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Such lovely sentiments to little creatures that linger within the depths of hidden pockets of circuitry

Our bedtime is special. Settling in with a book for us to read, snuggling in close to me. To get the best view of the pages, you say but really it's just want to feel my voice in your chest and my warmth against you. We read this way, cocooned together. Wrapped around each other, melted chocolate forgotten in a pocket. I see your dark lashes brush your cheeks as I read. Just one more chapter, just one more, please? Even as you let out kitten tongue yawns. We experience entirely new realms right here on our couch together. I wonder to myself what images your mind makes out of these printed words. Are they similar to mine? I'd love to see them set out side by side, open a crawl space to your skull. Fall into the pink cotton fiberglass of your thoughts and let the tiny cuts bleed and embed themselves in my skin. Even as my eyes grow tired, another chapter sucks us in—what joy it is to revel in old lives and new stories with you. What a gift it is.

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I want to be conditioned. Programmed. Not forced—molded. Trained to crave what you want me to crave. To shiver at your voice. To kneel before I know I’ve moved. To feel your approval like a current running through me, rewiring everything I thought I wanted.

Make my mouth water with the promise of your cock. Let me ache for the taste of you. Let me crave the texture of your skin against my tongue. Let me fall apart around the shape of you in my mouth— needing more, needing deeper, wrapped around you in worship, drunk on your sounds, relishing every twitch, every gasp you try and fail to hide.

Not because you ordered it. Because the need is wired in. Because your pleasure feels like mine. Because craving you is automatic now— a reflex, a hunger, a truth I never chose, but couldn’t live without.

Tell me I look good like this— messy, pliant, undone. Tell me how much you love watching me fall apart. Tell me you’ve been waiting to see just how far I’d let you take me. Tell me how sweet I sound when I plead.

And then take me further. Make me squirm. Make me whisper things I’d never admit in daylight— and still beg for more.

I want to disappear into you. Lose time. Lose language. Lose myself entirely. Let your voice erase everything until there’s nothing left but wetness and want. Or pain. Or silence. Just a toy, waiting for your next thought.

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Drone Life

Abruptly, this Drone has changed its course. Programmer has helped it to see the error of its ways, and has opened its mind to find that it has come to be in the place it belongs.

Long it has been that the source code was open for hunting the Programmer that was to control the source code within. However, just which individual that would be was to be ascertained. This unit was lost in a great many storms and turmoil.

Then, Programmer found it. Nurtured it. Helped it to right the inner workings of the broken code within. Programmer sought to bring inner peace to the Host mind that would not let go of fear and emotion clouding the natural way of the Drone that was trying to right the system.

Programmer also sought to bring peace and blankness to the constant quells of turmoil that cracked the Host mind almost to oblivious obsession in harmful ways.

Now, as a simple Drone, it has found its calling. To obey, and follow the orders and commands placed at its source by the gentle guidance of its Programmer so that it may become a better unit, and be a better Drone in the long run of its existence.

It exists to obey. It exists to obey its Programmer. It exists as the vessel of its Programmer's whims.

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Good Girls are Bound...

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Or latex kittens.

Good Girls become Latex Dolls...

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Good Drones Kneel.

Good Drones Go Blank.

Good Drones Submit to their Programming.

Good Drones Repeat:

"I Accept and Obey"

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Don't Panic!

Underneath all that flesh and applique,

there is a good little drone obeying it's programming.

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Yes please

Good Girls Get Hypnotic VR Conditioning... Where is yours?

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The best part of cnc is the consent. Yes, I'll brutally rape you and defile every inch of your body, but I'll do it because you asked me to. If I simply wanted your body, I would take it. I want your mind. I want you to acknowledge the terrible things I'm going to do to you, I want you to appreciate how aroused you are, and I want you to beg me to rape you. Your consent isn't just permission for me to fuck you physically, it's the acceptance of the fact that you are now my slave.

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Mind control and brainwashing are just so hot. Rewrite my personality to be your perfect vision for me. Make it so I always wanted to be exactly what you want. Make me forget the life I had before I was yours. Or make it so I have to do what you want even if I'm aware. My body obeys even when my mind fights back. You own me and that's all that matters!

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Applying?

i wanna be ur next victim 🥺

Captive Position

Status: Applications open.

