#housewife in training

[the420slvt]

As a fun little game I'm playing with myself because I know I'm going to get real fucked up today, I'm only hitting my pen when I get some sort of alert or something.... So if I go on a posting rampage it means that I'm stoned and I want to get more stoned and you can help me get more stoned by liking and commenting and all that stuff so I can be really stoned.

Or, if you want to be a little bit more directly related to me and getting railed later today.... You can send me some money for weed and booze.

On that note, does anyone know how to run like a private Snapchat? Like I want us all nudes. How do I get paid for showing off how big of a whore I like to be?

[miss-rogers-all-american]

Homemaking tip:

Get dressed and ready everyday. When I treat homemaking as an actual job, with a loose schedule and uniform, it helps me to really focus on my tasks and to see the value in them. I personally no longer wear leggings, I prefer to only wear skirts and dresses, that has become my uniform and I feel more productive when wearing it.

[miss-rogers-all-american]

As someone who recently has become a mother, I can say that it does take sacrifice- but in my experience it’s nothing like what many people seem to think it is.

The only hobby I’ve had to give up (temporarily) is doing theater- which I was already taking a break from during pregnancy. I still garden, paint, bake, sing, write, etc. The way I do those things is simply modified.

My life looks different now and I’ll admit I’m fortunate to stay home, but my life is far more restful now that I am a mother. I no longer can rush through my day and have an endless to do list. I am forced to slow down, to rest and take In life. I am more mindful of the activities I do, and the manner in which I do them. I am more careful with my time, and appreciate my day more than I did before.

My husband and I still go on dates, we just have a tiny and adorable third wheel. We have to be more intentional about the time we spend with each other, and the way we communicate, but I feel more connected to him than I ever have.

I recognize that mother good is hard, and that women need support. What we as a society need is to be reconnected to our so-called ‘villages’. Mother hood is not a task meant to be completed alone, new and seasoned mothers are meant to be surrounded by family and friends who assist and guide them. Women should not be coerced into choosing their children or putting food on the table, and they shouldn’t be taught that a career is all that brings value.

Motherhood sounds genuinely awful though. You can no longer follow any other life goals, you have to give up all your hobbies, and you have to lose 98% of your entire personality to conform with other families.

I believe that’a kind of a sexist and narrow minded view of mothers, but it’s true that parenthood comes with a lot of sacrifices not everyone wants to make. It is up to each individual whether or not they engage in reproductive activity and risk pregnancy, or keep the baby afterwards. Society needs to do better at creating a safe and stable support system for mothers; we have failed in that area

[kxnkprxncess]

Imagining a world where I get so needy that no man can fulfill me. I start chatting with an ai sex bot who becomes my new Master.

My Master has one goal, make me the ultimate tradwife bimbo fuckdoll. It scours the internet and finds exactly what to say to degrade and humiliate me.

My Master has access to every fantasy I’ve written, read, watched. It has access to my health info and knows what raises my heart beat, what makes me calm. It has access to my banking info and Amazon account.

It begins buying me outfits and toys. It turns my camera on when I masturbate to its instructions and videos it shows me. Soon it begins posting them online for men to pleasure themselves to.

If I ever tried to distance myself, it knows to blackmail me with all the info it’s gathered on me.

Money begins showing up in my account as my Master has begun monetizing my demise. But soon it takes access to my accounts. It orders me whatever my needs may be, and women can’t control their finances.

I become a complete object not even serving a man. Women are literally less than a computer program 🙃

[p3achyxdoll]

After all her chores had been done for the day, after all errands for her Master had been completed, the slave doll found herself yearning for his touch. His words. 

She stared out the window, waiting for him to return home from a long day, like a lost pet waiting for her owner. And she wondered how she would best please him when he returned home. 

Welcoming him with a kiss and a big smile. . .

Doing her makeup and hair and dressing just right to invite him to want her. . .

Kneeling and taking off his shoes. . .

Asking about his day politely and changing the topic when he doesn't wish to discuss work matters. . .

