DOMS NEED AFTERCARE TOO!!!

make! your! sub! speak! positively! of! themselves! before! you! let! them! cum!

adjust language for pronoun, title, and pet name preferences as needed but things like

- “who’s my beautiful girl”

- “i am, i am”

- “you’re what?”

- “i’m your beautiful girl”

- “say it again, what are you?”

- “i’m - ah - a beautiful girl”

- “that’s right, beautiful girl. now be even prettier and cum for me.”

are everything, don’t let up on asking, repeat the phrase you want them to say often, and don’t let them cum until they’re kind to themselves. you can work as much teasing as you want into this, make them say it until they convince you they mean it, make them say all sorts of good things about themselves. the point is for your sub to associate loving themselves with the dopamine rush of their orgasm (i would not recommend doing this if you plan on ruining their orgasm, let this chemically play out all the way through for your sub), and this can be such a gift for dom’s too because you’re helping your sub see themselves the way you see them and making them more confident in themselves, especially as a creature of beauty, pleasure, and desire - not to mention the wonderful bonding opportunity this all can be for you both

tl;dr: take the praise kink to the next level by pulling an uno reverse card and making ur sub praise themselves

Normalise sex being fun and funny, not taking it entirely serious and knowing things will not go to plan. Being able to laugh at maybe a slightly strange sound or an unexpected move or slipping up on words when trying to be serious. It’s not p0rn, it’s real people and it’s not going to be a perfectly rehearsed sexy scene it’s real and human. If you can’t have fun and laugh with your partner even in some compromising positions you’re missing out. Keep a list of funny moments and sentences, it’s so much more personal and intimate when you can joke with each other.

NEED to fuck a nervous guy that's a virgin, i don't even care if i top or bottom. need to make him feel so good that he starts blabbering about all the fucked up shit he jerks off too

Science Exhibit Fantasy

You're spread out naked on a table as a presenter exhibits you to a room of people. They describe your body explicitly and talk about you like an object of curiosity, and the audience stares, intrigued. The presenter begins to stimulate you, remarking on your reactions. They pinch your nipple, and they remark on how when they do that, your nipples get hard, blood flows to your pussy, and your pussy starts to get wet to prepare for penetration. They say that these are all signs of sexual arousal, and you feel yourself blush.

They brush their gloved finger ever so gently along your wet pussy, flicking your clit, and explain that when they do that, you become more aroused, and that's why you're breathing faster and squirming a little. As they say this, you try to keep still.

The whole time they're doing this, you can feel the audience's eyes on you, and the air against your naked skin. You feel yourself involuntarily exhibiting all of the reactions the presenter is listing - hair standing on end, your heartbeat in your pussy, shakes, twitches, involuntary gasps or slight moans. Every time they predict a reaction and then force your body to do it, you feel more and more like a thing made for their amusement. But your pussy is so wet and you're desperate to be touched, even though it's so embarrassing to be put on display like this, moaning and writhing in front of all these people.

The last demonstration of the exhibit is showing them what it looks like and sounds like when you orgasm. Assistants step in to help with this step. Two begin to suck on your tits, flicking your nipples with their tongues. You moan involuntarily, writhing on the table. One lubes up a dildo and slides it into your pussy, pumping in and out of you excruciatingly slowly. Your eyes rolls back and your mouth gapes open, but you try to stifle your moans and resist the urge to touch yourself. In between gasps, you beg them to stop, not to make you cum in front of this room of strangers. But then one assistant begins to pump your swollen clit between their fingers, and within a few seconds you're screaming, unable to control yourself. The audience sits forward in their seats at this spectacle. You writhe and scream, shaking from the intensity of the orgasm, and as the come-down starts, you feel the dozens of eyes watching you and you want to crawl into a hole and disappear. You didn't want to cum in front of all these people, really. You just couldn't help it, it was so much. You didn't enjoy it, right?

The audience is amazed. They'll definitely tell all their friends about this fascinating new exhibit. Those friends will definitely buy tickets to the show tomorrow night. And the next. And the next...

Fakeboy story time!

You and your male friend are hanging out in his basement, smoking, playing video games, talking about girls. Just doing stuff for the boys, like you always do. But today, you felt a little bit different, more comfortable around him. Safe. So you finally decided to come out and tell him that you're trans.

"Wait, so like... you want to be a girl? That's fuckin weird dude..." he responds. Not the response you were looking for.

"No I mean, I was born a girl! And then I transitioned, before I even met you..." you say back, struggling with the words, not thinking it would need this much explanation. You'd assumed he suspected you were trans, but apparently not. "I wear a binder to keep my chest down, and I usually wear boy clothes, so i guess it might not be as obvious as i thought..." you whisper back at him, a little sad at how this is going.

"Wait, so you have fucking tits?" He lunges forwards and touches your chest. You yelp and try to pull away from him, but his hand stays on you. "Oh yeah, fuck dude... I feel something here blocking them..." he reaches down and grabs your shirt, starting to pull it off.

"W-wait, what are you doing?!?" You shout as your shirt flies up over your head, revealing your binder.

"Relax dude..." he responds, looking at your chest inquisitively. "Two guys seeing each other's chests is normal. What the hell is this bra you're wearing, looks uncomfortable as hell." He grabs at it and literally tears it off your chest, as you feel the sting of it snapping against your breasts. Your tits spring out immediately, showing just how large your chest really is. "Fuck dude..." he whispers in amazement. "Why the hell were you hiding these away from me?" He reaches down and grabs one of your tits, squeezing it in his hand.

