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Other people should be allowed to demand to see my tits whenever they want. It should just be totally normal that when I'm walking down the street someone says "Tits" and I have to stop what I'm doing and pull up my shirt and stand there for however long they want. Tits are for everyone.

God I wanna break him. I want him to ride my strap and whine and cry and jerk and shake and scream and sob. I want him begging me to slow down. "Please, please I can't, baby I can't I'm gonna die, please" while I go faster and harder and deeper just to see how much I can make his pussy hurt.

“awh what a good boy” please bend me over the nearest surface

forced masculinisation kink where I find a trans guy who's afraid to come out or present more masc and slowly change him, a little at a time, dose him with T without him even knowing, until eventually he doesnt even recognise himself

Baby boys with a praise kink are so adorable! You can literally see the sparkle in their eyes when you tell them that they are a good boy.

They get so squirmy and excited, covering their faces with their hands and getting all flustered while whispering thank you mommy.

Oh, and by the way, if you call them such good boy, they might start grinding on your thighs, so be aware of that.

And if they are super shy and in a super good mood and you call them my good baby boy and get a little possessive over them and shower them with attention, you might end up with a moaning mess underneath you.

Not a lot of people know this but if you say “be a good boy for me? Please?” Boys will trip over themselves and cream their pants while doing whatever you want

if a boy looked up at me with his pretty eyes and said “please be gentle with me” my brain would simply stop working. like, of course, sweetheart

"Pretty boy, on your knees. You wanna be a brat? I'll treat you like a fuckin' brat. Be good and I'll give you a nice treat, but if you continue to be a brat? Nothing will save you from your punishment. Do you understand me?"

"Look at you! You look so good tied up. All mine and all for the taking."

"You'd like that wouldn't you, puppy?"

"Aw, look at that little hole clench around my fingers. Why are you still whimpering? I'm touching you, am I not? This is what you wanted, isn't it? What's wrong? Not enough? You greedy boy. Fine. I'll give you EXACTLY what you want."

"Fuuuuuck, so fuckin' tight. Gonna cum in this sweet, tight little hole. Such a good boy. Such a good good boy."

Baby boys with a praise kink are so adorable! You can literally see the sparkle in their eyes when you tell them that they are a good boy.

They get so squirmy and excited, covering their faces with their hands and getting all flustered while whispering thank you mommy.

Oh, and by the way, if you call them such good boy, they might start grinding on your thighs, so be aware of that.

And if they are super shy and in a super good mood and you call them my good baby boy and get a little possessive over them and shower them with attention, you might end up with a moaning mess underneath you.

"i won't do polyamory because i don't think it's for me and i'm personally uncomfortable with the idea" <- wonderful i love you live your life however you want youre amazing youre incredible

"i won't do polyamory because it's wrong/it's just cheating" incorrect i'm killing you then my boyfriend is killing you then his boyfriend is killing you then his boyfriend is killing you then his boyfriend is killing you then h

obsessed with that face tops make when they accidentally discover a weak spot of yours or a kink of yours through something they did. that little surprised face and then the WICKED grin and then they say some shit like “oh? so you like this? yeah?” and then they do it again??? it gets to me every time on god

Not a lot of people know this but if you say “be a good boy for me? Please?” Boys will trip over themselves and cream their pants while doing whatever you want

I always found it so cute and pathetic when I would be fucking a cute dog boy and they’d whine and moan when I called them a good boy or a sweet puppy but then I remember how feral I felt when I got called daddy for the first time and have to remind myself to be humble.

cred to @jo_vixen_ on twt

welcome back to my ted talk.

“such a needy boy, aren’t you puppy?”

“that’s it.. keep riding that dick.”

“you wanted to act like a slut right? now im gonna fuck you like one.”

“yeah? you want it? beg for it.”

“keep looking at me .. with those pretty eyes.. yeah that’s it.”

“you’re so pretty when you cum..”

“you gonna cum? … yeah? .. hold it.”

