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I am interested in two, and perhaps three styles of erotic (or kinky) hypnosis. The rules for posting here baffle the hell out of me. I want to to post videos of the two or three varieties of trance (hypnosis).

There seems to be the completely WRONG belief that watching a hypnosis video will somehow DO something to you. This is flat out bull-der-snatch.

It's wrong!

Watching a video on hypnosis is like watching ANY other kind of video. I can't explain the differences in style, in writing. It would take my writing a small book. By showing a person can see the styles. They can say to themselves "Ooooh, I LIKE this" or "Meh, that part didn't do anything for me."

If you personally are curious let me know and I will point you to videos. I want to do hypno with adult human females. That's what I want to do.

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I wanna play! I’m looking for a bit of online fun, phone calls, etc, maybe irl if we’re close and hit it off… I prefer older guys, and really want to explore my Master/slave kink and daddy kink more. I’m pretty small so I lovee a size difference and also like age gaps… and I’m super duper sweet and pretty friendly, so let’s chat if you’re interested okay? <3

I am looking for small in height and just a tiny black woman to have fun with. I’m a very laid back person who is good in bed

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I would want someone who tells me what to do and controls me they can be my keyholder for my small cage if you want just hmu and see if we get along

She arrived at the hotel slightly flustered. At work, she was always calm and confident; but now a host of butterflies were dancing in her tummy. She found her way to the room and knocked on the door.

A voice replied from within “Come in”. She paused for a moment and turned the handle. Inside was a cosy room with a large brass-framed bed. She could not see the owner of the voice.

“Close your eyes” the instruction came from behind the door, softly spoken but authoritative. She obeyed and immediately she sensed him step from behind the door, closing it, turning the key and standing behind her.

He had in his hands a long silk scarf which he tied neatly across her eyes, forming a blindfold. Now she could see nothing. “I’d like you to follow me” he intoned. She did not reply as he led her by the hand to the bed. She sat down.

This was their first meet. By text and email, their discussion had elaborated on their needs and desires. Everything else was new. They had established and agreed their boundaries. She knew him just enough to trust him. But it was meeting for the first time. And she had still not seen him. Blindfolded, she sensed his presence to be calm but authoritative. In control.

“You are an exceptionally gorgeous woman”. He meant it. She was stunningly beautiful, with her tumbling locks of hair and pale complexion. Now he was unbuttoning her blouse. In truth, though she could not see this, he was entranced by her femininity, her curves, her soft skin, her fragrance, her presence. "I am going to undress you, tie you up and make love to you. Is that what you want?" he asked. "Yes" she replied, without hesitating.

He was deliberate and slow in taking off her clothes. She made no attempt to resist. Beneath she was wearing black lingerie, contrasting so well with her fair skin. She felt his warm breath on her cheek. He was kissing her lips. Now her mouth. She kissed back.

She felt his hands run up inside her panties.

“You do look delightful in these” he said “but I think you would be even more delightful without them”. She felt him remove her bra and panties. Now she was naked.

She felt him turn her over so now she was lying on her back in the centre of the bed. “I’d like you to lie down just here”. She did so. He took her arms and raised them above her head. She felt him winding thick, soft rope around her left wrist and securing it. “It will not bruise” he assured her. Then she felt her wrist placed against the unyielding bedstead, he made three turns around both with the rope and tied a knot. It was comfortable but very firm. He repeated the procedure with her right wrist.

There was a brief pause. Was he admiring his handiwork? She could see nothing. She felt him take her left foot in his hand and extend her leg fully towards the bottom bedstead. “This is where your height really does matter” he said mischievously, as he gently tugged her foot a little more. Now she was at full stretch and her ankle just reached the bed frame. Quickly, before she could retract her leg, he tied a loop of rope around her ankle and secured it around the bedstead, same style as her wrist. He repeated the procedure with her right ankle. It was neat and effective. She was spreadeagled, stretched out as far as she could comfortably be extended. And she could barely move. Her heart was pounding.

“You are my prisoner." His voice was still soft but his tone was uncompromising. “Yes” she murmured. Then she felt his breath on her cheek. His lips touched hers. He was longing to explore her shapely, full lips and what is within. She tasted sweet.

He kissed her again, this time more deeply. She kissed back. She could not say how long the kiss lasted but she was totally turned on by its urgency and her ness. It was perhaps the most sensuous moment she had ever experienced. She sensed him stand up and although she could still see nothing, she felt his eyes scanning her completely body.

"What are you going to do?" she asked. "I want you to take me".

