Nuttystarfishruins - For Mr Perv :p

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(Marks and photos by @waistcannonguy )

Brats 101

To the dom who’s found himself with a brat on his hands and has discovered he’s having a rough time reigning in this wild little girl, this is for you. I’m about to give you a guide on how to handle your brat.

A brat will challenge your dominance. When she acts out, she wants you to prove you’re the one in charge. Prove it to her.

When she gives you attitude, she wants to know she’s met her match. Not just physically, but mentally too. A brat craves that back and forth, that witty repartee. Step up your witty banter game. Meet her sass with equal sass.

Don’t ever try and break your brat. Leave her wild. If you can’t accept and enjoy her for the feisty little shit that she is, then you have no business taking on a brat as your sub. The way to gain a brat’s obedience and submission isn’t through fear or force, but through gaining her respect.

Again: a brat wants to know she’s met her match. Someone who will give a snappy comeback to any sassy one liner she throws at him, someone who isn’t afraid to swiftly prove he’s in charge. That’s how you gain a brat’s respect. And when you have her respect, you will have her obedience and submission.

Learn how to handle your little spitfire in a way that allows her to thrive, and you’ll have one of the most exhilarating and entertaining sub/dom relationships there are. Us brats are the best flirts. You will never have a dull moment with a brat as your sub. We always keep it interesting, and will absolutely make you laugh. We’ll keep you on your toes and you’ll love it.

And you’ll love knowing you’ve gained the respect, obedience and submission that a brat won’t give the average dom.

And you’ll also love knowing that you’re the only one who can make that wild hellion behave her bratty little self.

My very first cock :p

I was 18, he was 30 somethin...

We met for the first time at Little Creatures. Shared some kangaroo strips and talked for a good hour.

When we were ready we hopped in his car, and he drove us back to his place, his hand didnt leave my thigh once, and my knees just kept moving further n further apart..

By the time we got to his place i was soaked already. The anticipation and his touches... Mm

He had some rules. The moment i was inside i was to strip down to my panties. And only move if told to.

So i took my time stripping, steeling my nerves with the added benefit of a little show for him :p

I was left with only my lacy blue thong covering me. I had my hands behind me, an attempt to look confident.

He took the oppurtunity to touch me then, running his hands up and down my body, feeling every curve and dip and lump. I was pulled over to the couch, where he sat and stood me between his knees.

We clarified limits then. Double checking and reaffirming.

He told me to pull down my thong, but slowly, with my arse towards him and my legs straight.

And after i was finally free of any fabric i presented the thong to him, for him to take and smell.

Thouroughly impressed he rewarded me with my first ever spanking. Pulling me down over his knee, so his bulge poked into my belly, my cheeks pressed into the leather lounge and my soft bottom pointing straight up in the air. His hits were more like taps, but they had a sting to them that felt nice, then nicer, then so nice they started to hurt, but a good hurt that was new to me...

I was making squeaks id never made before.

He stopped too soon, but i was able to forgive him when he walked me to the bedroom and finally began to strip.

He sat at the end of his bed and pushed me to my knees, his cock standing proud at eye level

I told him then, that id never touched one before and he got all giddy...

So he walked me through what he liked, and gave me the time to get over my worry that Ill hurt him, or itll hurt me hah

He let me touch, and poke and play, running my fingers up n down his shaft, pushing the skin around, before finally leaning forward and licking the tip to see how it tastes.

My play was over then, he showed me how to hold him properly and began to manually move my hand at the right speed, up n down with varying pressure, getting faster until suddenly he was in my mouth and i was pushing him in until i gagged and had to pull back.

I licked n sucked n rubbed, n even played with his balls, before he gave me a quick warning and his cum was in my mouth and down my chin.

It tasted like crap and even after i swallowed i couldnt help but grimace.

He pretended not to notice and kissed me deep.

He told me to get on the bed, on my back, so i did. He spread my legs, holding them down with his elbows and began to eat me out.

He spent at least ten minutes down there, exploring my every crevice n fold with his tongue, lapping up my juices...

He climbed up and over me then, hands framing my head, knees between mine and his ready cock pointing down at my belly, close enough the tip tickled me with every breath.

He had me scooch up a little then, to make up for the height difference, i was so small compared to him.

He pushed forward, entering me quick, too quick. I hissed and pushed him back, told him it hurt.

He apologised, he got over excited. We tried again, he moved slower this time, allowing me to stretch n accomodate, my pussy taking in its very first cock.

He took his time pushing in, even while, despite the sting, i grew impatient. I wrapped my legs around him, urging him to just move.

And he did.

It hurt at first, as he thrusted into me, but through the pain there was pleasure so i pushed through, seeking that, and after a short while i found it. The pain faded and i was left only with ecstacy.

He moved quick and he pushed deep and i did my best to keep up, but in the end i resigned to laying back and just taking it.

We changed position multiple times, ending in doggy where he found a spot that shot painful pleasure up my spine, confusing my brain enough that i finally let go.

I had been holding my breath, keeping quiet, embarrassed to make noise... That stopped. I began whimpering, quietly, slowly growing louder, a high pitched throaty whimper.

He started to smack my arse, but he must have been close as that was replaced by an even faster tempo. I couldnt think, i couldnt do anything but push back and hold on for the ride.

Finally he shuddered, pushing into me and freezing, letting out two grunts, before suddenly relaxing, draping himself over me like a heavy blanket. I was pushed into his mattress, trapped between it and him.

When he was able to stand again he pulled out of me, and, after letting me rest a moment as well, started the shower, pampering me by washing away the sweat, running his hands over my bare skin.

We got something to eat then, before dressing.

Then he drove me home.

All of this :p

It me (sometimes)

I grabbed my leash, may we go for a walk? 💙