Praise Kink Meme Novels & Stories

My throat tightened around him, thick spit pouring down my inverted face, mixing with the cum already drying there, mascara running black rivers. His tongue speared my clit at the same time, arms locked around my thighs holding me aloft, my heavy tits hanging and swaying, bells jingling wildly. Chad’s comment shot to the top of chat and pinned itself, 20k likes in less than 30 seconds. “THAT’S MY FUCKING GUY LEGEND SHIT” with a fire emoji at the ending.

“Just like that, baby. Ass up, eyes on me. You’re doing great.” I lifted my gaze to meet his, and my body responded to his command before my mind could catch up—arching exactly the way he wanted. As if my body wasn’t listening to me anymore. Only him. Was this what I wanted from him? Praise? It had to be some kind of kink I desperately wanted to deny. “You’re really something,” I muttered, stopping between his parted legs. I folded back onto my heels, sitting upright. “Baby, you look so pretty like this.” He lifted his hand from where it rested and grabbed my chin, his thumb dragging across my lower lip.

I replied, and her next words were muffled as Enzo filled her mouth again. “You feel so good, princess. Every inch of you was made for pleasure.” Enzo groaned, and his praise made her inner walls pulse, and grip me like a vice. “Damn, sweetheart. Do you have a praise kink? Do you like hearing what a good girl you are for us? Yes you do. I can feel what it does to you. You gripped me so tight.”

At this point I don’t even know if I can even trust myself. I nodded at his words even before I could register, my head moved. “Good girl, should I forgive you?” he said and I looked at him like a lost puppy, I hate myself for this, I was on the verge of release just by his words. I did not know that I had a praise kink. “Please” I said, I did not know what I was saying. “I won't” he said and I could feel thunder striking me as he touched me inside the dress slipping it away.

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.

I tightened my grip just enough to make him whimper. ‎ ‎“I bet he hid the marks so well you all didn’t notice,” I continued. “But he has welts and bite marks all over that soft body. He also has a praise kink… one I enjoy very much.” ‎ ‎Ayesha screamed in joy from her seat. “I did notice! And he told me all about that wild night. I guess some disappointments bring blessings!” ‎ ‎Adrian muttered, “He’s anything but innocent,” only to get slapped upside the head by Reya.

Goosebumps break out across my skin as Damian stands in front of me and smiles down. "I think that's enough training for today. Don't be embarrassed about having a kink, it's nothing to be ashamed of," he says and I look down to the floor. He crouches down in front of me and lifts my chin with a concerned face. "I'm serious Vinny, I love that you're a masochist. That makes us even better of a match. I promise there are worse kinks to have." "But I like the be hit with a cane, that is weird," I say and he scowls.

The whole thing felt surreal. I had spent a solid hour last night researching the Dom/Sub dynamic. Apparently, as a submissive, you have to earn your Dom’s praise. And oddly enough, I think that’s my kink—praise. It always made my day when Alex gave me even the most casual compliment. It was like being showered in gold.

8 cm) still hairy, after throwing everything inside the first plastic, Kiro felt enrage. “How dare that ugly dick touched what's mine? It's nothing to compare to how beautiful my dick is.” Klein's face was undescribable from the narcissistic remarks of his master, he wanted to say, I ALSO HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DICK that my wifey loves. It's just that, he can't bring himself to say it, from disgust, and cringed for touching another blooded plastic. In every dick that he throws in the air, narcissistic remarks from Kiro never stopped, praising its dick, that Klein's disgust turned to outdrawn face.

Placing his platter of crap on the armrest. I scoffed. “No, there is nothing to like. And a collection of fish eggs from a special fish is your kink at this point. I’m sure you have a pain kink, you get turned on by consuming disgusting stuff.” I took a cookie from the dessert section of the cart. I bit into it. It was good. “Don’t worry, love, with time you will figure out what my kink is,” He smirked. I sputtered. “Fuck you.”