the street's sweetest stray

when the weed tells me to touch myself and get pathetic about it i listen

forced caretaking…the never-ending cycle of anger (you don’t need to be taken care of), humiliation (you are constantly in compromising situations), arousal (you enjoy being coddled more than you’d like to admit), and shame (why are you getting off on your own suffering?)

petplay but the pet is the dom

petplay but the exotic “pet” in question was a gift or an inheritance or something from a family member, and it’s definitely not an animal you should just be allowed to have, and you’re terrified of her, and she absolutely knows that

what doesn’t kill you makes your nervous system more sensitive for the rest of your life

god I really love angry helpless subs. frustrated clenched jaw tied up glaring and growling, trying to keep a hard look but slipping as they're taken by pleasure. wound up by teasing and praise alike and unable to do a damn thing but try to stifle their moans and look tough. just wait, baby, I'll unwind all that tension and the embarrassment you feel from the pathetic sounds you'll make will have it feeling even better for it. awh, go on and curse and glower all you like. I see that brow curving, feel your hips bucking, feel your muscles trembling. I can practically taste the plea trapped in your chest. go on, sweet thing. beg for it. I'll get you so worked up all that toughness will melt right away. come on, doll. you want more? say please.

You're like a little brother to me (disgusting horny manipulative intent)

I pawned your chastity key for drug money sorry

thought i saw a bug crawling on me but it turns out it wasnt a bug or even anything at all

it's fine i don't even need to be part of social groups or friend groups anyway (giant hole appears in my chest spontaneously) ? what's that

i could smell your boytoy coming from down the road. Wretched little rotted morsel of a thing, may he fall to time and become carrion