a priest kneels between my legs. he tells me i've been a bad pup, a menace, a threat to his holiness- but God will understand why he's doing this, right? God can see how difficult it is to resist temptation, right? he can confess his sins when he's done.
the sweet, sweet prince, he can't ignore it anymore. the want- no, the need to devour me. he spreads my thighs and gapes at my aching boycunt, already soaking wet and exposed. he leans forward. takes my tcock into his mouth and sucks. the motion is foreign to him, but i can see him- i can see his eyes roll back at the taste of a different kind of divinity.
his nails dig into my skin as he laps at my cunt, groaning at the taste, burying himself deep inside of me as he eats me like the finest fruit, the drinks me in like the smoothest wine. every time he pulls back for breath, i can hear his whispers of oh merciful lord, i come before you seeking forgiveness. but the poor thing can't seem to stop. not until i've cum. not until he sees that veering off his path was worth it.
when he sees my shaking legs and hears my whines and whimpers, he's transfixed; he grits his teeth and recites prayer after prayer as he frantically unzips his pants juuust enough to pull his cock out. he plunges deep inside of me with a cry of God's name and fucks me hard and fast, fast, fast, as if God will not see our sin if we are quick enough.
he cums deep inside of me, crying, guilty and wrecked. he prays God will understand.
he prays God will grant him grace when he sees me in the front pew the next Sunday, too.
I think it says something about me personally that I struggle with getting off on dumbification/bimboification/petplay in the “useless cute little puppy” way, but immediately fall apart over being someone’s weapon or tool or useful object or hunting dog or smart little thing. I need to be lesser than in a masochistic way but also I have to be so useful all of the time. I can’t be a dumb puppy, because then I can’t outperform all of your other puppies and make your life easier and impress you every single day and snarl and bite at anyone who is anything less than worshipful to you. I’d rather be a useful slut, brilliant, helpful and an active participant in my own subjugation. And isn’t that a better feeling anyway? Knowing that someone so worthwhile absolutely worships you? Knowing that I could easily ruin someone, and I would if you ever directed me to?
you can shake him. he enjoys it
tumblr is my scrapbook, i find something pretty i want to look at later and i glue it to a page . like yesssss you are my little memory forever to look at lovingly
ignore their incredulity. accept the truth. you have to be cut up to be made whole
pspspspsspss puppies with an oral fixation, I’m a masochist top.
You know I can’t breed you unless you break skin puppy, c’mon just bite down a little harder. I want to feel your nails digging into my skin while I push you over the edge again and again and again. I want to feel the drool run from between your teeth when you’re biting into my shoulder.
I need you to scratch me up while I make your eyes roll back. C’mon puppy, you couldn’t really hurt me.
Don’t think, Bite Down.
Why don’t you come be a cowboy with me now. Don’t gotta sorry about nothin’ but being a man
Telling me to rag doll for you during sex is like mid, fine at best.
Telling your stupid puppy to play dead? 10/10 Bespoke and artisanal.
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⛓ This is my (new) horny blog ⛓
Poly Bi Transman 26 yrs old
🦴 I go by Mosh on here (he/him)
𖥸 Pup Switch with a big ol' praise kink.
I don't usually tag posts, hard kinks ahead include but not limited to:
Bondage, marking, pup/pet play, impact (please hit me), forced masculinization, degradation, praise, worship, oral fixations for days,
cnc, monsterfucking, exhibitionism, somno, breeding, ownership, intox, free use, gore
🚫 Hard Limits: ⛔
Scat
Raceplay
Needles (Not my thing, mostly out of ignorance?/fear)
Dms/Asks/RP are open! I'm a slow messager <3
DNI minors, terf, general stuff
oh come here pspspspsps come here stupid fucking dogboy come here no i won’t choke u with the collar and tug it too hard come here boy pspspsp no im not gonna kick you in the ribs again and spit on u just get over here right fucking now you dumb mutt
there’s something so disgusting and feral and perverted about getting off to the smell of someone
getting handed your sweater or a blanket and it’s supposed to be for comfort when we can’t see each other but instead i’m fucking my toy and shoving my face into it because fuck. you just smell so good i couldn’t help it
it’s not my fault your smell throws me into a fucking heat, i’m just doing what dumb mutts are supposed to >_<