Men are sweet… if you make them wear a chastity belt. They just love to play. He'll love the thrill and the excitement. Just start playing… and never stop.
Within the Twelve Red Stripes series, one chapter introduced an idea that would soon become a staple in the Twelvers community: "Saddle Up Saturdays." In this pivotal scene, Ann begins David’s training for an intense client request, involving prostate play and deeper submission. Her firm hand—and a sharp, well-timed spanking—helps adjust his hesitation, and to both their surprise, David discovers he loves the feeling of his prostate being rammed. With the right touch, he even realizes he can reach orgasm, something that redefines his sexual needs. Twelvers quickly adopted "Saddle Up Saturdays" as a playful, intimate tradition where control takes center stage, blending exploration with empowerment.
Happy SUS everyone!
having a clingy, needy pretty boy who’s cock warming my strap. he’s trying his best to stay quiet and be my good boy, but he can’t help the whimpers and moans that escape his lips every time i move even the slightest. as time goes on, he only gets needier, fingers curling around my shirt and hazy whines escaping his lips as he tries his best not to squirm, before quiet pleads start to escape his pretty lips, begging me for permission to move, pleading for more attention, to touch him, to kiss him, to even look at him.
my fingers are shoved in his mouth to shut him up, and he only sucks eagerly to distract himself, but it’s only a matter of time before he’s even more needy, moaning around my fingers like an absolute whore, drool dripping down his chin as he begs me to fuck him, even though it’s so muffled.
maybe i’ll give in, finally bending him over my desk and fucking him like the slut he is, or maybe i’ll hold his hips down, preventing him from moving for a few more minutes if not hours for being a bad boy <3
Oh and just in case you were thinking it might be time to grow a spine, I wouldn't. Not unless you want all your friends to find out about your little accidents. Hey, why don't you go try one of those diapers on, I think I want a few snaps of you wearing your cute new jammies.
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Mistress told me she is tired of having to constantly tell me to clean the bottoms of her shoes. She wants them clean at all times and I am to be licking the soles of her shoes whenever I am kneeling before her and she positions her shoe bottoms in such a way that I can get my tongue on them and clean them for her without inconveniencing her in any way.
reminder that being a boy isn't about being tough or shutting yourself off to your emotions. it's about dancing around and demeaning yourself like a pathetic little court jester to entertain any woman who offers you .5 seconds of attention
"Little one, can you look at mommy when she's talking to you? That's it. That's better. " "Is someone upset, hm? My poor baby. Lots of big feelings for someone so tiny."
"Now. Don't you worry your pretty little head about all those people laughing at you, darling. Your diaper is perfect."
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