the-romantic-dominant:

Come Cuddle Me

When did I become such a giant pussy all of a sudden? Still, I’d be lying if I didn’t recognize that there is something almost magical when your hard shell turns weak for a woman.

Man card. Revoked. Might as well tuck my dick between my legs now and start watching Ellen.

In life, I am beacon of assholeness to pretty much anybody who doesn’t see shit the way I do. And I am proud of it. And yes, assholeness is a real word; I just made it up, eat a dick if you don’t agree (see what I mean about my assholeness). Geez, this guy.

At work? Do it my way or pack your bags. Men? Don’t own up to your role as dads and I’ll gladly point it out to you. Emphasis on Gladly. Men who don’t work on their careers? Oh god do I even need to finish this sentence. Yeah, big bad tough Me.

Then comes along The Her.

Big giant fucking pussy over here when I hear that giggle. Her perfume’s scent as she walks by. Batted eyes making me look like I have the willpower of an injured puppy dog.

Songs sung like I just watched a romantic movie. Somebody fucking punch me already. All I can think of is showing her in my most passionate form, The Me, just Me, exposed in my naked form, both physically and emotionally.

Images floating around my head of kissing her. Smelling her hair. I mean really smelling her hair, for a sustained whiff, so I can hold onto that memory, so when I get an inkling of her shampoo somewhere else, I can remember Her.

Sliding a hand between her legs and dwelling in the moan that elated from her voice. Images floating around my head of fucking her in public on the hood of the car on the side of the freeway as people fly by unaware that I am balls deep in her in a risky way. Just raw passion, anytime, anywhere.

Weak. A big giant pussy over the idea of Her.

God I hate this shit and love it at same time.

exoticeva:

“Hands on the ledge little girl.”

I swallowed hard and glanced back at him over my shoulder. His face was set – arguing would be futile and would only earn me a punishment.

We’d talked about pushing my limits. He knew that while I had very little interest in real exhibitionism, I absolutely got off on being a dirty little slut for his pleasure. The right amount of semi-public play made my cunt drip with arousal.

But this was a ground floor window. Yes there were blinds, but people walking by were going to be able to see me if they looked in. They were going to be able to see my naked breasts in between the slats of the blinds. They would see the sexy garter and crotchless panties I had been told to wear. If they really looked they might see my face; flushed with a heady mix of arousal and embarrassment.

All these thoughts raced through my head as he smoothed his hand across the soft skin of my ass before dipping into the even softer, wetter flesh of my cunt.

“I won’t say it again. Hands on the ledge.”

His voice never changed in volume but that tone cracked like a whip against my nerves and I raised my hands without any real conscious volition, leaning so that I was gripping the cool metal while my hips cocked out behind me, the curve of my ass on display for him.

He stood to my side, one hand playing almost idly with my pussy while the other reached out to pull and twist my nipple. I couldn’t help the soft sound that escaped me. A whimper of protest but also of arousal. And he knew it.

“I think my little slut likes this game. Don’t look at me. Look at your reflection. Those big eyes of yours give you away princess. You like the idea that someone might see you grinding on my hand. Don’t you?”

I was panting now, riding his fingers just like he said. Watching myself become a good little wanton whore for him. That’s why the crack of his hand on my ass startled me.

“Answer me” he demanded.

“Ahhh! Yes, yes sir.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes..I..I like knowing someone might see.”

“Good, then you’re going to like this even better.”

He started to undo his belt and I realized he was going to use it now, with me standing in front of this window. Anyone walking past was going to be able to see me as he struck me. Perhaps they’d only take a quick glance and quickly walk on. But if they stayed….If they looked closely…they’d see how each crack of his belt made my cheeks flush and my eyes dilate. They’d see me bite my lip to muffle moans of pain and arousal. If they looked really closely would they see how each hit made me wetter? Oh god…would they see my arousal drip down my shaking legs?

The thought alone made me shudder, an intoxicating blend of anticipation and desire and anxiety spiraling through me. My cunt fluttered with the sensations, already well ahead of my brain about how this game was going to go.

“Shall we begin little girl? Keep your eyes on your reflection and count for me…”

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There’s nothing sexier to me than a woman who is both curvy and confident; Guys, rethink what society has told you that you should desire. A real woman is not a porn star or a bikini mannequin or a movie character. She’s real. She has beautiful stretch marks on her hips and cute little dimples on her booty. Girls, don’t ever fool yourself by thinking you have to fit a certain mold to be loved and appreciated. There is a guy out there who is going to celebrate you for exactly who you are, someone who will love you!

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devilishkittten:

hotandcoldfeels:

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Hey curvy girls!! All curves!! If you’re with a man who doesn’t love your curves and stretch marks and everything else about you and who wants to help you love every part of you….then find a new man!! There are so many men out there that love your body no matter what you look like!! I’m very grateful to have @towtruckmike1 in my life to help me to understand this!! I know there’s many other men who are exactly like him. We need to learn to accept ourselves and tell society to fuck off!!

