I love having my junk spanked. I never feel like a bad pain slut if I have to tap out after just a few smacks. Someone is applying pain directly to my genitals; that’s meant to hurt in an overwhelming way. Spreading your legs and holding yourself open so someone can spank your cunt is incredibly vulnerable – but not as vulnerable as asking them to call it your dick.
Content note for CBT (in this instance cock and ball torture, not cognitive behavioural therapy).
Coming out as trans means I can share some of the ways I’ve been fucking with gender while fucking. While I’m currently identifying as genderqueer and genderfluid, using masc-leaning words don’t only feel good but feels really hot.
Especially when it comes to my junk.
My current blogging schedule means I keep joining in with Sinful Sunday on prompt week. While I’m not sure I fill the frame in this photo in a traditional sense, I feel I am spilling outside of it because of the language I’m using to describe my body right now. In this photo my enboifriend isn’t spanking my cunt, they are spanking my dick – there is more in the photo than you can see.
Lots of my partners have spanked my junk before, because I’m a bratty sub and a few sharp smacks will often remind me of my place. However, there’s something filthy and taboo and gender affirming about them hurting my junk while calling it my dick. It’s something I want to explore a lot more in future fucking.
So spank my dick, pretty please. It will make me so, so hard.
Sinful Sunday is run by the wonderful Molly Moore – click the kiss for more sins…
Right now my Patreon account has been suspended due to the fact I link to it from my blog, which contains “pornographic” content, such as this photo! Your support would mean a lot right now, and help me fight this puritanical bullshit.
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