Being chased through the forest by two malicious doms, them just working as a unit, hunting you, saving their energy, that way they’re both still full of strength while you get weaker and weaker, more and more exhausted. What happens when they finally catch you, when you have no strength left to fight back or run? Slammed down into the forest floor, pinned against the foliage while they discuss how to ruin their freshly caught prey.

mmm i love when i smoke a joint and i feel myself getting dumber and more incoherent with every puff i take. i don't want to have any thoughts or be expected to be smart, i just want to infuse my brain cells with thc and wash away everything in my brain <3

Let's hear it for ace kinksters! Kinky asexuals are beautiful and important parts of both the kink and asexual communities—who better to engage with the wide range of alternative sexual practices and fantasies than those who don't necessarily experience allonormative sexual attraction? It is perfectly natural to explore kink and sexuality, in fantasy or in reality, and it does not have to have any bearing on your orientation. If you're ace and in kink, you are no less asexual, nor any less welcome in the kink community. Your sexuality is normal and healthy, and you belong.

Ace kinksters deserve all the happiness in the world, and they deserve a joyous, unashamed, satisfying kink life.

Once again thinking about taking a giant hit from my pipe and kissing it into my kittygirl's mouth, then kissing her forehead and laughing that she's gonna have a hard time thinking for a while, isn't she? She doesn't have to have any human thoughts or worries for me, and as I hand her the pipe and let her smoke the rest, I tell her what a good girl she's being for me~

i think the reasons why asexuals are more creative/kinkier with sex it's because just the act of sex alone doesn't appeal to us nor call our attention. we HAVE to sprinkle some spice over here and there to make it actually interesting

i luv being asexual like what do you MEAN i'm not allowed to be choked and slapped and then just get on w my day without a wank that's the best part. also easy to do in a dorm without alerting the neighbors

Oh to be on a leash and sat at someone's feet or on their lap, muzzled cause i bite, their hand on my head petting me and calling me a good dog.

remembering the time in high school I was at a party playing murder in the dark with a bunch of drama kids in a field at night. almost pitch black, faint glow sticks marking the boundaries, trees and underbrush everywhere to hide in, and you *know* those theatre kids are pulling out the dramatics for their murders and deaths.

all in the same round, one girl who was the murderer:

snuck up behind me, grabbed me back against her, held a sharp stick near my throat and whispered “dead” against my ear

chatted with another person for a good three minutes near me (the dead had to stay where they died, and couldn’t reveal the murderer to anyone living), before casually telling them “by the way: dead” and winking at me before walking off again, leaving both of us to process together

when only one person remained, shucked off her jacket and tossed it to the side then SPRINTED at him at full speed, in a game that until now had mostly been about lying and stealth, and physically chased him down in about ten seconds tops.

anyway i have a pretty good theory of exactly where my predator/prey kink started.

Being asexual, for me, includes a large amount of confusion and dissonance when it comes to the concept of lust. I've heard lust described as carnal, physical, an all-encompassing desire for someone's body, and I... just don't feel that. If I had a partner who shared my affinity to fatness, I can only imagine myself gently rubbing and kissing their belly. No wasting, no ruining, just soft touches and "I-love-you"s.

It's not that my proverbial motorcycle doesn't work. The motor can definitely turn on. It's that my motorcycle's manual came in almost entirely blank, along with a box of markers. I can observe what my motorcycle responds positively and negatively to, write my own rules and guidelines on how it operates. I may not experience sexual attraction but sex is still, in a funny roundabout way, an important factor in my identity.

delightful rope workshop this weekend! I did my first suspension - didn't get pics of the suspension, but I did get pics of some of the other ties I did

this one was fun, I was able to scoot myself across the floor using my arms >:3 like an egg with arms

I got hogtied and had lots of fun wriggling around, but I didn't get a picture of that. I did photograph a fun chest harness I did to find a way to use the double coin knot:

in very much a mood to be handed a vape set at an insanely high setting and made to breathe in as much as i could and being told, as the vapor burns out of my mouth, what a good boy i'm being and how dumb it's going to make me. how good and mindless i'll be for you~

I’m so needy for mommy but she’s busy right now and can’t give me attention but I’m being such a good girl about it, such a good puppy waiting patiently for her mommy.

Getting high on shit that makes you see eldritch beings and feeling their tentacles all over your skin <3

[id: a black glittery moodboard featuring the following: a joint being rolled with weed and pink glitter; a hand holding a weed joint from which rises sparkles instead of smoke; a black crystal pipe atop smaller quartz points; a sparkly black resin square ash tray; inky black tentacles. end id.]

My kink really is being taken care of😭😭

You tell me you'll be making me pasta or hot chocolate after and would give me forehead kisses and cuddles and I'm immediately coming over and doing whatever asexuality be damned💯