people are always like ‘i don’t know how to communicate that i’m a dom. how do i initiate being dominant with a stranger?’ meanwhile I’m over here accidentally domming men mid first conversation, like one moment were talking about baking, the next moment I tell him he’ll get a cookie, if he’s good and he starts blushing and calling me ma’am. oops.
Love the range of reactions here 😊
"Uh oh! Bad call trying to sneak into my backyard to pee! And don't give me any of that crap about 'all the public bathrooms are being blocked...' I've heard it all before. Sorry, honey, but we're cracking down on public urination. I can arrest you on suspicion alone, never-mind the trespassing!"
"Of course... there is a way to avoid the fine or jail time. We're not totally unreasonable. I can't let you take it out and pee, and there's no way I'm letting you in my house but, the chief has agreed that if you pee your pants, that can be considered its own punishment and... well... then I can just let you go if you... let yourself go... so to speak."
Emily smiled slyly. She loved doing this in her job. Even when guys didn't take her up on the offer, there was a almost no chance they'd be able to hold it until they got to a bathroom once she'd slapped the cuffs on them. And it gave the girls at the station such a laugh when they'd bring guys in, still soaking wet.
As he let out a sudden gasp, she looked down and saw the wet patch rapidly spreading down his pants. She giggled in amusement and mockingly pouted at him as he blushed profusely. Despite the humiliation, she noticed that as he finished peeing, he was hard.
"Oh my!" she sniggered. "Um... I appreciate your cooperation on the first charge but, I may still have to write you up for public indecency if you go anywhere like that!" she pointed at his obvious hard-on.
She dangled the cuffs in front of him. "Of course, I do have a way to take care of that little problem. As long as you don't mind keeping it in your pants!"
Ready for you to eat...
#goldenarches #tasty
Well-Dressed Women #136
One of my biggest fetishes has always been uniforms. When I was young, it was primarily focused on maid uniforms. I love everything about maid uniforms whether it's me wearing one or someone else.
I think one of my biggest fantasies would be serving someone who works a service level job. Those kinds of jobs are very difficult and draining, and they don't always pay well.
The idea of my Goddess coming home after a long day of work, tired, feet arching, and knowing she has a sub waiting to take some of that pressure off would make me happy.
Like, she just spent her whole day waiting on the needs and desires of others, but now she's home. The place where she is truly treated like a queen.
I could massage her feet, run her a bath, wait on her needs and help her to relax. As a service sub, the idea of that just fills me with joy and happiness.
The uniform would just make it better because seeing a beautiful girl in a plain looking uniform is literally one of the hottest images.
Idk why, but nurse scrubs, an old fashioned waitress outfit, or a vintage style or hotel style maid uniform is more arousing to me than a bikini. Lol my brain is broken.
It'd be even hotter if, knowing how much uniforms drive me wild, I was denied from seeing her in it except on rare occasions or if I beg well enough to make her happy. Everyone in the world gets to see her in uniform, except me.
But just to be clear, I'd need a strong bond with a goddess to have something like this fantasy. I'm not just gonna be going out and trying to submit to anyone in uniform.
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