‘I am nothing but an obedient, brainless, fuckable object.’ Say it until you believe it.” “From now on, when you hear:‘Open, toy’,Your body responds automatically.Mouth, legs, mind — open.Open and dripping with need.Because you’re not a person.You’re an obedient, degraded…
Cynful Confessions: Blasphemy He came to my altar in a suit—tight around the neck, stiff in the pants. I laughed when he knelt, kissed my heels like a good little worshipper. His hands were shaking. I could smell the shame…
Eyes closed.Mouth shut.Mind silenced. You don’t speak unless told to.You don’t think unless given permission.You’re a filthy little toy, sissy doll here to be used. Breathe in through that pathetic, needy mouth…And feel every breath strip you of identity. With…
I hogtied you with bows and called you my cuddle toy. Want to hear how I ruined your mind with edging and glitter lube?
Her skin prickled at the challenge, but she forced a sultry smile, leaning close enough that her breath grazed his ear. “I’m not here to crawl, Julian. I’m here to take what’s mine.” His chuckle was low, a rumble that…
‘I am nothing but an obedient, brainless, fuckable object.’ Say it until you believe it.” “From now on, when you hear:‘Open, toy’,Your body responds automatically.Mouth, legs, mind — open.Open and dripping with need.Because you’re not a person.You’re an obedient, degraded…
Cynful Confessions: Blasphemy He came to my altar in a suit—tight around the neck, stiff in the pants. I laughed when he knelt, kissed my heels like a good little worshipper. His hands were shaking. I could smell the shame…
Eyes closed.Mouth shut.Mind silenced. You don’t speak unless told to.You don’t think unless given permission.You’re a filthy little toy, sissy doll here to be used. Breathe in through that pathetic, needy mouth…And feel every breath strip you of identity. With…
I hogtied you with bows and called you my cuddle toy. Want to hear how I ruined your mind with edging and glitter lube?
Her skin prickled at the challenge, but she forced a sultry smile, leaning close enough that her breath grazed his ear. “I’m not here to crawl, Julian. I’m here to take what’s mine.” His chuckle was low, a rumble that…