As he passes behind her. His cologne wafts through the air. Filling her lungs with, and exhaling slowly. She hears his footsteps stop and his warm chest presses against her back. His fingertip slides slowly up her forearm. His touch sends a shiver up her spine. He leans in closely and whispers into her ear. Did you miss me? His warm breath creeping down her neck. Moving closer he places a soft kiss on the side of her neck. Stopping mid kiss and giving her a light bite. I missed you, he says softly.
As she leans forward and arches her back. His hand slides up her back. Grabbing a handful of her hair and cocking her head back. His voice lowers into a primal growl. Placing his lips at her ear, telling her that she is going to give him whatever he wants....
If this interests you. You know what you need to do.
Have pics to trade!!

I was chatting with someone who introduced herself as ” Mistress_EV-8003”. She asked if I was looking for complete domination or just sessions. I asked her what the difference was. I explained that I’m genuinely interested in learning and being guided, though I have some real life circumstances that make things a bit complicated.

Instead of explaining the dynamics or getting to know me better, she quickly pushed to move the conversation to the Signal app, saying it was more private and better suited for a deeper, more enlightening exchange. I agreed and gave her my Signal username, but she claimed she couldn’t find me and asked for my phone number instead.

At this point, I was already feeling a bit unsure,she didn’t verify she didn’t assured me once and she demanded a picture full body and face of myself without verifying her own identity in any shape or form. No voice, no video, not even a casual selfie, nothing. Just demands. That made me really uncomfortable. I told her I didn’t feel safe giving out my phone number or a personal photo without building some trust first.

Her response? She immediately turned it into a test of submission. She told me that hesitation was a sign I wasn’t ready to serve. According to her, obedience comes before trust, not the other way around. She insisted she didn’t owe me any proof because she was the proof. The more I expressed concern, the more ful and demanding she became, even saying things like, I don’t chase. I choose.

I tried to explain that for me, obedience is something that comes from trust, not something I can just give blindly. But she wasn’t hearing any of it. Eventually, after I stood my ground and refused to send my number or picture, she blocked me.

But that wasn’t the end of it. Not long after, I got a message from someone else under the name Beast, but it turned out to be her again. Same tone, same push for total obedience, same pressure to trust her control without question.

It all felt manipulative and honestly, it reminded me why being cautious in online dynamics, especially power based ones, is so important. Trust has to be mutual, not something one person demands and the other just hands over blindly.

Looking for someone who knows the difference between “Daddy” and just a guy with a beard and opinions.

I’m a very dominant man who doesn’t shy away from taking control—in the bedroom, the playlist, or the group text. I don’t do “maybe.” I do yes, no, and on your knees.

Kinks? Oh, I got ‘em. Rope? Yep. Choking? Love it (within safe, sane, consensual limits, of course—I’m not a monster). You into power play, obedience, brat-taming, and being told exactly what to do? Good. You’ll thrive under pressure—my pressure.

I’ve got a commanding voice, calloused hands, and no problem grabbing the reins (or a handful of hair). Aftercare? You better like snacks, praise, and strong arms that don’t let go easy.

Must love music, mischief, and making bad decisions I fully orchestrate.

Apply now. Safe words welcome. Submissions required

I don’t chase I collar.
If you’re cute, obedient, and slightly unhinged, we’ll get along fine.
I’ll kiss your forehead, then redden your cheeks.
Soft voice, strict rules.
Drop me a like and let’s talk

