Desires of a Submissive Gurly Boi
Im a submissive boi that likes all things having to do with sex. Submission, domination, humiliation, male, female, shemale, anything. I have a lot of kinks and this blog will show them all.
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Baily knows best
Feels soo good!
Not a lady
Are you wearing yours?
Love at First Thrust
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"Please… ehh… sir…" Scooter balked, his eyes staring pleadingly at the man in whose lap he sat.
Scooter vainly tried to glean more from the light touch of Sage’s fingers. It was enough sensation to keep him painfully hard, but barely enough to jerk him off. The boy squirmed in the man’s lap, thrusting his hips back and forth, side to side, anything to try to get off and get off faster. The pair of them had been at this for the last twenty minutes.
The ordeal was maddeningly frustrating: thirty days had passed since the last time he’d been milked. It wasn’t more than a day afterward that Scooter found himself as horny as ever and unable to do anything about it. Thirty days locked in the pink confines of his humiliating chastity cage. He had tried asking nicely, offering his Master favors (as though he had something to bargain with that was his own), and finally flat out begging.
In response Sage had bent him over the living-room coffee table and fucked him with a prostate massager. Several minutes of working at his engorged prostate and the teen was seeping seed onto the carpet, totally denied the experience of anything resembling a climax.
“There, you came.” He had said derisively.
The next day Scooter was even hornier.
"Oh fuck, sir! Oh … fuck, sir!" He whimpered, straining every muscle in his body in an attempt to push himself over the edge. Scooter had been sitting on the edge for the last few minutes, a fact which had him breathing in quick breathes, sweating profusely, and balling his fists around his shirt collar. “Please, may I come, sir?!”
“Get on with it. I’m losing interest.” Sage teased, feigning a yawn. At the same time he pressed a little harder and a little faster with his fingers.
Scooter bucked in his arms, emitting a long, deep groan that ended in a high whimper as he had one of the few but amazing climaxes his Master allowed him. An almost comical amount of seed caked his legs and torso as the youth breathed heavily, his body drained of all strength in an instance of pleasure.
“Oh god. Thank you, sir.” He purred, smiling up at Sage through half open eyes. His master returned the smile and leaned down to kiss the boy tenderly.
D’awww. Now I’ve done something cute, consensual, and … erm … cuddly.
Took for friggin’ ever to draw.
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I love this pic, One of my favorites.
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The make-up alone didn’t do it. Shaving and waxing didn’t do it. The expensive blond wig didn’t do it. But the white lingerie broke the last of his roommate’s objections. And his tiny penis stayed limp and tight inside the white panties while his ass got pumped, keeping the illusion proper. At last!
He staggered down the stairs, his awkward footfalls pigeon-toeing beneath uncertain knees. Each eye was still puffy with sleep and his hair stood upright in all directions like antennae to heaven. It was all he could do, having rolled out of bed onto the soft shag of the carpet, to pull his hoodie up over his bedhead.
Bare feet on cold floor, he scratched idly at his crotch waiting for the pot of coffee to boil. Even in his bleary state he was all too aware of the awkward bulge in his underwear, a chastity cage with a lock firmly affixed and a denied morning-erection even firmer within its confines.
It’s not that he was a heavy sleeper - well, yes, it was that. Piper was the type who buried his face in the pillow and snored the world away when the weekend came around.
The ding of the coffee-maker shocked him awake and the youth stumbled to find his mug.
Bedhead Piper with eyes full of sleep and a mug full of coffee. Painfully cute…
While in the midst of doodling my DnD party I was distracted by Piper. Not really sure where the idea came from, but I wanted to draw him again. I did two initial poses of him, this is the one that won out. But I included the second one because he’s got a cute butt.
I blame the Lady Gaga CD I was handed for this abmination. Rammstein, Fear Factory, Otep, Killswitch Engage, Combichrist, and … Gaga …
This is my favorite picture by far.
The voices of the bar’s patrons carried through the closed curtains. He felt so exposed - so stupid. The fact that no one could see him yet was of no consolation to Maddie.
The microphone stand awaited him, riveted to the floor with a large metal ring midway up its length. The top was crested with one of those classy 1920’s microphones. But Maddie did not feel classy. He felt like a tramp.
No matter how much he fiddled with the hem of his dress it refused to cover anything. Thankfully the pair of panties he wore was sufficient to leave him some small measure of dignity.
His owner loomed over him. Even in this idiotically tall heels Maddie was shorter than the man. “Show time, missy.” He intoned smuggly. God he hated how the man taunted him. When he couldn’t feel any lower, his Master found a way to push him down more.
Slowly the house lights dimmed and left the gritty bar in darkness. One by one the stage lights came on: pink, turquoise, purple. The curtains parted, displaying the microphone.
Taking Maddie by a fist full of hair, his Owner walked out onto stage. Given no real choice in the matter, Maddie followed, whimpering and shaking in terror. The heels made him take tiny, awkward steps, constantly teetering on the verge of falling. A few mocking applause echoed through the bar, but the most prominent noise was the laughter and chuckles of the crowd.
"Ms Maddie is going to sing us a few songs.” His Master announced with a condescending gesture before chaining Maddie’s wrists to the microphone stand.
Maddie clung to the stand for dear life, his breath caught in his chest, his knees threatening to give way. Would he remember the words? Would he just stand here and look stupid?
He felt the familiar hands on his hips and the strange sound of cutting. It was far too late when he realized that the man had just cut away his panties, his last shred of decency Maddie instantly went hard to the laughter and derision of the audience.
But it did not end there. He could only squeak loudly as a vibrator was slipped between his cheeks and activated.
Yea… He wasn’t going to remember any of the lyrics. Just stand there and moan and whimper like a slut.
Oh damn. I forgot to draw on a collar. Shame on me… Sorry. I’m not going back to change it. :S DEAL WITH IT.
Long story this time. I was in the mood. Pic is also really tall so I had to shrink it some. If people want the giant version I can probably find a way to share that.
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Are you wearing pink right now? Do you wish you were?
I LUV wearing my Pink panties every day..
YES, very true!
used to hate it when i was a boy but now i love it as a sissy
It’s better that liking blue as a boy!
All pretty little sissy faggots need to be in Pink. Pink pink pink. That is your color bitch. Wear it with pride. If the panties aren’t Pink, this Big Hairy Sicilian Alpha Male Daddy isn’t gonna be rippin them off your little ass. Got it slut?
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