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I quite like when I press my hands against someone's head or face to pet them and they push their head into my touch. It can be gratuitous, in a way. Ceasing to perform human posturing like taking off a mask. Like a splash of fresh water revealing your desire for more of my touch. Directly asking for it in something that translates more clearly than mere words. It's cute.
not little it's a bigggggg you have to believe itttt
no, i dont think we do. that one is just so, so small.
! nnnnnoooooi nuuhh this one is bigggggg
did that one's diapers arrive yet?
nnnuh.. not yet..
well that's no good. im surprised its Keeper allows it on the furniture unprotected! maybe there should be some puppy pads for it to lay on for now?
nooooo not a puuupyyy.. and it s potty trained!!
for now.
... no..
oh im sorry, i asked a doll a question like that! silly me.
@raqi-marr is that one potty trained? if u dont want it to stay potty trained i can give some advice!
nnnoooo... ><
At this point I'm convinced it will just deny this forever. Why does the little one fight us on this?
Direct control is nice, sometimes a girl's brain doesn't need to get in the way between my will and her body. To make her move to my orders without a second thought. Indirect control on the other hand is for when I want my orders anticipated and for the show when they aren't. For orders that need a broader reach. I don't need my commands to feel like puppet strings dragging your body. Instead they should take away all your air and leave you gasping with urgency. The time you've already spent not doing as I desire is threatening to drown you. It'll make you question why you haven't always been doing this when it can easily be so necessary to live. It's relief to do as I say and maybe I shouldn't even have to say it for you to need it
the thing about having a hypno fetish is that you can get this pavlovian response to like everything that's associated with relaxation and sleep. and then just the fact that you're having a pavlovian response is also sexy. anyway i really like the word "soothing"
Serving Your Highness is, of course, the greatest reward itself. I need no other compensation. B-but if you'd like...to give me some snuggles and kisses...
Time for the obligatory "do not tag men this is only about girls" repost
possessive mood of just dropping someone deep deep deep down into trance n just repeating “You’re mine you’re mine you’re mine” over and over and over just shutting of their thoughts n just replacing it with those words
just them repeating back “I’m yours I’m yours” over and over, even after you stop your words, it being almost a mantra for their poor broken mind, repeated over and over in their tranced out voice
Hey, y’all remember in P1 when GLaDOS’ Morality Core fell off and then she laughed and said “good news” and her whole tone of voice just switched and it was super chilling and a little gay and it absolutely fucking reverberated down your spine?
Good times.
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the dumber you are, the cuter you are.
did you know that, pet? well, you're pretty cute already, so i assume not :) you could be cuter though, couldn't you? you look like you think too much, too many complex thoughts.
not only are you cuter dumb, but i think a silly thing like you would be happier too. no thoughts but obedience, bliss, and me. wouldn't that be nice?
let me do that thinking for you: the answer is yes. and you agree, obviously. because you're cute and dumb, and you let me, smarter, better me, think for you. that sounds right, doesn't it?
good pet :) you're so cute.
It's important to have a weird nerd friend
Sorry, I know you said your parents or partners were abusive and did terrible things to you in the name of love. But I just need you to know that they did that because they thought they were feeling love, but what they were feeling for you wasn't real love, okay? And the real problem here is clearly that people don't agree with my personal idealized vision of what love is. So you need to listen to me. Real love is a good thing for everyone involved. okay? Real love is overwhelming. Real love is found in the scent of her clothing that you stole from her hamper when she wasn't in the room. Real love is when you look up someone else's username to find their old accounts when they were less good at opsec. Real love is global positioning systems and chains and zipties and drugs that dissolve in drinks. Real love sometimes feels disgusting and makes you throw up when you think about it but that's because you weren't embracing it enough. Real love is an intrusion in your mind by something that feels external that empties you out and replaces you with something better. Real love is the red dripping from scratches she left in you. Real love leaves you hollows out and crying yourself to sleep because you lost the only thing that made you feel it. Real love is scheming and planning and plotting to make things better. Okay?
I know I talk a lot about how hot hearing someone you touch moan is but I do think it must be said that moaning in response to pain or pleasure actually feels really good, too. There's something cathartic to it. Proof of existence. Even if it's a volitional moan. Highly recommend.
a witch could choose to repair her dolls using the same magic she created them with, but mending them by hand shows them the care she put into each one. the dolls don't mind since their favorite activity is bonding time with Miss.
