Dominant - Blog Posts

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Celebrity crush... 🥵🥵

carol vorderman 

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Red heads get me 🥵🥵

Sunday night mind wondering 💭💭

Neighborhood - OoD (-self-)

Wow indeed 😍

Wow

The hottest outfit ever 😍🥵😍🥵

Curves are just 🤤🤤 in a corset 😍

Morning 😘

What a seriously hot woman 🔥😍 would l love to get my hands on her in that wetlook dress 🤤😍

Wetlook sheer lycra dress by Wicked Temptations and peep toe strappy heels by Verona.

Gorgeous lingerie on a gorgeous woman, let's appreciate this stunning lady! Wow! 😍

One of my ever favourite milfs on Tumblr. Must make a trip to Scotland to bump into her. She loves a young man 🤤😍💭

Haven't posted for a while, plenty of beautiful women to 🤤😍 over.. starting with this absolutely worldie. How sexy is Mrs Poindexter 😍😍 my type of married lady!

Mrs Poindexter

SML

This outfit is right up my street 😍

Ideal milf 😍🤤 how gorgeous is she? Best of British!

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So dominant 😍😍 perfect outfit 🤤🤤

Those long legs are 🔥😍

Posing for the neighbours 😈

Hmm loving the dress and heels, what a very sexy sexy woman 😍😍

LBD with heels

Perfect outfit for a hot date with a young man 😍🤤

I love the sheer dominance of Lady Sonia. I for one would happily let her do what she wanted to me... 🤤

Kneel before me and you will know what it means to be desired!

She could feel her cares and worries fade away with each soft stroke of his hand.

I want a sugar mommy so bad. But I’m also dominant. It’s not a good mix. 😂🥵

What does it mean to be reduced? To become less than you were?

You kneel on your hands and knees like the obedient good girl I've trained you to be. Your legs are spread wide seductively, and you arch you back while lifting your ass in the air, waving your tail like a naughty pet. Your breasts are nearly spilling out of your lacy black top, but you pay no attention to them as you focus on your prize; the fresh milk which drips into the bowl in front of you is captivating and alluring. A studded leather collar is wrapped firmly around your neck; the collar, along with the piercing visibly hanging from your outstretched tongue, serve as a testament to your new life as my property.

You are my slut; a fucktoy whose purpose is to please.

At one time you might have been revolted by your current situation; where is the value in being turned into little more than a naughty plaything? Where is the merit in reducing yourself to an animal? The world is filled with such vibrance and colour; how can you let yourself succumb to fifty shades of grey?

But with time, you've come to learn that the world is simplest in black and white. Let the stress and worries of the real world slip away as little more than a whisper in the wind. Let go of your greenest envy, your bluest sadness, and your reddest anger.

You have not been reduced to my pet; you've been elevated to my pride and joy.

Ever since puberty, the world has melted in your fingertips to suit your needs. One day you were just a lost little girl, and the next you were a goddess. Men fell to their feet and worshiped you, in hopes of gaining your favor. You'd toss them mere breadcrumbs, and they'd lap them up on their hands and knees like they'd been handed filet mignon and cold champagne in the middle of an arid desert.

But you are no goddess, nor are you the perfect angel your suitors would have you believe. You seek no courteous gentlemen or impassioned Disney romance. You play the game you are supposed to play, day in, day out; you show the world the face of a good girl who believes in classic fairy tales and happily ever after, all the time knowing in your heart that you crave something altogether different. Something more barbaric and rough. Something dark and forbidden.

And so you wait, patiently, playing to the false reality that the world expects of you; you wait for your hidden fantasies capture you, to shatter these illusions, and to bestow you with the fantastic reality that your heart truly desires.

You are no goddess; you are still that lost little girl seeking guidance. Take my hand and I will lead you to the reality you've achingly sought for so long.

A Thousand Words

There are a thousand words we need not say, For this image says them all; There are a thousand places you are depraved, Where painted pixels fall.

Your ruby lips are lush with tits Hidden beneath your locks; You don't await a charming date, No prince, but a pulsating cock.

You've a will to please for praise it seems, So kneel at my feet and serve; Open your mouth as I spill my seed, And swallow your just deserts.

When your makeup is smeared and your eyes have teared, You'll have met your purpose well; I dabble my canvas with cum's hot spatter And splatter from spit that fell.

But you are not finished until I've diminished All of that which you were; The pièce de résistance which I'll flaunt Is to scribble the word "WHORE."

Now you are perfect and purgèd and worthless For all but my servicing needs; And with a thousand hot words we need not say, You swallow my cock in greed.

~#OtWC original (Remove caption and baby kittens might die)

Cuddles vs. Sex. It’s a hard decision. Get it?;)

~OtWC

Was at the new BF’s place tonight to bond - which he defined as tequila and drinking games... *rolls eyes*

Tequila does two things to me. 1) makes me honest. 2) makes me horny.

I told him the card needed Option C: switch.;)

So, that’s how he unintentionally found out I am not all vanilla and apple pie. #hestartedit

~OTWC

It’s one of those days where I just crave being roughly fucked until I can’t think anymore.

(via tamemetoakitten)

Last night was a crazy new experience I wasn't expecting! I wish I could find the perfect GIF.:( *love*

To be completely honest it's for Daddy to surprise me with rape play. I want him to do whatever he wants and there sure as fuck won't be a safeword allowed! I love that I can trust him with something like this💙💙💙💙💙💙💯👄‼️‼️‼️