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Do you like my new bodysuit as much as I do?

Do you like my new bodysuit as much as I do?

This week is a 2-part series where I masturbate while showin..

This week is a 2-part series where I masturbate while showing off my new bodysuit! Shout out to Jay for buying me this cute new bodysuit! I couldn't ask for a better bang maid! Watch me fuck myself with a dildo in my cute new bodysuit! Hope you all enjoy! ❤

Hope you had a happy hump day!

Hope you had a happy hump day!

Tell me a secret ❤

Tell me a secret ❤

You have no idea how hard it is to squeeze my 6'3" body into..

You have no idea how hard it is to squeeze my 6'3" body into the frame!

I wish I could give you head pats! ❤

I wish I could give you head pats! ❤

What do you think?

What do you think?

Let me love you! ❤

Let me love you! ❤

How often do you think a good boy needs to be milked?

How often do you think a good boy needs to be milked?

Domme-ologue: The Importance of MilkingIf there's one thing ..

Domme-ologue: The Importance of Milking

If there's one thing we know for sure, it's that every man has needs. He needs to be loved, to be cared for, to be respected, and most importantly, to be milked. The act of milking is one that a mistress must undertake with love and understanding. A mistress must know that an unmilked man is an unman on the verge of agony, a pent up ball of stress just aching for release. It is only with routine milking that he can be freed from his prison and resume his life with love and happiness in his heart.

You've no doubt heard about blue balls, the ache and need between his thighs when he goes too long between peaks of bliss. This is but the physical manifestation of the psychological need that I'm talking about. When a man goes without regular release, he becomes pent up, he aches with need, and he experiences a deep rooted pain that only his mistress can truly help him find relief from.

Of course, the release from the physical sensation is only part of it. When he is milked, a man is able to let go for the stresses of life, of the burdens that have been placed on his shoulders, and free himself from his binds. In the moments following his release, he is freed from the limitations of manhood, toxic masculinity is healed like a potent anti-venom, and he returns to the silly boy he is at his core. All of this, just from a burst of release given to him from his mistress.

Yes, this release could technically be given to him by allowing him to plow away, to sow his seed in his mistress, but in truth, there is no better way to achieve this release than with milking. When he is allowed to peak as a man, he certainly finds some relief, but it is only through the application of milking that he is put back into his place, freed him his bindings, and returned to the subby good boy he is meant to be. It is through this process and this process alone that he is able to find the truest, purest form of release, to peak his way into the heavens, shedding his bindings and returning to the mortal coil as the silly, good boy that he was meant to be.

If you don't believe me, try it yourself. And remember, every good boy deserve milking.

Thank you so much Jay for the bodysuit! I love it so much! <..

Thank you so much Jay for the bodysuit! I love it so much! <3

@bunnymina and I escalate things much further this week! Enj..

@bunnymina and I escalate things much further this week! Enjoy our video of us playing with each other and ourselves! Let me know what you'd like to do to the two of us here.

Here's a teaser for this week's video. @bunnymina and I just..

Here's a teaser for this week's video. @bunnymina and I just can't keep our hands off ourselves or each other!

Awww, does someone need it?

Awww, does someone need it?

@bunnymina is just so beautiful, isn't she?

@bunnymina is just so beautiful, isn't she?

You are such a good boy! You can do this! ❤

You are such a good boy! You can do this! ❤

Waiting for a 3rd to spice things up!

Waiting for a 3rd to spice things up!

Let me love you! ❤

Let me love you! ❤

I just can't get enough of @bunnymina! <3

I just can't get enough of @bunnymina! <3

I bet I could pin you to the bed pretty easily. Would you st..

I bet I could pin you to the bed pretty easily. Would you struggle?

Domme-ologue: To Share Love with my Thighs There are few thi..

Domme-ologue: To Share Love with my Thighs

There are few things in life more pure than a mistress sharing love with her sub. In my most humble opinion, the best way for a mistress to do this is through her thighs. No, you dirty boy, I don't mean BETWEEN her thighs, I mean with her thighs themselves. There are few things that are more relaxing and more stress-relieving than when one rests their subby head on my thighs. The pure, consecrated love shared during those most intimate moments when a sub can relax, can give in, and embrace their feelings are what true love is made of, when the bond between mistress and sub are the strongest.

When a good boy lays his head in my lap, I know that my responsibilities as a mistress are at their most vital. It's my time to open my heart to my sub and grant him permission to embrace his most delicate self. I must create a space where he can feel safe, relaxed, cared for, and loved. It is only then, that a mistress' true work begins.

Stroking his hair all the while, I know that it's my duty to care for him, to listen to his needs, his struggles, and his worries, and to convey the love I have for him by responding to those needs. Cooing love and validation into his ears, wiping away his tears, and letting him know how much I cherish him, are the most important acts of love I can show. When he feels brave enough to open his heart to me, hardened by toxic masculine ideologies, then I know he loves me with his whole heart, and I know I must respond in kind.

Life is so hard for everyone, and kindness is the key to surviving the trials we all face. It can be so hard, especially for a man, to allow others in, to share his struggles, his fears, and his hardships, instead of just pushing them down. I believe, that in the safety of a woman's thighs, a man can finally allow his guard to fall, can finally open his hard and be honest with his feelings. In those moments, it's my job to validate him, to comfort him, to tell him that I'm proud of him and that I see how hard he works, and cherish every moment we spend together.

