Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

“I want a boy who sits at my feet and rests his head in my lap while I run my fingers through his hair. I want a boy who knows he doesn’t have to be in charge. He doesn’t have to be in control, even of himself. He doesn’t have to worry about a thing. He can just watch me ride him until his mind goes blissfully blank. I want to be gentle, so gentle with him. I want a boy who wants to be good for me. I want a boy who asks if he can please me. I want a boy who likes to be on his knees. I want a boy who lets me take away all his stress, all his tension, all his pressure. Shh, baby, I’ve got you. I want a boy who feels safe with me. I want a boy who falls apart for me, a boy who comes undone. I want to tell him how beautiful he looks like that. How perfect, how sweet, how good he is for me. I want a boy who gets flustered, a boy who blushes, a boy who squirms under my hands. I want a boy who moans so easily he embarrasses himself, and I want to say Shhh, baby, you look so good like this, so pretty. I want a boy who arches helplessly when I praise him. I want a boy who listens to me whisper sweet nothings in his ear with my hand wrapped around his cock. I want a boy who turns to me for comfort, and I want to be the one to comfort him, always. I want a boy who lets me take care of him.”

— /u/evoket/, Reddit user

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Riders #45-23

@green--magpie reminds me of something :p

Long Run to captivity

The running had done me no good. I was going to be caught by the two women who were chasing me. It was only a matter of how much longer it would be.

It all started with me finding the satchel with money in it lying in the stable. Apparently one of the women currently in hot pursuit of me needed to pay cash for a horse she was acquiring, and thinking I was alone, I had reached into the satchel and taken one of the wrapped stacks of bills.

A female cry sent me running, and a glance over my shoulder as I ran across an open field told me I had two female pursuers. The field was very wide and long and open, nowhere to hide, and I was running out of steam. The ladies were about half my age and in much better shape.

I stopped suddenly, and the two of them slowed to a walk, moving toward me angrily, rope at the ready.

"Let's be reasonable," I said. "How about I just give you the money?"

"Around here we don't take kindly to thieves," the woman closest to me answered. "Just surrender and we'll rope you up and decide what to do next."

I was beat. I couldn't run or resist. I fell to my knees and put my hands on my head, and the women closed around me and pulled my hands behind my back. One tied my wrists while the other wrapped her rope around my torso, pinning my arms against my sides while my wrists were tied behind my back. I was helpless.

"It's a long walk back," the woman in front of me said. "And we're going to make this as embarrassing for you as possible. I have half a mind to drape you over my horse when we get back, ride you through town all trussed up and hand you over right in the street to the first female officer I find."

I blushed in shame as the ropes were drawn tight around me. I had run for nothing, only prolonging my brief freedom, and now the two women had captured me, and now that I was tied up, they could do literally whatever they wanted to me.

Source: Image by Microsoft Bing AI Image Generator. Text is mine.

It’s so perfect for you to be down there where you belong while I relax and chill