Praise Kink List Novels & Stories

I mind linked Charlie to initiate a conversation to break the awkwardness. "Wow, Kaylynn. I did not expect you to be this beautiful when Kade mentioned you…" He was praising her, not flirting with her in front of me. She simply smiled at his comment, whereas Kade was watching everything thoroughly. 'Idiot, I told you to start a chat, not to flirt with her… I am surely going to kill you tonight…!!' I threatened him through mind linking. I saw him gulp, and then he continued, "It's the benefit of being a gay, we can praise girls without making anybody offended. I mean, Kade. If it was another guy, he would have killed me." He laughed while taking Kade's hands in his.

He says nonchanlantly before tapping my ass, silently telling me to go about my work and I instantly obliged. I hated how much I loved following orders when Asher Lancaster asked me to do something. He had a way, he knew no woman would be offended with the way he controlled me. He knew I loved being told that I was a good girl and I was doing a good job. He fucking knew that I have a praise kink and kept using it to his advantage. Oh no!!!!

It’s always about protecting the sub. In the end, the brat kneeled at my feet and begged for my forgiveness. Since she took her punishment, the subject is now done and over with, her slate is clean. Apparently, though, she must have done something over the top after leaving the facility, because I had gotten an email this morning that she would not be coming back due to her Daddy Dom breaking it off with her. No sweat off my back, we have a waiting list of people in the kink community that are wanting to be properly trained by us.

Those eyes make me want to claim every inch of her. Blake, kneeling behind her, thrusts into her with steady intensity, drawing an instant whimper from her lips as her body trembles, clearly on the edge of something. Leaning close, I trace the line of her jaw with my mouth, letting my lips brush her skin as I make my way up to her ear. “So, you have a praise kink, Alissia?” I whisper, pulling back to watch her reaction. Her eyes shift, a flicker of confusion in them, as if she doesn’t quite grasp what I mean.

And that does it, I let out a little scream as my body jerk, dragging out his own orgasm along with mine. Not only did I realise I had a praise kink, I was also a sucker for dirty talks. When we finally calmed down, I was too shy to look at him so I stayed there with my face buried in his neck. He let out a chuckle, forcefully lifting my head so I’ll have no choice but to look at him.

“Please, I want you, not your fingers.” Well, she definitely doesn’t have to ask me twice. I’ll never tire of her, and I’ll never tire of this. The desire in her voice when she moans for me, her begging, the way she sucks in a breath just before she orgasms. I’ve recently discovered that my little fox has a praise kink, and I use it as much as I possibly can just to see her face when she knows she pleases me. I’m the luckiest man on this fucking planet.

For the amount you're getting paid, you should come to my door in a gingham dress, pie in hand, braids flowing, two given names, and knees ready to be scraped on short notice. My breath hitched. Did that last description really need to happen? No. Could I even think about something other than my cock in her clever mouth? Nope. Klaus: That is uncomfortably specific kink. Klaus: I'm happy to report that I do, in fact, own a gingham dress, know how to make a cherry pie, and give the most incredibly beautiful oral sex. Klaus: And then there are braids. That's going to cost extra. They make me look hella young.

I liked it. Standing again, in front of him, I felt shy and self conscious, I was standing right next to him, and he looked that good, and I probably looked like a cat dragged out of water. “First, I need to know that you understand, these kinks, these fetishes, they sometimes have to do with real life issues, like you told that woman from the station, they may be happening in real life, but they are different in the sense that, these are controlled, the entire thing is controlled.”

“Like a fucking champion.” “This ass is perfect,” Rickard groaned, his fingers digging into her cheeks. “So fucking tight around my cock.” Marcus pulled his cock from her mouth, letting her breathe for a second. Strings of saliva connected her lips to his shaft. “Tell them,” he ordered her, his eyes blazing. “Tell them what you want.” Liza, gasping, her mind swimming in sensation, found the words. “I want… all your cocks,” she rasped. “I want you to… use every hole… fuck me until you’re empty…”

I lick my dry lips, and nod, not trusting myself to make coherent sounds. “Since you chose to move, I think I’ll take the scenic route back to where I was. After all, there are so many delights to be enjoyed along the way.” he grins devilishly, as I close my eyes and moan with a little disappointment that he is making me wait to feel his tongue where I desperately need it. “Don’t pout precious.” He slowly runs a finger along my bottom lip. “Open.” He commands, and I obey. “Good girl.” He slides the tip of his finger between my lips and my pussy clenches, my clit throbs, and I suck gently, swirling my tongue around his finger as he pushes it a little deeper. Who knew I had a praise kink?