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healing my mommy issues one "thank you, mom!" at a time : )

[grimoirevice]

Devotion

(cw: hypnotic elements, feralbreaking)

I scowled at the affini, trying again to yank my hands out of the leather and rope bindings. No good; they were firmly attached to the O-ring on the ceiling, a thick line connecting from that down to my outstretched wrists. I couldn't move from the spot, as there was a similar setup keeping my feet in place as well.

"What, that all you got? Going to tire me out from standing all day and hope I'll break?" I rolled my eyes and growled, "I'll never break."

"Perhaps you would, or perhaps not." The affini smiled, resting her head in her palm as she watched my struggling. "Fortunate for you that this is merely the beginning of what I have in mind, then."

Next came a metal rod that spread my ankles wide, cold to the touch and jangling with every kick I attempted.

"But not just to break you."

Then came her claws, cleanly and efficiently tearing through cloth as easily as air. I shivered as the air hit skin, and felt my face warm as she stopped once more to gaze at me.

"I want to show you how it feels to love me."

Yet still, she wasn't done.

A pair of strange cups that attached to my nipples.

A strange harness of rope, worn around my waist and thighs. A strange tool was attached, the tennis ball-sized head pressed directly against my...well.

A blindfold, leather on one side and soft smooth fabric on the other, cutting off any trace of light as it perfectly sat on my face.

Several injections from her vines, each one a slight prick of pain.

And finally...a thick pair of headphones, snuggly covering my ears.

There was a soft *click*, and then her voice came through.

"Now I have you where I want you. Well....almost. In a moment, I am going to leave you, but I will be turning on a few of the devices. You'll figure out the rest soon enough."

"I...what?" I was rewarded for my question with a stinging pinch on my nipples, causing me to suck in air through clenched teeth.

"That stung!" Another pinch, sharper this time.

"Welcome, petal. Are you ready for your maintenance?"

I stayed silent.

"Good! Why don't we get started, then.

"Your name is toy."

I clenched my teeth and hissed, "Fuck you."

Pinch. "Your name is toy."

I scowled. It pinched me again when I didn't respond.

"Your name is toy."

"Go fuck yourse-OW!" It was much harder this time, enough to have me twist in pain. The drugs she had given me had only multiplied my sensitivity, and even these pinches were already driving me insane.

"Your name is toy." Pinch.

"Your name is toy." Pinch.

"Your name is toy." Twist.

"ALL RIGHT, FINE!" I bellowed out, unable to keep going. Anything to stop the pain.

Silence for a beat, a moment. Then, "Your name is toy."

"My..." I swallowed, wishing I was anywhere but here. I breathed, "My name is...toy."

"Good toy." The vibrator increased in intensity, pulses of pure pleasure spiking up my spine and knocking the breath out of me in whimpers and whines. It felt too good, it felt too good.

The burst continued for a few more seconds, then lowered to a barely more reasonable level. I thrashed, trying to escape, trying to do anything, but-

"Your full name is toy Lysilla, Third Floret."

I felt it. I felt the urge to just agree. I didn't want to feel the pain again. I knew it wouldn't stop until I gave in, now.

I still remained silent.

The next pinch on my nipples tore a white-hot scream from my lips, the searing pain causing my legs to give out, hanging limply from my wrists.

"Your full name is toy Lysilla, Third Floret."

"My f-full name...oh, god...my full name is toy Lysilla, Third...Floret." I felt pinpricks of tears soak into the fabric of the blindfold at the words. I almost didn't realize I was saying them.

"Good toy."

The pleasure rushed back in a flood, the pinching and twisting on my nipples changing to soft kisses of cool soothing harmony. I moaned before I could stop myself.

"You are a toy." Why did her voice have to sound so...so nice?

"I'm a toy."

"Good toy. you are my toy." Why was she even doing this? I had nothing to tell her, nothing to offer.

"i am your toy." Fuck, I could feel my control slipping. I needed to...i needed...

"Good toy. A Good toy obeys."

"A Good toy obeys." i needed more. Stars help me, but i needed more pleasure. It felt far better than it had any right to be. my hips moved on their own, thrusting in time with the pulses.

"Good toy. A Good toy relaxes."

"A g...a....goodtoyrelaaxxx..."

"Good toy. A Good toy sinks deeper."

My mouth stopped moving, but I repeated the words in my head, and in doing so they were real. I sank like a stone, deeper and deeper down.

"Good toy. A Good toy loves its Owner."

A Good toy loves its Owner.

i felt it. i felt my heart leap at the idea of Her. Of Her smile. Of her voice. She was...She was everything.

"Good toy. A Good toy feels its love build."

