My little prince - no one will touch you while I'm here - you're safe, you're mine, I have you.

Artist credit: The Art of Pearl See | Pinterest

I can still recall how shy I get calling someone by a title face to face. It’s such a simple thing, yet… so potent.

actually I’m a switch but I lean towards dom

I just want a cute needy golden retriever boy who begs for my attention🥹

@chyrpe on tiktok

I don't explicitly ship Link and Urbosa together as a couple ... I just love the D/s-coded dynamics this artwork portrays 🥰

Artist credit: Soaked-Doors | Maren Nerei

(Not mine)

Inspired by my 🦇:)

it’s been one month he deleted his disc account i knew the guy for only two weeks and he consumes my mind my stupid little submissive twink from poland come back 💔💔someone help me get over him🫩

True story.

This is OC by me, using a classic Shia LaBeouf format.

WHERE ALL MY MOTHERFUCKIN' YEARNERS AT ???? 🗣️🗣️🗣️🚨🚨🚨🗣️🔥💯💯🗣️‼️🚨‼️‼️💯🗣️😔😔😔😔

Source : Love & Leashes Movie

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The restraints were comfortable.

That was Lauren's first cruelty.

She had made certain Asher could remain exactly where she wanted him, perfectly secure, perfectly helpless, with nothing to distract him from her presence.

She knelt beside his chest, close enough that he could feel the mattress shift beneath her weight.

"Look at you," she whispered. "So wonderfully patient."

Asher turned toward her voice.

Lauren laughed softly.

"Oh, sweetheart. You know better than that."

She leaned closer, letting him believe, just for a moment, that she might grant him the affection he'd been waiting for.

Then she withdrew.

"You've spent all evening hoping I'll give you what you want."

"Yes, Lauren."

"And I've spent all evening deciding that I won't."

Her smile was audible.

A quiet mechanical hum interrupted the silence.

Asher recognized it immediately.

Lauren watched the realization cross his face.

"Something wrong, darling?"

"No, Lauren."

"Good. Because tonight, you're going to learn something about patience."

The mattress shifted again.

He could hear her breathing, growing slower, more deliberate.

Every instinct told him to move closer, but the restraints held him exactly where she'd placed him.

"Eyes on me," she commanded.

He obeyed.

For a while, she allowed that much.

Then, just when her breathing began to change, Lauren reached for the folded silk lying beside her.

"Oh, no," Asher murmured.

"Oh, yes."

She slipped the blindfold over his eyes, carefully adjusting it until the last trace of light disappeared.

"There," she whispered. "Much better."

The darkness seemed to magnify everything.

The rustle of sheets.

The hum.

Her breathing.

Most of all, her voice.

"You don't need to see everything, Asher. Sometimes I think you forget that."

He swallowed.

"Lauren?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Please."

She gave a delighted little laugh.

"Such a beautiful word. And tonight, so completely useless."

He heard her settle beside him.

For several long moments, she said nothing.

Then she leaned toward his ear.

"Do you know what my favorite part of this is?"

"No, Lauren."

"Knowing that you're listening to every little sound, wondering whether I'll finally take pity on you."

"Will you?"

"No."

One small word.

Perfectly delivered.

She brushed a hand through his hair.

"You're going to stay right there. You're going to be patient. And when I decide we're finished, you're going to thank me."

The room fell quiet again.

Asher waited.

And waited.

Finally, the mechanical hum stopped.

Lauren exhaled, then shifted closer.

A moment later, he felt her lips against his forehead.

"There. All done."

His breath caught.

"May I take the blindfold off?"

"Not yet."

She let the silence stretch.

"Wasn't that lovely, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Lauren."

"And did you get everything you wanted?"

"No, Lauren."

"Of course you didn't."

Her laughter was quiet and affectionate.

"That was never the arrangement."

She finally removed the blindfold.

Her expression was warm, satisfied, and entirely unapologetic.

Asher looked up at her.

Lauren smiled.

"Now, what do you say?"

He sighed.

"Thank you, Lauren."

She kissed his forehead once more.

"Good boy."

And only then did she reach for the restraints.

Sorry boys, i couldn’t resist

After meeting my amazing, wonderful, mistress right here on LBBM a little less than a year ago, after a few months of chatting and flirting and eventually settling into a full dynamic, and despite here living halfway across the country from me... over the last weekend, we finally got to meet up in person! We had an incredible time, had a lot of dinner and lunch dates, went to some local museums, watched a movie and some tv... and also lots of cuddles and kisses and sex 😅

It really was amazing, she's the first domme I've ever had and I couldn't have asked for better, she's a dream come true... I love her.

To all the lonely subbies out there who may be listening: I understand it can be tough, and the desire to find someone can be rough... but you can't hate yourself, or hate anyone else for it. But you also can't just wait around for it to happen. You all have the power to improve yourself, everyone does. Work on yourself, live happy, and you'll attract people. I don't want to sound preachy, but really, you can't wallow in a pit of blame or self-blame, you'll never find someone there. But you can find someone, you can improve your life, you can be happy, I promise you that

(credit for most of these memes goes to my domme a lot of these are ones she's sent me)

All found on Pinterest.

Artist credit: @hanpetos | Bluesky | Instagram

I was doom scrolling on twitter and I came upon the wiki how twitter account and they deadass released a wikihow on how to get a femboy

(Not mine)

Apologies to people who aren't into feet 😔