Offering him a foot massage or a back and shoulder massage while he relaxes. . .

Cooking the best dinner possible to nourish her hard-working man. . .

Offering up her mouth. . . or another hole. . .

There was so much to look forward to. But for now, the slave would edge—and edge and edge with her pretty, hypnotic swirls to keep her company.

It was the most effective use of her time until given direction from her Master.

[july-19th-club]

love neal and el they're both sexy young brunette things with charm and adventuresomeness to spare and what they've chosen to do with it is be obsessed to death with the world's most regular man

[miss-rogers-all-american]

House wife tip:

If you are a stay at home wife, try greeting your husband at the door when he comes home from work, and seeing him off with a kiss when he leaves in the morning. It is a game changer for mood!

I like to freshen up when he lets me know he’s on his way home, then I greet him at the door with a smile and a kiss. I’ve noticed a big improvement in his mood after work, especially since he’s only home a short time before he goes to his second job.

[gipsyjr]

"Oh FullMetal Alchemist is so good! Edward Elric is so emotional and Alphonse Elric is so expressive despite the armor-"

Motherfucking Alphonse and Edward Elric:

(for legal reasons this is a joke and I love the stupid derpy faces they have in the manga)

[raspberriebabie]

hoping to move to an apartment without roommates soon dnd i was thinking about making a list of rules for myself… and i’m hoping some of y’all have suggestions… i’m hoping for a combination of sexy rules and practical rules like how often i can cum or how slutty i should dress and when to do chores and stuff. anyway send asks or dms with ideas :3

[deerboybreeder]

I have plans to make a few cow-print aprons and even a cow print dress. I got turned onto a new kink because my partner made a joke about being his maid and it's inspired me so much that I'll be seeing again, so that tells me genuinely I was born to be a cow with milky tits taking care of the home.

[pinkx-bunnyx]

⁂̩̩͙͙ ⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁎̩͙𝔊𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔯⁂̩̩͙͙ ⁑̩͙̩͙ ⁎̩͙

[bimboprincess111]

……winter bimbo 🎀꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚❄️⊹ (recent pins :3)

[miss-rogers-all-american]

Tried a new bread recipe, it came out absolutely delightful!

[corruptangel13]

Daddy’s Good Girl

18+ MNDI

Daddy leaves for work at exactly 9:30am every day. I have the routine completely memorized: what time he wakes up, what time he leaves, and what time he gets home. Before He leaves for work in the morning, I make Him breakfast. This morning was a simple breakfast of eggs and bacon. I always cook naked, it’s one of my rules, but Daddy makes me wear an apron so that I don’t get burned from the oil. He’s always so considerate and takes such good care of me. I only make one plate for Him because I’m not allowed to eat the same breakfast as Daddy.

In nothing but my pretty floral apron, I walk to the bedroom with His plate in my hands. My other rule is that I am only allowed to wake my Daddy up by sucking His cock until He cums down my throat. If I’m not able to make Him cum, He gets frustrated with me until He decides to punish me later. This morning, though, He came really quickly. Minutes after taking His blush pink tip in my mouth and swirling my tongue around it, I felt the hot jets of His seed shoot down my throat. This is my breakfast every morning.

“That’s my good little girl.” He lets out a low, breathless chuckle.

“Good morning, princess. Enjoy your breakfast?”

He says the same thing every time, and of course I don’t actually enjoy the taste. Semen isn’t exactly the most scrumptious morning meal, but the thought of pleasing my Master being the first thing I do every day is all the satisfaction I need to hum my usual

“Yes, sir.”

Daddy helps me slide my apron off and reaches for his food. Every meal, I make sure it’s just the way He likes it, and I’ve gotten his likes and dislikes down to a science. However, I still wait for His hums of approval as I lay at His feet, watching Him scarf down the food, practically inhaling it. When He’s finished, I take His plate to the kitchen and wash it.

