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little miss "only has fun while winning" looks really cute sitting in my lap cheering and bragging about its victory. even if i'm not allowed to touch it while it's "thinking very hard about its turn" anymore because i'm "very distracting" and apparently that's cheating.
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yea mood
sleep hypnosis + somno could be really sexy though. someone doing the most like basic relaxing soft safe sleep hypnosis induction but you feel them touching you a little just before you drift off...
"normally dominant and scary women who folds completely as soon as she meets a power higher than her own" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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It's really hot that "being hypnotized" is a skill that one can work on and improve at and get better at. I'm a sucker for the trope of like "addicted to losing" in hero/villain instant loss smut and being able to get better at being hypnotized is like that in real life I think.
fool me once shame on you. fool me twice shame on me. fool me three times this has gotta be a sex thing for at least one of us
spooning that turns into you pinning me down onto my stomach and grinding and humping against my ass <3
the thing about objectification and ownership is that i care about the things i own. i look after what's mine.
i'm old-fashioned like that. i don't see objects in the modern sense, the way everything these days is disposable and replaceable and destined for the landfill. i see objects as prized possessions, the way for hundreds of years humans have had useful tools and treasured toys that they lovingly maintained and patched up to keep forever.
when i reduce you to nothing but an object, you are cherished. you are valued. you have a purpose.
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reblog to transform prev into a cute doll or plushie or toy of some kind and play with it ^__^
i like this post...
Sooo am just chilling on the couch with wifey last night, a lil stoned and a lil tipsy. And then she goes from like lightly stroking my head to, making flutters with her fingers. Naturally, my eyes kinda slowled for a minute. And like, unprompted, like shes never seen this....
she super lightly touches my forehead with a finger, and lightly lets her hand drag down my face...girlies my phone fell out of my hand and I DROPPED so fast....
the hottest part wasnt you know, falling....it was her cooing "oh my goodd, youre sooo easy"
She's right....I am easy....and i felt soooo fucking proud of that, im still fluttering this morning.
I cant wait until I have a cunt for her to abuse...
The first time my (t)boyfriend fingered me was about a week after that first yuri experience of being fingered. We were laying in the bed we share together and I had told him all about the girl and how wonderful it felt, and how it was the first time I could really truly say for certain that I had real feeling in my vaginal canal. The doctors told me not to expect it. I’d read online that many girls could feel inside, but I was skeptical because the surgical nurse had told me that all the nerves would be severed, and that while I would be able to have a g-spot that could make me cum, and I could feel a pleasant fullness, that actual feeling of skin on skin would be lost to me. Until that point I’d only had dilators and my own fingers inside. Dilators are smooth and hard to really get a sense of if you’re feeling them or just the size of them. Your own fingers can’t tell you much because like touching any other part of your body, it is difficult to discern what input/feeling is from your finger tips and what is from the part being touched. So that girl had finally confirmed to me that yes, I felt not only the pressure of her, but the touch too.
My boyfriend was understandably eager to try himself. And it was after midnight, and our bed was full of our shared stuffies. He was resting his head on my breasts and we were lit only by our little popsicle shaped nightlight that glowed orange above the bedframe. He propped himself up on one arm and then slowly began to caress my body with his finger tips, running them gentle as a feather but firm enough not to tickle from my knees up to my breasts where he made little spirals before continuing back down. His hands always slowed down a little around my hips, and my breathing tightened with little gasps as he did. Slowly I spread my legs and now the caresses were running the same length as before but up my inner thighs. I could feel blood rushing to my hips, the mild swelling that I had already come to associate with my pussy’s arousal. My eyes were wide as his, which had been carefully following his hands, turned to meet my nervous desperate stare. His eyes were wide too, I could see the longing in his expression. He went to move his hand towards my clit and I gave a sheepish nod of permission. The sensation his hand brought filled my chest with warmth, but I knew from experience my clit was still fresh and would numb-out within a minute. I wanted him to finger me. I wanted him in me. But I knew he had a strong texture sensitivity and hated lube. So I did nothing and I waited to numb out and thank him and go to bed. But then his hand slid a little down and I felt him inspect where I opened for him. Then he smiled wide, “baby, you’re so wet for me”. I was shocked. It was too early. I’d never really produced any precum before surgery. I’d resigned myself to lube for life. Then he pressed a finger ever so slightly in, sqwuash came the soft wet sound. More, I could feel it. I could feel the wetness against his hand. He looked at me again, and I gave three quick nods. Please. Then he pushed fully in and the wetness did not stop. I could tell his fingers from her’s too. His were thinker, finer, like they could specifically target any spot I asked. My back arched. He stared at me with such intense focus, and pulled out and pushed in again. I don’t know how long he kept me like that, how long he serviced me. I know we said “I love you”. I know he asked to sleep with a finger still inside, his head back again on my breast.
you cannot kill me in a way that matters
I really need a sweet daughterpet to come home to... running up to the door and greeting me with an excited "welcome home mommy!" with sweet adoring eyes that look at me like I'm the most important thing in the world... hugging me and nuzzling into my chest so I can pet its sweet head... wiggling happily and making cute little noises in my arms while I pet and kiss it... pulling out my boobs when we cuddle so it can suckle on me... grinding and humping against me and whimpering all needy because it just missed mama so much...
