Hypnose Sub

🥺💕🐮little moo moo shoot

Your clothes? Silly thing, you weren't wearing them!

Your mouth? You put that in there, baby, don't you remember?

Your thoughts? No silly, I'm supposed to think

You just

Sink and

Obey

Don't worry, baby, I'll keep you nice and safe

So you just use that mouth

Sink

the first time i forgot my own name… i giggled. blinked. tilted my head like a dumb little thing. i knew i used to have one. but it didn’t matter. not when he was calling me “bambi.” not when he was tugging my leash and saying “good girl,” “slut,” “cow,” “thing.”

none of those were my name, technically. but they felt more real than whatever used to be on my ID. more me than anything i picked for myself.

and when i realized i couldn’t remember what it was— my real name— i just smiled.

because bambi doesn’t need a name. bambi just needs to serve. to be used. to be called for, like a pet. and i love that. i don’t want to remember. i don’t want to be anything but his.

good girls are empty

good girls drool

good girls drop

good girls drool more

good girls drink water so they can be pretty and drooly for their mistresses

good girls drink water

good girls drink water

good girls drink water