Fantasy Idea: A Woman Gets Me Really Into Licking Honey Or Treacle Off Her Fingers. Once She Can See

“I can see you need some relief, baby. Why don’t you strip naked and get down on all fours for me. You can look at the pretty spiral you like so much while I remind you how fun it is to be empty-headed for me. If you ask very nicely I’ll tell you about the hard fucking I got last weekend.”

I want to be turned into a stupid, obedient premature ejaculator so much. Make me so far gone that I’m proud of how quickly I spurt for you. Have me come in and perform for your friends then thank you for the privilege. I want to be ruined and happy about it.

Laugh at my dick. Call it cute and tell me it’s the smallest you’ve ever seen.

This morning I was looking at upskirt panties pics in bed (it was a really fun time). I’d forgotten this when I sat down on the tube to work. When I pulled out my phone and unlocked it it was still on a close up shot of a woman bending over. I’m not sure the woman next to me saw but I kind of hope she did. I spent several minutes daydreaming about her publicly shaming me for my filthy perversions.

I’ve got a date tomorrow with an older woman who has big boobs. I hope she decides to keep me and make me her humpy pet.

Gently remind me to put on my dildo gag when I get home, then sit me at your feet watching cartoons with a spiral overlay as you read peacefully.

My favourite thing that I’ve ever posted on here was my story about N. I’ve tried writing a fourth part so many times but every time I do I end up getting carried away, humping and spurting ten losing interest until the next time.

I want to write it though. Because it’s a fun story to think about, but absolutely definitely really truly not something I’d want to happen IRL at all under any circumstances.

I love Bailey Jay and want to suck her cock as mummy whispers instructions into my ear.

I want to beg my boss to make me obsessed with her feet, desperate to be a slave to them, worshipping them. Maybe I could be told to look at pictures of her feet, delicately posed and so pretty with nail polish, every night and make sure not to touch myself. That would be respectful behaviour and give her lovely feet the attention and respect they deserve.

So several months ago I went on a date. She was nice and she was demanding and she had big boobs and I could tell she’d have been softly nurturing and gently demanding in a relationship. She was even a nanny!

For reasons I won’t go into she wound up making comments I felt were a little too personal for someone I’d only met once and we haven’t spoken since. There was no big argument or anything, and she actually messaged me a week or so after but I (I think maybe foolishly) ignored her.

For the last couple of weeks I’ve been thinking about her more and more and I kind of want to send her a really simpy, subby message telling her about how I want to be her good, obedient boy (she already had a sense of my nature before we even met). There’s just something so hot about the idea of apologising even though I don’t think I was in the wrong and asking her to allow me to make it up to her with chastity time and foot worship and… and just letting her run my life, basically.

Just typing this out has made me really keen to message her. If anyones wants to give me their thoughts in an inbox it would be appreciated.