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i just need someone to tell me i’m a good boy and give me very simple little instructions to follow and turn my brain off. i don’t want to think, i don’t wanna talk, i just wanna be good. i just wanna by a good boy. that’s all i ask.
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pls i want more werewolf bf who ties reader up and plays with them during pack meetings PLSSSSSS make the reader wear nipple clamps with chain and tug it in front of the pack members leave her legs tied up so the whole pack sees her pussy and see how wet she is while her bf plays with her clit
part 1
Werewolf mate who ties you up in the middle of a table during pack night. Your body exposed to all. They eat around you, and you aren't allowed to say or do anything. Your mate makes you wear nipple cramps and a butt plug, all of it exposed. None other than your mate can touch you, but they can tease... And they are very clever working around the alpha's order. They grab some food and "accidentally" ends up on you. They have to clean you up, right? That's the polite thing to do. What if they do it with their mouth? It gets the job done either way. What if a bit of wine ends up falling on your tits? They'll have to wipe it off before you catch a cold. If they pull at your nipple clamps where they are at it, it's completely accidental. And like that it goes. They tease you, touch you, bite you, lick you... All "accidental". You look up to your mate, just to see him smiling at you, his hand palming his big erection. He enjoys your whimpers and groans as the pack teases you, knowing he's going to be the one fucking you dumb. He gets up and you think he's going to take you home. But he doesn't. He plays with your pussy next, opening your lips for all to see how wet you are, slapping your clit hard, rubbing it until you cry out, juices gushing out of you. The wolves in front of you cheer every time your mate slaps your tiny pussy, furiously jerking off. You can't move, and can't come without permission either. You are just the dinner's spectacle at the pack house... You are there to be teased and humiliated... And it makes you incredibly wet.
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need him to get irritated at someone at work so when he comes home he takes that anger out on me. "open up for me, honey. god, yeah, that's it. just let me use your hole for a bit, hm?" treat me like a toy whose only purpose is to make you feel better, cause that’s exactly what i am
would it be so bad? I want you to want it, as i want to hurt you, break you, make you writhe in pleasure until you cannot stand it, and yet... at the same time I want your reluctance. Your guilt for wanting such horrible things from me, stopping you from admitting to it. even though deep down you and I both know you do. as much as I do.
But you'll struggle and pretend. you'll plead pathetically how you dont want it. how youre scared, though that may very well be true. I want you to see how much I enjoy it. How I keep pushing further despite your plead. relishing in it. Even when your telling me no, telling me to stop.
mmm, emulate the little victim so I can be your abuser.
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need him to call me a slut and slap the fuck out of me
imagine being clicker trained with infused browines that look like dog biscuits…oh..okay no just me?
i just want someone that forgets that i’m human :(
treat me like a real object. don’t care about me.
immobilize me, gag me and keep me stored somewhere until you need to use this object again.
please :(
yes, looks like I hit send too early...
My deepest darkest fantasy is to run a school for girls where my staff and I train and teach the girls to be the most skilled, least inhibited little pansexual sluts on the planet - readying them for their futures as porn stars, strippers, whores, slaves, freeuse girls, personal companions, secretaries, etc.
Ahng that's a good one also!
School settings are so fun. I don't know if your thought was more an open training facility or like one that's posturing as a school but behind closed doors... Well. Either way.
I'm running a little late on my first day, as usual. When I arrive, only two seats aren't yet taken. I'm really surprised that everyone is already seated when it doesn't seem the lesson has begun yet. Then I look at the two chairs that are left. One has a massive dragon dildo on it, it's larger than my first at the tip and only gets bigger from there. The other chair has a long ridged dangerous looking pole in the middle. I look around again. Most of the other girls are wearing skirts and it's hard to tell what they're sitting on, but judging from their poses it's not super relaxed. Only two are wearing pants and both have them pulled down. I have a sinking understanding. "quickly! Before the teacher comes in!" One of the girls whispers to me helpfully pointing at the chairs. I unbuckle my belt shakily, what have i gotten myself into? As i pull down my pants, the teacher enters. An older gentleman who's rather stern but handsome looking. I quickly try sitting on the pole chair but I can't make it fit quick enough.
"alright. So we already have someone who's late on the first day. Go ahead, sit." Never have I felt so humiliated. I try and force it deeper but the anxiety has made me tense up and it feels like it's impossible. All eyes are on me. Then a sharp pain pulses through my body and I scream and jolt up as everyone laughs. The pole is an electric baton I hadn't realized it before hand. I look up at the teacher in horror.