I’m keep in mind that i am a primal brat that has a little and pet side.
Just a few things to note before hand: I would like local eventually, but distance is okay for now. If you’re super bossy right out of the gate it’s a no from me. I am a sub but I’m not your sub. im also bisexual and would possibly accept a Mommy/ Domme if she can be strict enough but still loving with me.
I am playful, sassy and sarcastic so a daddy that loves a challenge is ideal would like local at least eventually. And want to find an actual partner not just a dynamic- I am poly with my husband( yes he does know) But my dom wouldn’t be having that kind of relationship with him. I have quite a few kinks just a bit to list here. Also I’m pretty sassy so keep that in mind, and I have some little tendencies… so don’t slide in trying to dom me from the start because you’ll see my bratty side very quickly and she’s ruthless.
I am looking for a Daddy who seeks a sassy brat and kitten with a possible slave side as well. I have a very delicate and sensitive side that neeeeeds lots of attention and love. I need discipline on a daily basis with rules and structure, so I would love to work up to a TPE or 24/7 dynamic. I tend to become bratty because I need to be put in my place and reminded who's in control, other times I just crave Daddy’s attention.
I thrive on pleasing my future Daddy and always want to keep him happy and pleased with me but I can brat out from time to time and until I learn from someone firm enough, I won't know I have disappointed you. humiliating me by reminding me I’m just a baby and a kitten is a good fix too 🤭
my ideal dynamic would include lots of cuddling and affection, doing things together such as movie nights, you gaming and( me reading a book or watching as playing gives me motion sickness but I still enjoy that time aka parallel play), and video/voice calls
also definitelyyyy not interested in someone whose #1 priority is their sexual interests; i’ll be able to weed you out quickly…😊
i do like to “top from the bottom” from time to time but that’s just so i can be put in my place. 😝
P.S. I’m also open to a bit of distance possibly and ages 25-48🥰🥰

I don’t chase—I lure.

I want the kind of tension that makes you second-guess your composure. The kind that builds in your stomach when you realize I don’t just talk dominant—I make you feel it.

If you crave a steady hand, firm voice, and someone who knows how to play with anticipation like it’s an instrument… say hi.

I like brats, good girls, and anyone who gets wetter when they’re told what to do.

Let’s see what kind of rules we’ll have to break.

You are a quirky elven woman, who runs the local inn and tavern with your cuckold husband. A slim elven man, with narrow facial features and a shapely butt, and an impulse to sweep the floors, wash the dishes, and make the beds the moment you order him to. His obedient nature keeps your life comfortable, and swatting that peach-shaped posterior to remind him of his place isn't unpleasant. Still, his typical forest elf aversion towards anything unorthodox or unfamiliar can be frustrating. After all, you grew up in a group of bandits, who searched strange lands for fortune and adventure making the quiet lifestyle of the forest elves comforting yet completely unexciting, and you don't hope to change their traditional ways. Getting the town to accept you, despite your skin color it was already like pulling teeth. (When I conceptualized this prompt as a short story, I envisioned her as a dark elf, but we can work with any other fantasy race.)

One day, a snowstorm rips through your village, throwing down snow that hardens into arcs valleys, and hills of frozen white desert. By night, the fierce winds calm to a gentle whisper. Fluffy white pebbles descend, padding the icy surface of the already existing snow.

You finish fixing the sign for your inn, and see movement beyond the tree line that borders the town from the forest. You squint for a better look. Your eyes widen, when the blurred features of their green skin and their towering broad brick wall bodies come into focus. Orcs! Your heart races. Terror sends you reaching and clutching for a sword that isn't there. Why are they here? Have they come to burn down your village, and take what you have? dissipates when their leader, Martock, does something unexpected. He winks, playfully. At you. You turn to the side, hiding the smile that curls your lips as you blush. You even giggle. You can't help yourself. It would be one thing if these beasts had the round grotesque drooling faces in the stories you've heard since you were little. Most of them have sharp jawlines, kissable lips, and striking eyes that boast confidence.

The Orcs sc their boots clean, before entering your tavern. Your husband cowers behind the bar. The patrons stare, expecting chaos, but instead of trashing the place, the Orcs buy drinks. They laugh and sing merrily. A rowdy yet laid-back attitude contrasts against the elven customs, you've sadly become used to. Their camaraderie reminds you of your days as a bandit.

An orc woman(who doesn't have to be in the RP, depending on your orientation.) approaches you. She doesn't look brutish or mean like elven stories and art depict orc women to be. In fact, she has skin soft enough and curves voluptuous enough, to make any human or elven woman jealous. She invites you to the table of the Orcs. Knowing this soft-spoken woman with a harmonious voice, pouty lips, and an adorably shy demeanor is comfortable around these men, makes you feel at ease.

Upon joining the Orcs, they regale you with tall tales of adventure, they make you laugh, and before you know it, Martock charms you into sitting in his lap. His trouser-clad cock throbs against your ass cheeks.

Intimidated by the Orcs, your husband tries to get your attention, but the conversation and merriment are impenetrable, so he just ends up raising his finger and repeating your name like a meek little moron.