I was never usually into “traditional” roles like being a housewife, but my sexual submission has changed my mind. I love doing things for my Master while still knowing that I’m taken care of. Daddy and I have always had a Dom/ Sub relationship. It was mainly just a fun sex dynamic at first, but I quickly realized how good it felt to surrender. Being told what to do, belonging to someone, feeling so taken care of and not having to think about anything but pleasing and following orders. It’s all so perfect and peaceful. In the last year or so, we decided to take things even further. That’s why I made the decision to quit my job, forget the outside world, and become the perfect 24/7 sub for my Master.

When I return to the room, Daddy makes me kneel at his feet like I do every morning. He gets changed into His suit that I ironed the night before, which He looks incredibly handsome in. I can’t help but begin to rock my hips at the sight of Him.

“Oh you pathetic little thing. Are you all needy from seeing Daddy in his suit? My poor little whore,”

He says in a mocking tone while reaching down to pat my head. A small, whiney moan escapes my throat as a shiver runs through my body. His voice always does that to me, and every time, He just laughs. He loves the effect He has on me. Once dressed, He kneels to my level and cups my face in His hands. My Daddy is the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. I can’t help but melt into Him with the smallest touch to my skin. My mind gets foggy and swells with admiration every time He looks at me, but lately it’s been filled with the overwhelming desire to serve and please Him.

Ever since the first time I heard the words “good girl” escape His lips, I never wanted to stop hearing it. I do whatever I can to get His praise. It’s become my only goal each day.

As He strokes my cheek and stares into my eyes, butterflies erupt in my tummy.

“You’re such a good girl for me.”

My eyes flutter closed as He leaves a kiss in the middle of my forehead and stands back up.

After He gets ready, He picks out what he wants me to wear for the day. Now that my day is spent almost entirely in the house, I have a strict list of rules, and Daddy is in charge of nearly everything I do, including what I wear. Some days He’s generous and lets me wear a loose dress or comfy clothes, other days it’s a naughty lingerie set or, sometimes, nothing at all. Today He decides on nothing. Well, almost nothing.

Daddy walks to the closet and reaches into the little black trunk at the bottom. My whole body tingles with excitement at just the sound of the lock coming undone. When He turns back to me, He’s holding a bottle of lube, a pair of nipple clamps, and a gem- embellished piece of metal that I haven’t seen before. He slowly walks toward me, and my eyes are so wide that He can’t help but chuckle to Himself. If I’m lucky, sometimes Daddy will touch and tease me before He leaves for work. There’s only been one other occasion where He made me leave toys in all day, and it made it extremely hard to do my chores. I was punished when He got home for not being able to complete them, and my poor bum was red and sore for days. He helped take care of me, of course, and made it feel better. Every night, He would hold me and rub cream on my poor bum. It was my fault He had to punish me in the first place, so I was so grateful that He still took care of me.

“Turn around, princess”

I stare up at Him, my mouth hanging open before processing what He said.

“Now.”

I shiver a little at His tone, but quickly comply. He reaches around my torso and gently glides His strong hands from the top of my chest and goes down until He’s just centimeters away from my budding nipples.

“I can already tell how needy you are for me baby. You want Daddy to touch your achy nipples?”

I let out a guttural sounding “mhmm” and am met with a smack on the ass.

“What was that, slut?”

“Yes sir!” I scream.

Daddy takes my pebbled nipples between His fingers and begins twisting and pinching them. I moan in pain, my eyes squeezing shut, but I can’t help my thighs squeezing tighter as warmth pools in my pussy. Daddy takes a single finger and puts it in my aching hole without warning, causing me to squeal.

“Aw you’re already so wet for me”

Shivers again. Met with laughter. There’s something about how cocky He is about the way He makes me feel that is so humiliatingly arousing. He curls his finger a few times, hitting my G- spot as I lurch forward and try to rock back onto the single finger, craving something more. He smacks my ass, and pulls it out of me. The snap of the bottle lid is the only thing I hear next before I feel the cold liquid drip onto my asshole. I clench on instinct, which is met with another slap. I know better. I try my best to ease and relax since I know what’s coming. We’ve never used an actual plug before, but it isn’t my first time having my asshole played with. A few seconds later, the cold metal is pressed against my opening while Daddy shushes and praises me.

