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this is how i be to my men >_<
okok last post for today ive been having fun doodling
I don’t want to be your boyfriend, I want to be the big brother everyone is concerned you’re too close with. I’ll make your doctor appointments and kiss it better when you get shots, put bandaids on your scraped knees after you fall, get you that stupid plushie you keep eyeing.
Fuck you in the back of my crappy van. Gag you with the lollipop the doctor gave you, make you squeeze the plushie we just got you. Need me. Need me need me need me.
smart boys are waiting to be turned into brainless drooling dogs for ur entertainment btw !! those big brains just stress them out soo much :( too much thinking too much noise to much trying to be the best alll the gosh dang time. do your local smart boy a favor and take away his brains so he can just sit in ur lap alllll day n drool. there’s a good pretty boy ~ !! so much happier without all that brain filler huh <3 this is how you were always meant to be yknow ~
Hairy people are hot argue with the wall
AGGYHSGF shove my face in their hairy chest and bush ≧△≦
I want to get you so drunk that I can take all your clothes off in front of my friends. They can watch as I undress and tell you it's okay, that I'm gonna take care of you. All the while my perverted friends are watching me as I stretch you open on my fingers for them. One by one they all get to fuck you. Each one taking as long as they want with your cunt. Filling you up with insane amounts of cum because that's what you need, and I know what's best for you. But don't worry baby I'll record it for you cuz I know you won't remember any of this tomorrow anyway. <3.
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i want to be someones table so they can reward me for staying still for so long >w<
we need to fatten up kiddos especially
Keep files on your victims.
Start with the basics. Log their names, ages, heights, weights. Have a notes section for non-standardisable observations: “17 self-inflicted wounds on thighs. Scratch marks on stomach (unclear if will scar). Fluffy dyed hair. Preference for being shaved smooth.”
Next, catalog their desires, their fears, their perversions. If you are manipulating them right, you’re going to be flooded with information. You do not want to forget any of it, because it can all be put to use later. Don’t be afraid to speculate, but be a good scientist about it: if you probe or nudge your prey and they don’t react, remove the speculative entry. Good owners are precise and should avoid making mistakes.
If they share a humiliating, traumatic, or tragic anecdote, make sure to copy it verbatim to your notes. These anecdotes are treasure troves of ideas for abuse, as well as crucial to understanding your victim. Make sure to note whether you were kind or cruel when they opened up to you too, so that you can switch it up next time and keep that poor thing on its toes.
If you’re unconvinced, remember it isn’t just an organisational tool. It’s insurance.
Should they ever try to leave you before you’ve had the chance to isolate them entirely, corner them and show them their file. Watch the horror spread across their face when you threaten to send it to their family, their friends, their employer, the whole world.
“Nobody would love you after seeing all this, would they? So you’d better just stay here.”
his heavy boots pressed firmly into my chest as he stood atop me, his weight crushing the air from my lungs in the most delicious way. could feel every ridge and seam of his sole digging into my skin, marking me as his personal stepping stool.