“ Perverts “ — Filet Crochet By Me

dyke masculinity is divine and considerate and sexy

I swear I just want to be manhandled and told that everything they’re doing is because they want to make me into a man, a good good fucking boy for them.

date idea you take me to the pet store and bring me to the large breed dog collar section and. and then you. you. you um. y

'Tops' (2024) by Lindsay Perryman a photo series and film documenting moments after top surgery

cock from a mean older butch that laughs when you whimper and say ‘it’s too big!’

“sweet boy” okay can i grind on your lap while you grope me however you’d like

oh, darling, you make for such a pretty boy, you know that?

you look so much like a fag with your five o'clock shadow in that dress. you've always been pretty, but god, you're a pretty boy now. and that just feels different, being called that, doesn't it?

you really oughta let it grow out a little.. shave it just a little longer for me? yes, i know it's barely there in a lot of places. you gotta get through the awkward growth phase to actually get a beard like mine. mines still filling out evenly, anyway. it takes time, handsome.

you're more of a boy in this dress and in your skirts and everything in your wardrobe you adore than any plain man off the street in his jeans and tshirt. you're more of a man than them, at the very least.

it makes you so much hotter to me, too. seeing you stand proud as that man in a dress. man in a skirt, a sleazy chest window top, anything people would deem 'girly.' you look better as a man in a dress than a girl in a dress, anyway..

Forcemasc-ing a butch so hard I convince him it's a mans job to suck my dick. Watching him hesitantly get on his knees while I coo to him about how this will be our little secret. Sitting on the porch, with such a stupid butch between my legs. Noticing how he's slowing down, drooling everywhere, must be too much. So obviously, I push the cigarette I've been smoking in front of his face and tell him if he doesn't speed up, I'm about to have myself a new ashtray, tapping my finger on his neck. Watching as he speeds up despite all his gagging.

The strap is real it's alive it's part of you a part of your soul and body is inside that commanding it,and you can astral project your nerve endings onto it with great ease and experience everrything it does. because it Loves You.