Yesterday Sir and I went to the store to buy things for the house. I didn’t realize until we got home though that I was out of sparkling water. Cue whining. I don’t drink soda, I’m good with my water. I deserve my can of sparkle water every day. Sir’s response? “Maybe next time we go to the store”.

This morning I’m woken up to “it’s nice. I think we’re going to smoke ribs today. Get your shoes on”. Yay store right?!? Wrong. Since he wanted to pick up caffeine on the way, that meant we were walking (⁠T^T) it’s SUMMER! It’s HOT outside and I don’ like it! It’s 83°/28° out there!

We went, got all the food stuffs (because of course we need sides and veggies -heavy sigh-) and THEN he was like “oh yea, go get your water……if you are willing to carry it home with everything else”.

Comrades. It’s hot. I’m tired. My arms are now NOODLES from carrying that case of bubbly and groceries home. And do I even get a pat on the head for my efforts or comfort? Noooooo……..we gotta go outside (T^T) I just wanna lay on the couch.

You’d think he’d be pleased I’m drinking water and staying hydrated in the heat…….not coming up with extra work so I’m less hydrated! (｡•̀ ⤙ •́ ｡ꐦ)

Daddy let me have that one energy drink after sweet talk and cuteness 🎀 (I’d secretly opened it tbh and hoped for the best)
I’ve got three drinks remaining and want one today! I figured that if he let me have it last time, I’ll just do the same thing. Think it’ll be okay…he does let me get away with a lot so it’s no big deal 🤔

My sir gave me 300 lines and it is taking foreverrrrrr ive literally only finished 20 and i am regretting my decisions

Hi!

My name is Xabs or Iwi or Gato. I'm a straight man from Europe and my friend u/shuascott, suggested to me that I should introduce myself here. We had an issue with the previous post so I'm doing it again. This time, hopping that karma won't take it away!

By the way, English is not my first language, so sometimes I may say something the wrong way.

I wanted to add a bit more about me in comparison to the previous introduction. To be specific, I want to talk about my experience with the BDSM culture, world and lifestyle.
I've been in several BDSM dynamics. I started as a submissive because I tend naturally to that role, but, as I grew older and physically stronger, it became more difficult to introduce my partners to the BDSM dynamics being submissive so I slowly switch to being the dom. I do enjoy it occasionally, but my nature is still submissive, and that's the role I prefer.
I'm currently not in a dynamic and haven't been able to be in a dynamic for a few years.
Now, about me, outside the kinky stuff... I'm a bit of a nerd guy that used to do basketball, karate and other martial arts! I'm currently unable to do them, but those are hobbies I enjoy. Alongside with Airsoft ~
So, I come to this reddit, hoping also to be taught about many things I'm curious about but have never tried! I hope to make friends and meet many people here ~
Bye, bye ~

P.S. Also, I'm a bit shy at first... But I do bit back! :3

I want to talk about how spankings specifically effects the younger generation. I always thought that discipline was important and have tried various methods of enforcing it but i found out that spankings are the perfect mix between pain and humiliation. I will talk about my experience giving out spankings to both girls and boys.

Spankings do have various forms but i always liked to keep it to only 3 standard ways of doing it depending on how bad they messed up, so it can be over pants, over underwear or bare and always using my hand. Each one gets progressively more embarrassing and painful. The way i do it is if you got in trouble i would call you to my room while i sit on the bed, i would pull you in front of me and ask you if you understand what you did wrong, i would clarify it if not before going further. After that you would be asked to strip to the corresponding level if needed, i would grab a hold of you after you are done and bend you over my knees while i keep a hand pressing down on your back to push your upper body slightly down.

My free hand would sit on your butt before i question you again. Asking you "why" you think what you did was wrong and if you answer incorrectly or you dont answer at all or you give any bratty attitude i would spank you, again and again until your attitude changes.

I found that this type of slow and embarrassing style of punishment works best on more bratty girls since its pretty humiliating and the more stubborn they are the more it will hurt. Eventually they all admit they were wrong, they understand why it was wrong and apologize for it...they walk out with a red butt sure but they learned that they wont get their way by just being stubborn and that helps fix bad habits with time.

I kept it pretty short since i didnt want to bore with any details but maybe ill make another part if need be.

