Puppytgirl4u - Desperate Pup, Will Beg For Treats. - Tumblr Blog

I know, pup, you’re just so helpless without someone to tell you what to do

You just love being ordered around, don’t you?

Just being told exactly what to do~

Bark

Bark for me, pup~

Good doggy~

Tugs on your leash

You’re all mine, pup~

Why is cockwarming only talked about in the sense that you do it before sex and not after too like it’s not the best way to break a puppy into the perfect cocksleeve?

Finally settling down after rounds of different scenes just to pin them under my weight and hold them like a stuffed animal on my cock, letting them whine and squirm at the fullness in their belly from holding all of the constant loads i’ve rutted back inside until they stop and just accept it. Forcing them feel dazed and bred while going in and out of consciousness to a mixture of soft kisses and sweet words, like how I can’t leave yet because they just feel so good around me and what a precious fuckmutt they’ve been for my cock.

How could their poor mind not rewire itself into thinking how grateful they are to be constantly broken and fixed by someone like me by the time i’m done hmm?

grabbing you by the back of the head and smothering you into my crotch while calling you a pathetic set of holes for craving this

The laziest femme you know with the messiest bedroom is daydreaming about being a housewife to a butch rn

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but what if you were playing video games and you let me makeout with your soft cock bc I was whimpering and pawing at your bulge

Messaging a girl and she referred to her conversation with me as "just playing with her food" and I nearly moaned out loud anyways what about you guys how have your days been

your lap is looking awfully empty you mind if I sit on it and not so subtly grind against you until you have no choice but to fuck up into me ?

Awwwww, pup, you look so adorable with your collar…is it nice knowing you’re mine? You’re my good little puppy~

Now come on, pet, wouldn’t you like to go for a little walk with me? No no, you’re doing it wrong pup. Get on all fours…good, good, now, bark for me~

Good pup~

Pulls on the leash, leading you around

Such an obedient little puppy~

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God I love being a dog, everything just makes more sense like this you know? People give me attention because they like me and think I'm cute! It really takes the guessing out of everyday interactions.

And of course the sex is pretty great, I get humiliated, slapped, bit.. I couldn't ask for anything! Just put on my collar and go to town! I'm a good dog that knows her place!

unwanted orgasms are such a hot idea. squirming under someone crying and begging them to stop, it hurts so bad but there's pleasure building up. desperately trying to ignore it but eventually it's too much and I cum all over their cock or fingers

they take notice and laugh at me and whisper "see, I knew you wanted it"

feminization fetish but it's loving affirmation of your partner's gender with no degradation elements at all

Fucking you till your brain turns to mush, till your in that place where all you can feel is pleasure. Where It feels so good you think you’re going crazy, you can’t even hear how loud your being. Just blissed out being pulled back onto my dick while your mouth hangs open and your soundlessly screaming except for a few pathetic “uh uh uh”s. You can’t even hear me talking to you it feels so good. I’m telling you how wet you are inside but you’re just so gone. You feel like you can taste me in your mouth and feel me deep in your throat. You don’t know how long it takes you to cum but when you do your hips just keep kicking with the force of it like your body is possessed with pleasure.

why are YOU whining about getting edged?? don't you know how hard it is for me? all I wanna do is see you cum over and over until you go fucking braindead but instead I'm taking my time with you, treating you nice, making sure it's gonna be extra good for you. so why don't you thank me? say it. say "thank you for not letting me cum yet." good job. say it again.

Anyways I want an older woman to speak to me at a supermarket, practically cornering me as she starts cooing. Touching my hair, saying how pretty and long and curly it is. So soft to the touch, asking if my skin is as soft and not asking when she cups my cheek in her hand. She runs her hands down my throat.

“You’ll be a good girl for mommy, won’t you?” as she comes just a little bit closer, groping me to her heart’s content. Passersby seem concerned, but my pleas for help go unnoticed or ignored. It doesn’t help that when someone does show concern, the woman feigns knowing me.

