ironskyfinder

[ironskyfinder]

Panty check

Every morning that she had class, the routine was the same.

Most mornings she woke up before him, his cock throbbing against her, and let herself enjoy being cuddled before waking him up with a slow, languorous blowjob; when he woke up first, the first sensation of her day was his cock stretching one of her holes.

After they made it out of bed, she knelt in the shower to piss - she'd already taken care of him as they were lying in bed, being careful to be the urinal he wanted and to not spill a drop - and he'd eventually join her, and gently wash her hair as she leaned against his thigh. Despite how much it hurt her knees, she loved being so vulnerable and cared for in between all the degradation, and he made sure to remind her every day that she was exactly where she belonged.

Then, they'd both be getting ready for the day - he'd brush her teeth for her, if they had time, gently holding her face and  methodically working through her mouth - and then she'd model for him as he picked out her outfit for the day and decided on her hairstyle. He liked showing her off, so most days she ended up wearing one of her pastel pink skirts, rolled up to be high enough to satisfy him.

Then, she'd go and get his coffee ready so that by the time he stepped into the kitchen she could turn around and hand it to him, and then she sat on his lap as he sipped it and went over their day. 

She had to go to class; to most people, the reason she'd moved halfway across the continent was because she liked the climate and the culture of the campus, and because she was closer to family. Sticking with her degree track for just one more semester meant they had to keep up some kinds of appearances, but she didn't have to do much more than show up - he was going to have her dropped out and bred by this time next year, he'd frequently remind her as she squirmed in his lap.

Which brought them to the panty check.

After his finished his coffee, as they were standing at the door and ready to leave, he'd flip her skirt up and pull out his cock. Pressing it against her clit, his other hand on her neck, he'd stroke his cock - or have her work it instead - while he reminded her that she was his, his little girlpet, his drippy dummy, his perfect doll. Some mornings he'd tell her about his plans for that afternoon, how he couldn't wait to tie her down and suck her senseless; some mornings he just kissed her over and over, deeply, passionately, until she was light-headed; other mornings he'd tell her how pretty she looked, doe-eyed and desperate, pumping his cock.

But the panty check always ended the same. He'd cum, and after the last spurt was dripping into her panties he'd pull them up so that his sticky load was pressed right against her sensitive clit and needy hole, and he'd pat the growing wet spot and whisper in her ear that now he knew she'd be thinking about him, all day.

[ironskyfinder]

Introducing Girlpets

Introducing two girlpets properly is key to a smooth transition and preventing stress for their Owner, Master, or God. Here’s a step-by-step guide:

1. Prepare a Separate Space

Before bringing the new pet home, set up a separate room with everything they need—food, water, litter box, and toys to keep her full and filled. This gives the new cunt a ‘safe’ space to adjust in - when it's not being used and abused - and deprives her of other stimulation to promote an innate vulnerability and desperation.

2. Scents & Sounds

Many girlpets rely heavily on hearing, scent and taste, especially since they're often blindfolded, so start by introducing them to each other’s smells and tastes. Swap their bedding, fuck one cunt’s breeding hole with a toy and gag the other with it, flavor their water bowls with the other's piss. By this point in their training they should already be very familiar with how their own fluids taste; use this opportunity to test and reinforce that skill, until they can reliably tell their tastes from the other cunt.

Building on that, begin to give them an audible introduction. If you headphone-train your girlpets, add sounds of the other being fucked into the loop; include moaning, begging, and crying sounds as necessary, depending on how your girlpet vocalizes. Escalate until you're consistently fucking one where the other can hear, preferably after sessions of hard edging and denial, so they can associate those sounds with blissful brainlessness.

3. Controlled Introduction

Once both girlpets seem comfortable with the sensory swap, give them both a sustained session of edging and then allow them to see each other for the first time while restrained or in bondage, and while under supervision. Watch their body language—curiosity is good, but arousal and desperation are better. Untie one of them and have it put on a show, displaying its body and holes for the other girlpet; restrain it again and free the other cunt to do the same. Refrain from using either of the girlpets during this initial meeting; establishing this dynamic appropriately will let you more fully use them against each other later on.

4. Skin-to-skin Meeting 

After that initial meeting, let them spend one more night apart; the next day, start skin-to-skin introductions in a neutral space, in a cage large enough to be comfortable for one cunt. It is important to keep conditions consistent and ‘equal’ during this phase; the recommended process is to dispose of anything that had nominally belonged to the girlpets prior to this point (like leashes, bowls, bedding, and collars) and buy matching ones so that they can begin to immediately identify as a unit, and the cage you introduce them in should be prepared accordingly. 

