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this sounds so hot.. the fact the dom knows what the sub wants.. the water punishment… ugh i need it 🥰🥰

Good girl watched a bad video and got punished or rewarded.

I knelt by the front door, patiently waiting as echoing footsteps approached and keys jingled. I looked down and took a deep breath, my eyes fixed on the approaching shadow. A hand gently rested on my head, then caressed down to my chin, lifting my face to meet his.

'My pretty girl, how was your day?' he asked as we walked inside. I settled onto the lounge couch, and he stood before me. His hand searches my body lightly, adjusting my outfit and collar in place, tucking my hair behind my ear then brushing his finger against the fabric of my underwear.

"Why are your wet sweetheart?" He asked in a way it does not sound like a question. I blushed thinking about the way I was moaning from the bad porn hours ago, wishing he would do that to me.

"I am sorry, I was playing with myself thinking about you." wishing he bend me over and leave marks on me.

"Were you watching naughty things?" he stated. He picked me up, and now I was in the bathroom, both of us standing in front of the mirror, staring at each other. He started filling up the sink and ran his hand through my hair before pulling it back, gathering it into a ponytail in his hand. He snaked his arm around my wrist and pushed himself against me. My face was now inches from the mirror. He tapped the tap down to stop the sink from overflowing.

He placed his hand firmly over my nose and mouth. "You want this still?" then he let me breath again.

"I see what you watch, you know. You should use your word more so daddy can give you what you want. So, tell me do you want this for you?" I nodded and felt a push on the back of my head.

My face meets the warm water he filled up, I'm holding my breath and I blowing bubbles while my legs felt more wet than my face. He pulled me back and now I can see my face dripping water in the mirror, and he is searching my face for reassurance before pushing me back in the water and push himself into me. Making me feel helplessly all his.

use your words is underrated as a humiliation tactic. of course i know what you want baby. thats my job. i just wanna hear you say it in explicit, nasty detail. want to see you get so embarrassed you’re about ready to cry. every time you manage to choke some more of your sick fantasy out, ill touch you just a little. tip you over the edge until i hear all of your perverted desires. i have to hear you say everything. just to be sure. gotta use your words or its no fun

stoner sub 🤝 dom that buys their weed so they can take advantage of their dumb toy later

If this ain’t the truth. 🤷🏻‍♀️

all of the above 💕

Hi Mia :) curious to know what elements of punishment you like other than just the actual spanking

i love punishment that is ritualistic. i’m not a masochist so what turns me on most is all of the humiliating little details of a spanking rather than the actual physical act of spanking itself. some of the elements of punishment i like are:

being sent to my room (either just in general to wait for my punishment or something like being told that i better be found in the corner with my hands on my head or laying on the bed in position with my bottoms off when he comes up there)

him taking off my pants/skirt and panties/pull-ups/diaper. i like when this is made a point because it’s extra humiliating for him to do it. like as if i can’t unbutton my own pants! and also the vulnerability and sensation of him slowly baring me

alternatively, him leaving my panties on for “modesty” at first (because i’m a big girl now) but giving me a wedgie so he can still make it feel like he’s spanking me bare. feeling my undies rubbing against me as he pulls on them also is extra humiliating and turns me on

being scolded- a serious voice scolding me does so much for me. i like the tone of my spankings to be very serious but caring, like he’s doing this because he loves me and he has to for my own good

corner time after, maybe even in an embarrassing position like straddling a chair (i reblogged this recent and was like 👀) or daddy’s put me in a painful position like kneeling on rice

mouth soaping- especially if he is actually washing my mouth out with soap (like in videos where the disciplinarian makes sure the soap is sudsy enough and rubs it all over)

early bedtime punishment!!!!!

even grounding and limiting privileges and such excites me

extended spankings- like maintenance spankings or being told i will get a spanking every night before bed for x amount of time

i fantasize about being restrained for very serious spankings

certain positions- like for some reason i love laying flat on the bed and being belted. over the knee is of course a classic. and then there’s plenty of other embarrassing positions or even bending over the couch, etc

him not stopping no matter how much i beg because i’m not in control and he decides when i’ve had enough. i don’t want to be able to talk myself out of anything

subtle touching during a spanking is humiliating, because it’s not outright sexual touching but i like touching that feels a bit inappropriate like rubbing or inspecting

temperature taking is a huge fantasy of mine

lecturing and scolding and talking about the spanking (“you’re going to be a sorry little girl once i’m done with you”, “i don’t like spanking you but you give me no choice sometimes”, “do you understand me?”, and so many more), also the initial threat of spankings

certain outfits like school uniform as if i just got home from getting in trouble at school or pajamas for an early bedtime punishment

being diapered after, losing potty privileges (“if you’re going to act like a little girl you will be treated as such”)

being told to spread my legs

so so much more!

someone "ah-ah" me in a condescending tone I will melt

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what if you go to the doctor w/ your dom, bc you just ache down there so much that it can’t be normal. and awkwardly you stutter this out to the doctor as your dom sits in silence in the examination room, a mild look of amusement in their eyes.

and the doctor opens their mouth and asks, “how long has it been since you’ve orgasmed?”

“w-what?” you stutter out, already feeling the tips of your ears burn with humiliation.

the doctor’s eyes flick to the collar around your neck, to the confident stance of your dom. “how long has it been since you’ve let them cum?” the doctor asks casually.

your dom is entirely unfazed. “months,” they reply casually “but i edge them a few times a week.”

your thighs brush together, seeking sensation just thinking about it. the doctor tsks and places a hand on your inner thigh and spreads your legs. again, you burn red and your dom shoots a casual glance towards you.

“your sub needs an orgasm,” the doctor states professionally, snapping gloves on and spreading your thighs. “may I?” they ask your dom instead of you. your dom nods.

“this is highly professional,” the doctor tells you. “there’s nothing wrong with me touching you like this. this is all business,” they coo, slipping their fingers into you.

they make a pouty face, mocking you. “you trust me, don’t you?”

you nod, almost lost in the haze of horniness and subspace.

“I would never do anything to hurt you, you know this!” they tell you in a patronizing tone. all you do is spread your thighs wider. and then they laugh. “god, you’re already horny. what a little slut,” they mock.

desperate and sensitive, you buck your hips into their palm with a whine.

your dom tsks. “slap them. they can’t move their hips.”

you feel the rubber gloves of the doctors other hand squeezing your face, peering at you curiously, tilting your chin from side to side, tugging at your mouth. the warmth of their fingers leaves your face as they drop their hand, then bring it up again to slap you. hard. but you stay silent.

“awww, they liked it,” the doctor hums, returning to their place between your legs.

“so tell me,” the doctor states, casually, continuing to stroke you, “what did the patient do that was so bad that they couldn’t cum for months?”

you whine, embarrassed that they’re talking about you like you’re not there.

“they masturbated and then lied to me about it,” your dom hums. “but I suppose their punishment is over,” they shrug, watching with a glint in their eye as the doctor finger-fucks you.

“what a good little toy,” the doctor smiles wickedly at you, wrinkling their nose. “I’ve got to get myself one of these.” they add another finger, and you yowl - it feels like they’re stretching you out. fuck, you think to yourself.

“I-I’m gonna cum,” you sob out, digging your fingers into the examination table. you glance at your dom for permission, and they nod, so you fall apart with a desperate scream.

the doctor snaps off their gloves with a small smile, and leaves you there on the table - spread out and panting, still dripping, makeup running down your face with tears.

“I’ll leave you two alone for a while - in case there’s anything else you want to check up on,” the doctor winks at your dom before walking out.

being pinned down and commanded to struggle/try to break free for their amusement is 🥴