Praise Kink List Novels & Stories

Even when he grins and winks at me after saying it, it still has the same effect on me. “Jesus, you’re getting her all wet, she’s dripping all over me!” Jory spreads my legs to show the others, and I redden, hiding my face in his chest. “Well, she did say that she loves being treated this way. Now, I actually believe that our girl has a kink fetish. She is a true sub.” Knox states, “But, we really need to talk about this before the two of you go and abuse her poor holes for the rest of the night.” He chuckles.

I usually loved to be degraded, to see the person responsible for my orgasm, to hear him say words that could cause me to die of shame but rather, get insane pleasure from it. Alistair finally let down on his teasing and tore my skirt, he tossed it aside and I felt the tight air tease my naked skin. I was naked now, in all my glory and his eyes were boring into me. I realized now that I may be discovering a new kink, anticipation and excitement coursed through me and I felt his mouth cover my nipples. I sucked in a breath and continued to hold me as I wrapped my legs around him, her sucked on my nipples and bit it down, his hand played with its twin and massaged the knob painfully.

TRIGGER WARNINGS BLOODPLAY PISSPLAY BONDAGE CUMPLAY [Do not bitch about whatever sexual preference I have for my characters. There are kinks, and yes, my leads have some twisted kinks. For your sanity, my loves, skip if you cannot handle it. I do not want a boring, criticizing, piss and moan comment about my book. XOXO, TOXIC A.] THEO

I glance to find him looking at me pitifully. “Oh, sweetie, you’re so anti kink,” he says. “There’s nothing disgusting about it, unless, you know, you’re doing it to some caveman who hasn’t washed in months, and even that is not a problem with a condom. Also, regardless of how you feel, it can earn you in five minutes the money you’d receive for hours of mowing lawns or working in, I don’t know, McDonalds or something.” “As long as mowing lawns doesn’t demand sucking someone’s cock in a public restroom, it’s preferable to me.”

I moan loudly when he fills me completely, his front pressed completely against my ass and back as he leans over me, his cock bottoming out inside of me. “You are such a beautiful fucking slut for me.” Tony says, sliding in and out of me at a steady pace. “You’re such a good girl, Caroline.” He continues praising me, his pace slowly beginning to increase, until he’s pounding into me, whispering his praises into my ear as I moan loudly. Fuck, the words he’s saying… the way he’s praising me… it’s making me feel more pleasure alone than I could have imagined. How the hell did it take me this fucking long to realize that I have a praise kink?

I say in an unconvincing voice. He moves his finger an inch. “Dakota, if we are gonna do this, you need to discover your turn-ons and kinks.” I furrow my brows. “My kinks!?” He nods. “That's another lesson you’ll get with me. I think you have a praise kink.” I chuckle. “Is that so? How would you even know that!?” He grins. “ Overachieving academic girls develop praise kink! This is a scientific fact!”

Wanted someone to use me so hard I forgot my own name. His message was already waiting. Ryan: Your profile says you're new to this. But your kink list says otherwise. Degradation, rough play, orgasm control, anal training. That's not a beginner's wishlist. So which is it—are you actually new, or are you just another sub looking for someone to feed her fantasies? Direct. Blunt. No bullshit. My pussy clenched. I typed back with one hand, still touching myself with the other. Me: New to the community. Not new to wanting to be treated like a whore. Does that answer your question?

“Who knew that dying could be someone’s kink?” I continuously couldn’t think of anything, completely dumbfounded by the situation.The hand moved. The tips of his fingers passed by between my breasts, almost tickling me, and stopped at my throat.Another shiver ran down my spine, and I had to bite the fabric in my mouth so I could stop the gasp that was going to leave it. This was fucked up. How could I enjoy the touch of someone who wanted to hurt me

I look back at the profile, there's no pricing list anywhere, just a row of golden dollar signs, six to be exact. What the hell does that even mean? Is it a tier? A ranking? A warning? “Next one,” Mark says, already leaning in. I suppress the sigh building in my chest and nod instead. I click out of the profile and scroll until another catches my eye. The man is maybe thirty, give or take. His profile picture is sharp and polished, him in a clean-cut navy suit, tie perfect, hair styled like he just stepped out of a boardroom. It looks more like a professional networking photo than a kink app profile.

Jun bit his plump lip nervously, head down and cheeks pink. "I'm talking about you being a masochist," Namgyu whispered and Jun closed his eyes in embarrassment. "It isn't normal-" "Yes, it is Kim Seokjun." Namgyu interrupted sternly, raising Jin's chin so the latter would look at him. "It's okay to be a masochist. It's normal to have kinks. It is completely okay and almost everyone has kinks. Some people are in a purely BDSM relationship with other people. Just that and nothing more. It's okay, it exists and happens."