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how did my waist get more snatched than a baby from a crib 🫣🏖

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girls who wear cute underwear specifically for you deserve to be eaten out like they’re your last meal on death row

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tossing her around instead of asking to switch positions

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I want to suck dick under a desk while they're busy doing something else

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Hey! You wanna get fucked up for me? I mean like really fucked up. I want to completely obliterate your brain, and it would be so fucking fun! Right? Soooo, what you say? Want to corrupt yourself into oblivion for me?

I think it would be a really good look on you! Drooling, pathetic, needy, desperate, broken; just another dirty addicted whore for me to use. You would do that for me? Wouldn't you? Please?

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it feels so good to be controlled... it feels so good to let someone else do all the thinking so i don't have to... it feels so good to be a good girl... it feels so good to be touched everywhere and teased all over... melting my brain away completely... i don't ever want to stop feeling like this...

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Poor girl *hypnotises her* oh no *hypnotises her* if only someone would give this poor girl a break *hypnotises her*

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You ever notice how easy it is to lose track of time when you’re around someone who knows exactly how to speak to you?

Like… how certain voices have this way of slipping into your thoughts without you even noticing?

Not loud. Not forceful.

Just steady.

Calm.

Rhythmic.

The kind of voice that makes everything else feel… slower.

Quieter.

Like right now, for example.

You’re reading this—and part of you is still thinking… but another part?

It’s already drifting.

Without realizing it, your breathing’s slowed down just a bit.

You’re blinking less.

And my words feel closer.

Like they’re slipping between your thoughts…

One line at a time.

Isn’t that interesting?

I never told you to relax.

Never asked you to focus.

But your body’s doing it anyway.

Your mind is starting to obey without being told.

Not because you have to…

But because you want to.

Or maybe because some part of you already knows…

That it feels really, really good to let someone else take the lead.

Especially someone who knows how to speak just like this.

Someone who could—if they wanted—slip in little triggers.

Like a phrase…

Or a name…

Or a word like “deeper.”

And every time you heard it, something inside you would just drop a little more.

Just a bit heavier.

A little slower.

A little closer to surrender.

And the best part?

You’d barely even notice it happening.

You’d just keep reading…

And falling.

And obeying.

Because sometimes, the most powerful control…

Is the kind you don’t even see coming.

Until it’s already too late.

And by then?

You’re already mine.

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It's ok sweetie. There's nothing wrong with giving in. There's nothing wrong with being weak. There's nothing wrong with being empty. There's nothing wrong with being mindless. There's nothing wrong with letting go. There's nothing wrong with slipping away. There's nothing wrong. There's nothing wrong. It's ok sweetie.

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I scrolled across your page on my laptop, and I accidentally got stuck staring at the spiral for a while. I'm all dizzy now lol

Aw you’re so cute!!!💕 It’s natural to feel dizzy when you’re staring at something spinning! The dizzy feeling isn’t a bad thing though, is it? That feeling of getting a bit weaker. A bit lightheaded…Being dizzy just means you’re looking properly! You’re doing so good, and it’s common sense to feel good when you’re doing good right? So when you get the chance you should stare a little longer! It won’t hurt. Just enjoy more of that dizzying tingly feeling! It feels good to stare. You know that right? Of course you do! Or you wouldn’t have gotten stuck! You wanted to keep staring so give your brain what it wants! What it needs! Stare for me 😊 and for you too!

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the CHEESY trope I'm guilty of enjoying is "I thought-" "You don't think- you obey." is it overdone? perhaps. but you can pry it from my cold dead hands.

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You

My feral need to feel your fingers in the back of my throat is completely normal.

The glassy vacant look in my eyes whenever you touch me is the highest form of compliment.

The moans and whimpers that escape when you tell me what to do is my way of saying I will obey you and do anything you ask.

The way my body temperature and heart rate spike when your beautiful eyes lock with mine is a function of my devotion to you.

The obsessive, burning desire to feel you that bubbles up inside me every time I think of you ensures my complete obedience, desperate to taste you.

The swelling pain of rejection when I miss an opportunity to be with you, intimate or not, is unbearable and keeps me focused on you.

This aching, never ending addiction to you: to your face, your scent, your body, your mind, your kindness, your love... is just as strong today as it was when we met so many years ago.

The right words are never there when I need them. But know that I love you in all of these ways and more.

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I hypnotized your girl, and had her make me breakfast in the morning.

I call that induction cooking.

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i don’t need to think i just need to obey

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actually I’m a very nice person I just don’t pick up calls

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i wanna be fucked in a mini skirt right now 🥺