Sorry Yall. My Type Of Dom Is An Understanding And Gentle Type Who Comforts You In Your Lowest And Wants

sorry yall. my type of Dom is an understanding and gentle type who comforts you in your lowest and wants to see you succeed while achieving new goals for your well being.

coming out the bathroom with a new set of lingerie to show it off to my Dom. ones they see me they quickly shower me with compliments, calling me a “cute little thing” and “pretty whore for me”. as i get flustered with their flattery they mention how they have something that would “make it better”. they take out a collar that perfectly matches the lingerie. the tag adoring in bold letters “my toy”. i squirm with excitement upon seeing it connected to a leash.

“kneel down sweetheart, ill make you even more cute ones im done with you.”

keep touching me. grab my tits. squeeze my thighs. slip your hand under my panties. i wanna know im irresistible for someone. i want to know im desired and worth going crazy over. i just want to feel someone’s obsession over me…

thinking about getting hit with a riding crop whenever i misbehave and get humiliated because i like getting punished.

You'd look lovely on your knees, looking up at me with a soft gaze. Allowed to take your place beside my desk. Curled up on a plush dog bed. Your leash attached to your collar and loosely wrapped around my fist.

Leisurely, I let your head rest against my thigh. I give you a head pat for being so docile and obedient as you slip into a warm fuzzy frame of mind. Your thoughts dulled at the edges, lulled into a relaxed state. The soft clicks of my keyboard as I work fades to the background. Your only task—to be a nice pretty pup at my feet. Adored, cared for, comfortable.

I'll decide whether I want to use you by the end of the work day or not. Imagining the way your eyes will slip closed. Soothed by the weight and feeling of my thick cock filling your drooly little mouth. Lapping and licking to your hearts content. Tasting my skin, taking in my scent like a good puppy should. No clear goal in mind to make me cum or rush, just pure sensual enjoyment.

make me go drunk and stupid by getting fucked. make me babble on my words as i try to speak. make me go weak and limp when changing positions. make my moans become incoherent sounds. just want my mind to become a mess. i want to become a dumb slut.