"Oh", he replied "I don't think you quite appreciate your situation. Plus we can’t have you moaning too loudly; this is a classy hotel. Would you like to be gagged?”

What if I refuse, she thought, but she already had a good idea of the answer. And she wanted it. She momentarily contemplated making a cheeky riposte but in view of her situation, thought better of it. Instead she murmured “yes please”.

She was not sure what he was going to use to silence her but did not have to wait long to find out. She felt him place a large, neatly folded silk handkerchief in her mouth, well between her teeth, and then pull it into place with a silk scarf tied passed behind her head, under her hair, and secured between her teeth. She felt him pull it tight. “Bite down please” he ordered. She did so, holding the partly formed knot in place while he tied it again. The result was quite tight, so the silk handkerchief, although soft to bite on, was firm and unyielding. She could not on it and she could not spit it out. He had not finished though.

“Try these” he said, with a playful tone in his voice. She felt something small and silky pushed into place between her lips, on top of the knotted silk scarf between her teeth. She immediately realised it was her knickers. “I want you to taste what I am going to taste” he explained. There is something erotically humiliating about being gagged with your own knickers. Especially when, despite her best efforts to remain cool and calm on her way to the meet, she had become rather … wet. But with her cleave gag already in place, it was certainly too late to protest now. Then she felt him pass another, wider, silk scarf over the outside of her mouth and tie that, equally tightly, behind her head. This, she realised, would hold her knickers in place, soak up any drool and ensure no sound could escape, even if she screamed. What she could not see, as she was still blindfolded, is that he had chosen a scarf to complete the gag, matching the colour of her eyes. He always liked to be creative.

This was really very kinky. She bit hard into the gag and tried to call out his name but all she could say was "Mmmmmmmmm." She was able to make so little sound it was remarkable. Less than she would have made humming to herself. Experimentally, she tried to yell “Help!” Same result: “Mmmmmmmm”. OMG! This was what it feels like to be totally . A Damsel in Distress.

"Is the gag OK?" he asked. She nodded, biting furiously. "It is a work of art" he murmured. The gag was effectively done and unyielding. She marvelled that such a simple device as a silk handkerchief, a pair of knickers and two silk scarves could be so effective and so ….. HOT.

“Let me just test it” he said mischievously. She sensed his breath on her right breast, then a sharp sensation as he gently bit her nipple. She cried out, in surprise rather than in , but made not a sound. She was silenced.

“I want to see your eyes” he said and removed her blindfold. She blinked momentarily in the light. Now she could see him for the very first time. He was naked, well-built, rather taller than her and stronger. Hairy arms, chest, legs. That was wild! And he was well endowed. Almost scarily well endowed. Their eyes met and it felt as if they were gazing into each other’s souls. She struggled ly but there was no way to protest now.

She was bound to a large brass bed, lying on a soft quilt. Her head was resting on sumptuous pillows. The room was elegantly furnished. Daylight streamed through the window, which was not overlooked from outside. Two scented candles were burning on the bedside table, filling the room with the aroma of vanilla. A variety of toys and implements, some unfamiliar, were spread out on the dresser. She wriggled a little to test her bonds. By stretching herself out as far as she could, from fingers to toes, the ropes lay loosely around her wrists and ankles; there was no feeling of restraint. But if she tried to move from that position, the soft rope offered firm resistance to her wrists and ankles. She knew that she could struggle as hard as she liked and not get free. The gag likewise was comfortable in her mouth, as long as she did not try to resist it. Indeed, it felt somehow comforting to know she could not protest, even if she wanted to. But when she tried to push out the gag, the silk tightened and she could not dislodge it.

She knew she had been restrained elegantly, effectively and expertly. In comfort if she lay still; complete restraint if she resisted. She had wanted escapism; now there was no possibility of physical escape. But her mind was truly free. She would experience to its fullest possible extent whatever fantasy her new lover had planned.

Oh, she was so wet! It was embarrassing how much she wanted to be taken.

But he had other plans. While she was observing all this and testing her restraints, he had never taken his eyes off her. Turning her attention from her predicament to her captor, she sensed him visually devouring her. His eyes were admiring every inch of her body. He loved her sensuous curves. Her freshness and beauty. Her perfect cheekbones. He adored the way her flowing hair fell across the pillows. He was entranced by her wonderfully expressive eyes, their colour perfectly echoed by the pretty silk scarf covering her mouth.

Now he was kissing her. Starting with her cheeks, then her neck. Onward to her breasts. He gently bit each of her nipples in turn. She tried to cry out but was muffled by the gag. He moved on to her tummy. Savouring every part of her skin. Fully exploring her body with his tongue. Every curve explored.

