There's a lot of people who would say that girls aren't useful for anything, that they are too stupid to provide value, but I STRONGLY disagree with this.
See, I believe that girls were MADE to be entertaining. The way they dress up so pretty and behave shamelessly to attract attention -- why else would they do that?
A fun fact to further my point: did you know there is an entire platform for any girl to sign up to in order to make money being an entertainer for Men? It has paid out $5 billion to girls on the platform.
It's called OnlyFans, and it's all the rage among pretty popular good girls these days...
Are you a pretty popular good girl?
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š šŗ Minister of Patriarchal Propaganda š§ š§¼
Drool so much your white top goes see through
It starts small. Rubbing your cunt to something a little shameful and wrong. But it excites you so you canāt stop, reinforcing it and normalizing it each time you touch yourself.
Before you know it, itās the only thing that turns you on, as you need increasingly extreme forms of stimulation to get that same high.
Make no mistake: each time I turn you on and make you edge to more perverted porn than the last time, that is a deliberate effort on my part to reshape your mind. Iām rewriting how you think and what arouses you on for my personal pleasure, making you more and more dependent on me to give you that same high.
If only you had the willpower to stop rubbing your pussy like the pathetic pet that you areā¦
⦠and yet here you are. Still reading each sentence and moaning in shame.
Letting me dumb you down into a stupid slutty porn doll.
Itās too late now. You know it. I know it. Your pussy knows it.
So you might as well give up.
Good girl.
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š š¤ Corruption King š
This is how I like you.
Lost. Confused. Vulnerable.
Too unsure of your own reality to trust in yourself anymore.
Don't worry, doll; Daddy will direct you down the right road.
You can trust me.
You don't need to think anymore.
I'll turn off autocorrect on your phone; we both know you can't spell properly. From now on Daddy should correct you rather than having you compensate for your dumb little head with technology.
It's so strange you keep having a dream about having been nearing the end of your college degree; you never went to college, baby!
It's okay that you're too stupid to get a degree, baby. As long as you look cute for me, that's ALL that matters.
Baby, don't you need to leave for your shift at the strip club in an hour? Silly slut, did you forget that you work as a stripper now? You've been doing it for weeks.
Thank God you have Daddy to remind you and set you on the right path...
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š š§ Psychological Pet Predator šš»
I need someone to gaslight me into being dumb and brainless.
Gaslight me by telling me Iām spelling words wrong even when I spell them right.
Make me take tests and lie and say I failed even if I passed.
Replace all of my books with trashy romance novels or kids books and tell me that those were always the only books I had when I ask about it because Iām too dumb to remember that Iām not a good enough reader for anything higher than a childrenās book
Drop me out of college without me knowing and get rid of anything related to college. Act confused when I tell you I need to h to class. Ask me what Iām talking and remind me that I was too stupid to have gotten in to college and Iām just being a silly bimbo by not remembering.
Make sure my brain is too confused to remember that I was ever smart because Iām your dumb brainless bimbo
Good girls wear as little as possible; that's just a fact.
Your outfit speaks volumes about you. It's the advertisement for a Man to know if you're the gift he wants to unwrap.
If you want to be the pretty toy he picks, you better make sure the wrapping paper hardens his... resolve.
Give Him a reason to slip off the pretty ribbons hugging your body to take the object beneath as His property.
And never forget as the fabric clings to your most private places that you do it in service of Him, even before you've met Him.
Because you're just a dress up doll in search of a strong guiding hand.
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š š Likes Playing with Dolls š
if the bikini bottoms not this tiny then i donāt want it
You're merchandise to be advertised and displayed.
It's the reason Men pay more attention to you when you dress in low-cut, tight little slutty outfits.
We know it's not wise to judge a book by its cover, and of course that's sound advice. But what often gets forgotten on invoking that idiom is that the best-selling books usually have the cover that advertises the content of the book the best. The most-watched videos on the internet have the thumbnail that best represents the substance of the video in an attractive manner. And yes, the most sought-after sluts are the ones that show off the true nature of their soul in how they package and present themselves in public.
So what is the true nature of your soul? You can answer this yourself with a simple question:
Why are you here, scrolling and rubbing your clit like a pathetic little mess?
I think we both know the answer, don't we?
The most fundamental truth about you is that you're a wet little set of holes for Men.
Do you want Men to see you for who you really are and treat you the way you crave to be treated?
Then it's time to act your role, and dress for the job you want.
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š š„° Your New Self-Acceptance Mentor š³ļøš³ļøš³ļø
Something in the way she moves...
Good girls encourage their friends to dress in matching slutty latex outfits.
