Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

All I've been thinking about for the past two days is going out with a cute sub and not wearing panties. And I wouldn't tell them until we're in the car and grab their hand. Initially, it'd look so sweet, I'm just kissing it. But then I'd guide it downwards and make their fingers brush against my bare cunt.

The surprised gaze would turn into ‘please, let's go back inside’ eyes so quickly. And all I'd do is kiss their cheek and tell them to drive.

I know they would try to be discreet but deep down they're but my perfect pet, a sweet thing conditioned to crave me. All they'd think about is kneeling and eating me out; needing to taste me and feel me pulling them close, tugging at their hair and inebriated with pleasure.

I'd have so much fun teasing them. Discreetly flashing my little dove to watch their cheeks turn red and their mind go blank for a moment. It wouldn't matter how much my little dove begged, I wouldn't let them anywhere near my cunt until we were back home.

They're perfect when they're desperate for me. 🩶💋

The Mistress was satisfied that you had nothing meaningful to contribute to the conversation. So while your mouth wasn’t required, it needed to be taped up nicely.

Be ready. Always. No hesitation or digression.

'It’s a good model for success + happiness'.

I took it away for your own good! we don't need you spraying all over me or the floor now go get the strapon...

Special Spanking Part 2

The rest of the day, after receiving my girlfriend Lydia’s text with her photo, I was nervous and anxious, almost afraid to go home to get the punishment I deserved. More than that, she’d grounded me for the weekend, meaning I would be naked and bound at all times and would be spanked twice daily, by her and her “special friend,” who would be joining us. I was miserable, but also highly aroused by the thought.

When time passed and it was time to go home, I knew my freedom was over. I drove home, then parked. Where I lived, there was a common parking area, then a long walkway to my residence, an end unit townhouse. I parked, then started to walk slowly, my head down, already shamefully hard and blushing about it.

“Hello Ryan.”

I looked up, and my heart sank. It was Sydney, my girlfriend’s best friend. She was, like Lydia, provocatively attired, but it was difficult to get excited knowing what she was about to do to me.

I took in the sight of her for a moment, from her sunglasses down to her bare feet. The thought kept going through my head - this woman is going to spank me - and the foolish thought of trying to run away passed through my consciousness.

But I knew better. Sydney worked as a police officer. She was trained to take me down.

“Take off your shirt, Ryan,” she told me. “Now.”

“So you’re the special friend?” I asked.

“You know that I am,” she replied. “Obey now.”

I glanced around to see if any of my neighbors were watching but it didn’t matter. I had to obey. I stripped off my shirt and dropped it to the ground. Sydney reached behind her and got her handcuffs off her bikini’s waistband.

“Turn around, hands behind your back,” she ordered, something she’d probably said hundreds of times, but never to me. I turned around and gave up my hands, and she handcuffed me right there where anyone could see.

The woman held me and picked up my shirt. “You are under arrest and in Lydia’s custody. You have been sentenced to a weekend of bondage and spanking. Once inside, you will be stripped naked and remain naked until Monday morning. Do you have any questions?”

A tear was already escaping my eye as the beautiful woman led me toward my apartment, and my fate was sealed. I was captured and would be held prisoner without any hope of escape, and I knew I deserved it.

Ugh I would like to order one of these please, ty