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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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Tonight's mood:
In need of an all day tease and denial thing at the hands of a demon femme.
Where she's woken up before me because I had a hell of a day the day before and am tired. Her kisses are gentle, yet firm and one of the few things that can coax me out of a deep sleep. I'm still bleary eyed when she pulls the leather cuffs from the nightstand and holds my gaze as she fastens them around my wrists then attaches them with rope to the anchor points bolted to the bed.
And then her kisses are gone and she's just out of reach, but then I can see what she's wearing: her favorite lingerie set that she knows I adore on her, lacey and sheer in all the right places in a way that leaves me aching for her.
Running her hands over herself, the show is as much for her as it is for me, as a sleepy whine escapes my throat as I tug against the restraints, needing to reach out and touch her on instinct.
"Uh-uh, no touching handsome, just watch" Her voice is the softest torture to my ears because she's soooo beautiful, so perfect, she knows me so well, knows I need what she has planned, knows I'll do anything to be good for her, but my need to touch her is so strong, and I know when she's like this I'll be thoroughly wrung out by the end of the night before she curls into my side again.
She waits until I nod my understanding with a quiet "yes Ma'am" before she resumes her show as I take her in greedily, losing myself in her motions until her fingers dip under the lacey fabric of her panties and she lets out the sweetest moan, shuddering as she pleasures herself, all sense of teasing tossed aside and I can't help but let out another whine, my hips bucking, clit aching at the absence of any stimulation, of watching her fill herself with her fingers wishing it was me filling her, knowing it should be me filling her.
It's an exercise in quiet futility, the closer she gets to her release, the more I tug on my restraints, whining and whimpering softly, not enough to distract her and make her stop, but enough that she knows I'm already so needy for her. More moans spill from her lips and her breath hitches, my body tensing with hers, and then she finally finds her release and even though my body relaxes with her, there's none of the bliss that's gracing her features, only lingering, throbbing need.
She leans forward and kisses me, still breathless, before she undoes my restraints and moves out of my grasp with a smile on her lips.
Throughout the day she teases me, orders me around, and I'm all too happy to lean into it, to sink into it because I've been carrying on, trudging along for a while and I'm eager to put that weight aside for a time.
She's got my chin gingerly between her thumb and forefinger, while I edge myself me over and over for her, I've lost count how many, wave after wave of building pressure never quite peaking, pushing all thoughts out until I'm a panting, whining, whimpering mess for her, but it feels so good to be good for her, too good to stop edging, too good to dare to cum, and she knows it.
Humping her leg after being given permission only for her to look down with a dismissive "that's enough now, pup."
Clinging to her and shuddering as I stop, burying my face in her thigh and nodding, muttering a thank you.
Then later in the evening, a while after I've made us dinner, we're in bed where this day started and there's a glimmer of hope in my eyes, she'd asked me to hard pack after dinner...surely this time she'd let me cum?
It doesn't take much to make me empty headed again, she's in my lap, grinding against my bulge and kissing my neck 'til I'm dizzy with her. Just her, Her, HER in a loop in my mind. So much so that I don't even realize the static noise floating around my ears is made up of my whines and whimpers and frantic pleas of "please, Ma'am" and "baby, please" and I couldn't even tell you what I was begging for.
She murmurs something I vaguely catch as her saying I've been such a good boy, so helpful, so useful, so perfect for her and she knows those words tug at my head, my heart, my entire being, she's going to use me to make her feel good, and don't I want that? To be even more useful, just for her?
I move to touch her, to help guide her hips as she rides me and feel her hand around my throat, her quiet tsk of disappointment piercing and stopping my movements.
"Toys don't touch, baby." She accentuates the word "Toys" with an intoxicating squeeze of my throat before she starts riding as my palms plant themselves on the bed, fingers digging into and gripping the blankets.
She's driving me out of my mind, the pressure of my strap hitting just right and her moans sending tingles down my spine the closer she gets to another orgasm and my pleas start again and I bury my face in her chest, trying to resist the urge, and she lets me, because I've come too far, I can't disappoint her and it's getting so hard holding out when she feels like solace and sounds like heaven, perfection incarnate.
She never says it though, never gives permission, even after she cums, even after she yawns and peels herself out of her outfit. Not even as she kisses me, and can surely see the sticky, wet, glistening mess clinging to my thighs.
"This was fun, pup, you were such a good boy for me. We should do this again." She smiles, seemingly unaware or ignoring my desperate state, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it, didn't want it again.
It wouldn't be forever either, I trust her to know me well enough to give me that release when I'm good and ready, when she's good and ready.
She knows I needed a break, and she is more than happy to give me one.
cis het men & minors dni
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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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Just your friendly werewolf butch peeking out to say hi and butch spreading.
Come sit on my lap? 馃槒馃惡
cis het men & minors DNI
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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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I don't know if it's the masochist in me, some sort of primal side or both but I want a pretty girl to press into a bruise of mine, intentionally, watch me squirm, gasp, and whine while she forces me to keep eye contact with her. The warmth and pain blossoming from her touch each time, over and over--anchored by her fingers wrapped around my throat or her thumb and forefinger on my chin. My eyes glazing over with each dull throb and ache while she murmurs "good boy" in my ear. 馃い馃ゴ馃樀馃惡
On the flip side:
Trying to be soft and gentle for my sweet femme, fucking her tenderly only for her to press into a bruise or sore spot, wanting to break my restraint. The flare of pain drawing a grunt and soft moan, hips pressing forward suddenly and filling her, pulling a triumphant gasp from her because she knows I'm going to fuck her into the mattress the way she needs to be. 馃い馃ゴ馃樀馃惡
cis het men & minors dni
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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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A little tipsy and the vampire/werewolf dynamic fantasy yearning is hitting hard. 馃ズ
But also pls I get so warm and horny when I drink where is my 'always cold counterpart' who will either let me have my way with them or tease me for how needy I am when I start pawing at them? Or both! 馃槄馃槀
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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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Do you want to give me a tug? (Love when all of the leather matches 馃挄) leather collar + leather short leash + leather suspenders
cis het men and minors dni
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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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So.... hypothetically....what if I had a short leash attached to my leather collar so that a cute girl could tug me around with it?
Want a kiss? Tug
Want my attention? Tug
Want me to follow you somewhere? Tug
Want me to get on my knees and worship your pretty pussy? Tug
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wolfiewhiskeybutch 2 years
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Hi Whiskey馃グ
6. Do you prefer bratty subs or pliant ones?(馃憖)
16. How do you get inspiration for writing posts?
17. What's a kink/behavior that immediately makes you 馃グ馃グ馃グ?
26. Favorite lingerie to see other people wear?
Hi Nessa!! 馃槉馃挄 Thank you for sending!
6: A mixture of the two haha. I do like someone a little bratty but it is so nice when a sub just looks up at me and is all pliant and needy for me. 馃槏
16: My inspiration comes from me being horny af and yearning and typing out those thots and throwing them into the void that is tumblr 馃槄馃槀 Mostly it's that I'll be feeling some sort of way and a scenario will come to mind and and I start thinking it through and just start writing it out.
17: Kink would be someone into pup play to varying degrees and behavior would be someone climbing into my lap, or fixing my shirt collar!
26: Something lacy, drives me absolutely crazy, but mostly something that makes them feel confident because that's what makes it even sexier 馃槈
Send me nsfw asks!
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