“Shut the fuck up.” The words are a whimper, delivered with almost frantic need as you shove me back away from my laptop. ”I don’t care that you have a meeting in five. I need it now, so I’m going to fuck your face until I cum. Shut up and take it like a good boy.” And that’s exactly what I do.

Sorry I’ve been MIA! Please accept this as my apology

When I proposed wrestling for dominance, I forgot to stipulate one-on-one. In my defense, how was I to expect that when I had you helplessly beneath me, kicking and snarling, that your friends would drag me off you and force me down? Fuck though, does that wicked grin of yours make it worth it.

We eyed each other all gala long. Biding our time. Pretending not to know each other. Finally, hours later, I stand at attention, fingers laced behind my head, as you unwrap me. Stripping off the tuxedo, the shirt, the pants… revealing the rope ove worn under it all night. “Such a hood boy.”

Ngl a very bisexual threesome would go so hard right now. Bonus points if they both make me call them “daddy”

Okkkkk ok I’ll join in the fun (very late)

”Not such a wiseass now, huh?” I try to look back to look at you, but your hand on the back of my head keeps my face buried the pillow. “Fuck! y-nnggg!” You laugh you cut me off by slamming your hips forward, my ass stretching around you. “Try again.” God I hate you. God I love how you fuck me.

“The badass Domme buys the notoriously rebellious/difficult slave and breaks him” is great. But the opposite even better. Buy me so sure that you can tame me… Only to find yourself a month later, pinned beneath me with a collar on your throat, drooling into sheets that used to be yours. Broken.

On set for a shoot…. In a city that’s warm…. Life is good.

"I restored this table myself, you know! Looks good, huh?” I try to answer, but each mighty snap of your hips rams the strap deep into me, stretching my ass and making words impossible. I manage only a groan, drooling on the polished wood. You laugh. “Don’t bother. You won’t speak much tonight.”

Sooooo I heard we’re posting arches? Is this acceptable?

Ok following up that begging in full sentences post with another, very playful idea… edge me and make me beg “in hard mode!” In a rhyming couplet! In a line of iambic pentameter! While pin my tongue to the bottom of my mouth! In a sentence without the letter “e”! The possibilities are endless!

”What did I say about begging properly, pet? That’s right. No orgasm until you manage a full sentence. subject, verb, object. I know it’s hard when I’m balls deep in you. I know your slutty little brain can’t handle it. But you gotta earn it. So remember. Subject. Verb. Object. Try again.“

So yes, this. Absolutely 100% But also… this, but giving head. Blindfold me and make me go down on your friends… I’ll guess who it is by the feel of their cock in my throat, the taste of their pussy in my tongue, how they grip my hair and what sounds they make. Edge/spank me until I guess them all

These fucking ghouls out here layering hate onto tragedy for their own disgusting political purposes. The shooter's gender identity doesn't fucking matter. It only matters to sick fucks trying to exploit a mass tragedy to drive an agenda of hate that will kill more kids. Monsters, all of them.

Well, being largely stuck inside means more painting! First unit done, I think they’re shaping up super well!

If anyone’s wondering how cold it is in NYC now… I’ve started spontaneously cussing as I walk the dog

This is a whole joke 😭😭😭 like the White House is a circus at this point

It had been… a fucking week. Who wants to rail me until I literally cannot think about his stressed I am about work?

“I appreciate the gesture. Dinner was incredible. Now clean your mess.” That was an hour of scrubbing, wiping, polishing ago. An hour of doing it as you slipped, one, two, three fingers into my ass. “Good boy. Now, a reward.“ I feel the thick head of a dildo pressed to my slick hole, and moan.

First model of the year done! And honestly might be my favorite yet those WINGS!!!

Holy fuck guys these WINGS AHHHHHHH

CW: Noncon Have I ever told you how hot you are when you work out? That slutty little tank top showing off your arms, your hair in that tight braid, body gleaming… fuck, it’s delicious. You understand, right? I just *had* to see all of you. Those thighs, toned abbs, that back… Now I can - 1/3

This shit is SO GOOD

So… am I pulling off jeans and a quarter zip?

A late #sinfulsunday That’s right, darling. Scream my name again. Come undone for me again. Thrash and quake and buck and writhe like a woman possessed, again. Worship me in the clenching of your pussy, the fluttering closed of your eyes, the sweat and squirt and clawing nails. Im your god, now.

For anyone wondering… spiked Mexican hot chocolate is EXCELLENT. This photo is from last night I am not drinking at 9 AM

And there are people who will make Alex’s murder his own fault. And once again an ICE agent won’t be held responsible for murdering somebody.

Heartbroken. This is not ok.

Your hips buck up against my hand, eyes rolling back, limbs straining against the rope. Seeking more pleasure, more pressure. My fingers flit away, denying you. Keeping you on the edge yet again. The sound you make as I do is barely human - an animalistic grunt-groan-howl-snarl of need. 1/2

Holy FUCK is it cold. Profoundly grateful to past Alex for buying a set of electric hand warmers for dog walks.

Why are women who’ll insult me so hot?? Like… call me a dumb, needy little slut boy as I eat your pussy to orgasm after orgasm. Growl out how pathetic I am between gasps and grunts and moans as I frantically yank your hair and pound you silly. Mock my whimpers and whines as you stroke or suck me.

The park after it snows IS SO STINKING PRETTY

Fall has arrived, with a bracing chill. Maybe that’s why your window is open wide. Welcoming me. You don’t bolt awake as I slip through the window. Slide the sheet off you. Spread your legs. When my head dips between your legs, your hands tangle in my hair. Maybe this is exactly what you wanted.

In case y’all were wondering what was hiding under those jeans… happy wagon Wednesday!

Back with another work fit! First time I’ve worn these black jeans in like… two years of owning them lol

Heart in her throat, she threw the door open to find- Hey, I heard that whimper. No matter how you tried to hide it. Don’t think that just because we’re getting to the good part I can’t tell when you’re about to cum. You know the deal. Not until the chapter’s over. Good girl. Now, where was I…

We have now reached the kind of cold in New York where walking the dog means my fingers are so cold it’s painful unless I wear gloves. which is especially bad because I constantly forget gloves.

If I ever wear a belt around you, just know you have my full permission to use it to tie my wrists… use it as a leash… beat my ass with it… all of the above…

Honestly? Foot taller OR foot shorter I’m not picky.

Guys look how pretty!!! I can’t handle ittttt

Am I forklift certified? Well I’ve sure lifted a lot of forks in my day, does that count?

“Let‘s stretch this boy OUT!“ Your friends cheer, and pounce. In moments I’m laid on the nearest table, stripped down. Spread-eagle. A cock is rammed down my throat, jaw forced so wide it aches. A strap plunders my ass, large enough I know I’ll gape. And they’re just the first two of many.

Hold that pose, darling. Just a liiiiittle longer. Fuck, you look so cute with those clamps and that rope harness. Annnnd done! That‘ll make an amazing Titty Tuesday post, don’t you think? I agree. You’re very welcome, little pet. Take them off? Oh no, I’m only just getting started. Knees. Now.

SCRATCH THAT I BEAT THE SECRET FINAL BOSS WE MADE ITTTTTTT. Now I’m gonna come off that high with captain toads treasure tracker lol

Co-signed. I would make a great trophy husband I think

Look is it too much to ask for someone to drag me between their legs by my hair and ferally face-fuck me?

CW: Very slutty grunts and moans If I like something you post, there’s a very real chance it’s making me sound like this:

I need to get tied up way more often

Yesterday I got to the gym for the first time in days… which means yall get treats!