For their skin-to-skin introduction, the general recommendation is that both girlpets be gagged with ring gags and then tied together in a “69” position; the standard process is to wrap their arms around each other and tie their legs to prevent problematic squirming. 

 Keep the session positive by offering treats and water at regular intervals - while you're hand-feeding one, occupy the other with a wand - and don't be afraid to dose them with whatever stimulants or aphrodisiacs you feel are appropriate. Untie them and take them to the yard once before bed, and then return them to their cage and secure them together again; most recommend raising the temperature by several degrees to provoke sweating and make it more difficult to sleep. 

By the time morning arrives, the girlpets should be exhausted, sweaty, and messy; untie them, take them to the yard and then either hose them off or give them a bath before returning them to their cage, untied. Allow them to rest together in their current cage despite the limited size.

5. Set the Pace

Some girlpets take days, while others take weeks or months to fully accept each other, but there is no need to be patient and to let them adjust at their own speed. Make it clear to them that their new relationship - whether you call them sisters, rivals, or interchangeable - is their new reality, and give them increasingly interdependent tasks so that punishments fall on both of them; escalate this over time to punishing one girlpet for the transgressions of the other as their bond develops.

Situational Inequality

For those situations where an unequal dynamic is desired - if one girlpet is the favorite, or if one needs to be kept particularly submissive, or if there is a desire for competition - alter the above in the following ways as needed;

Ensure Unequal Access to Resources

Place food and water bowls in one central location and prioritize one girlpet, allowing her additional access to the food and water bowls; otherwise, let them compete for a limited supply. Reducing their bedding size and only giving one a blanket at night - switching to the other girlpet occasionally, for the sake of ‘fairness’ - is another effective method, as is restricting one of them to cold showers while the other is allowed hot water.

Use Appropriate Reinforcement

Reward girlpets with treats, praise, or stimulation when they undermine, sell out, or betray one another; this way, their only real loyalty should be to you. Any solidarity should be punished, and you should create situations in which both girlpet are separated and must choose between cooperating or betraying the other, as in the prisoner’s dilemma; the rewards and punishments on offer may be altered to suit the preferences or dislikes of one cunt to add additional stress. 

Enforce Hierarchies As Necessary

If one cunt is more important than another or is expected to behave more aggressively, consider allowing it to prepare the other girlpet for use; by requiring that it always has the other girlpet docile and ready, and by allowing it any means required, their relative positions are made extremely clear. Providing one with a strapon and punishing it whenever the other errs is also an effective method of fostering resentment and anger, and rewarding that dominant behavoir conditions a girlpet to behave even more mercilessly.

Note: For girlpets requiring additional training, the Disparity Institute offers a ‘board-and-break’ programs in two-, four-, and six-week sessions. Contact your local representative for information.

[ironskyfinder]

I believe in ‘women’s rights’, in the sense that women should make equitable contributions to society - but, you don’t really think that makes us equal, do you? Your body is soft, resilient, and is built for creating and sustaining life; my body is built for dominance, violence, and filling up the breeding holes of bitches like you.

Did you need a demonstration?

[ironskyfinder]

Kidnapping Adoption Day

A typical day, before:

It's 2am, another night that I can't get back to sleep again. I spent the time before I drifted off thinking about cuddlefucking with you.

At 620am I woke up and wished you were there to sloppily and sleepily make out with. Instead, I sent you a message and thought about you sleepily going through your morning.

By 930am I was at well into the work day, thinking about you. It wasn't the first time and it won't be the last that I'm thinking about you instead of focusing.

At 1140am I was on lunch and looking at the pictures you sent me. I couldn't stop thinking about how I want to bite and bruise and leave marks on your pretty, pale skin. I know the heart-shaped ones are your favorite, I can't wait to add more to your collection.

Only a little way into the afternoon, at 115pm, I was thinking about you and hoping we can talk soon, either tonight or tomorrow night or both, I know that it's a lot but I miss you and I want to hear your voice, even for just a little while.

At 225pm, barely more than an hour later, I couldn't stop thinking about putting cameras in the house so I could check on you during the day, watch you do your baking and cooking and cleaning and then snuggle up on the couch for a nap.

Then, at 4pm I checked and found that you messaged me, and I knew what my plans for the rest of the afternoon would be.

A typical day, after:

It's 2am, and I wake up to feel your back pressed against me as you're curled up and asleep. I play with your hair a little, soft and sweet, before I gently pull your hips into mine and slide my cock into you, gently rocking deeper as you sleepily moan.

