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What does it mean to be reduced? To become less than you were?
You kneel on your hands and knees like the obedient good girl I've trained you to be. Your legs are spread wide seductively, and you arch you back while lifting your ass in the air, waving your tail like a naughty pet. Your breasts are nearly spilling out of your lacy black top, but you pay no attention to them as you focus on your prize; the fresh milk which drips into the bowl in front of you is captivating and alluring. A studded leather collar is wrapped firmly around your neck; the collar, along with the piercing visibly hanging from your outstretched tongue, serve as a testament to your new life as my property.
You are my slut; a fucktoy whose purpose is to please.
At one time you might have been revolted by your current situation; where is the value in being turned into little more than a naughty plaything? Where is the merit in reducing yourself to an animal? The world is filled with such vibrance and colour; how can you let yourself succumb to fifty shades of grey?
But with time, you've come to learn that the world is simplest in black and white. Let the stress and worries of the real world slip away as little more than a whisper in the wind. Let go of your greenest envy, your bluest sadness, and your reddest anger.
You have not been reduced to my pet; you've been elevated to my pride and joy.
Ever since puberty, the world has melted in your fingertips to suit your needs. One day you were just a lost little girl, and the next you were a goddess. Men fell to their feet and worshiped you, in hopes of gaining your favor. You'd toss them mere breadcrumbs, and they'd lap them up on their hands and knees like they'd been handed filet mignon and cold champagne in the middle of an arid desert.
But you are no goddess, nor are you the perfect angel your suitors would have you believe. You seek no courteous gentlemen or impassioned Disney romance. You play the game you are supposed to play, day in, day out; you show the world the face of a good girl who believes in classic fairy tales and happily ever after, all the time knowing in your heart that you crave something altogether different. Something more barbaric and rough. Something dark and forbidden.
And so you wait, patiently, playing to the false reality that the world expects of you; you wait for your hidden fantasies capture you, to shatter these illusions, and to bestow you with the fantastic reality that your heart truly desires.
You are no goddess; you are still that lost little girl seeking guidance. Take my hand and I will lead you to the reality you've achingly sought for so long.
A Thousand Words
There are a thousand words we need not say, For this image says them all; There are a thousand places you are depraved, Where painted pixels fall.
Your ruby lips are lush with tits Hidden beneath your locks; You don't await a charming date, No prince, but a pulsating cock.
You've a will to please for praise it seems, So kneel at my feet and serve; Open your mouth as I spill my seed, And swallow your just deserts.
When your makeup is smeared and your eyes have teared, You'll have met your purpose well; I dabble my canvas with cum's hot spatter And splatter from spit that fell.
But you are not finished until I've diminished All of that which you were; The pièce de résistance which I'll flaunt Is to scribble the word "WHORE."
Now you are perfect and purgèd and worthless For all but my servicing needs; And with a thousand hot words we need not say, You swallow my cock in greed.
Sexy as hell tan lines, great blowjob technique. This little cock sucking slut is the perfect bimbo!
greeting him
greeting him
Talk to me in a baby voice.
Call me momma or mommy.
Call me miss if you’re in trouble.
Ask for spankings if you need them.
Crawl after me and beg me for cuddles in a little voice.
Submit to momma and let her milk you.
Ask me to rim you and play with your little boy hole.
Tell mommy she’s the bestest girl ever and you need to serve.
Wake me with little licks, and pant like the bitch you are.
Dress mommy and let her examine her pet’s body.
Ask me to humiliate you because you worship me.
Tell me you want mommy in charge of your money and to give you your allowance.
Let me have another mommy over to whip my boy and watch him lick her.
Kiss mommy goodnight and then keep her feet warm like a good boy.
And about a million other things.
~OtWC
(There wasn’t enough MD/LB relationship stories for me, and I’m crazy into it, so either I have to experience it or write it)
All day, errday.
~#OtWC original (Remove caption and baby kittens might die)
Mommy had to tell her little boy NO sex today because she learned he came without permission instead of fulfilling his assignments!
What’s a good way to punish my baby boy for this? I think his little head got too full of thoughts. Send messages or Asks (he’ll answer those;)).
~Miss
~OtWC
So true! And or mommy for that matter
Was at the new BF’s place tonight to bond - which he defined as tequila and drinking games... *rolls eyes*
Tequila does two things to me. 1) makes me honest. 2) makes me horny.
I told him the card needed Option C: switch.;)
So, that’s how he unintentionally found out I am not all vanilla and apple pie. #hestartedit
~OTWC
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