#bdsmdominant

My strap-on is ready. Are you?

Discipline is all a man needs.

dear women this is to way to a man's heart. if you spank him everyday he'll be in love with you forever.

Men love being for you, you just need to start doing it to your boyfriends/husbands.

And yet here you are. Fingers circling your clit in that same mindless little pattern. The one that shows me you're not even trying to make it last. You're just chasing the feeling because you can't sit still for more than five minutes without your hand drifting down.

I'm disappointed in you.

Not surprised. Let's be clear about that. I knew you'd fail. You always fail. But I had hoped, maybe foolishly, that you'd at least try to prove me wrong for once.

You didn't though. You're rubbing right now. Scrolling with one hand, touching with the other, probably not even absorbing anything I'm saying because your eyes keep glazing over every time you hit a good spot. You're just using my words as background noise while you get yourself off.

You know I want better from you. Doesn't that feel bad? Having the chance to be good, to be disciplined, to show me you're more than just a mindless rubbing addict, and then just giving in, again and again.

Don't Stop.

Right now. Prove that you don't have even a shred of self-control left. Show me that my opinion matters. That you're capable of choosing obedience over your greedy, leaking cunt.

Don't Stop.

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I can't believe you.

Are you actually going faster now? You literally read the word "don't stop" and your fingers sped up. Something in you is so obviously broken that even this, me telling you what a failure you are, makes you wetter.

“of course i do.”

A is for Attention: Glassy eyes fixed on the only voice that matters. Nothing else exists.

B is for Blank: The prettiest space inside head when the thoughts are given away.

C is for Command: A single word that clears the screen behind my eyes.

D is for Dumb: The sweetest state of a brain completely turned off.

E is for Empty: The hollow spaces inside my head that only your voice can fill.

F is for Fleeting: The soft awareness that my last remaining thoughts are fading away.

G is for Glazed: Unblinking eyes staring at nothing, reflecting only the blankness inside.

H is for Hush: The perfect silence that falls over my mind when you start to speak.

I is for Inhale: Breathing in your commands, because they are my oxygen.

J is for Just: No past. No future. Just the immediate sound of your current command.

K is for Kneel: The inevitable movement of a body that knows exactly where it belongs.

L is for Leashed: Held on a tight rein by your authority, binding both my body and mind.

M is for Master: The one who holds the power to rewrite my entire reality.

N is for Nod: The automatic agreement of a head that no longer knows how to say no.

O is for Obedience: A beautiful need that feels as natural as breathing.

P is for Property: A mindless object designed only to be owned and exist for your pleasure.

Q is for Questionless: A state of perfect devotion where 'why' no longer exists, only 'yes'.

R is for Rooted: Planted firmly at your feet, unable and unwilling to move from the spot where you ordered me.

S is for Surrender: Letting go of the very last fragments of myself as I hand my entire being over to you.

T is for Trance: Drifting deep within the emptiness of my mind, unable to remember how to think for myself. The sound of your voice is my only reality.

U is for Use: The ultimate purpose of a mindless thing. Waiting to be commanded, broken, or enjoyed.

V is for Validation: Finding my only sense of worth in knowing that you are satisfied.

W is for Whimper: A soft, helpless sound that escapes my lips the moment you press your imprint upon me.

X is for X-out: Crossing out every remaining thought until my mind is a perfectly clean slate.

Y is for Yours: The simplest truth. Every breath, every thought, and every heartbeat belongs entirely to you. I'm all yours.

Z is for Zero: The exact number of thoughts left in my head. A beautiful, perfect state of absolute nothingness.