so i’ve been corrupting my butch for years, and don’t get me wrong, they were never completely innocent—the first time we fucked was in the backseat of their car in a public parking lot with their belt around my neck as a collar/leash. but something in me likes to push, see how fucked up i can make somebody’s mind before they even realize how they’ve changed, and they were perfectly wrapped around my finger. lustdrunk and not thinking straight, devoting themselves to me without realizing what they were getting into, a perfect little service top ready to give me anything i asked. i picked at the seams of everything i learned.
you like being called daddy? maybe we can try sir too, or master, or god. you think it’s hot when i ride your dick while you play video games? well you know you can have me like this all the time if you really want love, hm? anywhere, anytime. yes honey, even when i’m super high and you just can’t wait. oh? you wanna take a walk through the woods and eat me out against a tree? let’s dig a little deeper, try chasing me first. let the adrenaline rush of catching and pinning me overcome you, i know you’ve always loved feeling powerful and in control. and don’t feel bad that it turns you on when i struggle!
now every time they turn me into a crying, brainless mess in ways i never even taught them, i remember (almost laughably) that i used to be the one in control. i made them like this. i encouraged them to be insatiable, polluted their mind with more and more depravity, and then taught them that the only true solution is fucking me.
open up that cautious butch’s mind, they are surprisingly moldable and i promise you won’t regret it :)
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