Your fighter, and your lover

Horny a thousand different ways, it varies day by day

[bellumiss]

Hey, Doll.

and welcome. This is a more filtered blog for me to present a single facet of myself; the freak internetsona. All I/this am/is is a transfem kink freak posting about being transfem and being kinky. I'm a switch and I absolutely will post about both ways.

Minors, obviously, do not interact. I'm freak as fuck and you do not belong here because of it.

If you send me an ask and I don't reply please don't be sad, I try not to answer too many of them in interest of keeping the blog clean but I do read them so feel free to keep telling me how my blog makes you horny.

(OOC) at the start will mean it's not dommy mommy who's talking it's just regular me. You'll be able to tell from the difference in writing anyway.

[bellumiss]

I trust your eyes more than any other part of you. They're the most truthful. Your mouth tells lies, pleading me to stop until you really believe that you want me to stop, your body lies as it flinches as though you don't enjoy the special ways I torture you, your tears lie as they try to convince your pathetic, submissive brain to differentiate between pain and pleasure.

Your eyes, though, the look, the gleam, the sparkle I see in your eyes tells me everything I need to know, and even more telling is how your eyes plead when I take away my hands and my tools and leave you totally alone. Suddenly, your mouth is begging for me, your body is thrashing looking for my warmth, your tears well longingly for my touch, and the rest of you realizes what your eyes knew all along, that every minute without me hurts more than every minute with me. Now, if you beg nicely enough, I'll hit you again, hmm?

[bellumiss]

Ring gags are an excellent tool for training puppies, because they stop you from making words rather than making sounds. That's the point, really. As much as I don't want to hear you use any of those silly human words, I still want to hear everything else. I still want to hear you bark, and whine, and whimper, and moan, and I want to force you to do it. I'll please and torture you in equal measure, maybe even at the same time, just to extract as much noise as I can from you, and that beautiful ring behind your teeth will make sure you only make sounds that I want you to make. You should never be doing anything I don't want you to, speaking included, and sometimes you need a reminder of that.

[bellumiss]

Y'know, I'm starting to really enjoy overwhelming your little puppy brain. It's so adorable watching you try your hardest to think like a person when we both know you aren't. The facade of your humanity falls away when you try to articulate your thoughts and you realize that you don't think in words, you're hardly even thinking at all, your brain only has enough room to listen to me and be my good girl.

I can tell you feel a little ashamed that you can't answer me, that you can't provide the answer your mistress asks of you. That's ok, it's ok, you don't need to think, not when you have me to think for you, hmm? Pets have owners to do the hard, scary things for them, things like thinking and making decisions for yourself. You're my pet, and I choose your life for you, so that you don't have to. Isn't that nice?

[bellumiss]

Yesterday, I learned a valuable lesson about how great anticipation is. Sitting on top of you while you're blindfolded, I don't even have to do anything to you. You expect that I'll toy with you, even if I'm not doing anything yet. I have so much power over you that even the anticipation of my touch is making you squirm and whimper.

I think it's a great exercise in teaching you that you're nothing but my property. You have no purpose in existence other than being subjected to what I do to you, and that lesson has sunk so deep into your mind that you feel it's effect before I even give it a cause. This is a reminder, pet, that you belong to me.

[bellumiss]

Good girl. You like it when I call you that, hm? You're so desperate that you're throbbing at even the soundless text you imagine to be my voice.

Y'know, as much as I love breaking a pet, the ones like you are a whole other type of fun. So hopelessly, thoughtlessly subhuman. I could tie you up and use you as a punching bag, and when I let you down you'd hump my boot and beg me for more if it meant I stayed your owner. Someone, some, thing, so broken that it doesn't know the difference between torture and pleasure anymore. A mind so ruined that I can grab it like a joystick and reprogram it however I want. A toy that cums instead of flinching is a valuable pleasure indeed, and I'll make sure to enjoy every last second of what I do to you.