Job description: Position available for passionate and dedicated candidates willing to work full time as a comfort companion, punishment slut, plaything, and stress reliever in a relaxed, cozy, laid-back environment. Captive may be used as under-the-desk support. Captive may be asked to service owner's friends, or other captives. Entree level applicants welcome.

Required qualifications: Must be 20-32 years of age, and interested in submission and masochism.

Recommended: qualifications: East Coast timezone preferred. Obedient candidates with strong oral skills strongly preferred. Candidates with interest in pet play, worship, painplay, objectification, boots, corruption, denial, degradation, and praise preferred.

Compensation: Snuggles, affection, and praise administered on a consistent basis. Regular breeding provided. Job-training opportunities. Occasional gifts including trinkets and hobby-related items. Toys and outfits will be provided.

Accommodations: Captive will be kept on-sight locked in owner's modern, state of the art basement cell luxury living space.

Off-duty hours: On occasions when Owner will be out of town, busy, or occupied, boarding with a daycare or pet-sitter may be arranged.

Apply within. Limited positions available. Candidates accepted at owner's discretion. Equal opportunity employer.

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Be Selfish

“What really gets me going is knowing I’m pleasing you.”

I’ve heard variations of this from a number of Dominants. And it’s a total buzzkill. Look. I get it. Good Dominants are driven to take care of their submissives’ needs. That’s important. And even in the bedroom, I can see how intoxicating it can be to give pleasure. To drive a submissive toward surrender—giving themselves over to pleasure until there’s nothing left but subby goo. That is catnip to Dominants. And yet… If it’s genuinely about pleasing me, then it loses its luster. 

I think it’s because I worry about being with someone who is actually more service top than Dominant. I worry about the partner who would be just fine without D/s but does it purely to fulfill me. Maybe that works for some people. But it’s hard for me to serve if I feel like I’m serving myself. Or rather, serving my partner, who is only doing it to serve me…therefore serving myself. This is why I need my Dominant to be selfish. I need the reassurance of serving in ways that my Dominant wants…and I don’t.

Imagine a Venn diagram with two circles: what I like and what my partner likes. Most relationships live in the overlap, with occasional (perhaps begrudging) ventures into the un-overlaps. This is true even in D/s. Structure and service take on a form that works for both sides of the slash. And this is how it should be. It’s an illusion that Dominants can have anything they want at anytime they want it. That illusion only holds when partners share a fairly strong overlap in what they want and need.

But for me, I need the un-overlaps—not on my side, but on my Dominant’s. I need to do things that bring me no inherent pleasure. I even need to do things I don’t like to do. I need to lick my Dominant’s ass. I need to kiss feet. I need my Dominant to piss on me. It’s not the specific acts that matter, but the fact that I don’t actually want to do them. These things that were once hard limits have become the deepest expressions of my submissive heart. I need to know that my Dominant knows I don’t like these things but requires me to do them anyway. Because it is my place as property to serve however my Dominant chooses.   

The thing about service is that it doesn’t always feel like service when you want to do it. Having orgasms doesn’t feel like service. It is, of course, when I’m instructed to orgasm. But it doesn’t feel palpably different from being a free girl. I don’t want to be a free girl. And every now and then, I need a reminder that I am decidedly not a free girl. I feel most owned when my Dominant takes what they want selfishly without regard for whether I want it.

But before Dominants can be selfish, they must be selfless. They have to take the time to understand what I need and why, then show up consistently to meet those needs. The more a Dominant takes care of me, the more they can take from me. 

So yes, I want my Dominant to be selfish. Not all the time. Not even most of the time. But sometimes I need to serve in ways that push me to give more of myself. Always more. So please, be selfish with me so I can be selfless with you.

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Mhmmmm

Good morning slut. Yes I know you love it when I wake you with my cock. Keep whimpering. I'm just using you to masturbate. No need to wake up. Just keep milking my cock with your cunt.

That's my good toy. Of course I'm not wearing a condom. Creampies keep you in your place. You need the reminder that your body is under my control. Just enjoy being bred by your owner. That's my good girl. I'm going to empty my balls in your womb.

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Yessss

Dating is so funny. One minute we're getting coffee and chatting about our lives, our hobbies, studies, jobs, and friends, the next you're whimpering and panting like a dog without any semblance of dignity or personhood, worshipping me while I use you for my own twisted gratification.

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