Welcome to my Carnival of Red Delight

Hitting a girl with “wow… I think you’re even dumber than me! Thats totally impressive n stuff, y’know? You’re sooo pathetic you’re dumber than the girl who literally *identifies* as a bimbo fucktoy”…

I'd drop to my knees. I'd open my mouth. I'd present my tongue. I'd drool on myself.

Mm Hmm, good good. What else?

I'd worship you with my hands. I'd worship you with my lips. I'd worship you with my tongue. I'd worship you with my throat.

Very good. Continue.

I'd show you how flexible I am. I'd show you how suggestible I am. I'd show you why I've been training my body. I'd show you why I've been training my mind.

Such a good pet.

I'd offer myself, unconditionally. I'd hand you the keys to my consciousness. I'd hand you the reigns to control me. I'd how you how to consume my mind in seconds.

And of course I'd take advantage of that.

I'd let you program me. I'd let you reprogram me. I'd let you create a new me in your image. I'd create a new me in your image. I'd melt my desires and replace them with yours. I'd be a vessel for your pleasure. I'd be a vessel for your pleasure. I'd be a vessel for your pleasure.

Sweet thing, tell me again what you would do to be mindless for me?