[bellumiss]

Aw, is puppy trying to speak? Is puppy trying to stand? The bitchsuit you're wearing and the ring gag behind your teeth must be making that pretty hard, mm?

Come now, don't give me that look. You're my pet, surely you know that by now. Pets don't know how to talk, and they certainly don't walk on two feet. Besides, I can tell from your reddened face and dripping cock that you're enjoying this; in fact, it would be a shame to waste that... come here. We're going to have some fun, and if you're a good girl, I'll let you up on the couch when we watch a movie tonight.

[bellumiss]

I will say that the leash has been fun. I've particularly enjoyed pulling you in for a kiss whether you want it or not, really yanking you around in general has been a treat. Problem is, though, you're not getting trained.

This is the remote for your shock collar. Yes, I switched your collar for a shock collar, yes while you were sleeping, at this point it's especially your fault for not noticing. Now, I'm going to tell you to heel, and if you don't, I'll shock you until you're on your knees whimpering my name. We'll keep doing this until you do what you're told like a good girl. Ok?

Heel.

[bellumiss]

Ooooh, I love a good switch. Someone who I can toy with, bring to the edge but not over so many times, enjoy the squirms and gasps of until they’re shaking~

And then, either the next day, or even moments after, they’re giving that same treatment right back at me, having me worship and service them until I know nothing else

to Me, the best part of a switch relationship is the revenge. Every gasping, shaking moan you extract from my gagged mouth as I writhe from your edging is a promise that I'll get you back tomorrow. And in turn, I know that every squealing orgasm I give you is one you'll deny me in the morning. Really just adds a nice bit of spice to the sex.

[bellumiss]

All of my hornyposts are and are going to be somewhat rambling monologues because I like to picture that I'm saying them out loud while on top of you. Straddling your tummy while you're tied to the bed. Maybe you have a beautiful girlcock that's sheathed in my ass, or maybe you're wearing a strap-on because you're not allowed to feel pleasure right now. You're gagged, which is why I'm talking for so long and at such an amicable pace, since the only thing you can do right now is lay there like a toy and listen to me. Like you're my diary, an object with the sole purpose of eating up all my thoughts and holding them forever.

Maybe you're blindfolded too, because it's hot when you can't see, because why would you need to see, you're nothing but my toy and toys don't need to see. But maybe you're not, because it's also hot when the only thing worth seeing is me or you're trying to plead with your eyes that I move on your dick just a little bit or lower the vibrator I'm using on myself just a little more. Maybe I will, maybe I'll study how your eyes move and how your cheeks blush when I rock my hips back and forth just a little bit. Or maybe I won't.

I offer all these hypotheticals because it doesn't matter to me, it doesn't change the situation. Whether I'm watching smugly as you cry for oxygen, trying your hardest to focus on breathing around the gag down your throat as I rock on your lower half, or I'm just sitting on top of you watching your sense-deprived brain fish for the sound of the vibrator, your only hope at feeling anything, it doesn't matter. What matters is that you're mine, and I've been talking to nobody for this long just because I can and you can't stop me.

Though, at this point, you've probably had enough of a break. Ready for round two?

[bellumiss]

I'm a switch because I'm only in it for the love of the game. That moment where a sub gasps and stares at her dom, mouth slightly agape, doe-eyed, in awe and fear at the same time, briefly forgetting to feel anything but her mistress's gaze? It's what I live for, and it's hot from both ends.

I bring it up because you just gave it to me. For that brief second while you came there was nothing in the world except for me and my fingers. Not even you, just your pleasure. Now hold still while I feed you your own juices, slut.

[bellumiss]

Let me clip a leash to your collar. Yes, I put a collar on you, yeah while you were sleeping, really it's your fault for not noticing.

Oh it's not for anything specific. This is just your life now. I want to make sure you don't go anywhere or do anything I don't want you to, and if you try, I'll choke you with that collar. You don't get to do *anything* without my approval. Got it?