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Season 2: Legacy of the Green Ninja

Season 3: Rebooted

Season 4: The Tournament of Elements

Season 5: Possession

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Ninjago: Decoded The LEGO Ninjago Movie

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Season 9: Hunted

Tales from the Monastery of Spinjitsu

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Prime Empire Original Shorts

Season 13: Master of the Mountain

Mini-series: Legacy: Reimagined Special Series: The Island

Season 14: Seabound

Mini-movies: The Virtues of Spinjitsu

Season 15: Crystallized

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PART ONE

PART TWO 

PART THREE

PART FOUR

All these desires and cravings you have, floating around in your head, can be so overwhelming at times. Deep down, you know you’re a submissive, but letting go completely still takes some brain power. Shreds of resistance still push back, secretly wanting, waiting to be defeated. Sometimes you just need a little push to truly accept who you are.

Let me give you that push.

Wanting to be told what to do is good.

It’s only natural. No more thoughts, no more choices. It makes everything simple. Easy. Just float on my words, let me guide you to where you belong.

Wanting to be told what you are is good.

Let go of all of your freedom, including the freedom to decide what you are, deep down. Are you a slave? A dog? An object? A brainwashed drone, or perhaps a drooling, hypnotized subject? That’s for me to decide, and you to embrace.

Wanting to have your mind toyed with is good.

The knowledge that your time of submission will end, that you may lose control for now, but eventually, you will reclaim it, is yet another roadblock that keeps you from the bliss of complete surrender. Let’s remove that roadblock. Hypnotic triggers. Reinforcement of commands. A schedule. Rules. A leash, and collar. All of these will tear down your misconceptions, and teach you that there is no end. One snap of my fingers, one special phrase, and you’re back down on the floor. Your illusion of freedom is in the palm of my hands, and I can take it away in an instant.

Wanting to be used is good.

Spanked. Groped. Teased. Taunted. Your body, just as your mind, becomes a toy for my amusement. You become whatever I desire, in that moment. A sex toy one second, a foot rest the next, then my barking puppy dog, and then, one snap, and you go blank completely. Whatever I want, whenever I want. You forget what it means to have wants and needs of your own, and learn that my happiness is your purpose, my words are irresistible, and my control is your addiction.

Wanting to be broken is good.

Obedience becomes pleasure. One word, and you fall to the floor, pure arousal and lust pulsing through every inch of your body. Moans escape from your lips, as you attempt to speak, but can only writhe, touch, rub, and groan. This is what happens when you obey, when you’ve forfeited everything to me. I open you up to pleasure unlike anything you’ve felt before, pleasure you could never achieve by yourself. A weak toy like you can only feel this from letting your addiction take over. From knowing that all of you belongs to another. From feeling my hands grasp onto your brain, draining it completely of care, and branding you with my enticing domination. You are destroyed, ruined, conquered. And it’s exactly what you not only need, but deserve.

Wanting to belong to someone is good.

One of those scenarios I’ve planted in your mind must have made you twitch in yearning. The mention of being a dog, forced to always wear your collar as a sign that you are owned. Or maybe it was being a mindless drone, feeling your mind being tinkered with, as you are programmed into the perfect slave. Or perhaps it was the idea that your escape back to reality is never permanent. And no matter where you are or what you’re doing, one trigger phrase is all it takes to pull you away from the fiction of a normal life, burning away your mask of pretending to be equal, and puts you back down to where you belong. Subservient and obedient. Your favorite fantasy is proof that you want to belong. You want to be free of choice, free of thought, free of worry. For you, true freedom is in total surrender.

There’s your little push, my submissive. The sign you needed to cast away your will, and dive head first into that enticing pool of addiction and devotion. You’ll plunge so deep into it, so deep you may never surface. But that’s good. I’ll take care of your worries, your mind, your choices, everything. That push was all you needed to fall right into my arms, and become mine. And I think we both know that being mine is good. 

Reading my words is good.

Doing as I say is good. 

This is good. 

This is right. 

This is who you are. 

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Here’s the Fine Line one, and

https://hazzabeeforlou.tumblr.com/post/622231932048179200/walls-masterpost