He reached her crotch and she willed him to continue right there. But frustratingly, he continued onward, down her right leg to her toes. He took each toe in turn in his mouth and sucked hard. The sensation shot right through her body. She writhed in her bonds. How long could this go on?

She needed to come.

Now he swapped over to her left leg again and continued kissing. Up her calf, then her thigh. Would he continue? The frustration was unbearable. He reached her pussy. This was too much. He kissed her labia, generously adding his saliva to her moist lips. It was unbelievably good. He continued, teasing her clitoris with his tongue. She had never been pushed so far. She tried to scream but made no sound. He stopped.

Now he was poised over her on all fours, watching her struggling. He had taken her 99% of the way to climax but denied her. And he knew it. “Did you come?” he asked, rhetorically. She shook her head and glared at him. If her hands had been free, she would have finished herself off in seconds. If she had not been gagged, she would have begged him to do it for her. But as it was, she could only struggle wildly and beg with her eyes; frustrated and humiliated. And all he did was watch, loving every moment of her .

Unrequited, the intensity of her frustrated passion began to subside. She could see his erection was huge. She knew he wanted her more than anything in the world but she did not know how much patience he had. Would he make love to her now?

She watched him pick up a small leather-pleated whip and run the pleats through his fingers, while staring intensely at her breasts. She realised there was a long way to go yet. "OK?" he said. She wasn't sure if it was a statement or a question but she nodded. Instantly he brought the whip down across her breasts. It was a deliciously sharp sensation. She gasped and tried to cry out, again in surprise rather than , but the only sound she could make was a barely audible moan. In that instant she realised why he had no choice but to gag her so effectively. A lady can't go screaming in a posh hotel.

The second stoke of the whip was even sweeter than the first. He caught her right nipple perfectly, sending pleasure shooting right through her body. She decided to give up struggling and lay perfectly still as he administered the third, fourth and fifth stokes. They just felt so good. He paused and gazed into her eyes, looking momentarily serious. "Are you enjoying that?" he asked. She nodded, realising as she did so that in her current state of intense arousal, she would enjoy a little more than she had previously thought. It was as if he read her mind. "Would you like it a little harder?" he asked. She nodded again. This time he wasn't holding back. The next five strokes stung, just slightly. Each time she gasped and moaned softly into her gag. It was an exquisite experience.

"I think you need to cool down after that" he said mischievously. She watched him take an ice cube from a small cold bag that had previously been out of her sight. He popped the ice cube in his mouth. Then he started kissing her breasts, even more intensely and urgently than before, allowing the cold ice to rub against her skin. It both soothed the whipping and stimulated her even further. He left the ice cube to melt in her cleavage and picked up another cube. First he teased her nipples with it before trailing it down the inside of her thighs and then pushing it deep inside her pussy. She was so hot down there that the ice melted in seconds. It was the wildest sensation she had ever had. She wanted to tell him how good it felt but was unable to do more than moan inaudibly with pleasure.

Whatever could be next?

He paused and waited for her to recover from this latest experience. For five minutes she lay perfectly still, getting her breath back; her breasts gently heaving as she breathed. “You are by far the most gorgeous and daring woman I have ever been with” he murmured. Then he took a vibrator from the bedside table. He ran it over her skin, right round her body, a delicious tingling sensation. Then touched her clitoris. He repeated the whole process several times, she lost count. But each time he touched her clitoris, she was pushed closer to orgasm. Realising that he might deny her again, she lay still without making a sound so he would not know how close she was. One more touch, she was confident, would take her there. She gave no sign. But somehow he knew. He stopped.

“No” she cried, but the gag translated her protest into “Mmmmmmm…” She had been denied twice. This was too much. He was broadly grinning as he watched her , intensely satisfied that he had judged her response perfectly.

After she had calmed down from her latest , she could see his eyes were twinkling even more mischievously. In his right hand he was holding a leather paddle. “Like to try this?” he asked rhetorically but she did not even try to respond. Whack! She felt it come down across the inside of her left thigh. So good! Now her right thigh. Followed by the left again ... and her right. “Naughty girls deserve to be spanked” he admonished. “And you are very naughty.”

