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Call me Elle.
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#😵💫😵💫😵💫 is for sub talk, #fic is for short writings (usually edge kinks, blood, fauxcest, etc)
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we've kinda got like a cat licking a bunny situation going on. I know that when she lets me preen her wings I'm being a hopeless sadistic pervert and winning as I get to force her to hold still as she makes little pretty noises for me, but she thinks I'm acting in supplication and basically worshipping her with my ministrations. I'm not going to correct her, though.
Partially I have to assume the fantasy of angel wings for at least some section of that group must be to give a sufficiently erotic-symbolic explanation for back sensitivity. Sitting on your back and gently running my fingers across the different muscles and listening to how your breathing shifts until I find just the right place to caress to leave you whimpering and moaning. You know how it is.
lol i just licked that angel girl's ear wing once and it fell in like half a second. halo shattered, horns fully formed, wings stained darker than night just like that. zero fighting back at all, kinda cute.
Sorry, I know you said your parents or partners were abusive and did terrible things to you in the name of love. But I just need you to know that they did that because they thought they were feeling love, but what they were feeling for you wasn't real love, okay? And the real problem here is clearly that people don't agree with my personal idealized vision of what love is. So you need to listen to me. Real love is a good thing for everyone involved. okay? Real love is overwhelming. Real love is found in the scent of her clothing that you stole from her hamper when she wasn't in the room. Real love is when you look up someone else's username to find their old accounts when they were less good at opsec. Real love is global positioning systems and chains and zipties and drugs that dissolve in drinks. Real love sometimes feels disgusting and makes you throw up when you think about it but that's because you weren't embracing it enough. Real love is an intrusion in your mind by something that feels external that empties you out and replaces you with something better. Real love is the red dripping from scratches she left in you. Real love leaves you hollows out and crying yourself to sleep because you lost the only thing that made you feel it. Real love is scheming and planning and plotting to make things better. Okay?
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Frankly if you're only willing to grope her horns if they're sensitive then I think you understand nothing. If there's love in your heart you'd fondle her just for the discomfort in her body language and the scorn in her eyes.
I just think you should be more supportive. I know the two of you were really close back when it was in your party on your cursed quest to defeat me. I mean, you can see that it's clearly having a great time sitting in my lap. Generally unaware of what's going on as it finds itself incapable of stringing two thoughts together while my fingers wander playfully across its body. It used to tell me all about you back when it was in its pretending it didn't want to be here phase. You're making a weird expression now, sorry I'm not very good with faces. Are you jealous? I feel like you're jealous. Maybe the two of you should talk about this some other time. You'll have plenty of time for that after to fall to me in battle.
I just think you should be more supportive. I know the two of you were really close back when it was in your party on your cursed quest to defeat me. I mean, you can see that it's clearly having a great time sitting in my lap. Generally unaware of what's going on as it finds itself incapable of stringing two thoughts together while my fingers wander playfully across its body. It used to tell me all about you back when it was in its pretending it didn't want to be here phase. You're making a weird expression now, sorry I'm not very good with faces. Are you jealous? I feel like you're jealous. Maybe the two of you should talk about this some other time. You'll have plenty of time for that after to fall to me in battle.
I just think you should be more supportive. I know the two of you were really close back when it was in your party on your cursed quest to defeat me. I mean, you can see that it's clearly having a great time sitting in my lap. Generally unaware of what's going on as it finds itself incapable of stringing two thoughts together while my fingers wander playfully across its body. It used to tell me all about you back when it was in its pretending it didn't want to be here phase. You're making a weird expression now, sorry I'm not very good with faces. Are you jealous? I feel like you're jealous. Maybe the two of you should talk about this some other time. You'll have plenty of time for that after to fall to me in battle.
I wouldn't say that I 'reduced you' to tears. Is this really a reduction? A transformation that highlights the shape of your face, shows new colors in your eyes, and let's you make such lovely little noises for my enjoyment. As I see it, I've elevated you to a thing that cries for my pleasure. Don't you enjoy being so good for me?
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strictly speaking it's not domestication if it's not multi-generational, so yes i do need to plan for the next ego death after this one.
it does actually bother me when i see talk about like "domesticating my sub". like no amount of taming and training will turn a wild animal into a domesticated one. you're still wild, even as you need permission to piss, orgasm, or eat; you follow my orders all but immediately; and your table manners are impeccable. there's still a spark of potential disobedience. but, don't worry, the next version of you will be closer.
With the training game, I admit I didn't especially find the process of training in and of itself erotic. Or like, it's hot to be good at it, in a kind of impressive and powerful way. It's hot to have done it, in a kind of erotic consequences and induced power way. But the process itself was only vaguely erotic, with two exceptions.
First, later in the game, throwing in embarrassing or violating goals. Having your subject take its clothes off, or cuddle up against you, or feel itself up, or kneel in front of you, or place its head in your hand.
Something just slightly uncomfortable, that it none the less will do because it's part of the flow. The tension between the anxiety of performing it versus the desire to be good and be rewarded. It's really hot.
