You’re not like other girls. You’re dumber. You’re more obedient.

put more doms in collars.

“i don’t know, it might be too big” masc x “please please pleeeeease make it fit” femme

thinking about having somebody guide my hand down between my legs and assuming they want me to finger myself, only to have them slip two fingers in right next to my own. turning to meet their gaze in shock while they coo something about helping me make myself feel good. the idea of being full in this way making my brain fuzzy, each thrust wiping my mind blank until i can’t string together a complete thought. flushing in embarrassment when i can feel the way my pussy sucks in both of our fingers. the low moan that makes its way out of me when i get to feel the way i squeeze down when i cum, impossibly tight over the three? four? fingers working in and out of me. my fucked out babbling picking up speed as they push my fingers deeper, coaxing me into fucking myself through the orgasm just as they normally would. trying to wiggle away but there’s nowhere to go when they’re holding me still and fucking me open with my own hand.

tops that beg to touch you, tops that whine and whimper at the slightest praise, tops that drop to their knees the second you tell them you had a bad day, tops that ask how their fingers feel inside you, asking for reassurance that they make you feel good, tops that light up when you call them puppy or good boy….

anyways i thought a lot yesterday about sitting between someone's legs with my back to their chest as they hold my thighs open and bite at my neck and tell me how good and pretty i'm being for them while i whine and beg :-( a girl can only dream

sitting together with a friend and they tell you "wow, you are disturbingly susceptible to hypnosis!", without any apparent prompt, and refuse to elaborate

oh yeah sorry im on that testosterone that turns you into a fucking werewolf. yeah on full moons i pop a knot and my canines elongate into fangs perfect for chewing on pup subs. mmhm yeah it doesn’t matter the dosage it’s just how it works for me so don’t even bother. no yeah its not even that i transform or anything he just comes within 5 feet and i black out and wake up 6 hours later still fucking him.

i've mastered the art of getting off while staying almost completely silent but what i would give for someone to tie me down and play with me til i'm crying and whimpering and moaning and being physically incapable of going two seconds without left out another filthy sound

a hypnotised pet with a little bell round their collar, conditioned to feel pleasure every time it rings, watching as they keep getting distracted from their task as the pleasure keeps raking up, until they come begging to me for help