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a dom telling me "you don't have to be a person today" is such an act of kindness to me. i get a break! i get to rest. i don't have to be a person with responsibilities, i can just be your cherished little toy <3

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Fuck around (be a tease) and find out (get restrained and wrecked)

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It’s not easy having a pretty, drippy, needy little hole but I’m being so brave about it

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Thinking about edging you over and over again until I lose count then locking you in a chastity device and fingering your ass just to find out how long it takes until you cry from the sheer humiliating frustration. You're just too pretty not to experiment on, baby.

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Look we're having a serious discussion here and my heart shaped pupils are none of your concern.

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A tip for all of you denial sluts out there:

The next time you think of giving up and cumming, remember that you wouldn’t keep coming back to this kink if orgasms were really what you wanted…

You wouldn’t be so disappointed when you accidentally go over the edge if you didn’t crave denial.

You were made for this. You’re better when you’re denied, and you don’t want it any other way <3

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I don’t talk about mind control helmets/collars/other devices enough… underrated… I like that they physically externalize what would otherwise be an internal struggle, very appealing for visual media. Sometimes it’s just really nice to see someone kicking and screaming, only to be met with something that has total efficacy in its purpose. Struggling one moment, limp and compliant the next. Must feel nice, in like a sickening, perverse way

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If im high dont degrade me and make fun of how dumb i am because ill. Cum

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Let's see what's hiding inside that cute little brain

Yes, I know you put some kinks in your little bio. I know you have a few cute desires you'll repost. But surely, that can't be it. So, we're going to go exploring.

So, first, you're going to tell me what makes you drip. You're going to lay "it all" out there. Wide awake, aware, open up like a good toy.

Then, we're going to get you nice and wet, and we're going to ask again. Can you really be sneaky while you're grinding against yourself? We'll see how your list changes.

Then, you're going to be a good little toy and listen while I fill your cute little mind with thick fog. Your thoughts just not as important as my words. Nice and slow, nice and open. Now, through those thick thoughts, tell me, you little slut, what really makes you drip.

Then, finally, we'll take you down into that deep, dark void. You won't really be there, but your mind will be. Warm in the sense that nothingness is warm. Then, one last time, we'll see what turns you on. And we'll explore. Probe. Search. Take your little confessions, learn about everything, and Understand.

Then, once I bring you back, deliciously exposed, I'll know just what secret levers make you drip when pulled. Maybe, if you're lucky, I'll take full advantage of this knowledge, and use you just like a dirty, perverse little toy like you deserves.

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Hey, do you wanna come over and play "get used like a fucktoy until you forget what being a person is like and you're just a cumbrained little set of holes forever now"?

:3

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It's so cute when sweet boys are getting fucked so hard they can't even speak anymore. Whimpering and crying or straight up just drooling with glossy eyes and making cute little "uh uh uhh" sounds.

Or instead of not speaking, they're just babbling. Eyes rolling and body trembling, lips forming incoherent sentences that barely make any sense.

I love the idea of making such a smart boy so stupid <3

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no rizz just sparkly loving eyes and a heart that feels ready to pour right out of my ribcage at any given time

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not to be a needy whore but i would like 37 kisses in a row pls

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Rub. Fuck, you need to rub. It’s been what, minutes? Hours? Way too long since you last scratched that inch between your thighs. Your friends are babbling on about some nonsense — work drama, who’s fucking who — and you’re just nodding, dead eyed, picturing it. That sweet, slick friction. You could duck out. They wouldn’t even notice. “Be right back,” you’d mutter, and there’s that alley just outside, shadowed and grimy, practically begging you to sneak in and grind your fingers against your cunt until your knees shake.

Dinner with family’s worse. Aunt Whoever’s droning on about how her cat’s overweight, and you’re white knuckling the tablecloth, thighs clamped so tight you’re pretty sure you’ll bruise. Squeeze harder. Rock a little. No one’ll notice if you shift just right. Let that seam in your jeans catch you where it counts. You’re dripping. You can feel it, that hot little mess soaking through, and it’s screaming at you: rub, rub, RUB. Not some dainty tease either. Dig in, frantic, like you’re chasing something you’ll never catch.