After laughing and flirting for a while, you tell your husband he's going to have to sleep alone tonight and lead the orc studs into a room of beds in rows of four. There, the Orcs let their monster-sized dicks breathe. Terrified elves pretend to be asleep, watching you strangle their cock meat with your soft lips in the corner of their eyes. The room fills with manly groans as their dicks grow stiff and ready to fuck you.

All plot, setting, and character ideas are flexible and free for discussion in DMs.

Relevant Kinks: I love gangbang, cuckold , physical strength comparison, play, small penis , and femdom. Perhaps if we keep the story going we can delve into chastity, , temperature play, pegging, feminization, and maybe even cuckqueen *** as well. I'm into all kinds of Kinks and open to many more. My limits are on my profile.

Not just a kink… but a connection.
I’m a soft, bratty, curvy little with a deeply submissive heart and a mind that craves structure, affection, and control. I want someone who understands that DDLG isn’t about ageplay alone — it’s about safety, nurture, praise, and power.
🍼 I need:
• A Daddy with a firm hand and a soft voice.
• Someone who loves routines, good girl rewards, and punishment that teaches.
• A protector with a filthy imagination and a nurturing soul.
• Someone who gets that being little is *** and sacred, not just sexy.
🎀 I offer:
• Snuggles, sass, coloring outside the lines, and obedience earned through care.
• A praise slut with a breeding kink and a mouth made for rules.
• Loyalty, creativity, and daily devotion once you’ve earned my trust.
💌 Distance okay to begin. 24/7 dynamic is the dream. If you’re a Daddy with depth, dominance, and a dirty streak — message me. I’m ready to kneel with purpose and giggle with mischief.

DDLG #BrattyLittle #PraiseKink #LookingForDaddy

❤️

Good girls don’t need to ask.
They just feel it—
That pull between their thighs when Daddy’s voice gets low.

You kneel first.
You wait, patient and needy,
because you know I’ll give you what you crave…
commands, control, correction.

I don’t need to raise my voice.
You’ll feel every word like a hand wrapped around your throat
and every pause like a promise.

When you’re good, Daddy rewards.
When you’re not… well,
you’ll still beg to come back for more.

Full submission, baby.
No rush. I’ll take it from you piece by piece
until you forget how to do anything but obey.

Pleasure doms, I love a smooth silky voice that tells me what to do. I love when he/she orders me with expectations that I will obey immediately or be punished if not. Send me ur sexiest command (in a voice note) but be careful, I don't want to be asked...tell me.

keep in mind that i am a primal brat that has a little and pet side.
Just a few things to note before hand: I would like local eventually, but distance is okay for now. If you’re super bossy right out of the gate it’s a no from me. I am a sub but I’m not your sub. im also bisexual and would possibly accept a Mommy/ Domme if she can be strict enough but still loving with me.
I am playful, sassy and sarcastic so a daddy that loves a challenge is ideal would like local at least eventually. And want to find an actual partner not just a dynamic- I am poly with my husband( yes he does know) But my dom wouldn’t be having that kind of relationship with him. I have quite a few kinks just a bit to list here. Also I’m pretty sassy so keep that in mind, and I have some little tendencies… so don’t slide in trying to dom me from the start because you’ll see my bratty side very quickly and she’s ruthless.
I am looking for a Daddy who seeks a sassy brat and kitten with a possible slave side as well. I have a very delicate and sensitive side that neeeeeds lots of attention and love. I need discipline on a daily basis with rules and structure, so I would love to work up to a TPE or 24/7 dynamic. I tend to become bratty because I need to be put in my place and reminded who's in control, other times I just crave Daddy’s attention.
I thrive on pleasing my future Daddy and always want to keep him happy and pleased with me but I can brat out from time to time and until I learn from someone firm enough, I won't know I have disappointed you. humiliating me by reminding me I’m just a baby and a kitten is a good fix too 🤭
my ideal dynamic would include lots of cuddling and affection, doing things together such as movie nights, you gaming and( me reading a book or watching as playing gives me motion sickness but I still enjoy that time aka parallel play), and video/voice calls
also definitelyyyy not interested in someone whose #1 priority is their sexual interests; i’ll be able to weed you out quickly…😊
i do like to “top from the bottom” from time to time but that’s just so i can be put in my place. 😝
P.S. I’m also open to a bit of distance possibly and ages 25-48🥰

I love reading and despite having the job and voice for reading to others, I rarely get the opportunity to read aloud the smut I’ve grown to love, let alone the opportunity or space to read to someone intimately.
New to this but thought an element of restraints or rope might be enticing for the listener.

