When he puts his cock in me, it’s like one giant, continuous orgasm, ripple after ripple and wave after crashing wave of urgent, overwhelming cumming, until his huge cock was glistening and dripping with my gush.
Daddy fucked me so good that when he gave me the opportunity to suck his cock, I just couldn’t coordinate how to do it! I remember wanting it, NEEDING it,licking my lips and moaning to taste it, but I was his dizzy, dazed dummy, completely Daddy-drunk. Luckily, Daddy is super generous and shoved his cunt-covered cock into my throat to let me suck him clean. Thank you Daddy ;)
I’m such a greedy little slut - I am already aching for more. Sat here, in your t-shirt, stroking my raw throat and throbbing from my womb to my clit, face still caked with my own drool, my cum still sticky on my thighs… broken, spoiled and completely Daddyfied, but I feel like I wont be able to breathe properly until your cock is inside me again. I love you Daddy, and I love what you do to me. I can’t believe I get to say that I am the girl who gets fucked by you! x x x @dapperdaddyworld
If your girl sends you a selfie you’re supposed to obsess over that shit, make her feel good. Like yes that’s my fucking babygirl lookin fine as hell.
What kind of relationship do you and forstorare have? Ever sexual ;)
Mainly we just spoon and sometimes watch Disney together.
When you’re in a good mood you also stroke my hair..
It takes all of 5 minutes to set up before someone comes over. That 5 minutes is well worth the amount of flipping your partner’s stomach will be doing when they walk in to see this, as opposed to an empty (and probably unmade) bed. Think about it.

26 year old switch (Dom and sub) female.
I’m willing to submit to you, so feel free to message me, just make it clear if you just want a chat, or if I’m your baby/slave/good girl/fucktoy🥺
I’m in an open relationship with my master, so feel to; tease and dominate me, hypnotise me, play with my mind and use me for your pleasure.🥺 I am you princess.😇
I will also reply to all asks and messages.
Some days I’m all up for doing all kinds of things for people, other days I need to be treated like the princess I really am.
Please remember subs are human too🥺🌻
I’m pansexual so anyone and everyone is welcome to interact, please dominate me I’m also demi sexual, so unless you’re connecting to me and/or abusing me, your dick pic will do absolutely nothing for me😘
Want to see what I look like? Check me out on Only Fans!🙈
Mindfuck challenge: find the porn that is too much for you. It’s too disgusting, too violent, too extreme. Find it and then edge to it. Edge and keep edging until it’s hot. Sear a new kink into your mushy brain. Tell me what you choose.
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Hello! Welcome to my blog, thank you for spending your valuable time on me🥺
First things first, if you’re a minor, leave, now.
If you’re of legal age, hello! Feel free to scroll and enjoy, or if you want to have some fun or even just a chat, please do message me!
Also, just a quick mention for anyone that I message, I am submissive and willing to fulfil orders and message regularly- however sometimes I struggle with mental health issues and will disappear for a while.
Unfortunately this is not something I can control and I’m not willing to compromise my health for the wants of people on the internet.
I hope you can understand and respect this, and enjoy my submission to you when I am available for your pleasure.☺️
I want you wound up. Brought right up to the edge, both mentally and physically.
I want you so needy that your babbling and crying, begging for release.
I want you Willing and able to do every disgusting act you’ve always promised yourself you’d never do for a man.
I want you to be disgusted in yourself and love every second of it.
I’ve been listening to and watching hypno constantly and I just need to be a good girl and I need to obey and I need to edge my brain to mush and I need smart men to help me and send me stuff and make me even more desperate. Pkease please plrase🥺🥺
I need to be mindless, obedient, and stupid.
Wet all the time, pussy throbbing and begging to be used. I want to serve and be used. I'm an object, not a person.
I'm still too smart.. Need to edge more braincells away
tie me up in the woods and watch me get raped by random men
Not often I hit 4:20 twice in 24hrs😇☺️
80% of being a woman/cock doll is letting things happen to you. He asks for your phone number, you let him have it. He asks you on a date, you let him take you.
The difficult part comes after the niceties. It can be hard to let go, and let other things happen to you. It may help to consider yourself as a well, and he’s the bucket. You exist to give, he exists to take. If the well is dry, it can’t give anything. If it can’t give anything, it’s useless. (A bucket, on the other hand, will always be useful in any other well.)
He wants to come upstairs, don’t hesitate. Let him. He wants to take photos, let him. He wants your asshole? Well, what did you expect? You let him take you out, you let him do the nice things. Now it’s time to let him do everything else. Men are designed to want and you’re designed to give.
Hubby has been more demanding recently. When he bosses me around, I let him. This may sound like I’m topping from the bottom, but it’s not what I mean. I “let him” in that when he tells me what to do, I’ve actively tried not to resist. He half-jokingly told me to stop talking the other day. The old me may not have let that happen, snapping back with some remark, needing to have the last word to seem strong or witty. But I let myself be silenced, and it was like the endorphins rushed straight to my clit. I am a well full of willfulness that Husband is taking away, one bucket at a time. I’m happier because I let him.
We get so nervous over stupid things. What will other people think? Is this too humiliating? What if he’s just using me?
Listen to that voice inside you that says “obey.” Being smart, talented, artistic- these are all good qualities, but they won’t be as important as your servility. You can cash in on them a bit, in that your loss of dignity will be that much greater, your fall, that much harder. But you’ll be simultaneously released from the pressures of being those things.
So when you think you have something important to say, and he decides to put tape over your mouth? Let him. Be grateful that he can see past what you think you need. Give in, let yourself be silenced.
Because when you let him, you can finally allow yourself to love, honor, and obey.
i’ve been looking for this. this was something that helped me a lot years ago to like change my mindset. let Him decide, let Him lead, let Him change me. it can be scary and uncomfortable to get used to it, i think “what will happen? how do i know it’s the right choice?” and i don’t know, but i know i’m not any good at figuring things out myself. so much of my life was wasted in indecision uncertainty and unhappiness. i know i can’t rely on my choices anymore, what He wants is right because i decided to let Him choose for me, and ultimately it’s the way to true happiness and fulfillment for girls like me.
These are the important characteristics of being a good girl.
They are premised on a foundation of trust. Trust builds incrementally. Trust too much and too fast and your boundaries are compromised.
So it is about incremental surrender. Incremental allowing. Incremental letting go.
Each of them builds deeper and deeper trust. Try it and see what your experience is to become an even better and more obedient girl.
Urgh, I’m so stuck between going back to my old job (I’ve been signed off for a while with mental stuff)- or getting my OnlyFans up and running again and seeing if I can make a living on that🤔
I’ve got a long evening ahead of me with lots of jobs to get done, anyone want to send me videos to edge to on my breaks, or audio files to listen to whilst doing my chores?🙈🥺
Really want someone to tie me up, play with me, hurt me, tease me; fuck, do whatever they want with me!
Someone please make me your helpless little fuck toy; I’ll be a good set of holes for you🥺
No one can hear you where we are now… so I can use you just the way I want to!! Mmmm!!
I’m ready to mush my brains edging away today, anyone got anything to send to help a desperate slut out?😇
I want a real man to message me vulgar shit. Tell me in a stupid fuck whore. Tell me that if I don’t send you nudes you’ll find me and rape me until my ass and my pussy bleed. Tell me that
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