trans sex for the masses

it's crazy how much i belong on my knees with my hands tied behind my back. can't fight back, everything free to touch and grab, vulnerable because i am really bad at balancing like that and i will shake a lot. perfect height for petting, pulling, groping, dick sucking. yeah. that's where i wish i was right now

i want to feel truly owned. i want to be used at any second. i want to have to drop whatever i'm doing to be used. i want to walk into the house and be told to strip/prep immediately. i want to be completely obedient without thinking. i want to be trained to perform actions with only the most minor instructions or signals. i want to be overwhelmed until i'm begging for mercy and have it be refused. i want to fight to stop it and lose and be treated worse because of it. i want my sub-humanity to be taken for granted and have it used against me. i want to be looked down on. i want to be made incapable of resisting with rope. i want to be completely immobilised in a hog tie or tied to the bed. i want to lick the boot or suck his dick with a handful of my hair grabbed tight. i want him to look at my pretty gagged face and hold it in his hand and feel the drool i can't stop from leaking out and for him to smile and say "awww puppy, is it too much? aw that's too bad. what a good girl for me. yeah. i think you're ready for more." i don't want to feel dominated or controlled or taken advantage of. i want to feel truly owned.

him getting bored and walking over to hurt me for a little. walk in, strip me down, and scratch me, spank me, pull my hair, maybe just for a little, maybe till i'm crying and begging, then going back to something else. just being there to keep him entertained

i can't wait to move in with him for so many reasons but one of them is just how often I would love to be casually treated as a pet. it's so ok to not have the time or energy for a full hour plus long session but would it be ok if I laid my head in your lap for a while and have you run your fingers through my hair while I softly moan a lil? smiling at me like "yeah?" if I make it obvious just how much i'm enjoying it? curling up around you because it makes me so happy to be yours in maybe a slightly possessive way? and this is without even mentioning how much i'm hoping to be groped, have my shirt pulled up, or maybe grabbed by the hair just to mess with me, to make me a little more pathetic. and yeah i think sometimes i wanna do the dishes shirtless with no underwear just because i can and he can. daydreaming

biting at him, hard, trying to make it hurt, trying to leave a mark, trying to show that i'm not just some mindless toy, that I can fight back, that it's not going to be that easy to take what he wants from me. except that the whole time i'm tied down and collared, and when he's had enough he just leans back, grabs me by the collar to force me down, laughs at me. how pathetic i'd look, staring up at him, and how easy it would be to just fuck all that fight right out of me. gag me if he wants to be really mean. he keeps me on a leash that's exactly as long as he wants, and when he's tired of me fighting back, i may as well just give up.

fuck man. knew I was a pain slut but last night was something else entirely. he fucked me so hard that I literally couldn't stop myself from curling up into a ball and crying, he threatened to keep going but since I couldn't say anything he took pity on me. but I didn't really want any. so i grabbed his hand and I put it in my hair and I closed his fist. and the feeling was indescribable. it felt more like an orgasm than like pain. don't get me wrong I love pain but it was like i couldn't quite feel it because I felt this wave of feeling washing over me. I couldn't stop smiling it felt so incredible. I don't know what it was because it wasn't the first time he's pulled my hair, but maybe the headspace I was in or the way he did it or something it just felt unbelievable. I even had the really strong feeling of relaxation after that I get after a full body orgasm. I really hope we can recreate it and fuck I need to experiment more with pain

related to previous post but everything has been so much more fun since I started using shaking keys as a safeword. i go non-verbal reeeeaaaal quick so hard to check in, and psychologically very difficult to use words for that function. especially since the more intense it is, the harder it gets to talk, which makes it harder for me to safeword when I need to. the one thing with keys is that there's no scale to it like with a traffic light type system but so worth it. it makes me feel so safe knowing that i just need to move my hand a little and even in bondage with my hands tied together its really easy to do. plus it makes my dom feel better about gagging me and about what he does when i'm gagged, and being gagged is one of my favourite things. gives me permission not to say anything, makes me feel deliciously sub-human, makes me a mess, and changes the way my whole body feels. i love it i want it all the time i want to just be gagged and collared and tied and abused that's the best part

i'm so glad there's a good amount of trans barely human kink posting on here, i've found it so validating in weird ways. like yeah I am an object, what does it matter if I pretend to be a gender when i'm clearly not important enough to have one? why would I want to identify as a gender when i'm already an object of your lust and your sadism just from the body i've made and shaped with my own hands and from the reactions you can pull out of it? you don't want a girl thing or a boy thing or even a non-binary thing, it doesn't matter what i say when you force me into a collar and force me to bark just to humiliate myself, because what else am I good for? who cares what my voice sounds like when the only sounds i can make are screams, gasps or choking, who cares what type of hole you can fuck mercilessly, who cares what my face looks like when i'm not face down and gagged, who cares what shape the body is that you're carefully encasing in rope? genders are for people, and you know i'm not one of them.

got back from the lab and i'm horny. there's something in there right? lab coat and disposable gloves on, measuring things out. ironic because i'm the one who wants to be observed and he's the one who wears the gloves. and don't tell my supervisor but yeah, i'm stealing them for him to fuck me with. doing RNA extractions with the same gloves i'm hoping he's going to ruin me in later and trying to focus enough to follow the protocol and take notes properly while i'm daydreaming about him. you can sexualise anything if you're bored enough. and I haven't even gotten to actually crazy stuff like all the chemicals in there he could very unethically and dangerously torture me with, or if we're going real far out using genetics to do imaginary kink pseudoscience like making me into a dog/slave/sex object. much to consider