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Cannot believe this

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oh u were fantasizing about me?

as you should be

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>> i love him i love him i love him

<3333 he’s so perfect i feel like

i’m going to throw up from pure

adoration<3333 i want to tell him

how beautiful he is i want to

ramble on and on about him until

he realises that what i feel is

beyond just love, it’s worship.

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my favorite prettyboy @fauxyandere ♡

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Aside from that. I’m off to go and get as intoxicated as I can - one day, I’ll be able to rest and enjoy myself while feeling the euphoria and pleasant near tired feeling take over, as I have someone with me in call to both take care of me, and be showered with affection. I’m not often in a loving mood, but I have endless amounts of it while high. THC/alcohol is a wonderful combination for being social with someone Worthy of being in my presence, truly.

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Every day, the temptation to create a cult gets stronger and tests my ability to resist. What a wonderful time it would be. To see how far someone would be willing to go for me - to show how devoted they are to Me. For them to do anything for an ounce of attention in their direction.

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You deserve worshipped as a god and I'd be honoured to give you that. I'd kneel at your alter with an offering of my self to service you however you see fit. May that be carnally or through alternative acts, send me on a goose chase if you must. I bend to your will regardless. Perhaps you'll see through me and take advantage of my selfish motives. They all crave the opportunity to be graced with your attention for even a moment, to feel the warmth of your skin or the taste of your breath. I beg to be at your mercy.

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Oh, my dearest, lovely knight. It is simply rightful for me to worship your body, no? After all, these hands spend every waking moment protecting me. So big and strong, yet so careful with my delicate self. Fingers long and calloused rubbing in all the right places, another proof of how hard you work. The way that you squeeze the handle of your sword reminds me of how heavenly they feel around my throat.

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Just... just make me bow at your feet. Grovel at your presence, become heavy at my knees at the mere sight of your grace, like a deity.

Take complete control of my will and desires with your pretty spiral, making my head spin with the fantasy of being your sorry footstool. Becoming your helplessly addicted slave with the help of your programming. And force me to show my newly implemented loyalty by putting myself in my place.

Please... I-I need you to see how addicted to worship I am, Master. Tell me to obey.

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overstimulating a sub under the guise of it being a sacrifice to Me. hearing them brokenly praying to me through hot tears, thanking their God over and over again for the ability to feel such angelic pleasure, even if it hurts.

you, my darling, know the ability to feel such things is a gift from Me. it was My hands that designed that hard cock between your thighs, that aching hole, that sensitive chest. though even knowing this, the pain and overstimulation of my hands moving the vibrator firmly against you, clouds your judgment, only for a moment. you look to Me, perfect droplets pooling in your eyes, and confess “it hurts, please God.”

i soften my features, as any loving God would if their Devoted cried to them, and mutter, ”my love, would i ever intentionally hurt you beyond what you can handle? has God ever committed such a sin before? answer me, sweet thing.”

my thumb strokes across your cheek, wiping away a few fallen tears, and you answer as you were taught to when asked a question, with a meek, “no, He wouldn’t, ‘m sorry my God.”

i shush you softly, urging you not to voice such silly apologies to me, for there’s no need. your God would never be upset at such a thing as that. i break the news, though, that the sacrifice cannot be over until your cum once more for me, can you do that, Angel?

you, of course, oblige, letting me trace the vibrator between your thighs again. i revel in your gorgeously pathetic whines as my Angel climaxes a final time, all while praying to me nonstop. “thank you God, thank you, thank you for letting me serve You. i’m yours. God.”

i couldn’t ask for a better show of devotion, my love <3

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Build me a shrine and worship me my darling 💕

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take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me take care of me

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“show me” - i love when someone says show me your nails, show me what you ate, show me that piece you wrote. show me everything about you

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first thing I’m doing when we move in together is building a shrine to them

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if you're not obsessed with me I literally don't want you.

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You can call me Io, at least, I will be using that name on this blog. Side blog that I use for NSFT purposes, as well as to ramble on about various fantasies/desires that I have. Information is below the cut.

The usual themes will be the fact that I need worship, devotion, dedication, and much more from a partner - and I’d like to be able to talk freely without getting my main account banned.

I figured it would be worth it to mention that I am intersex. I was originally designated male at birth - but later on in life, hormone and other physical factors made my parents decide to raise me as a girl - despite the fact that I do not have the equipment to pass as one. I generally get seen as a man, but do not mistake that for being cis. I cannot be cis, regardless of identity - but ... with that said, I identify myself as a gay man.

If you’d like, you’re free to ask questions, speak to me, and I am always open to worship. Stalk me, be obsessed, and I may take a liking to you. I’m quite nice to most people, but I do not attach or feel anything for most everybody - until they prove themselves to me. Good luck.

You may ask for my main, if you’re somehow unable to find it, but I may choose not to give it to you if you seem suspicious.

Various tags that I use — #Ideal, for what I would like in a partner - and I will add as I make more.