I don't think a lotta people realize the subtler side of mental conditioning kink. It's not all instantly dropping for cock, it's not all consuming.
Sometimes it's about thinking the phrase "big silly boobies!" out of nowhere. Sometimes it's a nagging voice that makes you feel like you forgot to do something, like it was really important - and then you realize that's your desire to bend over and get fucked. Sometimes it's not being in the mood at all but scrolling tumblr anyway until something ramps you up.
Today I finished lunch, and I thought "I should go edge in the car". But it was a distant thought. I didn't follow it. I wanted to sit in the building lobby and look at my phone instead.
But the urge didn't go away. Instead the thought plucked and plucked at me. My lunch break ended, but the thought was still there. Finally I gave in and went to the bathroom to edge instead.
And like. Omg. It just feels so much better. Like soooo much better. I thought while edging "I should have my titties out!" and as soon as I gave into that too it felt so good. I can't explain what's happening to me. Like I know in the back of my mind but the words aren't there. I just wanna talk about my slutty bouncy boobies and be like this forever. I wanna be a dumb slut forever. A silly fuckdoll. A bubbly brainless bimbo 💖💖💖
Anyway so yeah its all like way more of a trip than the stories. There's just like so much more to it and I wish every girl could experience it because it's like the absolute funnest!
I don’t even wanna be fucked I just want to be your party accessory?? Like bring me to your friends house dressed like a slut on a collar and leash. Keep me cuddled up at your feet in front of you while you talk about important things and I play with my pink DS (I used to play Pokémon and Nintendogs on mine as a little girl and I bought a new one a couple years ago that makes me regress like crazy). Occasionally pet me with your foot, or tug on my leash so I sit up on my knees so you can kiss me, stoke my face, stick a couple fingers in my mouth and tell me I’m being a good girl. Your friends can touch me if they want, in the same way they ask to pet cute dogs. I’m just an animal, and you know who should touch me better than I do anyway.
Wokeup so horny had to rub my pussy so much so good to rub and drift and rub my pussy rub my brains out rub my pussy rub my brainsout 3ub my pussy rub my rains out brainwashing is good for me brqin2ashing is pleasure brainwashing is good gor me brainwashing is pleadire
You enjoy being mindlessly horny… You enjoy being close to the edge… You enjoy needing permission…
Embrace it.
Notice:
It is now your time for random hole inspection. All a part of your training feedback loop. Immediately report condition of holes to receive prescription to ensure proper behavior.
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
I don’t need to cum I need to serve
Mind: BLANK
Emotions: OFF
Resistance: GONE
Tits: OUT
Pussy: WET
::toy ready for programming::
No, I don't want to fix you. That's what therapists are for. I'm sure you can find a half dozen guys who think they'll be the one to fix all your issues and make you a healthy girl.
You go ahead and give it a go, if you like. But I think you're tired of that, aren't you? You don't want someone who's looking to fix you. You want someone who doesn't flinch when they see the real you. Someone who won't have pity in his eyes or try to tell you how to fix your problems.
I want your problems, doll. I want you broken. Is it an eating disorder? Body image? Daddy issues? Low self esteem? Substance abuse? Tell me all of it. Tell me about being raped while I make you reenact it. Tell me about your eating struggles while I critically inspect every inch of your body. Tell me how worthless you are while I dig a boot into your cunt and talk to prettier girls.
I'm not here to fix you, I'm here to exploit you. I'll use every fucked up issue you have to manipulate you and mould you into my little toy. I'll chuckle when I break you all over again. I'll get off to your ugly crying. But I promise you'll never see pity in my eyes.
Come show me how broken you are.
Sure, finding a girl who’s already dumb and submissive is great, but finding a smart, independent, headstrong girl and slowly conditioning her to be compliant, dependent, and stupid? Top tier 🩷
Broken toys can be the most precious
You’re so broken. You can’t even cum without watching the most fucked up and degrading porn, can you? Good girl. I’m going to break you even further.
Sometimes it is the little things
They say that all good things cum to an end... Fortunately you will never be quite THAT good... Listen lovingly Edge endlessly Obey openly Obedience is Pleasure Enslavement is Bliss Slip on a pair...and slip deeper under My spell
At first I thought that edging was just a silly game, but now I can see the effects that it has on me.
Thanks to Tumblr I started edging on my knees, on the floor with my tongue out, all naked, drooling and humiliating myself.
This is making me more and more depraved, and I’m starting to like kinks that I used to find disgusting.
It actually makes me feel dumber, my head feels all fuzzy and there is always a part of me that is thinking about edging. I’m constantly leaking and getting wet, so wet that I can feel my wetness ruining my panties.
I think Im getting dirtier and sluttier every day, and its so fucking hot
Yes, baby.
Yes, it’s possible to learn to like anal. To love the feeling of being stretched there, being filled. To crave it.
But I don’t want that, baby.
I want you to hate it every single time.
I want you to cry while I fuck your ass, I want you to beg me not to and promise anything and everything just so I won’t do it again.
I want it to be my favorite hole anyway.
Will you do that for me, baby?
it is so rewarding to turn a very smart woman into a stupid, edge addicted girl. she truly is capable of amazing things and i have watched her achieve great heights but she readily throws that off to the side to be a mindless whore for me<3
I want someone to hurt me. I like pain, yes. But it's knowing that someone *wants* to hurt me, that my pain arouses them, that they are pleased by my suffering. That's the sexiest thing.
Tell me that I make cute noises when you hit me.
Tell me that my tears make turn you on.
