u/Spare_Visual_7156

I have a confession to make.
I genuinely thought I could use my femininity to distract my BDSM prison guard.
I tried to moan, excite him, and make myself desirable enough that he would lose focus and give me some kind of leverage. I thought I could turn the dynamic around by tempting the prison guard who was supposed to be controlling me.
Instead, it backfired spectacularly.
I really enjoyed the spanking. Then I was made to pee while he listened to me on the voice call. I was spanked until I was red and crying for him to stop, naked with my legs spread. He had absolutely no intention of doing anything except torturing me, and somehow, that was exactly what I loved about it.
He made me hold stress positions, and I was incredibly humiliated when he made me walk around naked while doing them for him.
I was made to eat my own cum and hump my pussy into the pillow until I cried. I was made to rub my pussy with rough material. I was spanked with a paddle and repeatedly inspected to make sure I had swallowed everything clean from my pussy.
Then came the humiliating little rules that made the whole thing feel even more like a prison.
I was forced to keep a marker squeezed between my ass cheeks, and whenever I had to pee, my prison guard had to be there in the bathroom.
The more I tried to leverage my femininity, the worse it became.
Every attempt to tease him, distract him, or regain some control only resulted in him punishing and disciplining me even harder.
And the worst, or perhaps best, part was that there wasn’t really an off switch.
During the day, at any moment, I could be given an order.
There was no mercy.
No sex.
Just pain, humiliation, discipline, obedience, constant spankings, inspections, and the knowledge that I was completely under my prison guard’s authority.
I went into it thinking I could manipulate my BDSM prison guard with my femininity.
Instead, I discovered that the more I tried, the deeper I ended up under his rules.
I loved every bit of that dynamic.

I tried to moan and excite him in hopes of leveraging my femininity to distract a bdsm disciplinarian.

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I have a confession to make. I really enjoyed the spanking, and then being made to pee while he heard me on the voice call. I was spanked until I was red and crying for him to stop, naked with my legs spread. He had no intention of doing anything besides torturing me, and I loved it.
He made me do stress positions, and I was so humiliated when he made me walk around naked doing them for him. I was made to eat my own cum and hump my pussy into the pillow until I cried, and made to rub my pussy with a rough material. I was spanked with a paddle and inspected multiple times to make sure I had swallowed my cum clean from my pussy.
I was forced to put a marker squeezed between my ass cheeks, and he had to be there in the bathroom whenever I had to pee. The more I tried to leverage my femininity, the more it backfired, and he punished and disciplined
me even harder.

During the day, at any time, I could be asked to do anything. No mercy, no sex only pain, humiliation, discipline, obedience, constant spankings, and inspections.

The only impact play that I’m into is spanking.

I will not respond if you message me regarding sex,dick, pussy (or) boobs.

You’re allowed to talk about arse. I’m bored as hell and I thoroughly enjoy spanking immensely.

Spanking could be of multiple types but I don’t enjoy sexual spankings.

If we hit it off, let’s have a voice call. I’m not looking for being spanked in the first voice call. We can have a normal conversation if I find you interesting enough. :)

I will never send nudes. If you have read till here, you’re certainly curious don’t let the bossy tone push the right ones away now.

I’ve this fantasy of being put in a front facing, deep squat position naked. We will then proceed with you caning me on the ass. You’ll take me to the garden and hose me down with water.

Message me in regards to this fantasy on text. Start with [hello, where are you from, your age] and maybe if you’re lucky enough I will let you get on a voice call with me.

To ensure you’ve read this, text in format I asked.

Don’t try to force your fantasies. You can talk about my big arse and nothing else.