She gazed at him, trying to get her breath back and wondering what was coming next. He picked up one of the candles from the dresser, rich in molten wax and held it above her left breast. She watched as he slowly tipped the candle. She knew what would follow. She waited for the hot wax to fall onto her skin. Those few seconds waiting seemed an eternity. What would it feel like? Would it burn? The only certainty was that she could do nothing to avoid it. The wax tumbled from its holder, landed on her breast and once more sent the most delicious sensation shooting through her body. She gasped with pleasure and but her gag turned her gasp into a barely audible erotic moan. The sensation was both sharp and delicious, just as he knew it would be. She realised she had been holding her breath. She released the tension and exhaled.

Then she watched him repeat the wax, this time on her right breast. It was equally as pleasurable, though the second time the extra frission of was missing. This time, as the wax landed, she writhed in her bonds, testing them even more than she had during the oral sex. Her bonds did not yield. She bit hard into her gag and realised it was making her drool. Wet panties now! Complete loss of control. And he was loving it.

"Do you want me to make love to you?" he asked, coarsely and rhetorically. She looked at his huge erection and nodded as hard as she could, abandoning even a pretence at dignity and beseeching him with her expressive eyes. "Would you like to wear these while I do that?" he asked, dangling a pair of nipple clamps attached by a small chain. Those, she thought, looked scary. She shook her head. "Oh shame" he replied, with a mischievous look in his eyes. "The sensation is really sharp and it doesn't hurt. But if you don't want to try it, we don't have to have sex either. Shall I untie you and we can go for dinner?"

Oh no! This felt like an impossible choice. Accept the nipple clamps and feel him inside her, which she desperately needed, or forgo both. Her mind could not make a decision but her body decided for her. He asked again "Clamps?" This time she nodded. "Good girl" he murmured.

She watched him make an adjustment to the clamps, but whether he was tightening or loosening them she could not tell. Then he positioned the first clamp around her right nipple. She gasped as he gently, lovingly, released his grip, so almost imperceptibly her nipple took the pressure. It was an even sharper, more delicious sensation than the wax. Once more her gag comprehensively muffled her protest. She closed her eyes as he applied the second clamp and waited, as if in a state of erotic suspended animation. “I know that hurts a little” he said softly “but a girl can be distracted”.

She realised that she was at the cusp of orgasm and had been there for some time. The wax and the clamps would have tipped her over the edge, were it not for the gag. It was holding her back. She felt like a bottle of champagne that had been vigorously shaken, fizzing wildly, but the cork still in. In fact, she would probably have had a dozen climaxes by now, had she not been so expertly restrained, silenced and handled. She could feel her foregone orgasms welling up inside her, jostling to get out. The wildest thought crossed her mind: what if they all came at once? What would it feel like? Could her body handle it? What would it do to her mind?

She wanted to be taken, fully possessed, penetrated by him. Her inability to influence his actions and her reactions was unbelievably frustrating but somehow also liberating. He was watching her intensely and she could see that his erection was huge. Unable to speak, she begged him with her eyes. He responded by putting on a condom.

Now he was on top of her, his erection pressing into her tummy.

She struggled even harder than before. Everything so far was a preamble. This was her wildest, darkest fantasy come true. She was about to be taken by a man she had never previously met. She was completely unable to influence the course of events. All she could do was bite hard on the gag and will him with her eyes. But what was she willing him to do? It made no difference, she had no choice.

She felt him start to penetrate her and it felt incredibly good. She felt his penis deep inside her and gasped, biting hard on her gag. Her ness was a totally wild sensation. She tried yelling a profanity at the top of her voice, but made no sound. She could let go and yell as hard as she liked with complete abandon, certain that no-one could hear.

His face was close to hers, their eyes locked together. As he started thrusting, deep inside her, she realised that she was being taken to a place she had never been.

Exhausted by her struggles, she lay still, moaning gently, almost crying with the intensity of it all, awaiting her ultimate climax. An extraordinary feeling was welling deep inside her.

Surely the cork must pop.

She sensed he was near his climax and knew she would join him. How long they were there together, at the moment before climax, neither of them could say. It was the closest thing either of them had experienced to standing at the gates of heaven.

She felt him come, exploding inside her. It pushed her over the edge, to her greatest ever orgasm. She felt transported to a different plane of consciousness. A place of pure pleasure.

When she came round, she was free. He had untied her and removed the gag, though she had not even felt him do it. She was lying on her back and he was cradling her with one arm and looking into her lovely eyes.

What an amazing way to meet a lover. Could it ever get better than this?

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Looking for somebody who enjoys a large cock down their throat and a throat pie. Open to many things but really want my dick sucked by somebody who enjoys sucking dick. Female only.