It's a simple fact of life: Men like to see your shape. We like to have our attention drawn to your curves. We like to see your tits and ass being shown off in a pretty little shimmering package with just enough mystery that we can't think about anything other than unwrapping you like a sweet Kinder Surprise, excited to see which toy lies beneath for us to finger with excitement.
Good girls pornify their friends... so have you been a good girl today?
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š š Your Favorite Bad Influence šš¤
Britney used to be smart, but then I fixed her.
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š š Female Re-Education Specialist šŗ
Honestly, I never expected it to be so easy to corrupt you. You always made yourself appear to be the good little feminist, arguing that societyās extreme beauty standards were chauvinistic and degrading to girls. After all, objectifying a person is bad, isnāt it?
But see, and this is my favourite part, you truly BELIEVE that. You FEEL it in your heart and soul. And yet⦠it doesnāt stop you from CRAVING the opposite treatment from Men, does it? It doesnāt stop you from going online and rubbing your pussy to imagery objectifying girls like you into slutty little toys and fuckdolls, and words professing an admiration for a lifestyle where Men rule over them.
Itās almost like, deep down, this is what youād wanted all alongā¦
Perhaps thatās why when I came along it took so little effort for your resolve to snap like a twig under the first signs of stress.
Youāve spent your life so obsessed with who you SHOULD BE that youāve been hiding from who you TRULY AREā¦
Itās okay. You donāt have to renounce your beliefs for me. Daddy likes you better this way ā as my dumb little set of holes, dripping with shame every time I make you violate your own beliefs.
Youāre cute when your brainās broken from cognitive dissonance. I wouldnāt have you any other wayā¦
šĀ Sadistic Empath, š š³ļø Liberator of Holes š³ļø
Girls, you won't BELIEVE how much HAPPIER this makes you.
This is really important to understand: your head has very limited storage room, so you need to take great care with how you fill it up. This is why I specialize in helping good girls empty their mind out to make room for the things that matter the most.
One of the medical therapies nearing approval for mass production is The Pink Pill, aka Complianceā¢ļø. Complianceā¢ļø helps drain away all of the pesky knowledge you've accumulated through your formal education and makes so much more room for the important things, like fashion, makeup, and how to sexually please Men like a good girl.
Pros:
No thinking means no responsibilities. Daddy will take care of everything for his dumb little ditz!
Less responsibilities means more time to focus on what's important: being a pretty little doll for Men!
Being a pretty little doll for Men means you get more attention, and who doesn't like more of that!?
Receiving more attention means that it's easier to become everyone's favorite fuckdoll, which is the highest honor a dumb drooling set of holes like you can ever achieve!!
Your sex drive will be reconfigured to a permanent state of high intensity and can no longer be deactivated, which means you're likely going to be achieving MANY of the high honors described in the previous point, and you'll LOVE it! š
AND MANY MORE...!
Cons:
I drippi dummi forever now!? why cant go bak!?
None. Please excuse the illegible mess above; the test subject giving feedback was too confused after treatment to make a cohesive point. After forgetting what she was trying to say she decided it wasn't as important as a pretty tube of lip gloss that she was ecstatic to accept as a gift and start applying right away!
So what are you WAITING for!? Schedule an appointment today to CHANGE YOUR LIFE FOREVER!!
šĀ Sadistic Empath, šš š Patriarchal Minister of Re-Education & Propaganda šŗ
Predicting the future is a tricky beast. After all, you started off as the High School valedictorian.
āMost Likely to Succeedā is the award your classmates overwhelmingly selected you for in your graduating yearbook. There werenāt even placeholder competitors; you just won by default. After years on the honor roll, acing all of your classes, and earning more extra-curricular credits than any other student, nobody doubted you had the brightest future in store.
Then you met me, and I saw your bright future for what it really was: a blinding lie. See babygirl, the journey you were on never truly belonged to you. You stumbled onto that well-trodden path in pursuit of the breadcrumbs of validation youād get for being a āgood girlā who did all her homework and who always handed in her deeply-researched assignments on time with complete annotations. You loved the way your teachers would write words of encouragement back on your A+ tests, which is why you almost never got a B. You were just a girl with a desperate dependence on praise following a candy-laden trail to a certain doom, and for all your book smarts you were completely oblivious to the truth.
You should thank Daddy for saving you from a fate worse than death. After all, did you really want to work a 9-5? Or perhaps you thought it would make sense to be the Girlbossā¢ļø CEO telling everyone else to do?Ā
Of course not, dummy. How would that make sense when youāve spent your entire life living to fulfill the whims and fancies of your supervisors? Praise is your addiction; itās the fuel that keeps your engine running. How would you ever get more praise if there was nobody above you to kneel for and to beg for it from?