I wake up just before 6 to shut off the alarm before it rings. You're asleep again, nuzzled into my chest, and I watch the contented smile curling on your face for a moment before I kiss you, and again, and again, slowly giving way to the need as you wake up, until our hungry bodies are locked together.

I make it to work early and get started on the day, and when it's time for coffee and a cigarette it was all-too-easy to let you know that you're on my mind - I watched you put your plug in for me this morning, so I know that when it starts to buzz you'll be blushing and squirming in your cage.

At lunch I hurry home and let you out. You whine a little when I gag you with a toy stuffing your throat - but as I stoop to clip the chain to the cuff on your ankle you gingerly brush your fingertips against my neck, and I lean into you leaning into me for a moment before I stand.

I check on you as I sit back down at my desk, and from the camera in the kitchen I can see you dancing as you cook. I wait for the right moment and with a few taps on my phone -watch your knees go weak as you stumble with the plug now pulsing on it's highest setting. Once you catch your breath, your eyes track up to the camera and you blow me a kiss.

The afternoon is busy: I work late. As I pull into the garage, you're standing in the doorway inside, topless, waiting with a smile. I grope you as we embrace, and after I take the gag out I savage your lips like they're a delicacy set before a starving man. When we finally part I hear you whisper:

"I finished all my chores; did I earn you taking your day out on me?"

[ironskyfinder]

can you normally tell who is who from your dm’s if they send you an anon?

i kinda wanna know if you can tell who this is… :)

It's been known to happen, especially the more that I'm acquainted with their writing/speaking style - but generally, I don't assume that people I message will be sending me asks.

[ironskyfinder]

i’ve already seen him hehehe

That’s what happens when you behave -  you earn what you ask for.

[ironskyfinder]

fourth consecutive morning ive woken up and gone straight to your blog to edge 🫠🫠 would you please tell me how to edge for you properly for next time?🥺

Start off your edge as soon as you wake up. Strip, if you don’t sleep naked, and pull the pillow out from under your head and tuck it between your legs, then roll up onto your knees and hump it until you’re close to cumming, so close you’re shaking and near to tears.

Then, stop. Get face down, ass up, spread like you’re presenting your holes for your Owner, then put your face in your wet spot and take nice, long, deep breaths until you’re ready to touch again.

Don’t, though. Get ready for your day, shower, get dressed, everything - all without any more stimulation for your needy holes. Go through your day all needy and drippy, with your girlbrain leaking down your thighs.

[ironskyfinder]

Hiiiii

They say the number of ‘i’s in a ‘hi’ tells you how into you a girl cunt is. 

Either way - I deleted four messages like this, and I won’t bother answering low-effort dross like this again. 

Be more interesting.

[ironskyfinder]

What do you even have to offer?

You’re just a loser online hiding behind anonymity (ik I’m also anon) getting his ego pushed by little girls that made up their own version of you and would be disappointed if they saw your face. I despise men, cunts like you. You need to be humbled fr.

but tbh I had a good laugh reading your blog and I think that’s what it’s for. Entertainment! 🤡

 I’m not sure who this is, but I have some ideas based on the timing and content.

This very well could be a cunt who was upset she wasn’t interesting enough to keep my attention, after she failed repeated tasks and instructions and expected me to maintain the conversation throughout. When I stopped wasting my time on her, she got so upset and took it so personally that she pestered me for days before vanishing - if this is that cunt, know that it’s not me, it’s you. You weren’t interesting, you didn’t listen or obey, and the fact that you still felt entitled to my attention speaks to just how out-of-touch you are with the realities of dynamic like this.

Alternatively, this could be the ftm(tf) ‘feminist’ who had the unmatched gall to come into my DMs and beg to be degraded and mistreated by a “real man” before implying I was a sociopath for some of the light degradation I invoked. They then doubled down on their idiocy before realizing that I was giving them exactly what they’d requested, and apologizing profusely out of embarrassment before blocking me as if that would erase their idiocy. If this is you, I acknowledge that your wounded pride is making you act out and reiterate my assertation that if you’re a stupid enough girl to ask to be degraded you shouldn’t be surprised when you get exactly that. Next time, 

Now, as the to message itself - I give this a 2 out of 10, there’s clearly the desire to present a ‘tough’ persona but the grammatical errors, unnecessary abbreviation, and general unintelligibility reveal that you’re acting impulsively and aren’t to be taken seriously even if you did have a legitimate grievance.. Anonymously chastising me for remaining anonymous is not only hypocritical but also inaccurate - I simply choose not to send face pictures to the undeserving, which I assume is what you’re referring to by your message; I am extremely curious as to why you think you’d be owed anything of the sort, but ultimately it’s irrelevant. I can’t care about the opinions of those who don’t earn my consideration.

