Stoner Sub 🤝 Dom That Buys Their Weed So They Can Take Advantage Of Their Dumb Toy Later

praying for a possessive dilf who's only nice to me who's tall and has nice veiny hands and who handles my attitude with their words

Handcuffs and rope are tucked into his backpack. The man rides the train to her house. A brief glimpse of fear cuts into him as she opens the door. “Hi! Thanks for coming!” The girl looks beautiful as always. She wraps him in a tight hug. She smells like lavender. Leading her friend inside, she chatters about her day.

The man sits at the kitchen table and watches her scurry around. She was always like this, full of life and energy. It was intoxicating. Her innocent giggles and chipper anecdotes had entranced him long ago. “I wanna show you some art I’ve been making! Oh! And you can meet my plants!” He can hear passerby from the street outside. The man slides the window shut.

“Can you help me with this?” Her weak hands twist around a jar lid. Standing next to her, he towers over the girl. A satisfying pop follows. He’s a lot stronger than her. She thanks him and prepares a snack. “I rearranged my room – come see!” The girl’s sanctuary is as cute and chaotic as she is. The headboard of her bed has open slats. He could tie something to them.

She drops her phone on the unmade bed and moves to her dresser. The man stealthily pushes her phone between the bed and the frame. It would be hard to find in an emergency. Watching her light some incense, he admires her body. “Today has been such a good day~ <3” A pang of guilt touches his soul. The man pushes it down. He’s already made his decision.

The girl spins around as aromatic smoke floats around her. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to get something from my bag.” She steps in close to him and stands on her tiptoes. Her lips touch his in an affectionate kiss. Seeing his shocked expression, the girl blushes. “I’m sorry! I should have asked first…” She’s flustered and embarrassed. “…I just always thought you were really hot…” He touches her frail body. “…and I was wondering if you’d be okay with… hooking up?”

The pair collapses onto the bed, kissing and groping each other. She rubs his cock as he nibbles on her neck. The scent of lavender washes over him. He pulls off her dress without a fight. He takes off her panties without ripping them. She sucks his cock without crying. When he fingers her pussy, her legs open wide instead of squeezing shut.

She holds onto the headboard as he ruts into her. Eager to be a good fuck, the girl talks dirty to him. “You can do whatever you want to me.” The man grins, thrusting deep. “Oh, I know.” She feels even better than he imagined. Losing himself in the moment, he grips her wrists and pins her into the pillow. The girl giggles, enjoying his rough handling. He fucks her as hard as he wants. Always enthusiastic, she takes him well.

Strong hands hold her throat. Weak hands push against his body for a moment. She gives in, letting him choke her as he cums in her pussy. The girl gasps as he relaxes, laying on top of her. The couple rest in warm silence. The girl’s fingers stroke along his back. “It’s so stuffy in here… I thought I left a window open.” He shrugs. “Have you seen my phone?” She searches the bed as his cum dribbles from her cunt. “Maybe it slid down the side.”

They cuddle and enjoy their pillow talk. “So, what made you want to have sex with me?” She looks for some easy validation. He obliges her. “Everything about you. You’re fun, beautiful, interesting. You smell like lavender.” The girl wiggles cheerfully, enjoying his praise. “What made you want to have sex with me?”

She looks bashful, and cuddles into his arms. The girl lays her head on his chest.

“I always feel really safe with you…”

this disgusts me

It's not always about breeding, bruises and biting...

It's just as much about princess treatment and babying someone, helping to make them feel safe and cared for...

I also want to cuddle, play with your stuffies with you, pull funny faces and watch our favourite TV shows...

Cuddles and innocently looking into each other's eyes, pressing our foreheads together as our fingers interlock like puzzle pieces.

Cooking food together and dancing in the kitchen as we sing along to the music in the background.

Going on walks in the park, holding hands or with you grabbing hold of my arm.

Brushing your hair and learning how to put it into braids and putting pretty bows on you, yes if you want you can do my nails and makeup you little cutie.

Being soft and caring, taking care of someone's needs, making sure they eat and drink water along with growing and becoming better versions of ourselves together, that's were a relationship shines.

If this ain’t the truth. 🤷🏻‍♀️

now more than ever it is so fucking important for everyone to be normal about weird kinks. there is such a fucking weird push towards puritanism from all angles especially against trans folks. trans women are getting nuked on this site at an alarming rate especially the women who are generous enough to supply us with works of writing or selfies or whatever. everyone needs to get weirder and louder about supporting people NOW.

reblog the horny posts you like stop hiding them in likes. follow people that make the content you like. interact with people. venmo someone five bucks if you came to their posts.

also, quit picking and fucking choosing who to support. if you have the capacity to tolerate kinks like incest and cnc and kidnapping, then you can also tolerate shit like feederism and age play and rape play and whatever the fuck else. NOBODY IS SAYING YOU MUST LIKE/ENGAGE WITH IT. but you have GOT to stop othering people who aren’t fucking hurting anyone because making other queers out to be scapegoats is going to kill us all.

im so tired of this shit. people need to listen instead of talking over one another.

You’re not wrong