r/WedgieDudes

I’m supposed to be on vacation, enjoying my time off, hanging out with people. But all I can think about is getting my ass fucking destroyed. All I want is to get wedgied till my balls hurt and I cream in my fucking briefs. To dunk my head in the toilet and flush till I’m dizzy. I want the world to see me demolish my own asshole while my bullies laugh. Please someone dm me, let’s make an arrangement, I’m willing to do a hell of a lot right now.

Heyy... getting my undies pulled um... any suggestions?

I mean my hands did grip them and pull them down, but I couldn't help it. You just got home from the gym and I want to remind you of how small and weak you are:) I wanted to laugh at the tighty whites you've been hiding while lifting heavy weights with your friends showcasing how strong you could be while your masculine body stands strong and confident. But then you come home, you walk in and see a paddle in my hand, but even worse, you see the hook hanging behind me in the living room waiting for your waistband. I'll grap your face, your cheeks between my fingers and squeeze, your squishy face turning red while you try to smile as I kiss your neck, then your chin, then your lips, all while my paddle starts gently tapping your growing bulge as your slutty little mind starts racing, wondering how my imagination will have you- what kinky ideas I've been calculating the moment you left. Once there's a little wet spot on your undies, my lips will stop teasing your body, and then I'll watch you walk to the bathroom to take a shower. On the sink, you'll see your chastity cage, you'll see an XXL pair of fruit of the looms tighty whities, and you'll see a long rope. You'll wonder, stiff as a rock but not allowed to stroke or tease, while the shower cleans and moisturizes your body, and once you step out, I'll be waiting with just a robe on. I'll fluff your wet hair, patting you like a puppy and playing with your hair, then watch as you dress, your cock barely able to hide under the fabric as it stands at attention begging to be played with. My hand will instead push your head down and you'll lower to your knees. Youll try to watch me walk to the side of you and you'll feel my hands as I press on your lower back to make you arch, then I'll attach the rope through your leg holes of the tighty whities and once it's secured, I'll walk to the front of you and stand with my feet between your hands as I pull the rope up and admire the fabric sliding up and your undies becoming a humiliating thong that's wedgied between your cheeks splitting you apart. I'll make you crawl and move from the bathroom to the living room- I may sit on your back and ride, but I also love keeping that rope tightly in my hands as I stand ovet you so I see your wedgie digging deeper and deeper into your cheeks.

Should I start with the paddle? Or should I have you kiss my feet and say, "Thank you," while I undo the rope and grip your waistband in my palms to bounce you repeatedly on the carpet until the fabric is stretched enough to be pulled over your eyes and nose, keeping your mouth available to listen as you moan and squeal.