But don’t worry, clown - even if I immediately forget about both of you, I’ll still have more eager cunts in my DMs tomorrow who appreciate all of what I have to offer, all of those depraved and twisted things showcased by my writing.

[ironskyfinder]

You stopped responding to me 🥺

Either I got busy, or you weren’t interesting enough.

The solution? Show me how desperate you are for my attention - whether that’s by being a gender-traitor, sending nudes, or just begging is up to you.

Or maybe you're not worth thinking about until I can use your holes.

[ironskyfinder]

fix me.

Get off anon, idiot, and maybe you’ll be worth my time - but most call what I do ‘breaking’, not ‘fixing’, so maybe there’s still hope for you yet.

[ironskyfinder]

Sir- i would like to message you but i have NO idea what to say. i really thrive off of rubrics and meeting expectations if you'd be willing to provide for us what your ideal first message would be?

hope you're having a good day

xo

My ideal first message? That’s setting the bar quite high.

Start with your tits, or holes, or both. It shows that you understand what gives you value, and it shows you care more about making my cock hard than you do about your own dignity. If you have some issue with showing off, start with a degrading story or how you deserved your rape, tell me how you’d betray your friends for cock, something that’ll make me hard.  

Then, beg. Beg to see my cock, beg for the treatment you desire, beg for my attention- but don’t just ask, beg like the worthless animal you know you are. Beg like my attention is your air and you can’t breathe, plead like you’re on your knees in front of me and I’m ignoring you, submit and genuflect and supplicate like I’m your god. It I don’t believe that you crave it in the deepest possible way, you can do more. 

Then, tell me your name (I’ll ignore it, you don’t need one anyway), and what your top kinks and your limits are, and any information I can use to my advantage, to manipulate you even more.

Consider that the first stage of an application to fill the vacancy at the foot of my bed - but know you have competition, and they have a headstart.

[ironskyfinder]

my favorite thing in the world is being a little brat, how would you handle me if i was being nothing but a bratty little whore?

also hi, i’m new here!

A brat is just a girl who needs to be guided and shown that she really wants submission, not rebellion, that what she craves isn’t being mouthy but having her mouth used. Most often, a brat just needs the space to admit to herself that she wants to be obedient, and then they’re more compliant that you can readily imagine.

So - patience, time, and unyielding discipline are how I’d handle you. 

And by slapping you across the face now and then, to remind you of your place.

[ironskyfinder]

hai mister! jus wanted to be a good girl n say that your blog makes me wet :3

thankies for taking the time to make content for sluts like me to have edgies to!!

You’re welcome, dummy. I’m glad you’re edging and bouncing and dripping for men, the world needs more cunts like you that stay denied and don’t cum until they’re owned. 

I say this sincerely - I hope your first orgasm is your last.

Cunts are better when they’re desperate and drippy, after all.

[ironskyfinder]

I spend so much time scrolling and edging and reading smut that my cunt drools until my thighs stck. And you, Sir, have made this whore's thighs very very very sticky. Thank you so much for posting the filth I'm so desperately searching for to give me purpose in life. May I please be 🍑?

Yes, you may.

And I’m glad to hear that you’ve been enjoying it so much - I hope you stay drippy and denied, that the only orgasms you get are ruins, and that you rub and make yourself worse and worse more and more of a good girl.

[ironskyfinder]

I reaaalllyy wanna message you but i’m so shy 🫠🫠 it’s not fair but I just wanna be soo good(perhaps slightly bratty) for you.

Don’t be nervous, I don’t bite.

Besides, what’s the worst that can happen? (Besides edging and denial, forced orgasms, predicament play, humiliation and degradation, pain, breeding, and general corruption.)

[ironskyfinder]

I still would let you kill me if it got you off daddy. Your cum is so much more important than my air or my life or keeping my tummy flat 💗💗

That’s why she’s my favorite. 

Other girls cunts that want my attention so often focus on what I’m going to do to - and for - them. Training them, edging them, denying them, spending hours and hours and thousands of words to turn them from nervous girls into drippy dummies, begging me to put them into subspace or to break them - but not her.

My favorite just wants me to cum. 

She wants me to make me feel good, regardless of if that means she’s limping the next day - or crawling, or immobile, or bruised, or bred.  She knows what gives her purpose, and wants to exist just for me - and that’s why she’s my favorite, my darling doll.