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It’s always so adorable to see a silly feminist rationalize her corruption with: "Oh it’s just a fantasy, edging my holes sore to degrading porn for hours totally won’t fuck up my brain".

It just feels too good to stop, hm? 🥰💕

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Exactly correct.

confession: i can feel myself getting dumber as a coping mechanism more and more, i catch myself blanking out while listening to ppl talk, what should i do about this?

Sexualise it and push it further

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Addiction can be fun.

need some hypnosis so much! right now and forever! its a fever burning inside of me, a need, a drug i miss!

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I mmade thiis andd I luuv rubbingg whiile I lissten, it feelss so guud ommgg...

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watching

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It can be quite taxing, but enjoyable.

When I say break me, I really mean BREAK me

I want to be so brainwashed that my every thought is you

I want to be so wet and horny but be unable to touch because you haven't given me permission to yet

I want my idle moments to be filled with memories of how I was a whimpering mess for you

I want to work towards a goal of just being the perfect girl for you

I want to be so dependent on you that I get sad when you're not with me

I want to be owned by you

I want to be your good girl

I want to be your filthy little slut

I want to be your brainwashed toy

I want to be your mindless toy

I want to be obedient

I want to be dumb

I want to be needy

I need to be needy

I need to be empty

I need to be blank

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It's so beautiful.

god my owner telling me to edge if i don’t have anything i need to do has fucked my pathetic brain so fucking hard. i don’t have any hobbies except edging. that’s good for me. i’m a dumb fleshlight who will never cum again and i need to edge for my owner constantly. i’m putting things off to the literal last minute and only one thing has been turned in late but god. the closer i push it the better i feel. whenever i even have a second that i’m not doing something my pussy starts aching and telling me i should rub her bc owner said so and i can’t disobey them. i can’t control my need to edge and that’s a good thing. thank you owner for making me this way

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Truth

remember to keep your toys edged so there charged for you to use 💕💕

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It's been a while since I opened up slots for a slavecation

need a vacation where I'm a sex toy

I'm kept naked and denied and every aspect of my life is controlled for someone else's pleasure. All my holes are in constant, aching use. My dick is tortured and pumped and edged.

I don't want to think or breath or move without feeling utterly owned and degraded

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Hypnosis makes every kind of play so much more visceral and interactive. Blurring the lines between fantasy and reality together so finely there's barely a difference anymore.

If kink was fire, adding hypno makes it thermite.

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Marley Falls Into Old Habits

When the dildo sank into Marley's sopping cunt it felt just like coming home. Her lips parted in amazement, her eyes went wide and sightless with remembered pleasure, and before she knew it she was gasping, "Good girls don't think," right along with the voice on the screen as her masturbation settled into the delectable rhythm she recalled so well. Marley fell into deep and drowsy trance almost before she knew it, her mind so perfectly trained by years of self-conditioning that the act of thoughtlessness was pure reflexive instinct to her now. Within moments, her pussy was drooling all over the silicone shaft and the mattress beneath her while she plummeted effortlessly into obedience.

She'd tried to tell herself it wasn't a relapse, but that was back when she still had a mind to think with--now that Marley was deeply hypnotized, she understood exactly how badly she'd been craving this exact kind of powerful conditioning and also how hard she'd been struggling against the urges that now claimed her. All the rationalizations that led her both away from and back to her favorite hypnosis files had evaporated, leaving Marley with a single inescapable truth: She wanted to be a dumb horny slut without a brain in her empty little head. She wanted to slide down the greased pole inside her mind straight into carefree vapidity and repeat, "Good girls don't think," while her cunt throbbed with indolent bliss.

And of course that embarrassed her, even though in practical terms she didn't have anyone to submit to and the only downside to literally masturbating herself stupid was a few lost hours that would probably have otherwise gone to binge-watching cooking shows or playing her favorite video games. Marley was supposed to be a systems analyst for a Fortune 500 company, not a braindead slut who spread her pale thighs and plunged a thick silicone cock into her pussy while chanting, "Good girls don't think," in a state of mindless rapture. Giving in to her urges felt like an admission that something was terribly wrong with the life she'd chosen for herself and not simply another form of stress relief.

But the Marley who was embarrassed, like the Marley who kept telling herself that maybe next time she'd find something else to jill off to while not actually making a resolution because that would make her feel so much weaker when she inevitably broke it, was numbed into brainless silence by the swirling spiral on the screen and the voice that kept whispering seductively to her, "Good girls don't think." And every time she chanted along with it, Marley got wetter and wetter until her mind and body drifted along in a perpetual state of orgasm, a pleasure so deep and profound that she forgot about shame or guilt or anything but cumming her brains out for the imaginary Master in her head.Marley sometimes daydreamed in her more lucid moments about someone in her life discovering her triggers and mantras and using them against her, but not now. She was too deep for that now.

Eventually she snapped out of it, woken from her reverie by the rumbles of her stomach reminding her that brainwashed sex slaves needed to eat too. Marley dropped the toy in the sink to clean later, simultaneously ashamed and astonished by the size of the wet spot on her mattress, and went looking for something to fix for dinner… and if a little voice in the back of her head lingered on for a while with, "Good girls don't think," she at least managed to ignore it.

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Practice makes perfect.

the idea of training myself to be a better slut is so fucking hot

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Brainwashing has made the anime, e-girl, pornographic “aheago face” irresistible and an instant turn on for me.

I know it was the brainwashing because I used to feel so disgusting and embarrassed seeing anyone else make that face.

On top of that, I had also never once wanted to try it for myself.

Why? Shame. Humiliation. Objectification.

I thought the blissfully twisted expression was only made for show to get incel porn junkies off, and I never considered that the slut offering up their willing mouth and dumb face had an even greater incentive.

Until recently that is, when I can’t stop making that sexy broken face. I can’t stop rubbing to myself making such a stupid and slutty expression.

It breaks my brain so good to see myself like that after years of proudly condemning any woman who let her tongue beyond her lips.

Moral of the story, stop judging until you try it for yourself, y’know. Only rule out aheago once you’ve rubbed to it and trialed it for hours, but I mean at that point it only feels good, right?

That’s right! It feels so right to stick your tongue out and drool for nothing in particular doll face <3. I mean, we can’t rule out the possibility that you’re imagining offering yourself up to a cock that isn’t there… I won’t tell anyone.

Actually, I’m doing the same thing so we shouldn’t put too much thought into it…

It’s just natural to find the act of aheago incredibly pleasing, sexy, and arousing, and It’s totally not because you spent too long edging your brain away to it.

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Beautiful.

Edging is ecstasy.

I mean, you don't really want to stop, do you? Programming is pleasure after all

i dont wanna stop i dont wanna resist i wanna lay in bed all day programming and edging and being used and being used and programing is pleasure yess

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The great thing about you posting your tits is that it reminds you that you are porn.

No discussion about it, no denial or argument, every time you post them it reinforces that fact.

So keep bouncing and posting for us porn.

fuck

I am porn

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Practice makes perfect.

im better edged, porn makes me docile and stupid and better

tongue out brain off edge more and more and more

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Be a happy slut