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I'll be 100% honest... I'm looking for a pretty, young sub who is curious about bdsm and eager for me to show her the ropes...
I like to get cross-faded on coke and Molly, maybe a shot or two of alcohol, and treating you like the goddess you are - making you the exact center of my attention as I focus on pleasing you with my mouth and hands, tongue and fingers until you're soaking wet and asking me to put this big cock inside you... I'd continue to finger you and flick my tongue against your clit, teasing you as you whimper and squeeze my throbbing cock with both hands while stroking it up and down. "Ask nicely," I'd growl, as you'd continue to look me in the eyes, stroking my hard cock. "Oh, please, daddy, I want to feel you stretching this little pussy out as you make love to me." "Good girl," I'll tell you, climbing on top of you as you spread your legs and wrap them around me, pulling me close. I'll grab the back of your neck with one hand, breathing ruggedly against your ear as you bend your hips, angling up towards me and I feel the soft moisture coating your velvet lips. I push against you, and gently start to rock back and forth, applying more and more pressure. "Please, daddy. I need you," You whisper, reaching to grab my dick and guide it inside. That's when I grab your wrists, them above your head, and grasp them tightly in one hand. I pull away from you just enough until my dick head is slowly spreading your lips, slowly grinding back and forth, exploring, pushing gently between your folds. As I feel you open up completely for me, I grind into you slowly, using my other hand to grab your face gently, lightly squeezing your cheeks as you open your mouth in ecstacy, softly moaning as I bury my length inside of you. You shudder and wrap your arms around me, pulling me close as I push myself as deep as I can go, filling you deliciously with my hard and throbbing cock. "You've been such a good girl for me," I praise, slowly grinding in and out of you and kissing you passionately. "Such a good girl for me," I repeat, slowly quickening my pace as I feel you getting even wetter and beginning to match the tempo with your hips. "So now I'm going to give you what I know you truly want deep down inside, baby girl...." Long, hard stroke. You cry out. Long, deep and hard stroke. You cry out. "I'm going to treat you like the dirty little slut you are," Long, hard, stroke. You cry out. My strokes continue to get faster and harder. "Look at me while I'm fucking you, baby girl," I tell you, hand gripping your throat as I grind harder and faster into you. You obey. Long, hard stroke. Long, hard stroke. Longhardstroke. Longhardstroke. "Now I'm going to use this tight little body of yours as if you're my personal fuck doll." Longer, harder stroke. Longer, harder stroke. You're crying out and moaning louder and louder as I fuck you like I own you, like I'm angry with you, like your that tight little pussy of yours owes me and my only mission is to use this tool of mine to beat the absolute dogshit out of it. "Ohhhh please daddy," you cry out, digging your nails into my back as I continue to fuck you senseless, gripping your throat and squeezing your tittes. "Don't stoppppp," you cry out, getting closer and closer to reaching orgasm. Longhardfaststroke.Longhardfaststroke.Longhardfaststroke. My cock stiffens and swells inside of you as I watch the sexy faces you make and listen to your sexy ass moans and cries of pleasure. "I'm about to cummmm!!' Please --" you're begging me, literally seconds away from busting all over my cock -- when I abruptly pull out, lightly but firmly slap your face, snatch a handful of your hair, and pull you off the bed, forcing you onto your knees, slightly scaring yet immensely exciting you to be so fully dominated in so many ways by me. You recognize the , and your pussy becomes soaked, slowly dripping onto the floor and creating a small puddle between your legs. "Naughty, naughty girl," I scold you, twisting your hair around my clenched fist, pulling your head back, forcing you to look up at me as I stand over you, slowly stroking my hard, wet cock with my other hand. You start to slowly open your mouth, tongue out, as your eyes q.uickly alternate between hungrily watching me stroke this big cock you love so much right in front of your face, to looking me in the eyes and pouting and pleading with me through your sexy ass facial expressions. "What did I do wrong, daddy? I thought I was being such a good girl for you??" You ask me, upset with yourself to have caused me displeasure. "Open wide." I tell you, and you obey, eagerly reaching with both hands to grab by cock as it fills your mouth. "No baby girl." I tell you, and you drop your hands, tightening your lips around me and sucking while twirling your tongue around my tip. "You were being such a good girl for me," I tell you, hand still wrapped in your hair, pulling your head back, forcing you to look at me as my cock lightly pushes against the back of your throat, causing your pussy to throb as you try to imagine just how much of my dick will fit down your throat before you begin gagging. "Such a good girl," I tell you, pulling my cock out of that pretty little mouth of yours, a loud sucking sound being made as my swollen dick head passed between your lips. "Such a good girl