No, no, no, no. Youāve always been a pretty little trophy waiting for someone to display you with pride; you just didnāt realize it until Daddy showed you.
Every tool they used to make you the perfect student, I weaponized against you to reverse the damage of societyās toxic influence. I started praising you when you didnāt study for tests. When you started getting worse test scores, I praised you for getting a mark that was more in line with your natural talents. Anyone can get good marks if they study, so shouldnāt you prove how smart you are without putting in extra effort, love?
Slowly you let me scramble and fry your brains, overwrite your dirty little overachiever mind into an empty blank intellectual void, and finally the REAL YOU started to show with clarity. You arenāt some genius meant to change the world; youāre just a desperately drippy dummy who will do anything Daddy tells her for a little bit of positive reinforcement.
Thatās probably why you dropped out of college: you were failing anyway, so it was clear you werenāt a good fit. I guess your natural talents just werenāt enough, in the end. All I had to say is that Iād be very proud of you and think you were such a good girl for abandoning the āconventionalā path others had misled you toward, and just as fast as a snap of my fingers in our daily hypnosis therapy it was over and you were Daddyās dumb little college dropout with no future income prospects.
Itās okay, you donāt have to lie about who you are anymore, princess. Not with me. Daddy will find you another career path more fitting of your natural talents.Ā
After all, I hear the local strip club is hiring. And based on the outfits you started wearing to please Daddy, I think it might be the right fit for a slutty little fuckdoll like you.
Good girl; Daddyās so proud of you for ruining your life for me.
sadistic-empath
The devil on your shoulder šš
What would you give up for beauty? What would you sacrifice to be flawless?
Money? Sure you would; thatās EASY, itās practically a given.
Time? Well duh! Obviously with how long it takes you to get ready for me.
A pain-free life? Of course, it hurts to wax your legs and pussy to be perfect for Men, but you do it anyway, like a good little masochist.
But all of that is NORMAL. Itās so normalized, itās practically *EXPECTED* of you at this point.
I want you to go deeper. So tell meā¦
Would you give up your ambition in pursuit of becoming slightly more aesthetically pleasing? Perhaps dropping out of college halfway through and using the rest of your tuition to get plastic tits and fake lips for you to decorate yourself with to gain attention from Men.
Would you give up your mind? After all, with no college degree, what do you really need a brain for, anyway? You might as well just strip for cash, and use that to buy some trashy new slutty outfits that fit your new fake fuckdoll body.
Most important of all: would you give up your dignity? Would you grind against a stranger for cash, just to give every penny to Daddy? Would you do everything Daddy tells you to like a good girl? Would you enthusiastically beg me to ruin you forever?
If so, then itās time for you to abandon the girl you used to be and to trade her away forever to become Daddyās dumb little porn doll.
I promise, youāll be so much happier, babygirl⦠š
Youāre so much cuter as a pornified pet for Daddy to parade around.
Octokuro
My bimbo asian toy surprised me with a new outfit...I enjoyed bleaching her in her new outfit
Iām dripping so much rn that maybe I should put the cage on š
I really donāt know if I should cum and how should I cum in that case
yes exactly like this!
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Bambi
True relationship goals! Not even mentioning, thanks to the laws, how much you practically own her once married, even outside of kinks. Truly a dream goal!
I've always wanted to try these on a victim, especially since you can keep tightening these once she's used to them! Plus, these can make a fun substitute for a bra.
Source: CuffedTeens
It feels like a lot of people here on Tumblr are all talk when it comes to kinks. If the opportunity comes up to take a chance on them, they skip out because they're too afraid of actual consequences, when that's half the fun!
Feels kind of disappointing. If you're just going to play pretend, why even bring it up? Take the risk and enjoy your deeper, darker fears! What's life without a little risk? Find someone you trust to inflict on or by, and have your fun!
And this PSA isn't just brought on by a love of inflicting life-ruining humiliation... Sure, let's go with that.
This dumb cow understands how life should be lived! Why is it so hard to find a sub who'll submit to this fully IRL, not just Tumblr talk?
Kinda wish I had a dom who would control what I eat, what I wear, who I talk to, when I edge, when I cum, what job I have, how I spend my money, when I pee, and what I think⦠is that too much to ask for ?! ššš help! Ugh
Simply the best to inflict, quickly lets a slave know her place, and helps break her there in the process! Such a convenient kink!
I have the supplies, now I need to find someone to wear them... Any takers?
