Tell Me How Happy And Honoured I Feel To Be Going Down On You As I’m Going Down On You.

My favourite thing that I’ve ever posted on here was my story about N. I’ve tried writing a fourth part so many times but every time I do I end up getting carried away, humping and spurting ten losing interest until the next time.

I want to write it though. Because it’s a fun story to think about, but absolutely definitely really truly not something I’d want to happen IRL at all under any circumstances.

Please can a hot mummydom play with my mind until it’s broken and all I can think about is them?

Small, tight, frilly, lacey panties would make me feel so small and dumb and exposed.

I’d really like a mummydom to teach me how to go down on her strap-on with lots of soft encouragement and telling me how proud she is of me, followed by a pegging where I’m told what a good, slutty boy I’m being. Of course I’d say thank you for the kind treatment afterwards.

I want to be kept in chastity and gaslit. Give me a release date to look forward to then when it arrives deny having told me, tell me I must have dreamt it or that I’m being naughty and making up stories. Break my mind.

“You see that man over there? He has a four inch cock! I bet you wish you were hung with a monster like that, don’t you baby?”

Gently remind me to put on my dildo gag when I get home, then sit me at your feet watching cartoons with a spiral overlay as you read peacefully.

I want to be taught to get silly and highly excited and touch myself whenever a particular woman with mummy attributes appears on TV. Someone like Liza Tarbuck or Kate Garraway or Ruth Langsford. I just love the idea of being unable to stop myself from losing control over a late middle-aged woman as a sexy mummy sits on the couch behind me laughing and gently encouraging me, deepening my fixation with the presenter.

Fantasy idea: I get brainwashed into stripping naked, getting onto all fours and mooing. A woman (the brainwasher probably) then sits on a stool next to me and takes hold of my dick, telling me it’s my udder and she’s going to milk me.

Really wish I had a domme running my life and keeping me locked for Loctober right now.