“such a good boy.. such a good fucking boy.”

“feels good huh? yeah i bet it does.. keep moaning.”

have a good evening. <3

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

Have me ride you while youre playing games with your friends. You dont try to hide it, theyre pretty used to it by now, hearing your moans as i rode you. Until one of them asks to see. With a grin you turn your webcam on, yanking my shirt up to show off my tits bouncing. A collective groan comes from your friends as you grab my hips and thrust into me. All i can do is hold on and moan as you rail into, my tits bouncing everywhere. You put your headset on me so i can hear your friends jerk themselves off to you bouncing me in your dick, theyre all telling me how hot i am, how good my tits look, how they cant wait to rail my tight little pussy. I moan and egg them one, playing with my tits and rubbing my clit for them until i cum all over your dick, clenching down hard you. You stand us up and toss me into your chair before pounding away at me. When you cum you fill my pussy and point the webcam at it so your friends cans see your cum leaking out of me.

idk what it is but there’s something about the thought of a guy who’s kinda shy about sex that turns me on like…way too much. blushing. wanting to touch but being too shy to ask, looking at me like i’m a goddess and then quickly looking away when our eyes meet. mmm. bonus points if they get turned on just from looking at me/listening to my voice. subby boys are so fucking cute i can’t~

idk what it is but there’s something about the thought of a guy who’s kinda shy about sex that turns me on like…way too much. blushing. wanting to touch but being too shy to ask, looking at me like i’m a goddess and then quickly looking away when our eyes meet. mmm. bonus points if they get turned on just from looking at me/listening to my voice. subby boys are so fucking cute i can’t~

Shy subby boys who get dumb experiencing even a little bit of pleasure.

"Y-yeah uh yeah fuck m-m- mommy yeah"

He can only whimper and moan as i grind on his bulge, his pants stained with his pre-cum

"Look at that baby boy, what a mess you made-"

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.

What's a hoe like you's favorite cumming position?

Face down ass up…pussy all on display between my legs and wide open and dripping wet…

I love feeling vulnerable and feel like I have no control over the situation. Not even being able to see who’s behind me and asjfaghahjablahdjsahkkk~🤤🎀✨

Sometimes I worry about the young, sexually inexperienced trans people into hard kink on this website. Please remember "any sex" isn't necessarily worthwhile. You deserve sex with someone you trust who cares about your safety and respects your boundaries, or checks in frequently if you aren't sure what your boundaries are.

Experimentation is great, but try to avoid putting yourself in a situation that ends up being traumatic for you.

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.

I love transboy pussy.

This inescapable, gaping, weeping hole tucked up and hidden between a boys thighs. And just above it a jutting throbbing clit, all puffed up and swollen from testosterone and too much attention. The way it twitches and flicks above that pulsing gash.

All I want is to tie up that clit for hours. Leashing it and pulling that up past his pants. Always controlling him, no matter where we are, by his stupid clit that jutts out pathetically between his legs, his pussy lips swollen and tingling.

I want him grinding against everything he sits down on, acutely aware of that gaping, messy cunt.

poor worn out prince, your parents, your monarchs, send you out once again to fight in their place, to send aid to your neighbouring kingdom, you fight so hard and you do win but you feel your exhaustion weighing down on you as your vision blackens. when you awaken you do not recognise the room you are in, though it is just as ornate as your rooms back home, it is unfamiliar, someone opens the door at seeing you awake says she must leave to tell the queen you have awoken. ah, that is it then. you’re ally, the queen of your neighbouring kingdom must have brought you back here to heal up… though… why? you are not badly wounded, your own men could have brought you home, and seemingly she has wanted to be notified the moment you wake up. you have no time left to ponder as the door reopens and she enters the room. she smiles when she sees you and your heart flutters in your chest, more so when she tells the servant to leave you both be. she frowns, sighs, and walks over to you, sitting on the edge of your bed, 