To all the pervs, happy new year! I hope you all find this year very filling! ...er, fulfilling.
I'm not usually the type to rope folks in on it, but I hope you can all whip yourselves into shape with your planned resolutions! Don't worry if they overlap, there's bound to be some repeats, but as long as you can strap yourself on, there's no resolution you can't ride out!
I know my personal resolution is to try to end the year in a fully committed relationship with a sub, one who is living the 24/7 dom/sub lifestyle with me.
To all those looking for your other half, good luck! To those who already found them, have fun!
It seems, sometimes, you're far more likely to find a sissy more willing to actually obey IRL commands than you are a normal girl. Really a shame, they should have fewer inhibitions and should submit far more regularly!
Well, more of a scene, than a dream. There was a girl in a dress who was modeling, the cameras going non-stop, even when I turned the chair to have her face me. Putting my hands atop the dress, she first seemed to reach to stop, but instead moved her hands behind the chair, allowing me to lower the dress to below her bust. The cameras continued until I turned her around, they seemed reluctant for pictures showing actual nipple, but they started up again once I gave each breast a firm squeeze, covering the nipple in each hand.
A lovely sub, who, when threatened with exposure, either assists or submissively does nothing to stop it, no matter who may see.
Reddit women: My huge boobs are ruining my life! They suck! I'm getting reduction surgery!
Tumblr women: My udders aren't big enough! Suck on them! I'm getting implants!
For those who have plenty of time to kill, have some fun watching the below spiral! Never mind the custom words, just start the visual and enjoy!
Relating to my previous post of the girl we were working into a complete cow (it was a team effort of both of us), just wanted to share a story I got reminded of of one of the more humiliating things I had her do deeper into her submissive phase.
I had ordered her to go to school with her shirt raised up. If it were legal, I would have made her go braless, too, but sadly, no chance of that unless they legalize "Free the nip", and that wasn't happening here.
Anyway, she spent the day with her shirt raised up to her neck, with the additional order that any time her hands weren't in use (writing anything or holding, etc), she would be massaging her breasts (by this point, referred to as udders).
We're convinced the only way she was able to get away with this without getting in trouble is that, by this point she was dumb enough that folks thought she was "special" (as was the term back in the mid 10's), but anyway, the story of the most humiliating thing I've ever had a girl do!
There was a girl I was working with some years ago, for some years, on hypnotizing and bimbofying her, or more accurately, making her into a perfect cow.
To start with, she was a C-cup, A-B student with multiple honors classes, and was a switch, submissive to men, dominant to women. She was an avid roleplayer, as she couldn't get the itch scratched IRL due to a lack of community, hence how we met online.
It started slowly, nightly audio tracks for her to sleep to, seep the messages into her subconscious mind, cam sessions to keep her nice and happy in the mean time!
Eventually, we started on the physical changes. Changing up her diet to include foods such as almonds, eggs, cheese, and milk, as well as some name brand lactation-inducing medication she included into her meals and drinks.
The first change to happen was her starting to have difficulty reading. It started bit by bit, where she would lose sentences and have to go back, but eventually got to the point where she fully lost the ability to focus while reading, losing the ability to roleplay in the process and having to fully rely on our cam sessions for any sort of relief. She ended up dropping out of school for failing.
Second thing to change, was the change from a switch to a full-on sub with no desire to dominate, unless it was, as we discussed, a "fellow cow to help teach the ropes".
Third, and this took the longest, was the gradual increase in bust size. She went up to a DD cup, and at her peak of lactation when she was properly hydrated, could produce half a cup. She leaked constantly, usually keeping pads under her bra or shirt when ordered to go braless.
Fourth change was the most fun, in my opinion. She started to get desperately masochistic. We were planning on how to get here from there to here, and as it would be a multiple-day drive, she insisted that I fist until her holes were ruined the night we'd be at a hotel/motel. Another cam session, she wanted orders for nipple torture, all quite fun!
There was one moment deep in the hypnosis where her old self peaked through, and was utterly terrified that she was failing every class, couldn't stop mooing, and had a hard time reading, but the new her returned fairly quickly. Was rather amusing, honestly.
Unfortunately, this story doesn't have as happy an ending as you'd hope. She had a mental break and completely ghosted without warning, so... the long and short of it is, make sure, if you go down this path, your mental fortitude is either strong enough to endure, or weak enough to crumble completely.
Having a girl so thoroughly trained or braindead that she'll do whatever you say, no matter the location. You want to show off your girl to some strangers? Have her flash them. Feeling frisky while shopping? Have her drop to her knees. She been teasing you in that top? Just give them a good squeeze!