Novel & Cerita Praise Kink List

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."

“That’s a very vivid picture. Thank you for sharing it so openly.” I exhaled, trembling a little. He leaned back slightly, tone shifting to something more exploratory. “Apart from this mommy-domme dynamic, this intense power exchange… have you ever explored other kinks? Tried anything else that lights you up the same way?” I blinked. “Like… what?” He gave a small, professional shrug. “Bondage, impact play, role reversal, exhibitionism, voyeurism, sensory deprivation, pet play, degradation, praise, group play… anything that’s ever crossed your mind, even if you haven’t acted on it.”

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.

"Degrading, huh? Tell me more. And I want to know everything, in depth." "It's weird but, I have a praise kink too. I like it when you tell me how good I'm doing, or when you tell me how pretty I am when you're inside me ... or when you tell me I'm a good girl." I say, getting hot. He's just soaking all this up. "Go on." he says. "I like it when you're dominant and aggressive with me. I like it when you tell me what to do or when you make me submissive."

“You’ll drag me straight to hell, and I’ll thank you for it.” She whimpered again, the sound feeding me the same way worship songs did. I kept watching my cock slide in and out of her, each time glistening more. I held back in the office, but I didn't hold back now, I fucked her so hard she was screaming at the top of her lungs, and that didn't matter. This was my home, no one was coming in this late but her, she was bold, she was sexy, she was amazing. “You’re the best I’ve ever had,” she gasped, unknowingly feeding my kink back to me. “The biggest,” she cried out, her words stuttering. “The hardest, oh please—Father...don’t stop. Don't fucking stop!” She whimpered.

I rolled my eyes at his compliment. "Tick-tock Prize, we've got company today, and if you perform well, I can grant you access to me again." My eyebrows creased in surprise, wondering what he was talking about. A green spot slides open; I never knew it was a hidden door. Five men walked through it stark naked. Two of them had their cocks pierced; all are blindfolded. "Now, how about you give my ninja some attention tonight, Prize?" I grew more confused. What is he gaming out? Wait, I never knew guys pierced their cocks too. Is that not painful? And I hope they aren't trying to bruise my inner walls with it?

I’m sitting in a dark room, naked on a bed; not a sliver of light can be seen. This is what I agreed to—no sight, no sound, for one night of mind-blowing pleasure. My heart beats rapidly as I wait for my partner. I’m getting used to blind sex, the name of the new kink in the sex world. You put your name in the pool and get matched with the most compatible lover based on your interests. I hope they got it right for me because I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks since receiving the invite. My center is soaking wet just thinking of the things that will be done to it tonight.

“Nope, dead serious” “Come on, it’s just a short, you gonna make me beg for it?” “Yes. Yes I am” “Sasha” He closes his eyes, like he’s memorizing something. “Say my name again” “Jeez, you're even worse than me” “Debatable. You’ve got five seconds to decide “Come on” “Five” “Wait” “Four” “Slow down would you?” “Three” “ Is that some sort of a kink? Always wanting people to beg for things ”

Whereas St Just was known for his kinky tastes, Liam O’Grady had the reputation for being a fierce lover, the kind of man who would satisfy his woman while using her till she was drained. As they stood, clad in suits that seemed to heighten the animalistic nature of O’Grady, while simultaneously making St Just look like a fallen angel, the two men were talking of a new plan that St Just had come up with. ‘A Kink Club, O’Grady,” he drawled in his smooth persuasive way, “A place where every whim, however depraved, will be granted.”

"Oh come on, you can tell us." "Seriously, we are all open books here. You should be too." "I don't like it. Please stop." I try to put some strength into my voice, but it doesn't work. They either don't care or they can't hear me, but they keep going. "You have to have something. All women do. Something they like, something they crave." "Yeah, what is it? What's your kink?" "Please, stop." "Come on, tell us." "Please."