Unknown_Punk1

nestling my head in their pretty tits, as I finger them, muttering how pretty they are, drunk in their scent

concept

Your heart races, a palpable thump in your throat, as you find yourself ensnared in the heart of a forest on this chilling winter night. A desperate longing grips you, as you find yourself wondering why you’re doing this to yourself, craving significance in the desolation that surrounds you. You enter through the daunting iron door, which slams shut, and the echo reverberates throughout the icy room, and that’s where you find him.

The man that’s kept you in a chokehold for years. Ever since u laid eyes on him at work, his shadow has haunted your every waking moment. captures your breath, holds over your dreams, ensnares your fantasies, and shackled your heart.

“This night, you’ll follow all of my demands, my precious girl,” he says, putting a collar around your neck, leading you down to his chamber, tying you to a post and slowly taking off his clothes, allowing you to admire what you cannot touch.

You know what’s to come is dark and forbidden, yet your body is enchanted by the idea of his touch. He looks down at your pathetic self, tracing your cheekbone using the pad of his thumb, before grabbing hold of your chin, forcing you to look in his eyes so he can examine how desperate you truly are for him.

He kneels down next to you and pushes his fingers into your mouth, forcing you to suck on them “You look so pretty mindlessly sucking my fingers, my sweet girl,” he says, as he pushes your head to the side, revealing his pointed teeth, sinking them deep into your neck, your mind slowly melting into obedience.

“Your sweet blood is intoxicating, I'll just steal you away from the rest of the world forever.”

Want to be on my knees and forced to stroke myself to get mommy’s attention

im not gonna lie i can go from being submissive to dominant in a second, it just depends on my mood and who my play partner is

pleasee

🍒

For the right person, absolutely

masturbation concept

Dressed in nothing but my white collared shirt, your fingers brush against the collar as you close your eyes, savouring the feeling of my touch, completely enveloping you. With your eyes shut, your hands move across your body, desperately starved for my touch. Your fingers graze your breasts, tugging against the shirt, as you slowly unbutton the top few buttons, before sliding your hands down between your legs, to play with yourself in my shirt, covered by my scent, urgently pleasuring yourself as you moan out my name, placing your other hand around your throat,

You sit, your hands trembling as you grip the collar of my shirt. The soft fabric brushes against your skin, and the scent of my cologne fills your nostrils, bringing about an intense longing. Your eyes are closed, and your breath comes in sharp sighs. Your other hand moves between the buttons of your collar, tracing the firm lines of your breasts. Your heart quickens, as you want more. Your voice is a breathy whisper; my name is slipping off your lips, laced with desire. Your hands slide down between your legs, seeking the slightest bit of intimacy. Your other hand cups your throat, the pressure of your fingers sending shivers down your spine. The desire burning deep within you grows more intense with the thought of feeling me inside you. You can't take it anymore, all you want is for me to make you feel good.

desperately craving for mommy to make me choke on her fingers as I look up from beneath her

How I aspire to be

fucking in reverse cowgirl so I can have the best view and spank your ass