Cuddles and fucking? Fuck why not both at once? Slip under the covers, reverse spoon and completely naked, slow thrusts in and out, holding each other close and whispering into each other’s ears as we both fall asleep and wake up with me still inside you? Sounds amazing

midnightsexcapades:

Oh my goodness 😍 yes please! That sounds lovely~

hentai-kitties:

Request: Anal creampie

mypettentaclemonster:

Commission for Alissa

Claire learns a hard lesson for crossing her mentor

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instructor144:

foxyshadow:

pleasurewhore:

Yesterday I dissolved into tears. Ugly tears. The kind that shake your body and make it hard to catch your breath.

There wasn’t any one thing that had gone wrong, instead there were a million small things, and months of stress brewing beneath the surface. Emotions began spilling over, and I was helpless to stop them.

At first my Dom and I were at odds. Our shared frustrations brought us to a bad headspace, where we were having trouble connecting. We were focusing on the problem at hand, and the possible solutions, and we lost sight of each other.

And then the magic of our dynamic took hold. He stepped back a moment, and was able to compose himself in a way I was completely incapable of. (By this point, I’m embarrassed to say, I had fallen into complete overwhelm.) In retrospect I know that he was able to act as he did because taking care of me was more important to him than how he was feeling at the time. When he came back he was no longer trying to reason with me, or even to calm me. What he offered me instead was presence.

The effect wasn’t instant, but there was a palpable shift as he took the reigns and the dynamic began to work it’s magic. Being at the office, and unable to simply step away, he turned his camera on so that I could see him. He reminded me that I am loved, and that caring for me is not a burden, even on days like this. He drew my attention to my collar and reminded me that I am never alone.

He worked, not to remedy the situation, but to bring me back to him. He removed the expectation that I had to hold things together, or even be rational. He reminded me that I am His, and that it’s not conditional. He took his place as my Dominant, and by doing so he allowed me to take my place as his submissive, and when we can find those places we can both find some peace.

This is better than all the kinky fuckery. Wouldn’t you agree, @instructor144 ?

Oh hell yes. This ☝️☝️☝️ is what it’s about, people. All of this.

fawnstarflare:

A high-stepping, well trained and coordinated pair of show-ponies. Notice how high their feet are raised. Both knees are above horizontal and in perfect alignment unfortunately at the moment this image was snapped their raised hooves were not in alignment though they were both at the same height. If this is a regular occurrence, and even if it is not, this is an indication that additional training and incentives for proper coordination are required. I am sure their trainers will take appropriate corrective action.

This is an aspect of pony play that we rarely see today, at least not here in Tumblr. This was an essential aspect of pony play and still should be. I still remember drawings by Klaw, Stanton, Bilbrew, Jim, Bishop, and others illustrating racing chariots pulled by high-stepping, perfectly coordinated ponies. The most common setting was in an Amazon world with a captive Amazon princess being trained as a slave. I also remember the way the ponies were acquired, trained, and corrected. Beautiful fantasies all.