“Hey dumbass, did you take my fucking perfume again?”
You prepare to verbally skewer me, but the sight of your big sister in nothing but a towel pins your tongue to the bottom of your mouth.
“H-hey, sis. I uh,” you sputter, cheeks red as neon. You look adorable in your baby blue nightgown, a hand-me-down from yours truly after my breasts grew too large to fit. Your little antbites strain to make an impact against the thin fabric, but they will soon. HRT and puberty blockers have already made such a difference for you.
“I uh,” I repeat like a mockingbird, walking towards you with a swing in my hips. My saccharine grin sends your stomach into a tailspin. “What, is the towel too distracting? I could take it off for you if you prefer.”
My goading makes your breath hitch. Your words continue to fail you as close the distance from the door and lean over you. My hands are on my hips and my breasts are in your face and I’m so close and warm and you can smell my shampoo and-
I snap my fingers in your face.
“Uh, hello! Earth to Lizzie! God you’re such a hopeless little pervert, aren’t you?” I laugh and place my knee between your open legs. You want to back away but your bed’s only a twin and all the plushies lining your wall are blocking your escape route.
“I-I’m not a pervert! You’re j-just.”
My eyes narrow. “Just what, Lizzie?”
“U-uh, well. You see. You’re just so…”
Fuck you’re so obviously looking for a way out. I see your hazel eyes darting left and right like a scared rabbit. Looking for any way out. I see your attempt coming seconds before you make it.
You try to evade to your right but I grab your hand and pin it behind your back. Suddenly my face is centimeters from yours. My breath smells like mint. The sensation makes your lips tingle.
“Oh no you don’t,” I exclaim, my breaths hot and wet against your flushed face. “Where are you gonna go sis? Gonna go cry to mommy? Gonna tell her about all the fun things we’ve gotten up to lately?”
My other hand skims up your waist and slides against the side of your breast. I slide my thumb over your nipple. It’s hard, of course. Predictably, you moan.
I bend you over, using your continued weakness to pin both arms above your head with one hand. Your arousal is so obvious. I look down and see a wet spot growing where your dick is struggling against my old nightgown.
“Where. Is. My. Perfume?” I ask, near growling. I brush my lips against your cheek and you gasp out. I feel you struggling not to roll your hips against my warm cunt.
Knowing I’m not going to get anywhere without any pressure, I bring my free hand up and grasp your nipple between my thumb and pointer finger.
I pinch it hard to make a point. You moan as your eyes roll back halfway.
“I’m not going to ask nicely again, Lizzie.”
Finally you break.
“It’s under my pillow!” You gasp out, cheeks blushing furiously as tears peak from your eyes.
“Is it now?” I answer with a cruel smile, sweet but dripping with animosity. “And why, pray tell, is it under your pillow?”
You look away from me, answering in the smallest voice you can summon. “Smelling it helps me fall to sleep….”
I giggle in your face. “Gosh, you’re so hopeless, sis.”
I release your hands and swipe my perfume from under your pillow. My towel falls to the floor as I rise, leaving me fully exposed. It’s too much to take in; you look away in shame of your arousal and desire.
I pay the scrap of fabric no mind as I saunter over to the door.
As I reach for the door handle, I turn to face you, looking divine in the sunlight of your window.
“The next time you’re having trouble sleeping, I’m just a text away,” I say with a wink. Then I slide through the doorway and close the door behind me with a slam.
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Thinking of hypnotizing a poor little darling into forgetting what orgasms are. Replacing it with an almost childish understanding of her body and how it works. All to see her later get funny feelings in her pull-ups and explore them like they're brand new. Discovering how touching makes it feel. Until eventually she cums and gets worried she did something wrong. It felt good but stuff came out and it was intense and scary. Before long she's coming up to Mommy to show her just what she did and what happened. Saying she "peed weird." And I get a free show before snapping the reverie and having her understanding return to her. Watching her blush as she's embarrassed by her own behavior... delightful
One of my favorite moments with having a partner into hypnosis w/ me was when we both actively had physical drop triggers (for me hand on cheek, and for her hand on shoulder). After a long date, we were both clearly in the mood, and were slowly wrestling to see who could make the other their submissive little plaything that night. We would be making out, and I'd feel her reaching her hand towards my cheek, and I'd move it to my hip. I'd slowly brush her arm, making my way to her shoulder, when she would swiftly move her hand to grasp mine. Slowly wrestling eachother to see who was more willing to claim their dominance over the other. It was so fucking hot. It ended with her slowly walking us over towards a chair, pushing me into it, pinning me down by sitting in my lap, and using that brief moment of surprise to reach up towards my cheek- "Sleep" And... I was made to do a lot for her that night~