A mistress' job is not just sexual in nature, not just pain and pleasure; it's to shoulder the responsibility to caring for and nurturing their sub. A sub grants so much power and authority to their mistress, surrendering their agency to one they love and trust. It's a mistress' job to respect that most precious gift, and provide the love, guidance, and care that their sub so desperately needs.

When I say that there are few things more pure than giving love with ones thighs, I mean that there are few things more pure than an open, honest, and caring environment, nurtured by the mistress, which allows the sub to truly be free, to embrace themselves, and to love themselves by knowing that how they feel and what they've gone through is seen, valid, and most of all, accepted. You are loved, my beautiful subs, now please, lay your head on my lap and let me share my love with you.

The final work of art from my Lipstick Kisses series, featur..

The final work of art from my Lipstick Kisses series, featuring @bunnymina, the most beautiful girl in the world, now covered in my love and kisses!

Thigh Therapy: It's Okay To Be SubmissiveYou don't need to f..

Thigh Therapy: It's Okay To Be Submissive
You don't need to feel ashamed, it's okay to be submissive. Enjoy my Thigh Therapy ASMR session where I make sure you know just how wonderful and valid it is to be a submissive man. <3

Time for the final part of my Lipstick Kisses series! In thi..

Time for the final part of my Lipstick Kisses series! In this video, I cover @bunnymina with kisses, so she can see the love and care I feel towards her. Isn't she just a work of art?

Today's video is part 2 of my first Lipstick Kisses series! ..

Today's video is part 2 of my first Lipstick Kisses series! Special thanks again to my cutie Brian for motivating me to make these videos! Now that you're all covered in my kisses, I think there's one more spot that needs attention. I can't wait!

This week I'm posting a 3-part series on Lipstick Kisses! Sp..

This week I'm posting a 3-part series on Lipstick Kisses! Special thanks to my cutie Brian for turning me on to such a fun idea! Today is part 1, where I shower you in my kisses, leaving plenty of kiss marks so you know that you're loved! I hope you enjoy!

Who's a good boy? It's you! ❤

Who's a good boy? It's you! ❤

Here's a little treat, from me to you! ❤

Here's a little treat, from me to you! ❤

Did today's Domme-ologue make you hard?

Did today's Domme-ologue make you hard?

Domme-ologue: Brainwashing Through PleasureMy primary sub Bu..

Domme-ologue: Brainwashing Through Pleasure

My primary sub Bunny and I have been together for years and years now. We've tried a great many things in our time together, and continue to explore new things all the time (you can check my profile for examples), but today I want to tell the story about one of the first things I ever did to her, back when we first got together. This isn't the story of the first time she called me Mistress, or the first time I tied her to the bed and had my way with her. Those delightful stories are for another time. Instead, this is the story of how I brainwashed her into being able to enter subspace with a single word.

She was quite new to being a sub to a mistress, so we took things slow at first. It started with me being the dominant one in the bedroom, topping her and bringing her to peak time and time again, until she was a drooling puddle of dopamine. Then it grew to her taking orders from me, both in and out of play time. She was very obedient, the embodiment of a good girl (though her bratty side continues to come out regularly). As she got used to her new role as my sub, I slowly escalated things more and more. Before she knew it, she found herself restrained to the bed, screaming in ecstasy as I brought her to peak after peak, yelling my name as she fell over each edge. Needless to say, she enjoyed every minute of it.

But it was then that I had an idea. I'm a big fan of psychology, having studied it casually throughout my life, and I became fixated on the idea of Pavlov's Dog. For those of you who don't know, Ivan Pavlov conducted an experiment where he conditioned dogs to salivate at the sound of a bell. He trained the dogs to associate the sound of the bell with food, ringing the bell each time the dogs were given food. Over time, the dogs learned to associate the sound of the bell with food. I wondered, could I do something similar with my Bunny? It could be fun, so let's give it a try.

The experiment started slow, casual, something she hardly noticed. Each time I was deep inside her, pressing my fingers into her happy spot, or between her thighs, sucking the life from her button, as she approached her peak, I would bring myself back up to her face, kissing her deeply until she reached the edge. As she crested, exploding outwards into bliss as she screamed my name, I would whisper into her ear "consent". That's it, just one simple word. But I did it again and again, with each orgasm, each blast of pleasure she experienced, I whispered "consent" into her ear, building the association between the ultimate pleasure and "consent."

At first, she didn't notice what I was doing, being too lost in the throes of orgasmic ecstasy, but on occasion she would notice and ask me, "why are you saying consent?"

"Never you mind little Bunny, just relax and enjoy the pleasure."

"Yes Mistress."

As I said, this continued for months and months. I built the connection deeper and deeper, and over time I noticed a change. Every time we would watch something and the word was spoken, she would visibly stir, shifting her legs, squeezing her thighs, and looking towards me. It was working.

Eventually, I decided it was time to show her what I'd done. It was a regular day, like any other, and I came up to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and whispered "Well Bunny, do you consent?" The result was immediate, her legs almost gave out as she went weak in the knees, a moan escaping her lips. She turned to face me, her eyes glazed over, already deep in subspace, "Yes Mistress."

The conditioning has lasted to this day, years and years later. My poor Bunny always gets horny and subby whenever anyone asks for her consent. It's the cutest thing, my own little Pavlov's Slut. Sometimes she gets a little frustrated, stamping her foot and grumbling, but she knows she loves it. And in the end, what could be better than being turned on by the idea of consent.