This space is for the broken-in, not the breakable. Real submissive men who crave structure, service, and psychological surrender. Time-wasters and fantasy-chasers will be ignored. Read that again! Rules Before You Message Me You will address me respectfully, or you will be ignored. Do not send nudes. I didn’t ask. I don’t care about your fantasies. Tell me how you serve. Real-time obedience is valued. Online roleplayers can crawl elsewhere. If I collar you, it’s not for show—it’s for life. If you’re serious, introduce yourself properly. Tell me what obedience feels like to you. Otherwise? Keep scrolling!
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I don't know what I want more, to wear it or ride it 😍😈
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I don’t care who would see. If you told me to, I would.
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To what extent could you obey?
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BBC? Huh🫠
#bdsmrelationship
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Cum here you silly boy🫠
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Thank you @tasks-slut and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!
Just my butts or the leather on... Lol
What would you worship more?
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"Kneel!"
You drop instantly, but it’s not fast enough. My boot presses against your chest, shoving you fully to the ground. “Pathetic,” I sneer. “You think you deserve this?”
I grip your throat, not enough to choke—just enough to remind you who owns your breath. Your pulse hammers beneath my fingers, a delicious rhythm of fear and need, yet denied!
“This collar isn’t a gift. It’s a sentence.” I drag the leather across your neck, slow and deliberate, letting you feel every inch of its weight before it locks in place. “Once I claim you, there is no escape. No mercy. No freedom.” I lean in, my voice a whisper of menace against your ear. “You are nothing but a thing that gives me pleasures of your servitude!"
I tighten the buckle with a sharp tug. The sound of it locking echoes in the silence, final and absolute. From that day, you duty became less to cum and more to serve me
“There,” I murmur, admiring my work. “Bound. Owned. Mine.”
I step back, crossing my arms. “Now prove to me that you were worth keeping.”
Who's your Mistress?
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My feet, that's where you belong filthy loser!
Reblog this and send a dm
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Just be a good slut to your damn Mistress. How's that hard slave?
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what do you do?💗
a. suck it 🍆
b. ask me to fuck you
c. both 💗
Reach out to me on telegram @Rose6096
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You're past the point of no return now. Why not just give in and allow it to become your whole identity?
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