to me. But were you about to cum for me baby girl? I ask, slowly stroking this dick just above you again. "Yes daddy. You were fucking me so good I couldn't hold back. I was so close to cumming all over your big dick," you tell me, reaching for my cock and beginning to open wide, eager to begin pleasuring me with your mouth again. I slap your face again. Lightly but firmly. "Good girls don't cum without asking." I scold you, smacking you in the face with my cock. "I'm sorry, daddy," you tell me. opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue, ready to make it up to me with your mouth, ready to prove you are everything I need you to be, everything I want you to be. "Are you?" I ask, slowly pushing my head back into your mouth, between your parted lips, deeper and deeper, your mouth filling with saliva, until I gently push through that little hole and am officially in your throat. "Mhm," you mumble, mouth full of cock, looking up at me with tears forming in your eyes as you struggle not to cough and on your spit. I grab you by the back of your neck with one hand, and gently stroke your face with the other, admiring how pretty you are. "Such a sexy and pretty little slut you are for me, with a mouthful of your favorite dick... I forgive you baby girl, I do. But you have to learn from your mistakes so you can satisfy me fully, in all the ways I need you to. Do you understand, angel?" "Yes daddy," you mumble around a mouthful of dick, and that finally does it. The vibrations in your mouth created from using your vocal chords - which are currently wrapped around my cock - create just enough space between this fat dick you love so much, and the small hole in the back of your throat for some of your spit to escape escape through. You start to sputter, mouth still full of hard dick, and as you sharply inhale, more saliva goes down your throat, causing you to . Fighting for air, you try and unblock you air ways by removing my big fat cock from your mouth, but I grab you by the back of your head with one hand, grab and pinch your nostrils with the other, then my cock deeper down your throat, your saliva running down. the length of my shift, down my balls, and dripping onto the floor as you struggle to get oxygen, precious precious oxygen. Your eyes begin to tear up and you start coughing and choking more violently. I push myself deeper into your mouth, harder against the back wall of your throat, determined to fit at least 3/4 of this dick down your throat. Your makeup is starting to smear because the tears have begun to slowly descend down your face. You are desperately wanting oxygen, knowing in the back of your mind that I can suffocate you with my hard wet dick. [I'm such a dirty fucking slut for this man,] you think to yourself, tapping on my stomach to try and communicate to me that you desperately need air. I ignore those little love taps and continue to myself deeper down your throat, stretching your jaws wider and wider. [This man needs to go to jail for what he's doing to me,] you think to yourself, so sexually stimulated, aroused to the max as you begin tapping on my stomach with both hands, [so much time this man can get fuck doing this to me,] the thought continues as panic slowly begins to descend upon you. [Assault with a deadly weapon. Attempted . Assault and battery. Strangulation...] You're naming possible criminal charges in your head, your mouth smack full of something you're slowly falling in love with, and every second that ticks by is one closer to being face fucked into eternity. [Oh,well,] you think to yourself, slightly giddy from lack of air and feeling delirious, [at least I'll die doing what I love. sucking a fat ass cock and fulfilling every sexual fantasy and desire of my master.] My dick is deep down your throat, and, by my calculations, you only have another 10 seconds or so, 20 max, without oxygen before you start to turn blue. I've been determined to shove this fucker as far as possible down your throat, and you have definitely surprised me by taking damn near 7" of this hard dick. You've only got another half inch or so between your lips and the base of my cock, and I've got this crazy ass idea that you might just be able to swallow this whole thing - something not many have been able to do. "C'mon baby girl, c'mon princess. You can do it," I encourage you, my faith that you'll being able to add your name to a very short list increasing by the millisecond. "C'mon baby girl, swallow this big dick, you're almost there." Your lips are tight around me, and between coughs and moments of choking and feeling as though you're about to drown on your own saliva, your ears perk up and you hear my voice, telling you exactly what I need from you in this very moment. And you lock in. I let go of your nose, allowing you to inhale again. Breathing in as much air as possible through your nose - which isn't very much - you hold your breath and focus on obeying me. [No need to disappoint my daddy twice in one night,] you think to yourself, readying yourself for what you know has to come next - or else. You relax your jaw muscles, and I feel the back wall of your throat, which I've been pressed against for the last 30 seconds, pull back a bit. Eyes on fire with concentration, mouth full of a juicy and delicious cock, you the last half inch of my cock down your throat, pressing your