Limits and comforts discussed beforehand.

I'm the kind of little that colors outside the lines—
Then gets punished for it.
Sweet on the surface: stuffies, bedtime stories, shy giggles…
But underneath? A needy, aching mess begging to be claimed, owned, and broken just right.
I want a hand that pulls my hair while tucking me in.
A voice that says “good girl” with a growl.
A mind twisted enough to guide me into darkness—
but gentle enough to hold me once I’m there.
Corruption is my kink.
Discipline is my love language.
And when I pout, it’s not for attention…
It’s a cry to be put in my place.
I'm not looking for a Daddy who plays pretend.
I’m looking for one who sees the monster under the bed—
and lets it crawl into his lap anyway.
🔐 Age regression meets play.
🖤 Stuffed s. rs. Tears. Rewards.
🔞 CNC themes, , full power exchange.
If you can handle sweetness dipped in sin...
You might be the one I kneel for next.

I value consent, communication, and trust above all in a relationship. As a dom, I lean towards a more strict and controlling dynamic, preferring to express my dominance through firm yet consensual actions such as hair pulling, throat squeezing, spanking, and pinning against the wall, among other things. Equally important to me is the psychological aspect of dominance. Dominating someone’s mind is a powerful way to deepen submission. I consider aftercare an essential practice. It is a time for us to reconnect, reflect on the experience, and make sure we both feel safe and cared for. This balance of control and care, the physical and the psychological, defines my approach to being a dom. If you are to be my sub, I will do my best to care for you. I am flexible and willing to adapt to what you want. I want to make sure you enjoy this and feel comfortable throughout.

To support that safety and comfort, I use the colour system during scenes. Green means you are comfortable, enjoying yourself, and want things to continue or even intensify. Yellow tells me you are approaching a limit, and it is time to slow down, adjust, or check in with you. Red means stop completely. No hesitation, no questions. Everything ends immediately, and we shift focus to care and reassurance. This system is not just a formality for me. It is a clear and trusted way for you to have a voice, even when you are surrendering control. Being a submissive is so much more than just being teased. It is about trust, vulnerability, and finding strength in letting go at the right moments. Submission means choosing to yield, to follow, and to place your trust in someone to lead you. It is about allowing yourself to explore your desires and boundaries in a safe and guided way.

A submissive listens, follows guidance, and embraces the structure or rules set by their dom. Sometimes it means showing obedience or completing tasks that rein*** the dynamic. Other times, it is about being honest and open about your needs and feelings. The teasing might be enjoyable, but it is only one part of submission. The real power of being a submissive lies in your willingness to give yourself fully to the dynamic, knowing you are safe, cared for, and valued.

I like structure. I like rules. I might even like you telling me what to do—if you prove you're worth listening to.

I’m looking for a real Dom. Not a “good girl” dispenser with control issues. Someone grounded, emotionally available, and confident enough to earn my obedience—not expect it out the gate.

I talk back. I test limits. But I’m loyal once I’m yours. Make me feel safe, and I’ll fall right into place. Try to it, and I’ll eat you alive.

Impress me. Or don't. I’m not bored—I’m selective. 😘

I’m into:

Power exchange with a wink

Rules (that I pretend to hate but secretly love)

Teasing, praising, pushing limits (with consent)

Dominants who can outwit my mouth and outlast my attitude


I’m not into:

Fragile egos

Red flag Doms with zero aftercare

Race play, public , or anything degrading


Bonus points if you:

Have a voice that shuts me up mid-sentence

Can make rules I actually want to follow

Know the difference between control and cruelty

Poly-aware. Emotionally literate. Located in Pontiac and not into long-winded pen pals unless we’re vibing. Got two days off and a whole lot of attitude. Convince me you're worth surrendering it for.