"S-stop dude, that's not funny!" You shout, grabbing his hand and trying to pull it away. But he doesn't budge an inch. You'd wrestled together before and knew he was stronger than you, but he must've been holding back before, because now, he felt stronger than ever. "Please... don't..." you try to stammer out, struggling not to moan as he squeezes here, brushing your nipples with his fingers.

"Can't believe you were hiding this from me all this time... I could've been having so much fun! You could've been my tomboy girlfriend..." he says shoving you down and getting on top of you, squeezing your tits harder and causing an involuntary moan to come out of you, getting a small smirk out of him.

"I'm not a girl though!" You shout back at him, trying to shove him off. But he just smiles back.

"If you're not a girl, then what are these?" He says, squeezing your tits harder. You moan, louder than before, impossible to ignore. "And what's this?" He says, tearing a hole in the front of your sweats, revealing your nicely shaved pussy. You stare down, fear beginning to build up in your body as you realize that he's not stopping.

"And if you're a 'real man' than why don't you have one of these?" He asks, pulling out his cock. It's massive, as big as the ones you see in porn all the time. His dick is throbbing, just inches from your face, a pearly drop of precum dripping down and resting on your chin.

"Please... don't do this..." you whimper out, struggling not to cry, but also not to moan just at the sight of his dick.

"Don't worry..." he leans down, whispering into your ear. "You're going to love it." And with that, he shoves his dick straight into your pussy, no lube, no preparation. Surprisingly, it doesn't hurt at all, probably because you're already soaked just from thinking about what he's doing to you. You cry out, half a scream for help, half a moan as he thrusts in and out of you, making you feel things you never have when you've masturbated.

"Fuck, you weren't lying last month when you said you were a virgin, you feel so fucking good around my cock, slut..." he grunts out, thrusting into you furiously, without any care for you pleasure. Despite that, it feels great. You hate that he's doing this, you hate that he's fucking you like a girl, that he's fucking you at all. But you can't deny the physical pleasure of the whole situation... still, you try to get him to stop.

"Please, please s-stop!" You yell, holding in a moan while he slaps your tits and fucks you harder. "I'm not a girl, d-don't fuck me like one!" You'd prefer if he wasn't fucking you at all, but that's as much as you can ask for.

"Shut it, bitch. You hid this from me for so long, the least you can do to repay me is to let me use your pussy how I want... I'm going to use you all night, fucking you and cumming in you over and over..."

Your heart stops for a moment and your eyes grow wide. "Cumming in m-me...?" You ask, looking up at him with fear. "You can't! I'm not on birth control or anything!!" You grab his arms and try to push him off, but it's no use.

"Oh? I thought you were a "man" though? Men can't get pregnant, so I'll cum in you all I want... then we'll see..." he says, thrusting harder and harder. You can tell that he's already getting close to cumming, judging from the speed he's going at. You do your best to try and push him off, all while begging him to stop over and over, but it's no use. After just a few minutes, he finally plunges his cock deep inside of you, so far and fast that it actually makes you cum, squeezing his cock even harder as it starts finishing inside of you, filling you up with a feeling of warmth, overflowing and hitting every inch inside your pussy with his seed. After a minute or so of you both orgasming and panting, he collapses on top of you, with his cock still inside of you, and gives you a nice, intimate kiss. You try and push him off now, but it's still no use. He's too big, too strong to get off of you, like any real man is.

"Fuck..." he whispers out, kissing you again and again as you try to avoid his mouth. "That was amazing... we're doing that again as soon as I get hard." He props himself up on his elbows and looks down at you, relishing in the look of pure terror still sitting on your face. "You're a really good actor, with this whole "man" character you've been playing. But let's see how good of an act you can put up when your belly starts swelling in a few months..."

You look back at him in shock and start crying, hoping that your tears will convince him to let you go. Instead, you just feel his cock inside of you, growing hard once more.

Someone calling me a Good Boy while holding my legs open so that they can keep fucking me while I'm overstimulated and crying and shaking and writhing would fix me I think.

You know its ok to want to be looked after no matter who or what you are. Nothing against any of the identities im about to use as examples i promise

But you dont have to be a little for me to hand feed you. You dont have to be a doll for me to dress you. You dont have to be a pet for me to wash and brush your hair. You dont have to be submissive for me to bathe you. Or a bottom for me to brush your teeth. You can be dominant and i can still hold you tight and whisper in your ear that everything is going to be ok. You can be a top and i can still run my fingernails up and down your back as you relax into my arms.

There are no restrictions on wanting to be loved and treasured and cared for in any way that makes you feel good

TRADE OFFER!!!

I receive: a pic of the sickest porn you like (dickpics do not apply)

You receive: a pic of whatever you want to see of me (not mu face tho) ;3

Puppy boys that would be perfect doms; built strong and tall, confident and proud - but are actually the whiniest little sluts in private. Ugh.

Oh you wanna fuck me so bad, don't you, baby? You think I can't feel your thick cock pulsing against my thigh? The way you push me into the matress, groaning into my neck like a dog in rut. You're so hard already and we haven't even done anything, pup. So pathetic, aren't you?

But he won't get to fuck me. We just watch his uselessly big cock leak all over his stomach as I split him open on mine while he thanks me for it like the good boy he is.

there's something about holding a guy in your lap and telling him that he's doing so well and being such a good boy while you're up to your knuckles with your hand in his shorts and you can feel him rutting against your fingers and he's just soaking your hand and you hear him trying to hold in his moans cause he's shy so you gotta remind him how pretty he sounds by pressing up on that spot that makes his brain turn off and