Lifes A Learning Experience. Just Doing My Best.

I want a dom who takes before and after pictures every session. They snap photographs of my cock and my holes every time, but then take another few pictures that let me know what's ahead. Sometimes my ass cheeks, or my neck, or my mouth, or my thighs. After they've fucked me, ruined me, made me their mess, I have to pose for new photos, spreading my holes so they can document how well used I am. I want them to show them to me like a catalogue of experiences, "choose what you want to end up like." They coo, skating a hand down my back, letting me design my own destruction.

Actually how about spanking as a delivery method for forced orgasms. Starting out by slowly, gently edging with a big, uncomfortable dildo until you're a needy, pathetic mess. The raw intimacy and power of bringing you to the edge over and over again, painfully and uncomfortably until you're whining and begging to be allowed to cum like a dumb, needy toy. Forcing it inside you until it's so fucking deep that you can barely handle it, your hole painfully stretched while I grab you by the hips and flip you over so you're made to lay face down. Forcefully spanking your ass so hard that your hole involuntarily spasms on it, flexing in pain while I hit you again and again and again and again, holding it inside you until you grind against it so hard that you cum like a stupid fucking painslut.

It's impossible for me to be normal about anal it's just so fucking close and intimate especially when it's rough and I'm pulling your hair and groping your hips and whispering in your ear how fucking perfect your hole feels stretched around my dick

can someone PLEASE fetishize how airheaded and bubbly i am when im high

aw, did you smoke too much? feeling all dumb and empty and needy now? do you need some strong hands to steady you? and maybe something to fill you up where you need it most? you’d like that, wouldn’t you?

dress me up in slutty little shorts then pull them to the side when you want to see my boycunt <3

can’t stop thinking about someone slowly pushing their cock into my ass while their hand gently caresses my hip, whispering in my ear “you don’t need to think right now, just take it like the good boy you are”

ooo you wanna call me a good boy so badly… you wanna tell me i’m such a pretty puppy and deserve all the treats in the world… you wanna clip my collar around my neck and tell me it fits perfectly before pulling it so tight i can hardly breathe… fuck i’m drooling

Nothing activates my prey brain like someone grabbing the back of my neck. It doesn’t matter the context, I just immediately go a little limp and braindead, which is very embarrassing to have happen in a public place. Very embarrassing to get all weak and helpless and need to be led to wherever we’re going because I just forgot where we were for a second. Very embarrassing how easy it is to make my prey-coded ass docile.

i like when less direct suggestions are more subtle and natural feeling but i also like when they feel very transparent. like, when you're fully aware that even though they're saying gentle and permissive things there's a really specific response that they want. "it's okay to relax... you don't need to think about anything..." but you know what they really mean is "you're going to relax for me. i'm not going to let you think about anything."

Nothing activates my prey brain like someone grabbing the back of my neck. It doesn’t matter the context, I just immediately go a little limp and braindead, which is very embarrassing to have happen in a public place. Very embarrassing to get all weak and helpless and need to be led to wherever we’re going because I just forgot where we were for a second. Very embarrassing how easy it is to make my prey-coded ass docile.

I really need someone to train me into a good obedient boyslut. I want to be fucked, hypnotised and trained and told to say shameful things. I need someone to carve into my brain that I'm a fuckhole and use me until I'm ready to take on my job as everyone's fleshlight.

being owned wouldn't fix me but it would make a lot of things in my life easier to deal with i think

Being gagged just does something to my brain. Something about it feels so helpless. There’s no more talking, no more begging, there’s nothing you can do to get what you want. You just have to take what they give you, whether it be endless teasing or fucking you so hard you’d beg them to stop if you could. Even better if they taunt you with it, if they tell you to ask for what you want, just to laugh at how pathetic you sound trying. Like you’re just there for their entertainment and pleasure.