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submissiveinclination:

sexualcontrol:

Top 10 Signs He’s an Asshole, Not a Dominant

**With so many questions from new submissives – The Counselor enjoyed this quick article and wanted to pass it along!

(Sourced at the End)

by Kayla Lords

For all the single submissives out there looking for love, I get it.
No really, I do. You yearn to submit to a Dominant, and it seems like
finding the right one is nearly impossible. Many of you will take what
you can get because you don’t think you deserve better. Others don’t
seem to know the difference between genuine affection or interest and
the assholes who are waiting in wings for you.

I often go on
lengthy diatribes about what’s okay and what isn’t between a Dominant
and a submissive. I also frequently go on rants because people are made
to feel that normal, healthy desires or sexual activities
can’t have a place in BDSM. For anyone who doesn’t have the time for
all that, here’s a handy-dandy list of what separates the Dominants from
the assholes so you’ll know one when you find them.

Note:
This is directed at male Dominants for two reasons. One, that’s my main
experience, and two, I’ve never heard of Dommes pulling this kind of
crap. If they do, share with me in the comments below so everyone can be
aware.

  1. He demands you call him Sir or Master from the moment you meet. You’re a submissive, not his
    submissive. I advocate being respectful until he gives you a reason not
    to be, but anyone who demands a title before it’s earned needs to be
    ignored.
  2. He starts out an introduction with a dick pic. No Dominant is going to send you this without some sort of agreement between the two of you. It’s just not going to happen.
  3. He sends you unsolicited instructions of how to please him or orders to obey. Did you talk about this list? Was there communication and consent? If not, this is just another poser.
  4. He ignores your hard limits.
    Don’t just walk away from this loser, fucking run. Ignoring your
    clearly identified and communicated limits is the sign of an asshole and
    an abuser. A Dominant will push your limits, sure, but not without
    first talking to you – a lot.
  5. He disregards your safe word. Yes, some Dominants out there claim not to play with a safe word. I find that dicey but won’t pass too much judgment. If you use a safe word, though, it should be respected. Ignoring this is just more abuse.
  6. He lies.
    I know some people will say that everyone lies. White lies to save face
    or feelings. Most Dominants I know are honest to a fault. Think about
    it. How can you communicate openly and honestly if you’ll lie about
    things – big or small? John Brownstone doesn’t lie; he simply refrains from speaking until the time is right to tell the truth. I can respect that.
  7. He thinks more about his pleasure than your own.
    Caveat: if you’ve negotiated a relationship where this is acceptable to
    both of you (yes, that’s possible), that’s okay. Not my kink, but okay.
    I’m referring to the jerk who gets off and then ignores you or doesn’t
    listen when you tell him your preferences.
  8. He makes you feel bad about yourself.
    I’m not talking about a humiliation fetish in the middle of a scene or
    even as part of an on-going relationship. I’m talking about the
    soul-sucking, self-esteem shattering bullshit that makes you feel less
    than human and unworthy of love and affection. D/s should build both
    people up, not tear you down.
  9. He separates you from family and friends.
    Okay, let’s be honest here. Some people are just bad for us. They make
    us feel bad and doubt our self worth. I don’t mean those people. I’m
    talking about loving relationships with friends and family. A good
    Dominant wants a happy, healthy submissive – and isolating you from
    people who care about you won’t achieve that. Frankly, it will simply
    show that he’s selfish and, most likely, insecure.
  10. He tells you that you’re not a “real” submissive because you have your own opinions. In a D/s relationship, how you express those opinions will vary based on your consensual, negotiated agreement but you should always
    have your own opinions. The other flavor that goes with this one is
    that you’re not a real submissive because you’re too independent,
    aggressive, or (best of all) not willing to do what you’re told by
    someone you just met who claims to be a Dominant. (Insert big, fat
    eyeroll.)

Assuming you’re online when these things occur
(and it usually does), I also think you can be proactive in dealing with
these men. First of all, you are under no obligation to reply to a
message that includes anything you find offensive. If you tell them to
stop or to leave you alone, you can and should ignore them. You don’t
have to continue following or being “friends” with these people online.
The unfollow, unfriend, and block features are all there for a reason.
Use them. If it crosses over to harassment, you should report them to
whichever site you’re on.

Once you’re in a relationship, you must
remember that you’re free to end it. You are allowed to withdraw your
consent. If he doesn’t listen, he’s no longer acting as a Dominant. Now
he’s an abuser. And he should be treated as such – even if that means
getting the law involved. Your physical, emotional, and mental
well-being truly are that important.

If someone does a couple of
the things on this list, they might (but I doubt it) simply be too new
to understand how D/s really works. I’d give them the benefit of the
doubt, but I’d also move on and not engage with them. Let them learn the
hard way – or end up alone, either way works for me. When you come
across the guy who does most of these things, he’s not a Dominant. He’s
an asshole. Don’t waste your time or breath on him.

You are worth more than that, and you need to remember it and believe it.

Source:http://kaylalords.com/2015/04/top-10-signs-hes-an-asshole-not-a-dominant/

Kayla Lords 

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This. This! THIS!