Just about every day, something like this will be given to my girl.
Big smile. I think my girl would be tied down the first time. The marks are interesting. Once the ginger gets going it can be pretty painful. Spanking my girl gives her something else to think about besides the pain from the ginger. Of course, she has to really learn to relax, so she doesn’t squeeze when hit. Cause when you squeeze, you force more liquid from the ginger, causing more pain, in a delicious cycle!
A proper figging!
i’ve got a piece of ginger ready to go ;)
I love the way this girls writes and what she has to say. Everyone should follow her.
I think my girl will be gagged almost every day. I like to look over and see her in the gag for me (and unless she is already bound, it is her job to gag herself). I love the drool. It represents complete helplessness.
So another part of us upgrading and keeping our routine new has been that I’ve been wearing a gag a lot more regularly around the house. Sometimes he has me put it on before I start making us dinner but most nights he’s been having me put one on when we are done. Our bit gag has been the one used mostly for around the house and relaxation wear, the ballgags are usually for when we have sex and when I’m being disciplined.
The bit gag makes communicating with it on a little easier. Even thought the whole point is for me to stay quiet, the times I do have to say something, it’s been easier than with the ballgag. My Dom told me he liked the idea of having me wear it after dinner and before bed, a little reminder of my role and some quiet time that we can share as we relax. For me being gagged has always had such an intense effect on me. Obviously having something placed in your mouth and locked on feels different, but for me it’s like this wave of submission and defeat wash over me. It really is like I’ve been degraded, stripped of my ability to talk. You know, even though I think gags look sexy, if anyone sees you wearing one, it’s humiliating. Something is strapped to your head and held in your mouth. When we are just relaxing and I’m gagged it makes me so docile and humble. I feel so content just cuddling up with him and embracing the resign.
I wonder at times if it’s helping me develop the muscles in my cheeks and jaw, or if it’s bad for my teeth but I think that’s just me over-thinking things as always. Time to get back to work, have a great day everyone!
I love to choke my girl. And what is the response from my girl when my fingers circle her throat?
He’ll let you know when you can breathe, don’t worry.
Every once in a while, I still think of this.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
I want you to know you are about to feel a pain you have never experienced before. I want you to understand my intent is to cause you to cry, to bring a rush of uncontrolled panic to nearly drown your screams. More importantly though I want you to know this is not a punishment. You have been nothing but an obedient submissive, offering your flesh when I desired, offering your service without me asking. This is not about correcting a behaviour, no, this is about reassuring you that regardless of what you feel, regardless of how you fight I will not abandon you. I will not discard you because you are not “perfect”. This is to ensure you know I want all of who you are. I want the joyful smile and tender caress. I want the gleeful giggle and shy uncertainty. I want the nervous timid girl and I want the slut.
Yes. The slut. You are a slut. My slut. You crave to be used, to be violated, to be stricken until your sobs cause you to buckle, until they bring you a state of explicit vulgarity. I welcome your pretty, your feminine demure but I crave the wanton kreechr, the being that growls and claws for freedom, for use.
I know you are terrified. I can hear the fear in your silence and it is good to be afraid. You should, in fact I want it. By nights end though all you will feel is lust; primal aggression and I will be proud to witness the animal you are.
Fuck. Even speaking of how you will ache causes my cock to twitch and my blood to boil.
Tonight you will hurt. Tonight you will hate me. Hate me until you love me.
And my girl is a very good girl.
Sometimes it has nothing to do with how tight your collar is, or how secure your restraints are, or how delicious humiliating that ball gag makes you feel.
Sometimes it’s all about doing all of this to yourself, just because you know I like it.
That’s what good girls do.
My beautiful bimbo.
Lovely creature of my creation.
Your hair, makeup and clothes all chosen to please me.
Your demeanor, the lilt of your voce, the look in your eye, all carefully trained.
I like how giggly you have become.
I adore your simplicity.
I delight in how pleasing you strive to be.
I love your softness.
But there are times when I want to use you.
There are times when I wILL use you.
You exist for more than just looking pretty.
…you also exist to feed my ever growing lust.
And I have not intention of ever letting you forget it.
Your holes belong to me.
Anonymous asked: Whats a skill every bimbo should know?
I’m going to go with something that might be a surprising choice. Something that’s not sexual, and something that isn’t necessarily obvious as a bimbo chore at first glance: cooking. I think every bimbo should know how to cook.
(I would argue that every person should know how to cook, but that’s a different sort of opinion.)
For one thing, it’s economical. Going out to eat all the time is fun, but it’s way better for the budget when you can make a fresh, tasty meal out of cheap, easily available ingredients. I’m sure every bimbo owner appreciates that!
Second, it’s healthy. (At least, it can be.) Keeping that bimbo body is important - what better way to do that than to be sure your diet is full of fresh, tasty, nutritious meals? Doesn’t matter how many hours you sink into working out if you’re eating at McDonald’s every evening.
Third, it’s a lovely method of service. What guy doesn’t appreciate coming home to a fresh-cooked meal, made with love and affection with him in mind?
Fourth, it’s domestic. It’s a great, subtle self-reminder about the bimbo’s place in the home.
Cooking can be tricky and complicated, yes, but it doesn’t have to be. I cook all the time. Some of what I make is challenging, but the majority of the recipes I love are simple, easy to remember, and delicious. Experiment! Find stuff you like, and make them. Make them over and over until they’re your own.
To me, that’s a skill every bimbo should have. :)
While I heartily embrace the bimbo culture, and am working to turn my girl into the perfect bimbo for me, I will be doing the majority of the cooking.
Why? Many reasons. I love to cook and have developed some measure of skill in the kitchen. My job is to take care of my girl, and that means feeding her (and when we have time, that means she is on her knees, waiting for me to put bits of food in her mouth). And well, we are both busy with work and all, while I cook she can do other things, and then she can clean up while I rest.
However, I do like the idea of her making lunch. And I do like the idea of her being my helper in the kitchen. But, I ike the idea of her doing the dishes. And, I really like the idea of her doing that gagged.
My girl wants to be perfect for me.
I look forward to instructing her on how to be perfectly perfect.
Now this bitch has talent… see what practice can do!!!!!!!
Promise I won’t.
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He’s thinking important thoughts. I’m thinking that I love him.
I like the idea of you giving me a show!
Thanks to living in a modern world, this upcoming generation of people have never not known life without the internet. It has expanded our global reach and given us unprecedentedaccess to many types of information at our finger tips.
This includes the ability to gain an earlier understanding of our sexuality and it has enabled us to explore our desires in greater detail. Embracing who we are, what we are, why we are, is a part of gaining a greater understanding of both ourselves and the world around us. Sex is not a bad word, it is a natural instinct born within each of us, and it should not be ignored nor criticized and mocked or belittled.
It is a beautiful part of life, we should celebrate it, so lets treat it as such!
Place. Devotion. Love.
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