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"Why would I lie to you?" coming from a dom, especially with a smile on their face, while 100% lying to their sub, is absolutely top tier psychological domming. Honorary mention for "Aw, are you a little confused again, baby?"

I. Want soft things but i need them to have that blanket of horror. I want you to take care of me so incredibly sweetly, but I want it through the lens that you're actively trying to keep me entirely dependant on you. I want you to feed into my fears, remind me so gently how "The world was cruel to you, sweetheart, wasn't it?" in the sugariest voice. Gently guide me to the conclusion that the only thing I need is your care and surveillance. Pick up every last shard of fragile independance and smash them over and over into glassdust. Gaslight me until the only thing I ever want is to never be more than a room away from you.

If your sub has autism and a humiliation kink all you need to do is say "look at me when I fuck you" and make them hold eye contact, and you'll have them melting every time I 100% guarantee

Using a certain, specific tone of voice every single time you hypnotize a person becomes very entertaining in the long run, because eventually all you need to do is use that voice, and they'll begin to drop. And it makes it so easy to tease them, so fun to just drop into that voice and see their breathing slow, their eyes become heavier, their body relaxing entirely. Even though they're not fully in trance yet, they still become submissive, pliable. It's so easy to just do anything you want to them, all it will take before they begin mindlessly thrusting their hips is a small bit of stimulation, a caress across their thigh, a kiss on the neck (and maybe even less if they were already in this sort of mood). They can't help it once they hear that wonderful, seductive voice, being reduced to a pathetic, desperate toy, and even if they could, they'd never want to escape the pleasure of your wonderful siren song.

Stalking you for some time, till I finally decide to rescue you from your depressing life and make you mine. You‘d have your own room, decorated exactly how you like it. I know its hard for you to comprehend that I just want whats best for you. Theres no reason to cry about your lost freedom, you will be so much happier with me.

im having a bad day so i need someone to hit me really hard a lot of times until im half dead

Punch me harder it'll fix me I swear

as a masochist i look forward to pain; but what i crave is for my fears to be mentally noted. everything that makes me jump, stammer, and tense in genuine discomfort to filed away— all so that it can be turned against me when i am at my most vulnerable. for me to be reminded that this is not a game, or some dream-like fantasy. it is very real. and when the blush drains from my face (alongside the rest of its color), when the guttural sobs aren’t feigned prettily, when i can barely form the two words ‘please” and ‘don’t’… that’s when i’ll be reminded: “you wanted this, remember?”

"would you be a good boy for me and--" yes. yes. right now. yes. doing it right now.

throwing a fit and having my head slammed into the floor for it . . .