And second, specific advanced techniques are just really hot. Using the limited hold to have the subject hold a pose, for one. Having your subject hold still in a position for a minute is just really, really hot. Not just because it's the type of thing that everyone else usually believes you can't do, but because of the expressions it makes.
During the game, for the animal, there's a kind of constant anxious tension. A desire to perform and the brain is fully at work trying to figure out how. Thinking about everything it can do, attempting to read the audience, trying to guess at why it was rewarded before.
Holding still is anathema to that. Doing nothing is the opposite of figuring out what you need to do. And yet, it works. The animal will inevitably perform as desired. Even as all the while it will not quite know what it's doing or what it's supposed to do. Which is really, really cute.
With the training game, I admit I didn't especially find the process of training in and of itself erotic. Or like, it's hot to be good at it, in a kind of impressive and powerful way. It's hot to have done it, in a kind of erotic consequences and induced power way. But the process itself was only vaguely erotic, with two exceptions.
First, later in the game, throwing in embarrassing or violating goals. Having your subject take its clothes off, or cuddle up against you, or feel itself up, or kneel in front of you, or place its head in your hand.
Something just slightly uncomfortable, that it none the less will do because it's part of the flow. The tension between the anxiety of performing it versus the desire to be good and be rewarded. It's really hot.
And second, specific advanced techniques are just really hot. Using the limited hold to have the subject hold a pose, for one. Having your subject hold still in a position for a minute is just really, really hot. Not just because it's the type of thing that everyone else usually believes you can't do, but because of the expressions it makes.
During the game, for the animal, there's a kind of constant anxious tension. A desire to perform and the brain is fully at work trying to figure out how. Thinking about everything it can do, attempting to read the audience, trying to guess at why it was rewarded before.
Holding still is anathema to that. Doing nothing is the opposite of figuring out what you need to do. And yet, it works. The animal will inevitably perform as desired. Even as all the while it will not quite know what it's doing or what it's supposed to do. Which is really, really cute.
With the training game, I admit I didn't especially find the process of training in and of itself erotic. Or like, it's hot to be good at it, in a kind of impressive and powerful way. It's hot to have done it, in a kind of erotic consequences and induced power way. But the process itself was only vaguely erotic, with two exceptions.
First, later in the game, throwing in embarrassing or violating goals. Having your subject take its clothes off, or cuddle up against you, or feel itself up, or kneel in front of you, or place its head in your hand.
Something just slightly uncomfortable, that it none the less will do because it's part of the flow. The tension between the anxiety of performing it versus the desire to be good and be rewarded. It's really hot.
And second, specific advanced techniques are just really hot. Using the limited hold to have the subject hold a pose, for one. Having your subject hold still in a position for a minute is just really, really hot. Not just because it's the type of thing that everyone else usually believes you can't do, but because of the expressions it makes.
During the game, for the animal, there's a kind of constant anxious tension. A desire to perform and the brain is fully at work trying to figure out how. Thinking about everything it can do, attempting to read the audience, trying to guess at why it was rewarded before.
Holding still is anathema to that. Doing nothing is the opposite of figuring out what you need to do. And yet, it works. The animal will inevitably perform as desired. Even as all the while it will not quite know what it's doing or what it's supposed to do. Which is really, really cute.
Increasingly, I've been finding a large amount of the emotional side of my sadism is interested in inducing discomfort. Or, like, I derive a large amount of eroticism from having the power to make a subject uncomfortable, and keeping it in that state without it being able to fight back or stop me. In the first place, I get a lot from expressions, and held in discomfort is very visible in expressions. In how it moves, how it shifts in its seat, how it pleads for me to stop with its eyes. All the while never quite crossing the line of too much. It feels very tangible. Also it's very easy to casually enjoy in the little social rules, the little ways it can't avoid me, the little interactions that make up life, which is fun.
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Increasingly, I've been finding a large amount of the emotional side of my sadism is interested in inducing discomfort. Or, like, I derive a large amount of eroticism from having the power to make a subject uncomfortable, and keeping it in that state without it being able to fight back or stop me. In the first place, I get a lot from expressions, and held in discomfort is very visible in expressions. In how it moves, how it shifts in its seat, how it pleads for me to stop with its eyes. All the while never quite crossing the line of too much. It feels very tangible. Also it's very easy to casually enjoy in the little social rules, the little ways it can't avoid me, the little interactions that make up life, which is fun.
Increasingly, I've been finding a large amount of the emotional side of my sadism is interested in inducing discomfort. Or, like, I derive a large amount of eroticism from having the power to make a subject uncomfortable, and keeping it in that state without it being able to fight back or stop me. In the first place, I get a lot from expressions, and held in discomfort is very visible in expressions. In how it moves, how it shifts in its seat, how it pleads for me to stop with its eyes. All the while never quite crossing the line of too much. It feels very tangible. Also it's very easy to casually enjoy in the little social rules, the little ways it can't avoid me, the little interactions that make up life, which is fun.
