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Fuck

She hates me

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Oh shit I got caught

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Guys guys I’m flirting with my ex gf rn but she doesn’t know it’s meeeeeee

Best feeling everrrrrr

(This is fiction btw for legal reasons)

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We weren’t supposed to see each other again. You looked too good. Red lipstick, short skirt, that look in your eyes like you already knew you’d ruin me again.

You said, “I’m just here for a drink.” But you leaned into me like you remembered how I used to grab your throat and make you forget your name.

I asked, “Still pretending we’re just friends?”

You laughed. Didn’t answer. By the second drink, your thighs were brushing mine under the table. By the third, you were biting your lip every time I looked at your mouth. So when I whispered “Bathroom. Now.” You didn’t hesitate.

We barely got the door locked. I grabbed your waist, lifted you onto the sink like I still had the right. You gasped but your legs spread instantly.

“You miss me, don’t you?” I muttered against your neck. You rolled your eyes.

So I pulled your panties down with one hand, dragged my fingers through the mess you’d already made of yourself.

“Yeah. You fucking miss me.”

You moaned when I pushed two fingers inside. Loud. Raw. Needy. “Bet he doesn’t make you drip like this.” Your hands clawed at my shoulders. I dropped to my knees.

“Don’t you fucking dare—” you tried to say.

But I had your thighs over my shoulders and my mouth on you before the sentence finished.

You came against my tongue, shaking and cursing like you used to when you were mine. I didn’t stop.

When I stood up and shoved my cock inside, I didn’t ask. Because your body said yes before your lips ever did.“Just one more time,” I said as I fucked you deeper into the mirror.

“Just once more before we pretend this never happened.”

You didn’t answer.

You just moaned my name and came again.

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Now, I’m not saying I’m corrupting you right now, but I’m not saying I’m not, either.

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Keeping him as a pet against his will. At first, he’ll scream, try to fight his chains, attempt to break out of his cage, and lunge at me at every chance.

Well, he just needs to be broken and trained into thinking that his life belongs here, with me.

Attempt after attempt will fall in vain, and the ruthless punishments for his bad behaviors force him into a corner and eventually cause him to stop fighting and listen to my every command. It’s the only way to get it to stop.

Then I’ll be sweet to him, spoil him, let him feel good for once, drug him in subtle ways that make him so slow and gullible that he slowly starts to realize he needs me and why would there ever be a reason to leave? His outside life is so far away. He is almost certain it is long gone, unreachable. Now that he’s a good dog, he’ll be convinced that it’s worth it to stay. He’ll become blind to my abuse and be fixated on the “good”. Even at times when he’s free from the leash and it becomes too much for him, he will find himself unable to escape me. Frozen in place, staring at the door. Telling himself “there will be another chance” before always giving up, locked in a mental cage.

Good boy, your purpose is here with me. Your life is mine, and I will have it no other way.

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the overwhelming feeling of joy when you realize your ex still thinks about you and feels sad

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someone kill me

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Conditioning

Okay so I’m big into psychology, and because of this I do have a particular interest in… conditioning. The moment I realized I can condition my partner, I can’t stop thinking about it… I really want to condition someone. I see that some people condition certain smells or sounds… or even words to turn their partner on. Mabye little actions or little things. Others I see make their crush think of them by texting them at a certain time of day, or consistently giving them their favorite candy whenever they see them, etc. I’d love to to secretly experiment with someone, test them and watch how they change and react… knowing full well I’m probably also changing and reacting with them.

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choking you while I pound you with my strap from behind but not noticing when you stop breathing for real

oh shit….. they died again. lmao gotta bury the body

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Corruption kink but it’s a pretty, little sub corrupting their dom by manipulating them into things they might not ever have dared try before by telling their dom how much they need it.

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Horrible neglectful gf who only looks at you when she rails you

So it’s conditioned you to get aroused when you make eye contact

I’m traumatized lmao no wonder I write this type of stuff

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yeahhh sorry about your virtuous and noble knight. yeah i ensnared her with dark magic and now she serves only me. she can’t hear you, her mind is lost to the pleasurable fog of my enchantment. her once-pure thoughts are totallyyy corrupted. my bad lol

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Don’t flirt with me, I fuck like I own you.

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corruption kink but it’s the sub who is so needy and obedient and good and masochistic and desperate that they just make their partner more and more dominant bc how could you not enjoy such complete submission given so freely?

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New identity? Tsk… real ones know that no identity at all is better.

Bringing you so close to the brink that everything cracks and giving you a new identity while you're broken and vulnerable <3

You're life will be so much better as my little toy~

Any volunteers? ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

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!! This is a work of fiction !!

CW: toxic relationship, corruption, conditioning, smut

You’re hilarious.

You’ve been begging for me to stop for the last hour, your tears pouring out from your eyes…

But the truth is, I haven’t done anything.

I’ve just been sitting here, watching you pathetically fuck yourself on my strap and rub your throbbing clit… making yourself come over and over again.

It’s not my fault you’ve ruined yourself to the point where you get all desperate and wet just from hearing my voice.

Even if I’m just saying something completely innocent, your sick mind just has to go there, huh?

Who’s the victim, you, or me for having to put up with you?

It’s true! I haven’t done anything bad to you for weeks. If you didn’t know better, I’d be a model lover!

But obviously, you’re addicted to how I used to be.

How could you not?

After all, you love the way I used to control everything you do, the way I drew you into a false sense of security, just to break you…

I made you like this, and you can’t stand the fact that I’m acting normal now.

Because… how can you possibly function in a normal relationship? You need the pain, the uncertainty, the lies.

It’s just how you are.

Anyone else would think it’s a tragic story, but I think it’s just what you deserve.

After all, no one else would want you after what you’ve become. You wouldn’t want anyone else either… you’re addicted to me.

Soon your pleas change and you start begging for me to be rougher with you.

“You really haven’t had enough?”

Just as I thought. You want this. You want to fall apart, or rather, you want me to break you beyond repair, because I’m the only one who can fix you.