It did. It grew and grew, swelling like a symphony, rising like a sunrise, Growing like an old oak tree. i needed more. Love was obedience and obedience was submission and submission was pleasure and i needed more, and so i loved Her more. my pleasure was my passion for Her.

"Good toy. A Good toy is molded to My will."

i loved to be molded by Her. How did She already know? She was just that Good. Good enough for a Good toy to love, which i did with the utmost fervor.

"Good toy. A Good toy..."

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The headphones came off first. The harness second, and the nipple patches third.

She saved the blindfold for last. "Hello, toy."

i stared at her as one did a Goddess, as one did after seeing daylight after decades of darkness. my love for Her had blossomed, just as She had intended. She wanted it, and so it was. And it was Good.

"i love you, Miss Lysilla."

"Of course you do~" She leaned down, taking my head in her palms. i nuzzled into them contentedly.

"And toy? I want you to know that I love you too, for always and forever. More than anyone and anything else in the universe and beyond...

"Enough to ignore what you want, and give you what you need."

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my idea for a perfect trigger: just one tap on your thigh with my index finger. it shouldn't take anything more than that to make you melt ♡ ready and eager to please me~

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i want to wear spiral contacts and have deep, unending forced eye contact with you~ stare into my eyes, forget about everything but me. focus on that feeling while i watch your head become empty and your body become overwhelmed with pleasure and lust. uh oh.. you're falling into a trance again~ ♡

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asking "do you like that?" or "does that feel good?" and expecting an answer, even though reeeeally i don't need one. i know it feels good. i can tell by your cute little cries of pleasure and the drool leaking out of you...

you barely have the brain power to even beg for more at this point, but i'm still going to make you try your best to whimper out a little response.

tell me it feels good. say "yes" when i ask. beg for more, say "please", say "thank you mommy." try to use your words for me. keep stuttering like that... how embarrassing, little pet! you're an overstimmed brainless mess for me and i love it~

you think you're lost now? just wait. i'm going to make you sink deeper and deeper. you're going to forget everything but this. you'll feel completely naked without your little collar on.

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awww, what's the matter, honey? can't think of anything? can't use your words? well that's okay! i know you well enough to just be able to tell what you need ♡

you don't need your brain anymore... and really, you don't need those clothes either. easier access for me means more feeling good for you! all i need is your soft little whimpers and cries to tell me to keep going and nothing else. you don't have to talk~ that's too much thinking, isn't it? poor thing... you just wanna feel good.

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I want to wear pretty lingerie and wait by the door so that the second you get home from work you can pull my panties down around my ankles and use me right there in the hallway <3

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rb to hold prev so close and pet them and tell them they're doing so good.............

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I was thinking about this the other day. Sometimes people call their partner "my other half" or "my better half" implying that they aren't a full person if they're alone.

Am I like, 1/5th of a person when I'm not with my partners? The concept sounds silly in a poly context.

Anyway, I love kissing several women!!!!

And cute enbies!

yippee!!!

I think monogamy is really weird actually

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UV drippin

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bottoms when

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yall got any ideas for what chainmail thing i should make next?

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it’s okay to have clumsy and awkward sex and it’s actually really common

the ability to laugh while you’re lying tangled and naked together bc you realize just how silly something is is really really intimate and trusting, and it’s the best feeling to be like that with someone and to be relaxed

it happens with long-term partners, it happens on hookups, and it’s rarely as bad as it’s always made out to be, except we usually think it’s bad we're told that’s not how sex is supposed to go. but that’s not true. 

it can still be passionate and intimate while being messy and clumsy, absolutely. you don’t need to “perform well.” sex isn’t a show: it’s about feeling good. sometimes it takes experimenting to figure out what feels good, and fumbles and awkward moments and laughter is all just part of it. sometimes that’s a huge part of the fun.

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This pride month, I'm getting my boobs touched by a cute trans girl who calls me Little Sis.

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Subs who get giggly and shy and try to cover their faces and go "stoppp oh my god" as they're laughing and look at you like you're the only thing they worship and melt when you touch them and buck their hips into your hands and make little mewling whimpers all "pleasepleaseplease" and "it feels so good", unable to control themselves. Send post

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found this cool branch in the woods. i want to mount it but i need to make sure it's clean before i nail it anywhere.

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I love being called puppy,,,,,

one of my partners calls me "silly puppy" whenever I do something a little dumb

it makes it a lot easier to be okay with making mistakes when, instead of being scolded, I'm just called a silly puppy

wanna be called puppy in mundane situations, “thank you puppy” when i do you a favor, “pretty puppy” when i show off my outfit, “c’mere puppy” when asking to cuddle