Latest Posts by offthewallxx - Page 2

This is a standard submission ritual dendi performs every day.

I relax and unwind as she removes my shoes and enthousiastically licks my feet clean as she moans.

In this picture she is sucking on my heel as she likes to do, it is a sign of inferiority and submission.

After that she cleans my cock and worships it untill I am hard as a rock.

Depending on my mood, I will allow her to take my load in her mouth for her to swallow, or I will toss her onto the bed and fuck her, vaginally or anally, again depending on my mood.

Establishing such rituals as a part of daily life is an important thing for both Dominant and submissive alike.

Love the story and the details

Double your pleasure.. Double your fun..

one day i wanna wake up to my dom already buried inside me and saying "oh good you're awake" before fucking me stupid

Let me suck on your fingers and give you that doe eyed, honey glow, innocent little girl look.

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welcome to the neotheater...

:: we can’t wait to see what u do next ::

“I wanna be next up forever so the best is always yet to come”

— AJR - Next Up Forever

Mmmm mood, but I want to be the teacher. 🤗

My door’s unlocked, my bedroom door is wide open, and I’m naked in my bed with my holes peaking out from my covers. I hope someone comes in while I’m sleeping and violently rapes me to try and teach me to not be such a careless little bitchboy

Nail. Head. Bang.

Big mood to wake up hazy with a big cock already inside me, slowly pulsing... and a daddy saying “shhhh”, while he puts his fingers in my mouth, “go back to sleep, little girl,” as I begin to suckle him softly and close my eyes.

Missing Daddy..

He’d been imagining this moment.

The build up.

The excitement.

The nerves.

The feeling like he was walking on a live wire, and he wasn’t sure if it would shock him.

He traced her collarbone with his fingers while he stared in her eyes. Deep pools of grey that just kept going. He couldn’t figure out what she was thinking, and that made it more enticing. More confusing. More addicting.

She smiled that little, “I win” smile. You know the one- it starts with a smirk, and ends with sparkling eyes, slowly turning darker as she gets excited.

There was no need for words, their minds had synced by this point and they were each anticipating the next move made by the other, and yet, hoping they’d be surprised.

He slowly started running his fingers up and down the center of her chest, while she played with his hair. Ever so slowly.

You don’t want to rush these things.

He gulped as he leaned in, deciding he had to make the first move, or she’d just give him a heart attack by simply remaining.

Her eyes slowly blinked. Almost like when you’re ready to go to sleep, but not quite.

You’re zoning out, but you’re also more present and more connected than you ever are during the day.

He ran his fingers down through her hair as he tilted her chin up towards him, and.....

Part 2?

-OtWC