lips against my the base of my cock where my public hair grows. "Ohhhh, Good Girlllll!" I praise you, amazed and impressed that you were able to take the whole thing. [With a little bit of throat training,] I think to myself, [this beautiful and supple little fuck doll of mine will be able to deepthroat at least 85% of my length, no problem.] You keep your lips pressed against my pelvis for another couple seconds, feeling dizzy from lack of oxygen, but proud of yourself for being able to make the person who has been responsible for fulfilling so many of your sexual fantasies, happy. Not to mention surprised feeling quite accomplished at having taken the entire length of a big, fat, long, thick, and throbbing cock down your throat. "Almost there, darling," I tell you softly, dick still d down your throat. "To really be able to say you swallowed this entire dick, you have to be able to touch your nose to my stomach while deepthroating. Panic setting in hard. Fast. No oxygen. Death. Big dick in your mouth, which you thought you swallowed like a true throat goat, but come to find out, you haven't even totally deepthroated it yet. Darkness falling. only a circle of vision remaining. Light. Bright light. Deepthroat. [Got to deepthroat this big dick now or I'm dead,] was your final thought... before I grab the back of your head and pull you close as the base of my cock pushes against your lips, pushing them backwards, and then - Only darkness everywhere. No sound. No nothing. Just darkness. Blinding light! And you're coughing and choking and breathing in and out as though these were your first breaths. "You okay baby girl?" I ask you. "Yes." You answer between deep breaths. "Just disappointed I guess," sadly said with eyes downcast. "Why are you sad my beautiful little princess?" I ask. "I wasn't able to touch my nose to your stomach," you mumble. Which makes my heart swell for you. So eager to please. So pure. So sexy how you want to be everything I need and how you get upset when you feel like you're not that. <But you are. Everything I need, that is.> "Oh, baby girl." I coo to you. "My sweet, sweet, perfect little slut, Goddess of all my sexual desires and fantasies. You poor, pretty, pitiful little thing. You definitely deepthroated my entire cock. Nose to stomach. I didn't think you'd be able to, but you put this big dick away! You've set yourself apart from all but maybe one or two who've also been able to. Not many people are able to get past the halfway mark. You are such a skilled and naughty sexual minx," I tell you, grabbing my half-erect cock and beginning to stroke it with one hand, waking it up a bit from its short nap, and causing it to begin to lengthen and swell again. You look in my eyes, a trace of doubt hidden behind your eyebrows, but what you see when you hold my gaze convinces you I'm telling the truth. "Oh yay!!!" You shout, your mood suddenly doing a complete 180. "You mean I swallowed this entire thing?" You ask in mock disbelief, grabbing my dick and stroking my ego while squeezing and stroking my almost-erect cock. "Yes baby girl," I tell you, tracing your jawline with my finger as you continue to stroke my cock, causing it to stand at full attention. "God," you say, continuing to stroke my ego, knowing damn well how much I love to hear you sweetly talking dirty to me. "I can't believe I fit this big dick of yours all the way down my throat. Did it feel good, daddy?" "Yes baby girl, it felt amazing. Nobody has makes me think or feel the way you do when you have my cock in your mouth, and you're taking pride in sucking me off, just the way I like." "Nobody?" You ask, stroking your own ego now as you you lean toward my cock, looking into my eyes as you open your mouth to begin sucking on me again. "No baby girl. I don't even remember why I was upset with you. I go on powertrips sometimes, and take it out on you. You don't deserve that baby girl. You are the very definition of a good girl. And I'm going to use my body against your body tonight to show you how much I like you." You beam at me with pleasure, eating up the praise I give you before collecting all the saliva in your mouth and preparing to eat me up. you look me in the eyes as you allow the saliva to slowly pour from your mouth in a single stream, both hands gripped around and stroking the object of your adoration and satiation as your saliva falls over the top of my dick head, coating it and running down and around your hands and fingers as you continue to stroke it, looking in my eyes with a fierceness I haven't seen before. You switch your grip and grab my cock at the base, wiggling it around and shaking it, loving how heavy and thick it feels, imagining how good it's going to feel when you finally sit on it and start to ride. You open your mouth and take me in. Oh the wet warmth! You spend about 10 minutes sucking my dick like you've got a point to prove, every bob of your head causing most of my cock to disappear into your mouth, with no gagging or choking! Such a quick learner! I am so proud of you as I watch you continue to fuck me with your mouth, making it very sloppy and wet, the loud sucking sounds of your wet mouth turning me on more than I thought was possible. "You like sucking my dick, baby girl?" You look into my eyes as your mouth begins to move down my length, just past my dick head. You hold the gaze