"This is unacceptable behavior here. Come here.", he commands and I obey blushing in shame. He puts a collar around my neck with a little tag reading "punish it". "Hand me that belt of yours will you? And bend over here. Right. Good toy. Now we're gonna start our first math lesson. Everyone pay good attention. I want you to count every hit but in threes. 3 - 6 - 9 etc. Let's see if we can get to 60 without you messing up. If you do I guess we will need to do after school lessons." He brings the belt down way harder than I expected and scream both from pain and shock.
The collar makes everyone at school understand that I am to be broken in today. I spend the entire day getting beat and raped, kneeling in front of my superiors trying hard to please them with my mouth and tears. I started the day as confident person standing on my own two feet and I end it crawling as just another whore.
puppy sub yes BUT has anyone considered dog dom? or WOLF dom? someone who's just the bigger, maybe a bit meaner version of the sub, fucking you into submission to prove their dominance and growling and starting the whole thing off with "playfighting" that ends with you pinned beneath them
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its 3am on a friday night, we're on the club with loud music and drinks, lots of drinks. youve been eyeing me all night sipping on my rum&coke, taking shots with my friends, my dancing had gone from clumsy to sloppy, but you lost track of me. after a while you notice me slouched over the bar, barely able to keep my head up. the bartender is ignoring me cause he doesnt think i need any more drinks, but i won't move until i get my drink. even though im leeaning heavily on the bar, theres a slight swaying, as my feet get tired and i struggle to rest my weight on my high heels. you decide to approach me at last, and i turn my head to you. it takes a moment for me to recognize you, looking at you with squinting glassy eyes that cant seem to focus on your face. when i do, i know im caught, i smile widely and giggle with a resigned sigh. then i raise my voice to fill that brief silence by revealing to you my dearest secret of the night:
"heeeeey" i slur still giggling, "im so drunk"
fuck me on the floor so you can step on me and i can be where i truly belong which is beneath you.
i need to confess to you that I've made my own brainwashing machine v1.0
I put my earbuds in, wrap my head in a full sleep mask, clamp my nipples with the vibrating clamps, plug my pussy with the lush... and turn on brainwashing files.
I'm out cold within moments, just floating and being edged and emptied and refilled with mantras that wont stop looping in my ears.... the pleasure and words shoving me deeper and deeper until there's nothing left and it's so so fucking amazing.
I did an hour this morning and I just want to be there all day long...
imagine drooling and dropping over something as silly as a watch moving in front of you
couldn’t be you, right?
i mean, you wouldn’t drop over something as simple as a metronome’s tick and tock, correct?
not at all, you’re too smart, right?
hell, i bet it’s impossible for you to fall for these words i’m saying right now, huh?
you couldn’t possibly be that weak, right?
exactly! so you should have no problem dropping whenever i tell you to, right?
I knew I could count on you.
I'd like to craft a control collar.
I'd start with an ordinary pretty collar, and then I'd start attaching triggers to it: you can't take it off on your own, when wearing it you must obey direct orders, and so on.
The cumulative effect would be for the collar to turn you into a subby, owned pet.
And of course, I could force you to wear it. I could hypnotize you and make you put it on, or I could just hold you down, strap it around your pretty neck, and watch all the defiance leave your eyes.
And sure, maybe I'd do that every so often.
But what if instead I just put it on the table next to you. You'd know exactly what it did. You'd know it would take your thoughts away, it would turn you into a horny toy... when you wear that collar, you aren't really a person anymore. I wouldn't force you to put it on. All I would do is tease you, flirt with you a bit. The collar is right there.
And soon enough, you'd be wearing the collar and kneeling expectantly, waiting for an order to serve. Because deep in your soul, you want to be owned.
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it's so funny when people are surprised that they can be clicker trained like a dog. of course you can, you're an animal too. thing is, when you clicker train dogs it's actually harder to.
dogs don't know they want it already, after all. you could be trained in a week.
been thinking today about an invisible hypnotic crank.
any time you and your subject are hanging out, you can go, "Attention!" and snap your fingers, and your subject automatically snaps to your finger that's now pointing upwards
and then, you just...
spin it around,
and around,
and see your subject's head start to lower,
shoulders relax,
just barely keeping themselves from falling over, only so they can keep looking at the tip of your finger.
and once you stop pointing, you can just move close to them, slowly, and...
Boop!
and their body goes limp into your arms, mind entirely dedicated to making your words their reality.