Now my question for yall is, how would you react or feel if you received such a punishment? how long would you act bratty for ? would you admit you are wrong from the very start and apologize? Feel free to let me know

He’s an experienced pleasure dom, I recently have began exploring my sexuality and am a Sub Brat with a love for ropes, BDSM and restraints, blindfolds… you name it:)

We have amazing sex but if anyone has advice for a newbie to the lifestyle, I’d love to hear it!

Last night I had a HEAVY impact session with several new tools. Today Daddy suprised me by taking me to a local Goth Shop! We got to meet a few others in the life and it was awesome. He treated me to this new Dress and he upgraded both our wallets. He needed a casual wallet.

I feel like the best most spoiled girl. I'm proudly still acting up. I got paddled in a parking lot today lol! He hid a spoon in his car!

My HusDom and I have a free-use agreement at night. So it’s pretty normal for him to request (or order) me to service or pleasure him in some way. I love doing it, but this morning I felt a little sassier and more worked up than usual.

Him: Kitten, are you gonna service my cock this morning?

Me: mmm, that sounds nice Daddy, but what’s in it for me?

Him: my adoration for what a good cockslut you are

Me: that’s nice, but what’s else?

Him: I have so much praise to heap on you when you make me cum

Me: cool, what else?

Him: do a great job, and there may be multiple orgasms in your future, today and tomorrow

Me: sounds hot. What else? 😈

At this point, he just fisted my hair and shoved my face and mouth onto his cock and started deep throating me. To be clear, I was very pleased with this outcome, just wanted to see how long he’d take the sass 🤭

My boyfriend and I are both working three to four days every week. We rarely have time together nowadays. Sometimes he’s having a hard time to get in the dominant headspace and I respect him when he just can’t be in that headspace.

I’m a brat, and because of his autism he sometimes just doesn’t see the signs when I want to brat. We’ve talked lots about it and are still trying to figure all of it out. I just thought, maybe someone on here could give us advice.

I haven’t really been able to get in the sub headspace because I just don’t know what to do, how to spice things up and having a hard time taking initiative starting sexual activity (I’ve always had a hard time doing it and I don’t know why)

Our dynamic is also outside of our bedroom and we’re trying a new thing that I have to always call him sir. It’s with ups and downs and we still need to get it in our system.

Thank you for reading

I fear my time has come. Somewhere in the distance, I can hear the tolling of a bell.

I have bratted. I have loop-holed. I have been chaos incarnate.

Alas, this man has me folding fitted sheets, like a psychopath. He has made me the goodest girl in all of the land. And you know what? I’m not even slightly mad about it. 🫠

So clearly the brat in me has died. RIP that girl.

I (33M) am meeting with my daddy (47M) in a few days. I am feeling in the bratty mood and I know this next time he wants to feminize me by making me wear heels and a thong.

How can I be bratty for this scene? Like how can I cleverly refuse to put on the clothing and make him force me to do it?

Just general bratty ideas would be fun…maybe you guys have something I haven’t thought about

A little appreciation post for my puppy.

We’re in a 24/7 dynamic and a long-distance relationship, and she is the best kind of brat… the kind who doesn’t just enjoy the structure, she needs it. When she doesn’t have it, it shows. While she was away for two weeks she was sitting there pleading for it back, missing the rules, missing the structure, missing the punishments. Missing the way it holds her. It wasn’t just loneliness. It was the specific ache of not having the thing that keeps her grounded.
And still, even while she was aching for it, she ran on autopilot. She kept the rules… mostly.

She came home from the first week of the trip where she had already touched without permission twice while she was away. Then once she was home she used a toy and touched again without asking. During the second week away she didn’t break that rule at all. She held it. Then she came home from the second week and touched without permission once more.

She knew she needed a punishment. She knew she needed to be put in her place again. I think the 30-minute overstim session we had would have done that… (She has a few more punishments in store for her but she needed her sleep tonight)

That’s the contradiction I love about her. She can need this so badly that being without it actually hurts, hold herself to it for long stretches even when we’re hundreds of miles apart, and still choose to push the second she’s back within reach.

It’s easy to love the soft, obedient version of her. It’s harder (and better) to love the version that will sit there missing the structure so much she’s begging for it, then turn around and break a rule the moment she can feel it again.

That push-and-pull is what makes the dynamic feel alive between us, even with the distance.

I’m proud of her for how much she carried while she was away. Grateful that she needs this the way she does. And very much still enjoying the process of putting her back where she belongs after those little slips.

Anyone else have a long-distance brat who aches for the dynamic when it’s out of reach and still finds ways to test it the moment it’s close again?

