To Kneel Or Be Knelt To?

I can’t tell you what it is, but I’ve spoken another language all my life, and I find it to be an advantage—and so much fun—when training a new pet who can’t understand a word of it. 

From the start, I’ll train you to respond to commands by context alone, respond to nothing but the rhythms and the tones of this foreign tongue. It’s just like training a real dog. I would know. The first week or two is the best part—ordering you to do things, and refusing to repeat them in English; watching you run around, frantically fetching me things, or throwing yourself at me in every way you can think of. So excited to be good for me, so frustrated that you can’t figure out how… But don’t worry, little one. I know. It’ll just take time.

Maybe I’ll give you degrading little nicknames and lie about what they mean, laugh every time you come when called. Maybe I’ll whisper the most depraved things I can think of, but in a voice so sweet that you assume I must be praising you. Or the reverse? I could growl your praises into your ear, make you sweat beneath me as you try to figure out what’s going on. After all, you thought you had done something right. You helpless little creature.

"can I touch you?"

"do you want me to do that baby?"

"does it feel good?"

"ah, that's it, you're doing so good"

"feels good doesn't it?"

"shh shhh, that's it, good"

"you're taking this so well baby"

"mm you're being so good for me"

"fuck, you're so cute"

"shhh, shhh, that's it, that's it"

"shhhh, you're getting loud"

"that's it, fuck"

"you look so pretty when you're whimpering"

"so good for me"

"mm"

"that's it"

"fuck"

"you did so well for me baby"

"come here"

"you did so good, you were so good for me"

i wanna drape myself along their back when they get close, whispering in their ear and looking in their eyes through the mirror, reminding them to "be a good little pet for me, darling" because "i didn't say you could cum yet, and you want to be good for me, right, love?"

and when it gets too much for them and they get all nice and desperate, when they're a begging and whimpering mess, i wanna push their chest into the floor and pound them, telling them to "keep looking at yourself getting pounded like this. you look so pretty for me like this. keep watching," because "i'll stop if you don't."

i wanna watch their eyes roll away in pleasure when the orgasm hits them, and keep on touching them through it, praising them for being so good for me. "that's my angel, such a good little slut for me. that's it, darling. cum all over my cock. 'm so proud of you, you took it so well, my little angel."

But there’s another outcome that isn’t talked about as often.

It’s also okay if your trauma has made you hypersexual.

I want a girl who sees through my good boy exterior and can tell that I'm a slut. I want a girl who knows that when I fidget with my hands nervously, I'm telling her that I want hey to give it to me. I want hands on my ass because it makes me gasp, and calling me "good boy" in front of other people, and rubbing me down under the table until my thighs are quivering.

I want her to fucking ruin me, like I need to be ruined. I want her to slap me, and pinch my nipples, and grind her clit on my pliant mouth, roughly. And then, when she pulls away, it'll force me to whine, and loudly admit that I want more abuse from her, before I start sucking her clit with ecstasy and abandon. I want more pain from her, more of her orgasms on my face and cock, and for her to wring more cum out from my sore, beaten, slutty cock.

Today on I’m a dumbass~~

ACSGSHDBEHS I DO THAT TOO WHEN I READ OTHER PEOPLE'S STUFF

This is such a great and important question!! Thank you so much for asking it!

In short, yes! You’re correct - a sleeping person cannot give consent and taking advantage of someone sleeping is assault.

However, consent conversations with regular partners can often apply across a relationship - even long after the initial conversation. The key is clearly communicated boundaries and expectations.

For example, L and I have discussed in clear terms that I would love to be woken up by his cock in my throat, and the feeling of being overpowered while half asleep is incredibly arousing to me. The idea of free use makes me excited af, so I made sure to communicate to L that he has my consent to use me however he pleases, whenever he pleases.

And we regularly return to these conversations. He checks to ensure that I’m still comfortable with our dynamic, asks how I’m feeling mentally/emotionally, and shares how he’s feeling as well.

Another example: I’m not feeling super emotionally stable right now, so L thinks it’s best if I tell him I feel well enough to play prior to EACH INDIVIDUAL playtime. Currently, it isn’t the healthy choice for us to lean into free use because he doesn’t want to accidentally misread my anxiety levels and cause me to drop. He took the time to communicate his thoughts to me, so I didn’t feel disappointment or feelings of being unwanted when he stopped initiating sexual activity.