C. Quinn (aliascquinn.tumblr.com)
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When I told you I’d let you have a pet of your own, I made sure you understood you’d be responsible for feeding her, and keeping her hydrated. Everything is a privilege that can be revoked; I’m glad to see you’re taking your duties seriously.
It doesn’t matter where we are, my playful pet. When I want to see you, I’ll see you. The way your eyes light up as I demonstrate my ownership of your body is as arousing as you are.
She falls into position with practiced ease, ass high in the air and ready for whatever he wishes.
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“Last First Kiss”- C. Quinn
“My Heart Still Holds”-C. Quinn
Treat her so well she begins to look down on storybook heroes.
Those wide, innocent eyes.All you desire in the world is just to be a good girl for daddy, isn’t it?
It always brings a smile to my face to watch such an enthusiastic cocksucker go to work. Someone is doing her best to earn those two little words.
I very much want to re-create this photo, little lady.
Make my hands your home.
That vacant-yet-ready-for-use expression… clearly this one knows what she’s for.
Let the world do what it will and stay right here in this moment; with me.
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Completely consumed by his power she surrenders control, doing all that she can to increase his pleasure. As it should be.
Face pressed to the floor, ass reddening as fast as my hand can fall, and mingled with your tears are moans and pleas for more…
What tonight has in store for you won’t require your hands or tongue, little one. Not until much, much later.
I claim things with my hands, and my words. The act of possession has always been tangible for me, but at some point I learned to capture as completely with my words. She claims things with her teeth. Any part of me is fair game for a nibble when she’s
The crook of one finger is all the pressure required to pull her inevitably to him.
Never be content. You can always provide more use, more pleasure. Push yourself to be the best for him.
Did I change your reality the way you changed mine?
“Yes Sir, please” is always an acceptable response, little lady.
Your canvas, Sir…
The promise behind her eyes ignited a fire I didn’t even try to contain.
Bring you closer in service to me…
Deliciously wicked thoughts can make for the best good girls.
You’ve earned that proud smile, pet.
A thought on Long Distance D/s
She was grace and joy and all the fluid forms of beauty, art trapped in a body with mortal concerns but an immortal disposition; she was all I sought.
Your faces when you have to answer the door because hotel security is about to tell you to keep it the fuck down in there.
Some days I feel like this. So much raw, frenetic energy and turbulence within me that I have to push it out into the distance. So when my eyes flash and my chuckle booms a little louder than normal, when the lines around my eyes seem tense and betray
Why would anyone want to recover from this?
Far more than the words, the rules, or the various trappings of their tempestuous evenings… this was the essence of her submission. The conscious choice, the deferential act. Placing herself on her knees at his feet, reaching out for him, patiently
“Stop what I’m doing? No chance. But feel free to tell your mother hello from me. Just tell her I’ve got my nose in something and I’ll catch her next time.”
I trained you to be able to take this so that I could use you as I pleased.You’re welcome.
She hoped it was the last time. Begged, even. He smiled, thinking how that could be interpreted two ways, as he pushed her head back under the water. Possibly for the last time.
“When I cum, you can breathe again.” He growled into her ear, and felt her clench around him. But she clenched much harder when he added, “Well… probably.”
These kind of tattoos are incredibly hot. With this permanent mark upon your skin, you’ll never be naked again. Not only does this one display ownership, it also conveys a threat. Fucking hot.
This is an amazing position. She’s not braced in any way, forced to hold that position by her bonds and her willpower.
You’re lucky your struggles are amusing to me; it means this won’t hurt as bad as it might. But this is still gonna be pretty fucking rough for you.
There isn’t any part of you that isn’t entirely mine. Fucking your ass as I spit in your mouth, it’s underlined for both of us.
On your hands and knees, bracing for me. Panting your need as I consume you.
When the answer is the same for both, you know you’ve made it.
This is mine, little one. Buck your hips all you want, needy, because we’ll be doing this for as long as I want.
Her arms bound, forced forwards beyond a position where she could balance or hold herself in place, she was entirely at his mercy. Fully subject to his will. He moved her as he wanted. Used her as he wanted.
The shade is real. I’ve always thought doing the alphabet in cursive was fun.
A hard night’s use is always capped off wonderfully by throwing her in the elevator naked, followed by a bundle of her clothing. If she was particularly useful, it will be a full outfit. If she wasn’t, she’ll be lucky to get full coverag
Reach back and spread while you ride me. I want to see all your secret places, which belong to me and only me.
The things we do are the epitome of wanton lust, but the foundation of trust and love is omnipresent.
Our connection runs deeper…
It’s always enjoyable to see a woman serving her purpose well.
This next game doesn’t involve your mouth, little one. Don’t worry though; when we’re done, you’ll still get to lick me clean.
Squirm and writhe. Your torment intoxicates me. And I intend to get drunk on you tonight.
Some days we just can’t wait until we get all the way home, and we sate our need on the side of the road, oblivious to the world.
Look at that girl in the mirror. Wantonly supplicating herself, open and willing to receive him and please him in any way he so chooses. Do you think she worries about anything other than the two of them? No, she forgets about everything and everyone
You agreed to accept my will; to make my priorities your priorities and take my direction as your path. You know that I care for you, and my guidance leads you along a course of betterment because that is how I feel you can best serve me: by fulfilling
Oh you’re not going anywhere until I’ve sated my lust, little one.
“Yes please” is always an acceptable response, little lady.