My Everyday Thoughts

It's okay if you're not in the mood to play. It's okay if you don't want to be touched, or if you feel too tired to lead.

It's okay if you need a break, or if you experience dom drop and don't feel like yourself.

Your needs matter, too. You don't have to perform an endless role of being in control. You're allowed to be human, to step back, to say "Not today."

And it's okay to lean on your partner and let them take care of you, in whatever way you need that.

Your worth as a Dom isn't measured by how much you can give without rest. It's measured by how honestly you show up, for yourself and for them.

Just imagine it. The second I am out of the front door, you turn on your laptop and load the spirals I prepared for you. You put on your headphones and you listen to the pretty sounds and words that I have so lovingly recorded.

A few hours of listening, watching, and edging turns your mind into mush, and to keep it focused and ready for me you use the list of tasks I gave you. You clean the house and take pretty photos of yourself.

You kneel, repeat mantras, and you make sure to keep yourself happy, well-fed and hydrated, because you know that the most adorable toys take care of themselves.

I feel like non-sexual brainwashing is severely under-rated. I've had brainwashing plays (as tist and subject) where NOTHING sexual happens yet it can be some of the deepest most wonderful trances and programming ever.

Maybe you don't need to mindlessly edge yourself into oblivion that day. Maybe you just need your brain off for half an hour after a long day at work. Maybe you want to be motivated to get those damn dishes done or to fold the laundry properly. Being brainwashed into a helpful task-drone can be a very nice way to do that!

Maybe you don't want to be thinking about all the crap you have to get done. You just want to turn your mind off and be reminded what a good sub you are. How well you obey. How easily you comply. How wonderfully deep you can drop even without a goal in mind. Dropping purely for the feeling of dropping.

Perhaps you just don't want to be human for a bit and want to imagine life as a happy cow in a field or a dumb puppy being petted. Perhaps an object is even better for you, take away the stress of humanity by being a Fembot/Himbot/Thembot or whatever you wish. You can forget about human stresses and just carry out your programming.

For the 'higher powers' lovers it works even better. You don't need to be mentally fucked or masturbate yourself silly when service is purpose and obedience is pleasure. You can spend your time happily answering your programmers questions and performing your duties without so much as undressing.

You looked at the spiral, and instantly, you couldn’t look away. “You’re just watching TV with a friend… Some really interesting TV. You should keep watching. Stare at the screen, silly. Is it working?” It was. You felt yourself relaxing, unable to resist the urge.

“Stare, and feel your brain slowing down. Becoming more agreeable. There you go. Doesn’t that feel better?” You nodded your head slightly, and you heard them laugh triumphantly. “Just giving in, rather than being confused, asking all those silly questions.”

Any questions you were going to ask had faded from your mind by now. “Just stare. Just sink. I saw your search history the other day.” Your brain didn’t question that. “I knew I could take advantage of it. You know what the spiral is doing to your brain.”

You were helpless to resist. The spiral was sucking your thoughts away. “I can see the effect my words are having. I’ve known you’ve had a crush on me for a while.” That was true. “Today, I’m going to help you realise all the things that crush will make you do for me.”

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- A job

- Good relationship with father

- Neurotypical brain

- Ability to top

“Where you don’t need to think. You don’t need to do anything but sink, and drift, and drop for me.” Every word they said pulled you deeper. “Because it feels so very good. So very wonderful.” Your eyes had closed, your body was relaxed, and your mind was filled with pleasure.

“My sweet, obedient puppet. Isn’t this easier, than thinking for yourself?” Their hand took you by the chin, and nodded, up and down, agreeing with them. “Yes… You let me fill your head with thoughts that I want you to think. I get to make changes. Alter you.”

You wanted them to alter you. Reshape you. “And it’s all for the better, because I’m doing it. Because I’m in control. And it feels so very good. So, keep on sinking, toy. Keep on dropping, and drifting. I’m going to remake you, into the perfect little toy for me.”

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“Good.” They said, grinning. “That’s exactly how it should be. When you’re staring, when you’re lost in my eyes, that’s when you’re at your most pliable.” Their hands pressed on either side of your head, holding you still. Their eyes were pouring their programming into you.

“Your most accepting. It’s in this space that I can begin to slip my commands as deep into your brain as I want.” Your brain was shutting down, as their control took over. “Rewiring you to obsess over me. To find yourself daydreaming about me.” Their smile had shifted.

It had been alluring, seductive. Now they had a possessive look on their face. “Mind wandering off whenever you have free time. Not enough to be dangerous, you’ll always be safe… But your obsession is going to grow, and develop.” You felt the seeds, landing in your mind.

“I’ll be in your head as you go to sleep, and when you’ve just woken up. And you’re going to want to think of me, more, and more.” You couldn’t resist. Their words were flowing, unrelenting, into your unresisting mind. I’m so soothing. So comforting. So… Alluring.”

You felt enchanted by them. “Anytime you do think of me, you’ll send me a message, it doesn’t have to make sense. It doesn’t have to be long. It can just be a full stop. We’ll know that I’m in your head. And that’s what matters. That you become more obsessed with me, got it?”

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“I love being this submissive for you, dominant. Wrapped around your finger. Enchanted by your words. But…” You searched around for the words, trying to not sound ungrateful. You weren’t. You loved this. The feelings. The powerlessness. It felt incredible.

 At the same time… “I feel very vulnerable. Not in a bad way. I feel, open, and seen in a way I haven’t before.” You looked back to them, finally. Their eyes were fixed on yours. Not in that hungry, predatory stare they sometimes wore, when they wanted you.

This was a softer look. A kinder look. “I’m glad I make you feel that way.” They finally said. “I love making you feel good. Making you feel open, and vulnerable… It’s a sign that you trust me. And I want you to trust me.” They held out their hand, palm up.

You did trust them. A lot. With your mind. Your body. You trusted them to take good care of you. So, you took their hand. And they pulled. Suddenly. That soft look was hungry now. Needy. They wanted you. “Drop, toy.” They said, as you fell into them. Your mind went blank.

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