“oh you poor sweet thing”, she tells you how she’s seen you taking so much responsibility on your shoulders, how your king and queen seem to use you, hide behind you, she’s out there with her soldiers and they stay safe locked up in their castle and send you out in their stead, her hands curl in the blankets, clenching, as she mutters almost to herself about the way she has seen them treat you when they think no one is looking, the jokes they say about you, “how can they not see what a precious boy they have in front of them?”, she turns back to you and gasps, you hadn’t noticed you’d started crying, “oh hush” she says and pulls your head to her throat “would you let me take care of you, my little prince? let me convince you to stay a while? for you deserve so much more than you have been given”

that evening you send a letter to your parents, telling them that you are safe but do not feel well enough to travel back home yet and that you’ll return once you are healthy. a lie of course. but this queen fills you with such warmth in your chest, shows you such affection, that you already feel needy for it. within just a week you’re preening under her praise, which she is most generous with, almost squeaking the first time she called you a “good boy”, she seemed to have been doing it more since, asking you to help her with things, asking her to accompany her as she walks around her gardens, and calling you a good boy when you say yes, apart from when you reluctantly tell her you don’t feel up to it and expect scorn but are only met with yet again another “good boy, it’s okay. i’m proud of you for telling me. you are allowed to say no, you understand? what i want more than anything is for you to feel comfortable”

in two weeks you know you should head home, you know you can’t hide from your family forever, and if you were to stay what would happen? you wouldn’t want your parents to get angry enough that they’d start a war with your queen… oh gods you called her ‘your queen’. whether it is unproperly or not, you head to her chambers and knock on her door, she answers, surprised, but then smiles and lets you inside. “i cannot stay” you tell her, unable to look at her. “why ever not? do you not like it here”, you let out a wet laugh “that is the problem, your grace, i like it here far too much”, try as you might she is… good at convincing you, though she does not say much, she does not tell you she has plans of how this will all work but.. she gets closer, cupping your cheeks in her hands, “you could stay with me, not just stay here but, you can would with me. i would keep you safe, i would keep you cared for, i would keep you loved”, your knees touch the edge of the mattress, not realising you’d been backing away from her, she pushes a little and you sit, “don’t you want to be my good boy?”

you can’t stop the sound that escapes you and your suddenly so embarrassed that you think you feel tears pricking the corner of your eyes, “oh my darling” she swipes at your tears, leaning down over you, and presses her lips against yours. you don’t know where to put your hands, wanting to hold her, or rather wanting her to hold you, nervous of touching the fine fabrics of her gowns. she pulls back and chuckles, takes your hands and places them at your sides, “let me take care of you, just lie back, let me take care of everything”. your mind is a blurry haze as she pulls you clothes from your body, fingers trailing the hem of your undershirt, looking to you, asking whether you would like it on or off, you knowing now there is no answer which she’d prefer other than your honest one, whimpering as she removes the last cloth with covers your cunt, throwing a hand over your face, “aw, is my little prince shy?”, only getting more whimpers in response as her fingers slide up and down your dripping boy pussy, watching you squirm as she slides one finger inside, “ah, there you go. that’s what my good boy needed all along, wasn’t it? don’t you worry about a thing. just rock back against my fingers, that’s it. you’re doing such a good job, lovely. just let mommy fuck you with her fingers.”

you never do end up returning back home.

[pov character is a trans man, dni if you’re not attracted to men. dni minors and ageless blogs]

I want to put a boy in a mating press; knees pressed to their chest, legs spread wide, gorgeous wet hole on display. i want to inspect his dick, making sure it’s nice and drippy from being so exposed. I’m going to stretch his holes apart with my hands until he’s begging me to touch him, please. please sir, im so needy. and then i want to shove my face deep between his legs and i want to suck his tdick so hard and so good he’s seeing stars

yes i have a praise kink. yes i get embarrassed about being praised. yes this means you should pin me down and hold my face in your hands so i can't get away when you praise me

Has a praise kink but shys away at compliments and hides wherever possible.