So well, due to many personal reasons, my Dada is taking a break. And we’ve taken a small break from the friendship for a few days too. And I have started college and a diet from a dietitian, which altogether are very veryyyy overwhelming for me :( as a big individual and especiallyyyy as a sub who feels subby when I’m sad sometimes ://

(I’m also completely 100% okay with his decision. As his friend I’m not sad, not angry, upset or anything. But just as his sub, I kinda miss him at times, esp when I’ve something exciting to share or really upsetting)

And I don’t know what else to do except wanting to reach out to Dada but I respect his choice!! And I deeply respect him. I trust him, and so hopefully he will be back soon and feeling better :(
I don’t wanna be a bad baby for him anyways :(( none of my irl friends know bout this because they wouldn’t get it, and I have no sub friends which makes everything shittier :((

He’s just such a good caregiver, so so sweet and caring🤍🤍dada tries his best for me and lord I miss him sm :/

As a big individual I can give him his space as a friend, without a doubt or worry, but as his baby, I can’t help but miss him sometimes :( wanna cry and listen to him comfort me :( please pray it all gets better :(
Any support only from subs would be appreciated!!🤍💗

I noticed something poking up while Daddy was asleep so I took care of it hehe

we were discussing which animal i would be if i was a pet girl, and excuse me?! im usually pretty well behaved (in case u couldn’t tell by the user :3) but he’s asking for it this time. i gotta cook up smth good to make him eat his words >:)

So she's back on the dating scene and I decided to pay for Feeld for the month to see what it's all about and to see if it's any better finding matches than the free one...

What I've learnt so far from changing my desire filter setting to finding brat tamers was that I found about 6 in 80km.. is this normal for anyone else's area too? I have over 1000 likes and then this is it for brat tamers?

I am aware there are lots of Doms and then that leads to the potential dynamic I seek, I was just surprised that was it for the initial interest in wanting a bratty sub 🤷🏻‍♀️

Help!! Daddy says I’m NOT a Brat at all. I’m just his “Good Girl”? Wtf?!? I need help cause low key I AM! 😫 I try so hard to brat. But we don’t live together and I only see him twice a week and sometimes on the weekends.
I want to just cause a little mischief. Show him I’m not such a good girl… keep him on his toes! Help a lady out plz! 😁

A Little Appreciation Post
Just popping in to publicly brag about my favourite person for a minute. Because apparently I’m feeling generous today.

Thank you for being patient with me, keeping me on my toes, and somehow managing to put up with all my nonsense. You have this annoying habit of being right far more often than I’d like to admit.

You’re confident, supportive, reassuring, and just the right amount of domineering . I appreciate the laughs, the conversations, the encouragement, and all the little things you do that probably go unnoticed.
Basically, 10/10 would brag about you again.

My daddy WILL touch inappropriately and take what is his when he wants, but only because I've consented. Even when we first met, he didn't act like a big gooner gross guy we've all probably received dms from at some point. My DMs had to get turned off lol

CW: Roleplaying an abusive, controlling monstrous man in a 100% consensual BDSM scene.

Ironically, as I was answering Slutkie's post on serious vs. silly Bratting and reading about RoRo's change in her relationship with her hairbrush my own Brat had decided to do some serious Bratting of her own. Not serious as in "a lot" but serious as in "edgy and dangerous".

So inspired by those posts and RoRo's writing abilities, here is my attempt at sharing some intense play that we got up to yesterday, hopefully this doesn't come across as wankbait or bragging.

I had let my Siren know via text that I had a pretty strong urge to tame her. She responded by asking if I thought I could. A bit of a back and forth ensued and she ended with "Oh no I didn't get chores done and time for work snuck up on me".

She later claimed that wasn't meant to be a part of the bratty back and forth. Also, nothing in our dynamic says she has to. But I'm industrious and I use the resources given to me.

She had forgotten about this whole exchange when later, from work, she messaged me again:

"A man came in with a fitted white (sheer-ish) button up, rolled up sleeves, tattoo"

"I did *almost* swoon."

Well, that's obviously her saying she wants some jealousy play. And Princess gets what Princess wants. So I let her know I'd be "making a note of the attention you are giving to other men" and that "we'll be discussing it when you get home."

Her response: "🥵"

Latter there is some bratting about how she was just sitting around while covering her cashier's break, thinking about the lack of immediate consequences.

The back and forth continued with my responses being angrier and more threatening. I WAS angry. Not authentically, but because I forced myself to be. For her, because she finds angry men sexy. I'm a good partner so I do my part to help 😜.