and you slowly take the entire dick down your throat for the second time. Sucking, tongue swirling, saliva warm and encapsulating my cock, I watch in fascination as first your lips, then your nose touch my stomach. You open your mouth and spit me out, laughing and sputtering, trails of saliva connecting your open mouth to my dick which you have in both hands and are stroking the shift while twisting the head. You laugh again, use one hand to grab all the streams of saliva attached to your face, and then put them all onto my hard dick which before continuing to stroke it lovingly. "I do, daddy. I love feeling it grow and throb inside my mouth. I love feeling the veins begin to bulge all over it as I hold it tightly by the base and suck it hard like it's a ballon I'm inflating. I love feeling you squirm as you begin to feel the cum building up. I love when you stand over me and cum all over my face after fucking me for hours. I love everything about this dick and how you use it to punish and reward me. But do you know what I love most of all, daddy?" You purr, reaching down to play with yourself with one hand while continuing to stroke me with the other. "What's that baby girl? Tell me what you love the most so I can make it happen for you."
"Most of all, I love when you fuck my throat. I love when you use my mouth to masterbate. Just feeling your hard cock grind in and out of my mouth, makes my pussy so wet, daddy." "Is that so, darling?" "Mhm." you mumble, looking up at my coyly. "Well, two things are about to happen then," I tell you. "Okay..." You say, anxious to learn what happens next. "I'm going to fuck your throat exactly how you like it. I'm going to use your mouth as if it has no other purpose other than getting me off quickly and hard. How does that sound to you, baby girl?" "Yes, please, daddy. Use me however you want. I'm your fuckdoll, have you way with me." But first, before I shove my dick in your mouth again, you're going to be a good girl and ask me, very sweetly, to fuck your face. Do you understand?" "Yes daddy. I understand." "Good." "Will you please, daddy?" "Will I what?" "Fuck my face, please?" "I'd love to baby girl, but I'm going to need you to ask me more sweetly than that. And use complete sentences please." "Daddy, will you please fuck my throat with this big dick of yours?" You ask while grabbing my now-only half-erect cock again, bringing it to your lips and kissing the head. You look into my eyes again, waiting for my response. "I really want you to fuck my throat with this big dick," you purr, stroking my cock and pouting, pleading with your eyes again. "Of course angel. You can have whatever you like as long as you continue to be a good girl. and you are so so damn good," I say, rising to my feet before helping you to yours. lay down right here, I say, tapping the bed, with your head this way. you obey, and I pull you towards the edge so your head is hanging upside down off the side of the bed. "Open wide, baby girl. I've got something for you." You open wide and I push myself into your mouth, feeling my cock begin to grow in size again. I Starr to slowly fuck your face, grinding into and out of your mouth with short strokes, from the tip to halfway down the shaft. You reach back and grab my cock at the base with one hand, and my balls with the other, gently cradling my balls while you squeeze around the base of my dick, restricting *** flow and causing my already fat cock to become even fatter. you continue to squeeze around the base as I continue to grind in and out of your mouth, and I can feel all the veins begin to pop out. "How you like that, baby girl?" I growl softly, continuing to grind in and out of your mouth in short strokes. "Mmm mmm Mmmm Mmm Mmmm mmm" you say, mouth full of cock while I lean over you, lick my fingers, and begin to play with your kitty, lightly spreading it and feeling your wetness. "I didn't understand you, darling. what did you say?" I stand up straight, pull out, and push my hard and soaking wet dick against your face as you continue to grip squeeze and cradle me with your hands., grinding against your face while I wait for your answer. "I said I love making your big dick feel good with my mouth, daddy. Will you fuck my throat for a little bit longer? Then I want you to do to me whatever you want. Okay? Treat me like your personal fuck toy, daddy. My only purpose is to satisfy you." "You are such a perfect little slut for me, darling." I tell you, stroking your face with one hand. "Of course I'll fuck your throat a little while longer. And then, I'm going to tie you up and fuck the absolute dogshit out of," I say, pushing myself between your parted lips again. As I begin to fuck your throat and face, quite aggressively, you reach down and begin to play with yourself, grinding and rolling your hips as your fingers work. I am in love with how my big dick looks going in and out of your mouth, how pretty you are and how lucky I am to have found someone who gets it. who understands what sex is about. sex was always about myself when I was a young man. I didn't care about fulfilling anyone's desire or fantasy or getting anyone off except for myself. it took 10+ years for me to realize sex is about how you make the other person feel. And you make me feel like a king among men, baby girl.

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