🍃 It’s Lil Ol Me 🍃

good morning everyone! thank u for all the love on my posts yesterday, it totally made my day 😊💖💖.

here's another fun couple of pics! I see loads of posts about ppl wanting big tiddy gfs, but smol tiddy gfs need love too 😇💖

(actually I think my boobs look kinda big in the second photo! 😅)

reblog me and ask nicely and I'll send u a different pic that's a bit more fun than these two 😉.

(i have a lot of classes today, but I'll get to u all I promise!)

Maintenance Spankings? Yes please..

I crave them like a drug.. I need the release, the pain, the pleasure, the attention, the contact.. the sound of his hand smacking my behind, the way he sounds, the way he speaks, the things he says.. the feeling of being overpowered, taken in hand, dominated.. then to snuggle in his lap..hazy but clear, comforted, loved.. HIS

boo hoo

Reasons why I love power bottoms:

- they fight back

- but as soon as they know they’ve lost the fight, they turn into sassy, but obedient subs

- teasing goes both ways

- not brats

- you can make them think they’ve won, just so they let their guard down

- confidence!!! confident subs are A+

- prepare for some hot ass seduction moves because they’re not even 1% shy

- having them under control is guaranteed to make you feel twice as powerful

- they fight back

- vanilla sex?? what’s that

- if you happen to lose a fight and end up beneath them… they’ll give you like 344334 chances to throw them back down again because that’s what they actually want

- they grin at you while going down to their knees

- heated arguments turn into aggressive sex in 80% of all cases

- they fight back

- sex will turn into a pretty exhausting workout, so you basically lose weight while fucking

- bc of you both being so exhausted after sex, cuddling is even more fun

- they grin at you when you threaten them and probably respond with “that’s a promise?”

- tbh they grin at you for literally every reason

- playful insults

- don’t whine about receiving punishments after provoking you, probably smile instead and mumble “finally”

- also: “done already? thought you could do better” / “you can’t hit properly, can you?”

- they instantly admit when something you did turned them on and they’ll be damn sure to show you

- THEY FIGHT BACK

Syntax matters.

“Would you get me a beer?”

is a world away from

“Get me a beer, please.”

The first is a request to which she might easily (and logically) reply, “no.” The second is a polite direction. The speaker assumes his request will be granted. It is easier for her to comply than to construct an argument or a valid reason for refusal.

What’s more, the first version causes her to doubt you. The man who says “Would you get me a beer?” isn’t certain. She’ll sense this, even if only on a subconscious level, and it will turn her off ever so slightly. Whereas “Get me a beer, please,” might rub her the wrong way at first–how presumptious of him!–it will also activate her internal drive to please, or at least her inner compulsion to avoid conflict. In the end, if you use the second way, you eliminate the need for her ever-spinning female brain to process your uncertainty. You make it easy for her to comply. You remove part of the decision-making process. In the long term, she will appreciate it. And you’ll get your beer.

Hello again, you tumblr fiends.

After a long hiatus from writing/interacting on this blog, I’ve decided it’s time to return. However, due to the sheer amount of posts that have been flagged due to breaking the bullshit “community guidelines”, I’m looking into switching to a new blog. A blog that will, hopefully, carry a similar theme to this one, but without the risk of posts being hidden.

To anyone who ever was, and would still be, interested in seeing me pick back up again, I’ll have more to post about the new blog soon.

Just a heads up that I’m back and haven’t died of corona.

the aphrodisiac of obedience

of course I know how to take initiative and do it own my own. 

I am strong, and smart, and perfectly capable of achieving my own pleasure and can aptly handle the challenge of denying myself the same.

but it’s so much better, and I am infinitely wetter, when it’s what he wants and because he tells me to.

normal person: oh i could never hurt them, they’re so cute.

sadist: woah they’re cute, i want to hurt them.

It’s cold outside Daddy, build me a fire and play with me?

As much as my blog currently focuses on sadism, extreme control and fantasies, and so on, it is only the tip of the iceberg of what I wholly believe.

This is a beautiful post. Nothing makes me feel right and nothing makes me feel at home more than a soft, feminine woman.

Femininity

I don’t think anything makes me feel more feminine, more dainty, or more beautiful, than when I’m submitting to a man, more specifically, Daddy. I truly, get to let go of all societal expectations, of being a “strong independent woman” and just let the more primal side take over, my femininity.

My submission oozes femininity, and I’m not just speaking in terms of being sexual, I’m talking the day to day, the more mundane moments in life, where subtleties in our dynamic are there, but no one else really notices. I become more soft spoken, more lady like, I choose my clothing based on his preferences, choose my words more carefully when in his presence. See, his dominance is heavy is masculinity. He believes in traditional gender roles, just as I do, which is why our dynamic works so well; my femininity would be nothing without his masculinity, and vice versa.

I want him to be proud to have me, as not only his submissive, but his girl, his woman.