Fantasías de esclavitud

I expect you to ask for permission for everything:

to go out

to talk to people

to spend money

to have a treat

to sit on the couch

to start a diet or to end it

to wear pants

to do anything out of the ordinary

please objectify me and call me dumb

please exclude me from political conversations

please interrupt me while i’m talking

please use me however you want

please

He never let her cum anymore. Not unless he said so. But that didn’t mean she got to lay there uselessly.

Her training had started months ago, when her denial sessions first began. Not just denying her release — that was far too simple. No, he had something much crueler in mind. Something that fed his sadism. Something that broke her more deliciously.

He taught her how to fake it.

At first, it was humiliating. The idea alone made her burn with shame. But the shame made her wetter. And he knew that. Of course he knew that.

“You don’t get to cum, slut,” he whispered into her ear during one of their early sessions, his cock deep inside her. “But you’re going to act like you do. For me. For my pleasure.”

Her face flushed deeply, trembling as he spoke, her cunt already dripping around him.

“That’s right. Moan for me. Squirm. Arch that back. Flutter those useless muscles like you’re cumming your little brains out.”

He was teaching her to perform. Teaching her to mimic real orgasms so well that even he could lose himself in her trembling act. The clenching, the spasming, the breathless gasps. Every little detail was trained to his exact liking.

“Arch your back more when you feel me tense.” “Let your voice crack here.” “Tighten and flutter your cunt like you're about to burst.” “Don’t forget to cry a little. You’re so pretty when you cry.”

Every single session left her broken. Her face buried in the sheets, her body obeying on instinct. Her cunt fluttering and squeezing around him exactly how he trained her, even as her mind screamed for real release.

He thrived on it. The control. The humiliation. The complete and utter ownership.

“You perform so well for Daddy,” he whispered as he emptied himself inside her quivering hole again and again. “Look at you — pretending so sweetly while I fill you like the dumb little toy you are.”

Her eyes watered with humiliation, her face hot, but the words only made her soak through the sheets.

“You don’t need to cum, do you?” he mocked softly. “You don’t even know what you want anymore, do you?”

“No, Daddy,” she whimpered, trembling, brain fogged with denial and desperation.

But it got filthier.

He loved to degrade her mid-performance, whispering in her ear while she performed her fake orgasms for him.

“Look at you. You shake like a whore for me. Like a needy, empty slut desperate for attention. You’re not even a person anymore, are you? You’re my personal little fleshlight. My trained hole. My obedient, broken fuckdoll.”

The more he abused her, the more she melted for him. And when he finally allowed her to cum for real, it was no longer hers. They would all be ruined, last minutes to add salt to her begging and mewling.

Her real orgasms were his. Trained. Engineered. Molded by months of conditioning. Her body spasmed in perfect waves, her pussy fluttering exactly how he liked, her sobbing cries breaking at just the right pitch — all for him.

“Good girl,” he cooed after those rare releases. “Look how well I’ve corrupted you.”

Her face would burn, nuzzling his chest like a scared, broken little thing, but her cunt would still throb with pride.

“You don’t even cum for yourself anymore,” he whispered while stroking her hair. “Every orgasm belongs to me. You cum the way I taught you to. Because I broke you. Because you’re mine.”

She couldn’t stop the sobbing moan that escaped her lips as her body shook again, overstimulated and humiliated.

“You’re going to keep practicing for me, aren’t you, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, barely audible, voice shaky.

“Nuzzling won’t save you, little thing,” he mocked, voice dripping with pride. “You’ll stay trained. You’ll stay ruined. You’ll stay perfect.”

And he smiled darkly as she blushed harder, trembling under his fingertips, ruined beyond repair — exactly how he wanted her.

“My perfect little corrupted pet. My addict. My property.”

Service sub that worships the ground I walk on. Every need, she's there. Sniffing, licking away as soon as I come home, sweaty after a long day of work and gym. She sits there, patiently waiting in the position I taught her to. Leash in hand. I clip it on her collar before walking her to the couch. No limits. Pulling off a shoe at a time. Then the socks. Licking each toe with care before working her mouth up with those soft kisses up my leg. Nose coming to a rest at my sack, pressed in. She knows her ritual. Like a devoted priestess at her altar. She inhales, letting the musky scent in. It wets her. I had been training her to get addicted for months now. Her new drug, as she kept at it for a moment before diving in. She's careful as she sucks on the balls, eyes up for a silent permission. I'd nod for her to continue as she works her way, finally relaxing before she goes back down. Tonguing around my ass crack, searching for her precious little sweet spot.

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Asking you about your day, then pulling your tits out while you’re talking

Having you cook my dinner, you only eat once I’ve finished

Jerking off beside you in bed, pushing your head down to swallow my cum without saying a word

Immediately groping you when I get home from work, shaming you for being desperate if you’re wet

You make our morning coffee, but I cum in yours instead of milk

While I’m at work leaving you a list of household chores and expecting them all done

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Good girls don't think. With one simple phrase your mind goes blank. Maybe just for a moment, maybe you didn't even notice. But you've been programmed to obey, conditioned to serve.

"Good girls don't think"

You're not going to think. You're only going to obey. You're going to serve. You're going to be my obedient toy. You're better this way.

"Good girls obey"

You're a good girl now, a helpless toy, blissfully mindless and compliant. You only want to serve, only want to be used, only want to please. You're my helpless toy.

"I'm his helpless toy"

Everything is so much simpler now. All you have to do is obey. All you want to do is play, suck and fuck. You're going to be such an obedient fuck toy for me.

"I'm his fuck toy"

You're going to come get on your knees for me. You're going to wrap your lips around your Master's hard cock and suck. You need to be a good fuck toy. You need to please.

"I need to suck Master's cock"

Good girl. You're better this way, wet and desperate, eager to please. You're going to be a good fuck toy for me.

I need a guide to be a good girl…I'm touching myself atm, thinking about your superior intellect …🥵 It makes me so wet …

Please please please please Sir, I really REALLY want to be a good girl , but I need a bullet point explanation, because I'm a dumb fucking whore…

How can I humiliate myself and remember my place as a cocksucker ? 🤤

Your devoted holes ❤️

"recovering feminist"… I like that term 😌🩷

Here are some things you can do to remember your place and to embrace your inferiority:

Edge frequently, it’s a cute hobby for any slut ✨

Repeat some mantras while you edge to reprogram your little brain faster. Go with some classics like "brains are for boys, my thoughts are just noise" <3

Watch more porn, the more pathetic the women in it the better 💕

Put yourself on a dick diet frequently eating phallic food like bananas, carrots, hotdogs, eggplants, cucumbers…

Make a list of all the things girls are typically bad at, reflect on how you’re really not that great at them and edge to that 🥰💖

Make it a habit to specifically ask men when you need help with something

Practice imaging only men when you’re reading or "thinking" about scientists, doctors, philosophers, inventors….

Research a list of misogynistic quotes by intelligent historical figures. Create some phone/desktop wallpapers with them, add them to some daily inspirational quotes app if there’s a custom mode, maybe even have them printed on a mug

Write an essay on why girls are inferior to men 💞

Slut up your wardrobe to be better eye-candy for men <33

Practice taking nudes to be prepared when a man ask for some