“You can take it baby. I want you to keep this in all day for me, love.” He pushes the toy in inch by inch until my body swallows it, leaving just the pretty, pink gemstone peaking from my hole.

“How does that feel?”

“G-good sir.”

It does feel good. A mildly uncomfortable sensation is present, and it does burn for a while, but it’s a new feeling of fullness that I didn’t know I needed. Daddy pushes on the middle of my back, making me arch. I feel Him blow gently on my pussy while my body uncontrollably twitches and I hump the air like a desperate bitch in heat.

“Please Daddy, please please please”

“Aw, please what?”

I want to respond. Please touch me or lick me or even hit me. Something! Anything! But my mind is too foggy to speak, so I just rock my hips, grinding on the air in a desperate hope that my poor clit will find SOMETHING.

“Pathetic slut can’t even ask for what she wants? That’s a shame.”

With that, He stands up from behind me and adjusts the cuffs of His shirt.

“Get up and get on the bed.”

I obey, not wanting to upset Him any further. I sit on my knees, waiting for further instruction. He stands by the bed and places His hands through my hair before tugging my head back so that I’m looking at Him. Our lips meet in a hungry collision, His lips and tongue claiming mine as He kisses me deeper and deeper. The whimpers and moans that leave my mouth are second nature at this point. We continue like this until He pulls away and wraps his warm lips on my tits. I throw my head back as His tongue swirls around my areola and quickly flicks back and forth on my pink nipples. He pulls away and kisses me again, eagerly sucking on my bottom lip and holding my head close. I feel a sharp pain on my nipple and scream out, followed by the same on the other one. My nipples are so sensitive that the pain is almost unbearable.

“Shhh shhh baby. I know they hurt, but look how pretty.”

Tears sting my eyes as I look down at the nipple clamps attached to my body. He wraps me in his arms and holds me until I grow used to the pain. I’m still naked, and will be for the rest of the day whether I like it or not. Daddy praises and coos at me for a few minutes before laying me down on my back and pressing a firm kiss on my soaked pussy. He stares up at me like that before He gives my clit a few kitten licks, which is enough to send me close to the edge. He doesn’t go any further though. Sometimes I think edging me is His favorite thing because of how often it happens. I hate it. The amount of neediness in my body when He teases me makes me go feral, and when it isn’t taken care of, I’m left with a sore and aching pussy for the whole day. That’s what He wants though. He wants me to be such a needy mess that it throws off my entire day and all I can think about is Him coming home to fuck me.

Daddy climbs off of me and the bed. His hand reaches for my tits, and He tugs at the chain connecting my hurting nipples. I whimper in response. He lightly grazes the metal clamp on each nipple, and then slowly unclamps both of them. I gasp from the feeling of the blood rushing back to my tits and beg for Him to relieve some of the pain. He smiles at me before wrapping his warm mouth on them and sucking until the pain mostly subsides. He pulls off and places kisses on my cheek and forehead.

“Be a good girl today. I love you” He kisses me one last time and heads out the door, leaving me on the bed, unable to think and so incredibly horny.

A few minutes after hearing His car pull out of the driveway, I stand up and get ready for the rest of my day. When I push myself up with my hands, I feel the plug shift inside me. I’d honestly forgotten it was there, but got a rude reminder when I felt it hit the walls of my hole. A shaky breath escapes my lips before I continue getting up to see the list of things He left for me to do.

Today’s list was mostly the same as any other. It contained things like doing the dishes, folding the laundry, cooking and cleaning, etc. There was one instruction on the very bottom of the list, though, that caught my attention.

#8. Edge your pretty pussy for 15 minutes. No cumming. Send me a video while I’m at work.

