C. Quinn (aliascquinn.tumblr.com)
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Your tongue is an instrument of pleasure, and right now I want you to work my will on her tight little asshole, to ready her for what comes next.
Never let her forget that being on top has nothing to do with being in control, regardless of how she might delude herself.
The exquisite anticipation in her eyes; she knows you are going to hurt her, and as torn as she is between the pleasure and the pain all she can do is wait for it to come.
True grace is irrespective of circumstance, little one. You will learn to maintain your poise in any situation I put you.
Reach inside her and draw out her inner, primal self. Let her lose herself in your eyes; be the eye of her storm.
Whispering the words that set her on fire, as she whimpers and moans through the exquisite pain in her wrists and pleasure in her cunt, sending her over the edge again and again.
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My cock isn’t coming out of you until I’ve made sure I’ve put every drop of cum into you.
I love this position. Total control, fully cognizant of her vulnerability as she opens for me, one hand at her neck literally holding her life in my hands…Plus the girl looks an awful lot like someone I know (;
You need it rough.
I know you’re at your parents house on break. I know that it’s the middle of dinner time. And if I want you to go to the bathroom and strip down and show me what’s mine, I know you’ll do it. And I know you’ll sit back down at the table next
She knows better than to use her hands or move from her ordered position, and her hungry mouth strains to recapture his cock when she accidentally lets him slip loose. She’ll likely find a hand on the back of her head shortly, so that this mistake can’t
Somehow bimbos find ways to spice up even the dullest chores.
You won’t have to wonder when you’re allowed to get up. I’ll tell you. Now put that forehead back on the floor. I don’t want to have to tell you again…
Practice makes perfect, pet. You too can make your Sir happy. Work at it; his approval is always worth it.
Arriving home means stripping down. You know how I like you.
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becomingtiger: mastersubverter: aliascquinn: This game is best played in a comfortably warm room. The submissives will be grateful for what they perceive to be compassion (and in some ways it certainly is). They will learn that it is not so simple
Part of me wonders what my two lovely little toys are whispering about… but I love letting them have their little games, and I look forward to whatever plot they’re brewing.
Her mouth intent on his cock, she still has the wherewithal to reach back and spread a little more as he slides two fingers into her ass.
Bound, ready, and patiently waiting to be of service.
Learning to pose is a valuable skill for a fucktoy.
Idle thoughts of world changing importance. Simple questions can change destinies.
Him: “Did my babygirl get her Daddy a present?”Her: “Yes Daddy. Das meeeee!!
Come along dumb little slut. Time for a bath.
The best desk furniture is posable.
He loved her moans, her exultation in the way he used her body. She was so calm and composed in public; few of her friends would believe, much less suspect, her behavior in his bedroom. He slid deeper into her, and the resulting “Oh yeahhh” that escaped
little-princess-babygirl: hufflepuffslut: dom-wolfy: I don’t care if it ruins her lady boner.Always fucking check to be sure. Seriously this is important! FRICKING THIS Honestly. Every time.
I love the fire in your eyes; you know I’m about to hurt you, and your anticipation drives me wild behind my calm exterior.
‘Won’t you take my hand Take my heart Promise to never stop dancing once we start’ - Our Song by Ron Pope
“Up you come.” His lips teased hers; she could taste his breath but as much as she yearned to feel his mouth’s wet heat he hovered just out of reach.
Life is too short to not be lived.
A luxurious, lazy bath is a reward for your impeccable behavior of late; it obviously doesn’t mean that you aren’t still at my beck and call, and with practiced ease you tilt your head back and envelop me.
His firm guiding hand, her gentle supplication. They are both right where they want to be. Where they need to be.
You look so beautiful with your brain melting right out of your head, in time with the thrusts of my cock.
There’s a whole world out there we’re missing. Let’s go introduce ourselves.
“Of course I’ll get her ready for you Daddy.” She said with a little smile, giggling. “My tongue belongs to you just like everything else!”
I just want to go back to that space.
Erasing your thoughts requires just the push of one single button. You’ll stay like this for as long as it pleases me.
She didn’t know when the next time I’d mark her face would be, so she begged ever so sweetly to be able to capture the moment; it would be relived at the edge of her fingertips again and again.
I want these quiet moments Especially in the lonely moments of the night.
Oh honey, some days I’m going to fuck you like I hate you, like you’re the worst thing that ever happened to me, like the only way to regain control of my life or salvage any part of the burning wreckage you left me is to own you so fucking completely
With one sharp yank, a tangled mess of hair firmly in hand, he shuts off her doubts and concerns; allowing her to lose herself in the carnality of the moment is a gift, and she fucking loves it.
You’ll never forget. We both know it.
“Icarus of Love”-C. Quinn
“Shh… I know it can be scary. Is it too much?” His hands were gentle, but firm. His strength guided her, consumed her. His eyes sought hers, knowing how deep she was, but reading her as he would a book.She was almost non-verbal, but clearly
After she’s edged the three times required of her, she’ll get down on her knees and practice her deep-throating technique, cleaning off her toy before finishing cleansing herself.
The tape won’t come off gently, and you will absolutely be held accountable for your reaction. Now. Let’s see who learned their fucking lesson.
A warm, wet hole with a handle is all you are to me tonight.