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Picture (one picture)

ass - $9
legs - $4
feet - $5
arch - $7
thigh - $5
Dick - $6
body - $11
stomach - $4




Video (one minute and more)

legs - $9
ass - $14
feet - $10
arch - $12
thigh - $10
body - $16
Dick - $12

ass shake - $20
Bath - $25


Sexting

per minute + pics/vids - $3
per minute + no pics/vids - $1


Additional things
dick rating - $10
naughty voice message - $5


Fansign

ass 2 pics - $25
thighs 2 pics - $15
Dick 2 pics - $30
ass 30 secs video + 2 pics - $55
thighs 30 secs video + 2 pics - $30
Dick 30 secs video + 2 pics - $55

ur name on my body

VIP content

fingering my ass- $50 - without fully entering



Roleplaying

per minute - $1


Rent a gf

one day - $40 (3 free requests)
three days - $80 (6 free requests)
one week - $150 (15 free requests)

I promise you’ll love it

Submissive? Sure. But don’t expect instant obedience. I like to test limits — especially yours. Show me who's in charge. message me

looking for an online date with a female switch , hot an steamy conversation with pictures , voice and possibly cam , anyone keen ?

I’m turned on by control that starts in the mind—rules, rituals, and voice commands. If you can own my thoughts, the rest of me follows naturally. message me

✨ High standards. Soft voice. Expensive taste.
I’m a sweet but spoiled princess who knows her worth—and expects you to know it too. If generosity excites you and you love the idea of making a beautiful woman smile, you might just belong at my feet.

💖 I adore thoughtful tributes and consistent devotion.
💸 Spoil me because you want to, not because you have to.
📍 Drama-free, discreet, and all about genuine connection—with a twist of financial fun.

If you’re ready to treat me like your priority, I’ll make sure you never forget how good that feels. 💕

As Bella Bunny, I carry a secret confession deep in my heart, one that’s shaped me as a 60-year-old sissy from Mission Viejo, CA. It’s about my neighbor—let’s call him James—a man whose family has been intertwined with ours for years. Our families were close, sharing barbecues, holiday gatherings, and lazy afternoons by the coast, walking the trails I’ve always loved. James was a fixture in my life, a charismatic soul with a laugh that filled the room, and I never imagined he’d awaken something hidden within me.

It started five years ago, almost innocently, though looking back, I see the slow burn of his seduction. One evening, after a family cookout with classic rock humming from the stereo, he pulled me aside with a mischievous grin. He showed me photos on his phone—intimate, private shots of his wife pleasing him in ways I’d never considered. My pulse quickened, a mix of shock and curiosity stirring in me. He didn’t push at first, just let those images linger in my mind, planting a seed. Over months, those moments became a ritual—quiet chats where he’d share more, his voice low and teasing, drawing me into his world.

I resisted at first, my life with my wife and family a comfortable shield, but James was patient. He’d catch my eye during our family outings, a knowing look that made my stomach flip. One night, after a few drinks and the kids off playing, he invited me to his garage under the pretense of showing me a car project. There, with the door barely cracked, he guided my hand, and I found myself tasting him for the first time. The rush was overwhelming—guilt tangled with a thrill I couldn’t name. That was just the beginning. Over time, he encouraged me to try on his wife’s silky panties, the fabric hugging me in a way that felt both foreign and right. Each step—oral play, dressing up, surrendering to his lead—unfolded over years, a dance of trust and desire.

The pinnacle came one humid evening, the air thick with secrecy. In his bedroom, with classic rock still a faint echo from a distant speaker, he took me fully, my body yielding as his bottom. It was my first true dive into submission, a moment that birthed Bella Bunny, my sissy self. I learned the power of letting go, the joy of pleasing him, and the ache of keeping it hidden from my wife, who remained oblivious. Our families continued their closeness, oblivious to the intimate bond we’d forged in shadows.

Then, a few months ago, James moved away—new job, new city, a clean break. The void he left is palpable. I miss his laughter at our gatherings, the way he’d brush my arm during a coastal walk, the secret glances that promised more. Without him, I feel adrift, my sissy desires simmering beneath the surface, unfulfilled. I’ve started exploring this side of me here, discreetly, longing to reconnect with that thrill. SoCal’s kink scene calls to me, but my heart still aches for James, the man who opened this door. I hope to find someone new to guide Bella Bunny, but a part of me will always miss him.

The soft voice. The possessive grip. The “Mine.”
You’ll ache for it again and again. add me on lG @cinnacurlss

Low-pressure, real-time convo. No labels. No protocol.
If you’ve got sense, style, and the ability to sit across from power without folding — let’s eat.
We might talk kink. We might not.
But if your voice matches your presence, we’ll vibe regardless.

Someone with soft hand and a soothing voice so I can practice holding hands with people and mabey cuddle >\\<