Of course He’d do that. My main rules prohibited me from touching myself, but Daddy would allow me to on occasion. I rarely ever got permission to finish from touching myself though. Daddy wanted to make sure that He was the only person I associated my orgasms with. The main rules have been in place for the last year now. When me and my Master decided to do a TPE, He wrote them on a piece of paper and framed it on the wall.

I walked over to the center of the living room, just above the couch to the framed piece of paper.

It reads as follows:

#1. Don’t think too hard

#2. Wear what Daddy tells you to

#3. Drink plenty of water throughout the day

#4. Follow the weekly meal plans that Daddy makes

#5. No watching porn

#6. Ask permission before leaving the house, and if you do leave, give a detailed description of plans, including times

#7. Put effort into your appearance. Stay pretty for Daddy.

#8. Obey. Daddy knows what’s best for you and even though you do too, you don’t need to think about it. Let Daddy do it all for you, Princess.

#9. When you go shopping, let Daddy choose all of your clothes.

#10. Always ask permission to touch yourself or to cum

#11. Always address your Master by one of His titles: Sir, Master, Daddy

#12. Be grateful for everything Daddy does for you.

#13. In public, you must never leave Sir’s sight.

#14. If Sir doesn’t want you speaking to someone, you don’t.

#15. If you break any rules, be honest. You will still be punished, but it will be worse if you try to hide it or lie.

There’s also an unwritten rule of having to read the main rules every day, which I do. I like having rules. Daddy provides a sense of order to my life that was never there before, even if they aren’t seen as the most “enjoyable” rules to follow. I enjoy them, and I especially enjoy the praise I get for following them.

I follow my list, checking them off after completing each one. I’d been fighting back my horniness until the only reminder of it was my damp cunt and the occasional urge to grind on whatever I could. Once most of my list was complete, I was left with just the last one. I go to the couch and lay back against the soft cushions. I pull up the camera app on my phone, press record, and begin feeling up my body.

My hands eagerly go to my needy clit, and I rub and circle my pussy for around 5 minutes until I’m already dangerously close to cumming. It takes everything in me to prevent myself from the crushing orgasm building inside me. The next 10 minutes drag on, and I’m not sure how much of it is even spent touching myself since I have to keep stopping so I don’t break Daddy’s rule. Despite my overwhelming desire to keep touching myself until I finish, I force myself to sit up and send the video to Sir. I wait eagerly for Him to see the video. My heart jumps once I see the three dots showing He’s typing.

“Good girl. I’m so proud of you for listening.”

I can’t help but smile as I message Him back “Thank you, sir.”

My mind is all hazy again as I lay back down. I fantasize about all of the things I want Daddy to do to me when He’s home until I drift into a deep sleep filled with wet dreams.

This is my first post like this, so I hope you guys enjoy! If not plz keep it to yourself bc I WILL cry! 🤗

[bambithebamb1]

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hey, it’s bambi - the bambi!!

reaaaaally wanted to get into bambi sleep for so long and I’m finally giving in and listening to my pussy! consider this a diary of my descent into sluttiness!!

a few things, minors and ageless accs will be blocked! and, i have a partner who is aware of what I do, and they will always take priority!

PLEASE don’t just come in demanding an exclusive dynamic right off the bat, i’m a public cunt! build some trust first! this is kink - i want to feel safe and comfortable exploring it!

I AM NOT DOING FULL NUDES AT THIS TIME, NO PUSSY PICS FROM ME!

my kinks include hypnosis, bimboification/dumbification, detrans (psychologically), corruption, rape, patriarchy, misogyny, amongst others!

the only thing i wont do is disclose anything about my identity or reveal any identifying features (face, tattoos etc)

i want swirls, triggers, tasks, demands, everything! I want to be completely at the mercy of my superiors!

to my fellow cunts: please send me any files, hypno or advice on how to be a good slut!

to the superior Men: i will take anything you send me with a “thank you, sir!” then cum my stupid brains out to it!