Romans & histoires Praise Kink List

Then he stopped and looked at me with an amused, yet pleased expression on his face. “Well done. That's my girl,” he ruffled the top of my hair playfully. “It's a good thing that someone had finally managed to put Bernard in his place. He's an arrogant son of a bitch and I'm glad that you managed to knock him down a peg...” he praised, his voice filled with pride that made my heart soar. I loved being praised and appreciated by them, it's one of the things that sent me to cloud nine. Did that mean I had a praise kink?

"How do I overcome it?" "In this context, you must learn that your submission is a form of trauma magic, a space where you heal on deep psychological and spiritual levels. In this context, you learn that your submission, if freely chosen and carried out safely and consensually, is a feminist act. Your pleasure is inherently good, and Kink is a space where you can safely explore power and powerlessness." Licking my lips, I thought about what he had said. Clint's eyes zeroed in on my mouth, and I could not stop myself from swiping my bottom lip, seeing his pupils dilate.

I slowly drew more and more of his cock into my mouth, my tongue never slowing. Teasing and swirling as I sucked him deeply then releasing just to begin again. Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and my tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl.

Her hips jerked forward at the sting left behind by Damon's palm when he spanked the most sensitive part of her body. “Words little flower” the man reminded, gently massaging the girl's lower lips with his fingers to ease the pain he caused. “I won't do it again, please” she cried out in pleasure when he pinched her nub between his fingers. “Good girl” he praised, pleased with her answer and leaned down. His words sent pleasurable shivers all over the girl's body, a wave of goosebumps even appeared on her skin. She had read about it but never thought it to be true until at that moment. Did she also have a praise kink??

“There’s a word for it?!” “There’s a word for every kink, Princess.” I hummed, trailing my fingers over the veins of his forearms. Meeting his eyes, I shyly whispered, “Then what are you into?” “You,” he answered, kissing me softly on my lips. “Very much into you. But if we are talking about kinks, I like to humiliate and degrade. Sometimes…” I kind of figured that Hayden would like that because, despite being a Princess, I was into humiliation and degradation. But he stopped what he was going to say, looking at me and shook his head.

"Let me feel you come for me like the good girl I know you are." That's all it takes. As soon as the sentence ends, I'm a shuddering, spasming mess in his arms, flying apart at the seams. He doesn't stop moving, doesn't stop fucking the life out of me. The whole table rattles with every savage thrust. I cling to him like that'll keep me from dissolving into the ether. "Good girl," he growls repeatedly. "So fucking beautiful when you take my cock..." If I didn't have a praise kink before, I do now. It's one thing to be desired as a physical object—it's another thing entirely to feel like he'd fuck my soul if he could.

she mutters. “You shouldn’t,” I say as I bring her body closer to mine. “Make me feel good Heath, make me feel so good, and beautiful and secure,” she whispers. “Just say you have a praise kink Fiona,” I tease, “because a woman this beautiful should never feel insecure about herself, I will make love to you in a way that each time you think badly about yourself you would remember how I loved each of your body parts so good that it would be an insult to hate yourself.”

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

Her pupils dilate from the praise, so I ease myself in a bit farther. "That's my girl, take this cock until your eyes roll back with pleasure. Let me own this pretty pussy. You've been naughty denying this pussy my cock for so long."I say praising her and her legs open wider as her hips tilt down to take more of me, and she winces from the pain. I still, giving her a moment to own the self-induced pain. Siena has a praise kink which makes me even more harder, have never met anyone who’s matched my energy before and she does it effortlessly.

“Gods, Cherie; you were made to please me. Next time, don’t stop…don’t you dare fucking stop.” She looks confused when I say this and tilts her head to the side. “It was okay? You liked the gagging sound?” “Cherie,” I growl her name. “My cock is leaking because of you, what do you fucking think? Didn’t you want to taste me? Finish what you started, my sweet girl.” The gleam in her eyes tells me she loves the appraisal, and I mentally file it away - my mate has a fucking praise kink, does she? Well…let's see.