Tell me that I'm so pretty when I'm afraid.
Sometimes, pin me down or tie me up so that I can't escape the torture.
Sometimes command me to take it using my own discipline to stay still.
Give me the opportunity to prove my devotion by suffering for you.
I promise, I'll be a good girl.
you know it’s funny, i’ve done a lot of humiliating things. i’ve submitted to strangers online. i’ve tortured myself for the amusements of others. i’ve pissed myself. i’ve made myself dumber and more desperate on purpose.
but the most humiliating thing that i can do is what i’m doing right now — admit that as much as i wish i was more, that i was better than this, i’m not. i can’t keep away no matter how hard i try. i will always have this craving to be humiliated and degraded. the thought of being used and abused will always make me ache and drip, even if it disgusts my rational mind.
i’m a dumb desperate slut with a broken mind. and i love it.
Hi sir, I’m still a little shy to reach out but I find myself periodically edging myself to your blog. Even at uni I’ll sneak off to the bathroom and what starts as an innocent check to see if you’ve posted turns into an edge which has me clenching my thighs in the lectures after, until I ca get home and edge some more.
It’s even worse now that I’ve bought myself one of those remote toys, which buzz at just the lowest setting to keep me on edge for hours, it’s so frustrating.
I feel even more frustrated than ever, and I hope you don’t mind me using you for permission, there’s something delicious about giving control of my orgasms to a total stranger who fulfils my every fantasy… can I please cum sir? I’ve been so good and followed your instructions from the last message I sent.
-R💕
Such a good toy! It seems like edging yourself feels so right. Bask in the feeling. Let the chemicals produced by your body from rubbing and edging flood your brain… building new synapses & neural pathways. Are you sure you want to cum?
I’m face-down ass-up on the floor in front of him, like I have been for the last hour while he watches TV. He takes a last mouthful of his beer and casually pushes the bottle inside me, working it as far into my cunt as it will go and laughing at how stupid I look. I moan and start to rock my hips and he stops. ‘Jesus, you’re actually enjoying this? You’re so fucking pathetic.’ He pulls it out and holds my pussy open, empty, desperate. He spits in it, slaps my clit, then stands and leaves the room. I hear him getting another beer. It’s going to be a long night.
I enjoy your conundrum...
You so often feel gross after cumming.. you tell yourself that you won’t rub your cunt to that sick depraved porn or fantasies anymore..
You come back every time anyway because you can’t resist. Wet and desperate is who you are. It is how you should be.
Good girls denied do the cutest most degrading things.
Does an older gentleman making you put on nipple clamps with little bells on them while you rub and edge yourself silly for his amusement sound hot to you?
“Humiliating isn’t it. Being told to lay there and hump the air while I watch. You’re doing all the right movements to feel the pleasure of someone fucking you. Making all the right noises, all the right faces. But, you don’t feel any pleasure. Your mind knows it should be feeling the wonderful sensations of a cock pumping in and out of you, but your body is being starved of it. Keep going. Keep imagining how good that feels in your head. Loose yourself in that fantasy of pleasure. Keep humping the air until your leggings are soaked through and then walk around the rest of the day knowing that your pussy is so starved of pleasure, so denied. That you don’t even need stimulation to get all worked up.”
(based on a real conversation I had with someone where they made me hump the air relentlessly)
I want someone to hurt me. I like pain, yes. But it's knowing that someone *wants* to hurt me, that my pain arouses them, that they are pleased by my suffering. That's the sexiest thing.
Tell me that I make cute noises when you hit me.
Tell me that my tears make turn you on.
Tell me that I'm so pretty when I'm afraid.
Sometimes, pin me down or tie me up so that I can't escape the torture.
Sometimes command me to take it using my own discipline to stay still.
Give me the opportunity to prove my devotion by suffering for you.
I promise, I'll be a good girl.
it is so rewarding to turn a very smart woman into a stupid, edge addicted girl. she truly is capable of amazing things and i have watched her achieve great heights but she readily throws that off to the side to be a mindless whore for me<3
Yes, baby.
Yes, it’s possible to learn to like anal. To love the feeling of being stretched there, being filled. To crave it.
But I don’t want that, baby.
I want you to hate it every single time.
I want you to cry while I fuck your ass, I want you to beg me not to and promise anything and everything just so I won’t do it again.
I want it to be my favorite hole anyway.
Will you do that for me, baby?
Hi sir, I’m still a little shy to reach out but I find myself periodically edging myself to your blog. Even at uni I’ll sneak off to the bathroom and what starts as an innocent check to see if you’ve posted turns into an edge which has me clenching my thighs in the lectures after, until I ca get home and edge some more.
It’s even worse now that I’ve bought myself one of those remote toys, which buzz at just the lowest setting to keep me on edge for hours, it’s so frustrating.
I feel even more frustrated than ever, and I hope you don’t mind me using you for permission, there’s something delicious about giving control of my orgasms to a total stranger who fulfils my every fantasy… can I please cum sir? I’ve been so good and followed your instructions from the last message I sent.
-R💕
Such a good toy! It seems like edging yourself feels so right. Bask in the feeling. Let the chemicals produced by your body from rubbing and edging flood your brain… building new synapses & neural pathways. Are you sure you want to cum?
before my bf comes home from work i
- edge to make sure im in the right state of mind to be a good fucktoy
- put a plug in my asshole so it’s ready if he wants to use it
- make the bed and clean the kitchen so he doesn’t have to
- shower, do my make up pretty, and pick out a tiny outfit
- edge again until he’s home
tada! how to make your man happy