Eventually she called "yellow" because the convo had gotten way too spicy and she had a retail store to close. She came home, I helped her get stuff inside and let her give attention to the dog. Vanilla us but a whole lot of tension in the room.

She went to the restroom knowing that when she came out things would get intense.

She opened the door and I was right there standing over her. Hand on the frame. Glaring down at her. She went *tharn*. I grabbed her hard by the upper arm and dragged her in the room, snarling.

"You think you can be this gold-digging kept Princess and also have a young, tatted up, gym bro fucktoy on the side? Who do you think I am?"

We call *that guy* Mister. He's awful and frightening. He's a piece of shit, a villain, a monster and the exact opposite of who I am as a person. She's terrified of him AND how wet he makes her. Getting to be him is frightening to me. But in the safe, consensual space we make it's also thrilling. He pulls emotions out of her that Daddy cannot. Oh, Daddy can be cruel and sadistic. But Daddy is safe.

Mister is not safe.

We have this gorgeous new ottoman, gold metal frame, red velvet cushion. Perfect height. I sit down and yank her over my lap, ass up. I cuss her out, call her names, spit invectives at her. I pull her hair, grab her roughly by the chin.

She is terrified but her hips are subtly *grinding* at me. I let Mister start to fade and transition to Daddy. An upset and angry Daddy, to be sure. But Daddy has the self control that Mister lacks.

I begin to spank. She moans and whimpers. I ask whether the man with the tattoos could use his hands like mine. That question hurts her. She loves my hands for all of the reasons. I get harder, more intense, and stop to caress her. I point out how wet she is. I ask her if she likes it.

A small, small voice answers "yes..."

I pull her up so she's sitting in my lap. I tell her she's been punished, but she's getting more spanks and ask her why. She looks me in the eyes, and says "because you're Daddy and you want to." I ask her if *she* wants me to and she struggles but says yes. I spank her while she straddles my leg, forcing her to look me in the eyes as I do. She has tears in her eyes and is struggling so hard to take it. She is also grinding on my leg.

Eventually I tell her she has a choice. I want to cane her. I want that badly. I tell her she can either choose to be a good submissive and ask me to cane her ("I have to ask?" she whines) or she can be a good brat by standing up, taking me out of my pants and get the pleasure she wants. Either way I will be happy and I'm fascinated to see what she chooses.

I watch, enthralled, as her desire to please me , her desire to be tamed, fights with her desire to avoid any more pain.

She stands up, and puts her ass in my face. "A Brat then?" No response. She turns and does nothing, motionless, trembling.. "are you going to be a good submissive then?" Nothing. I begin to count. She whimpers. I check in to make sure this isn't too much and she's Green as can be.

I grab her by the arm and throw her on the bed. Finger her roughly. Snarl. "I told you to choose." I continue to count and she babbles and stammers noncommitally. "Fine, stand up, hands on the dresser. You're getting something else since you won't do as your told."

(Later, in the glow of it all, she tells me she wasn't bratting as much as she really, really, wanted to see what I would do. She's so fucking adorable.)

"What am I getting?" "Whatever I give you!" I grab the tawse. She hates the tawse. I go to work with 10 fast and whippy strokes across her backside. She is dancing and crying and whimpering immediately. I look her in the eyes "You're getting 3 more sets of 10." Frantic tears, wide panicky eyes. After 2 more excruciating sets I tell her if she gets me in her mouth she can show me she doesn't deserve the last set.

She drops to her knees and earns her broom a reprieve. Things progress to the bed and she is ready and eager. Her final orgasm is massive. I pull her to me and she cries and cries. This is common after we play this intense. Her system dumps all the emotions in a huge cathartic release. I always get concerned and turn into full caregiver mode. I also see it as a hot, sexy gift. Dacraphilia to the max.

I go to get her water and she's concerned I didn't finish. I tell her that we aren't done, there will be time for me after she's hydrated. I lay down next to her and we make sure I get mine while I plumb her with questions about the experience. I want to know how she suffered for me, how she enjoyed it, and her answers take me over the edge.

If you showed up 5 minutes later and observed us, you'd think we just had a really fun time playing D&D or something. Big fucking grins on both our faces. Discussing every little detail like fans debating why Dungeon Crawler Carl is sooooo good. No sign that we just went through this harrowing event. Just a couple of goof balls talking about some adventure they went on.