I helplessly fidget when no one comes to my rescue, flushing and looking away as she’s massaging my chest. She laughs as she slides her hand up my skirt, pushing aside my panties. She pulls back and says, a little too loudly, “You’re all ready for mommy’s cock already! What a good girl.”

When I frantically beg her to speak a little more quietly, her eyes narrow. I’ve fallen right into a trap I didn’t even know she’d set. “You’re right,” she says, “We should go back to mommy’s house. You’ll come along, won’t you?”

With her fingers already inside of me, I simply submit, and climb into the passenger seat of her car.

I need to be praised until I cry. Mommy first gently pulling me away from my work as my head spins and I chew on my nails, trying to keep her away and go back to focusing. She stops me again, reaching out to cup my face in her hand. Her nails scrape against the line of my jaw and I shudder. She says, “Good girls listen to mommy.”

I stop what I’m doing, my eyes dropping to the ground. I nod my head as she hums, pleased. She leans back and motions me on her lap. I comply, feeling as she shifts her hips, purposefully rubbing against me.

I’m already wet, and she knows this, rocking gently enough that she has plausible deniability. I try not to whine as I brush away thoughts of work, and she slips her hands in my panties.

“My hardworking girl,” she coos, and I feel my face flush, my brows furrow. My work life being brought into our sex life always felt oddly… like an overstep. So distinctly as if I was doing something wrong that I could taste it on the tip of my tongue.

But I didn’t dislike it. Far from it, I thought, as she hoists me up on my desk, the light of my work computer illuminating me from behind. She chuckles, pleased, as she spreads my legs and rubs circles into my clit. I whine, hips twitching.

“You just need to relax, don’t you. You’re pushing yourself too much, baby… and that boyfriend of yours, well, I know that you love him… but I just want to protect you the best I can,” she smiles, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. “I want you to be mommy’s little girl forever.”

I can’t manage a response as she traces her fingers up my thighs and between my legs. “Please,” I manage, but it falls on deaf ears as she continues to relentlessly tease me.

“My babygirl’s always so busy with work, sometimes I think we ought to find a compromise,” she eyes me like she’s whetting her appetite. “Such as letting you work…”

“Uh-huh,” I ask, as she continues to touch me through my panties. I feel as if I could cum any moment;

“Like this,” she finishes, and my mouth falls open. For a moment I don’t even note that she’s touching me. She chuckles, a bit, at my expression before continuing: “Is it that surprising?”

I can’t help it. “It is,” I mutter.

“Do you dislike it?” Her eyes narrow as she studies me. I swallow, nervously, unable to respond. When she repeats the question again and is met with silence twice over, she pulls aside my panties and slides her fingers in and begins to fuck me as I moan helplessly on my mommy’s fingers… “Mommy’s so proud of you.”

“A-ah, really?” I ask, as she pounds me. She fervently nods her head as she speeds up her fingers, my voice trembling as I approach the edge. I moan again just says she says,

She gestures to my computer camera behind me.

“Do you remember what I said earlier, doll?” She asks, and I shudder, equal parts fear and arousal. “Good girls listen to mommy.”

I need to be in pup space and used while they beat me and call me pathetic or to just be held in someone's arms and called cute names while they pet my hair and tell me it will all be okay.

Either is fine 👉👈

Aww, you're tired? Wanna take a nap at my place? No, of course you won't wake up to the feeling of me mounting you and forcing my fingers in your mouth while I bottom out inside you. Why would you think that, silly? I promise I won't shove anything in you and make you have those icky little nightmares again. You're such a dumb little slut, why do you always think that? Go ahead, lay down for me. I'll tuck you in.

"my daughter turned out fine"

Ma'am, your daughter whimpers like a dog when older women tie her up and fuck her however they want

"I know, right? I'm so glad I trained her to do that, it makes her even cuter and my cock much harder"

im not kidding i think if i took a girl's dick fully into my mouth with my lower lip brushing her balls and my nose nuzzling her bush and my forehead resting against her hairy tummy and she stroked my hair while pulsating on my tongue and feeding me all the semen she saved up for me i would start ugly sobbing from joy and ruin the whole mood