‘All these girls wanting to call the Assassin men “Daddy,” and I’m (a guy) just sitting here wanting Evie, Elise, Opia, Cristina V., Rosa, Anne Bonny, and Lucia Marquez to call me “Master.”’
‘Post-session cooldown cuddles with submissive Jacob would be the absolute best. He’s curled up to me, sweet and soft and fucked-out, smiling up at me like I hung the moon and stars, and I’m holding him and stroking his hair and kissing his face and praising him to the sky for being so good for me, for being *always* so good for me, for being sweet and kind and brave and strong…. yes, please.’
‘I can see Evie in the mistress costume with her having me on a leash, making me suck a lot of assassin’s cocks. She orders me to gag on them, using her riding crop if necessary to discipline me. Evie is satisfied with my pink skin and the little scratches on my ass. When guys come one by one in my mouth, she tells me to hold it inside, but eventually some drops of sperm fall on the floor and Evie decides to fuck me with a strap-on as punishment. I know that I can’t hold the seed any longer so I swallow it while the rest of the men cum on my face, breasts, shoulders, etc. Evie slaps my butt as she keeps fucking me until my pussy hurts. I beg her to give me some sort of release and she agrees, massaging my clit during her thrusts. I reach my peak and collapse, laying in the puddle of cum and my own juices, never feeling myself better than now.’
Confession [x]
“I would love to make Arno beg on his hands and knees for me. Calling him a good kitten if he pleased me. He’s always pegged me as the submissive type.”
[X]
I had a dream the other night that I can’t forget about.
In it, Jacob and I go to a BDSM sex club. We don’t intend to participate, only watch. Although we’ve been doing a lot D/s play during sex, I haven’t gone to a club before. He has, but he doesn’t want to push me into doing things. There are so many “attractions” inside the club, but I’m drawn towards a dominatrix whipping a man. I’m so enthralled that I jump a little in surprise when a familiar voice purrs in my ear, “Enjoying the show?” I lean heavily against the body behind me, moaning a little when I feel arms wrapping around my waist. I tilt my head up to look at Jacob with a smile, only to get the shock of my life when it is a different man looking down at me with a wicked grin.
I jump back and nearly hit him on the face, but he merely laughs and doesn’t let me go. “I’m sorry, I thought you were my master,” I stammer, my mind racing at the realisation that this man sounds exactly like Jacob.
“Tsk, tsk. Your master would be so disappointed in you.” The strange man’s smile turns into a leer. “Looks like someone’s going to get spanked.”
“No, the only one getting spanked is you, Vex. Let her go.” Jacob pulls him away from me. He doesn’t look as angry as I had expected him to be. Instead, he looks more resigned, as if this is something he has dealt with many times.
‘Vex’ looks like he’s about to jump with glee. “Jacob, it’s been too long. And a spanking for me? Yes, please.” He eyes Jacob and me with interest. “Preferably from both of you.”
I can only stare at the two of them, the shock still not wearing off. “Why… why do you sound alike?”
Jacob and Vex look at each other with comical looks in their faces. “We don’t,” they reply in unison.
“You do!”
Jacob raises up his hands. “I think what my pet here needs is a little lecture on knowing what her master really sounds like.” He leans over to Vex and whispers something. From their body language – the way they’re leaning very close to each other plus how Vex wraps an arm around Jacob’s waist so intimately – it’s clear that they ‘played’ with each other before. They keep looking at me, smiling mischievously, as if they’re gossiping about something really juicy about me.
The next scene I can remember is I’m blindfolded. I’m pretty sure I’m naked, too. All I can hear is them talking, taunting at me to find my real master without reaching out to touch them.
“Getting warmer, love,” a voice calls to my left.
“No, I’m right over here, love,” a voice calls to my right.
It’s like playing a sexy game of “hot and cold” and I’m not sure if I can win it. Whoever I choose could do everything he wanted with me. If I choose correctly, I know the many pleasures to expect from Jacob. But if I choose wrong… Vex is a completely new territory and I’m both terrified and excited at the possibility of losing. Unfortunately, the dream stops right before someone takes my blindfold off. Damn, what I’d give to continue this dream… 😳
“As much as I’d love to be at the complete mercy of Dom Jacob, I really want him writhing beneath me and begging to cum because he’s been a naughty boy.”
[X]
“I have always wanted to make love with Arno but I now have a sudden urge to be Desmond’s cute little submissive. When I behave right, he would let me touch him and kiss him. He would push 2 fingers into my mouth and rub my clit with this wet fingers.”
Confessed by: kaveenselvi
[X]
‘I imagine Arno fucking Rapunzel from Tangled. A naive damsel under the mercy of a witty French hunk is a perfect dominant-submissive relationship.’
‘I feel like William would be a great Dom. He’d make his subs beg and worship him, make them hurt so good, act cold and cruel when the scene calls for it, but he’d never ever mistreat them.’
I take Evie from behind and penetrate her pussy with a strap on, getting mad the more I feel her ass ramming on and see her juices covering the strap. Next we decide, me sitting on a chair as I watch her humping the dildo on me and enjoy her jolts on my lap and her boobs jiggling. She pants like a naughty girl and offers to clean her mess with her tongue, I pat her head after a little and name her “dirty slut” and she looks not denying it, I pull her head and order ‘Please ME with your dirty lips’
[X]