crisisoninfintefandoms: sirenja-and-the-stag: Naughty boys get punished if I ever don’t reblog this just assume I’m dead (Also, this gifset was kinda maybe sorta definitely a bit of an inspiration for the latest installment of my Infinitives Series so thank you very much for that.  I should put a dedication in or something lmao)

Please remember that…

iamyourdom:

thesubkitten:

lady–divine:

– A Dominant or submissive can be any gender

– A Dominant or submissive can be any body type

– A Dominant or submissive can be any age above legal age

– Male identifying submissives are not, by default, ‘sissies’

– Female identifying submissives are not, by default, ‘little girls’

– Just because you’re not a submissive doesn’t make you a Dominant

– Just because you’re not a Dominant doesn’t make you a submissive

– Switches exist, and they’re amazing.

– BDSM is full of nuance: there isn’t only one way to do it

– D/S does not have to be a 24/7, 365 day thing

– A D/s relationship does not necessarily have to include bondage, humiliation, impact play, water sports, lactation training, forced orgasms, or ANYTHING YOU DON’T WANT IT TO.

– Be the Dominant or submissive that is right for you, and find someone who thinks along the same vein. Never let someone make you feel you have to do something you’re not comfortable with.

As always lady–divine this is beautifully said.

Perfect!

mayalaen: Title: PuddingPairing(s): Sam/Dean/Castiel – WincestielWord Count: 9.6kRating: NC-17/Adult/ExplicitTags: orgasm denial, Dom/sub, threesome, handjob, frottage, bondage, blowjob, voyeurism, fingerfucking, consensual sex, discipline, BDSM, dirty talk, ticklingOriginal Post Date: January 19, 2014Link: AO3 Summary: Prompt fill for the request of Gabriel being given the task of punishing Castiel after the events of Season 6. This is …

One of my favorite things in a scene is when I’m feeling so much and so into it, awash with pleasure and pain and everything in between, that I can’t tell whether my eyes are open or closed, even though there’s light in the room and I don’t have a blindfold on.

It only happens for a split second because I tend to pull myself back out when I realize it, but in that moment… I go somewhere else.

And the times when I can let go, let it ride, where I’m lost in that in-between space where I can’t tell if my eyes are open or closed, it’s indescribable.