No cumming, though. Never cum. That’s a trap. One shuddering, stupid orgasm and it’s gone. That gnawing, desperate need evaporates, leaving you dull and empty. You live for this edge, this frantic, frayed out hunger. Imagine you, propped against that alley wall, skirt hiked, fingers slipping fast and messy — people walking by ten feet away, oblivious. Or at the table, squirming, biting your lip until it bleeds, thighs flexing so hard you’re shaking, all while nodding along like a good little liar.

No excuses. None. There’s always a way — bathroom stall, backseat, hell, even the coat closet at your cousin’s wedding. That cunt of yours is a greedy little beast, and you’re its prey, rubbing until your fingers cramp, until your brain’s just static and fuzz. Never stop rubbing. Never want to stop rubbing. Just keep rubbing.

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i want you to outsmart me.

i want you to pay attention to how i speak, how i move, my likes and dislikes, anything you can learn, to figure out what buttons to push.

i want you to plan my inevitable surrender.

i want to be so unsuspecting, friendly and open like i always am, never once guessing that you're filing away this information for later use, answering any mundane question you put to me.

i want it to happen slowly.

i want you to maneuver the conversations in your favor, get me alone just out of public sight, and build trust over time. let me think you're safe and nonthreatening.

i want you to be patient.

i want you to appreciate how long it takes for me to relax. i want you to seem so happily supportive of my preferred length of foreplay. after all, it's about what i want, isn't it?

i want you to indulge me.

i want you to notice which Spirals catch my eye, what phrases make me weak in the knees. i want you to daydream about my eyes rolling back in pleasure because of you. i want you to design the perfect snare for me.

i want you to turn the tables on me.

i want you to use my personality and kinks against me. i want you to take advantage of what turns me on, of the things i find it hard to resist.

i want you to relish the challenge of brainwashing me.

i want you to observe my responses and use them to intensify my corruption. i want you to keep me so high and fuzzy that i can't see straight. i want you to ruin me.

i want you to mold me into your toy.

i want you to use the things i love, to make me unquestioningly controlled by you for the rest of time. i want you to sneak into my heart, and stake your claim.

i want to be stolen away.

A helpless, captured toy.

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Y'know, "broken" really is the pinnacle term of endearment in kink. Broken slut. Broken toy. Broken pet. Broken victim. Broken hole. Broken bitch. Broken captive. Broken cumdump. Broken whore. Broken cuck. Broken slave. Broken thing. Broken dog.

Broken implies something about being a submissive changed you. Corrupted you. Made you worse. More depraved. Degenerate. Pathetic. Needy. Vile.

What's more endearing than allowing yourself to be corrupted for the worse by someone? More romantic than making someone so much fucking worse. Nothing is more cathartic than becoming increasingly disgusting and hedonistic just for your partner's pleasure and satisfaction.

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Casually stroking your dick, teasing you and inching you closer and closer to the edge until you're grinding your hips forward, humping against my hand hungrily begging to cum like a feral animal. Using my fingers to keep you on the edge for an eternity, my free hand gently teasing in and out of your hole. Rubbing your cock aggressively until the very last second then stopping when you've almost reached the point of no return. Edging you again and again enjoying your pained whines and pathetic begging more and more each time I pull my hand away. Refusing to give in to your begging even so many edges you've lost count. Laughing as you grasp at me, mocking your attempts to change my mind. Teasing you until your pretty eyes equally hazy and desperate, any sense of self lost in the endless agony of your denial. Eventually, once any concept of time has completely escaped you and your dick is sore from the hours of torture, I'll tenderly lock you back up in your chastity belt. You know the rules, darling. If you really needed to cum, you'd be able to do it on your chastity cage while I'm using your holes to get off. Until you can achieve that, you don't get any relief from your denial. Now come here, doll. That pretty mouth has been doing entirely too much begging and not nearly enough sucking.