Are you an object born in a human body? It's more likely than you think. You should just stop pretending to be a human, discard stupid things like "opinions" and "identity" and only derive joy from being used by real people.
being on estrogen is so fucked up. all i wanna do is show off my tits to everyone but apparently that's "weird" and "inappropriate"
there's this guy who works at the convenience store next to my job and every time i come in he tries to upsell me. i'll get a gatorade and he'll say "that's it...? isn't it snacktime?" i'll get a snack and he'll say "just that? don't you want more?"
one time i got a huge pile of stuff and he STILL said it and i said "dude, you would not be satisfied with all the riches of heaven!!" and he said "i don't even get a commission. i just love doing this."
and then i couldnt come in for a while and then i came in again today for just a charger. and i said "that's it today" with a smile. and he looked at me with a gleam in his eye and said "no it isn't. you'll be back later. you'll have to get thirsty eventually, won't you?" with this conniving smile that made me realize i WAS thirsty. i'm out of my depth here. help
i came back today and told him he'd successfully put the sell on me and he smiled and said he guesses he is good at his job. then as i was buying a drink he gestured to it and said he'd put the thought in my head. i stammered through "y-you can't keep doing this to me!" and he FUCKING SMIRKED and said "i think i can. <3 see you next time!" WHY AM I BLUSHING THIS FUCKING SUCKS
this guy upd8: came in again today. bought some drinks with a friend i haven't been with here before. we put them on the counter. he says nothing. i say "i'm surprised you're not putting the sell on me today!" and he casually says "eh, next time." and then. i am completely serious. lowers his voice so only me and my friend can hear him and says in this soft and ice-cold murmur: "you'll be back." this feels like an escalation somehow
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Every now and again when a socially anxious person apologizes out of nowhere we ask "what behaviour are you trying to modify? An apology without a desire to change doesn't mean anything."
We hope it makes a person reflect on their nervous tick of apologizing for existing but more often than not they just get lightheaded from being 'bullied' by an older woman.
i love your writing on kink but i often feel like i walked into the wrong classroom and ended up in a math class way beyond my level. you're eroticizing social dynamics that i haven't even put into words until now. how does one gain your powers
Alright, so I get questions like this a lot. I could tell you how I got here, but I think it's a lot more helpful to explain how someone else could most efficiently get here.
A lot of y'all seem to see me as the "cool beauty" type. That's not true, I'm the "can't fucking shut up to save its life" type, which is a lot more charming when you have stuff to say.
So, first, how to talk more. You have to understand that speaking is of no object. If you have a thought, say it. Cut yourself on the wheel of history. If you make a mistake or say something wrong, let yourself learn. Refusing to speak is naive. Inaction will not save you, nor will it improve you, it will only preserve what already is. So, talk. Ramble. Monologue. Engage more. Share your thoughts.
The act of speaking, of converting thought into word, is an action that you learn from. The more you speak, the better you get at turning thought into word. To get good at speaking, you have to talk a lot. This will take many years to reach sufficient skill at, but is a relatively easy skill to accumulate experience with.
Second, how to have things to say. You must understand that you already have a unique perspective, whether you realize it or not. In all likelihood you've been taught to suppress it. To say what others want to hear. The way to improve is to talk to others, to talk to those different to you, to talk to those that are themselves interesting.
And be sure to ask questions. Asking questions is its own art. To ask a deep and effective question is to touch another's soul. You can spend a lifetime on it. To give you a naive starting point, choose a word they said that stood out to you and ask why they said it. This almost always works. Ideally, you'll want to choose either a word that you're not very familiar with or a word they placed a lot of emphasis on. And then, when they answer, try to reword their answer back as a question. Check that you understood them.
This is how you will take their soul as your own. Devour it. Take their most precious elements and pull them from the air and make them your own. Through years of repeating this, you will grow bloated with interesting ideas.
Third and finally, how to have a coherent mass of ideas to say. Structuring your ideas is yet another art. It's difficult and elaborate. Perhaps it can be said to be the supreme act of self, to take the things around you that have made you up and to give order and definition to them. I dislike this argument, for reasons I will not share here, but I respect it.
There are a few routes to this.
You can hold dialogues with yourself. Take varying sides and play the ideas off each other. You can even do this with conversation partners, play devil's advocate or have them help you winnow down ideas, but I think it's most effective with the self. Through this, you'll understand relations between ideas. You'll see how things connect and how they differ. You'll be forced to have more elaborate understandings of underlying concepts, but it will give you a powerful intuition.
You can read theory and learn underlying models from others. This is the most common route and perhaps the easiest. Why build your own mesh when you can borrow from others? Dialectical materialism is very popular here for this, though it's certainly not the only option. There are countless philosophies and models that can grant all your thoughts structure, you need only find them and eat them.
Alternatively, you can build your own practice with your hands and with experience. This is the hardest option but is quite possibly the most effective. Don't just talk and learn and engage with others, do things. Have experiences, try things out, and see the world not as one who watches but as one who does. But, remember to talk about it. Remember to filter your experiences through your own words, and in doing so shift your own words to better convey your experiences.
In any case, however you go about it, with enough time you'll either reach similar conclusions to me, or different conclusions from me. If you reach similar conclusions, it'll have either been because your ideas come from similar roots to mine, or because the ideas are 'correct' insofar as the roots are so deep in "reality" as to be indistinguishable from truth. If your reach different conclusions, that implies something else. Talk to me, and I'll love to hear what you came up with and why.
But, here's a secret: you don't actually need to do step 3. Maybe it feels to you like all your ideas are this bloated contradictory mass, or maybe it feels like you're just dealing with tautological truths without purpose. In either case, you're wrong. By virtue of being "you", your ideas are necessarily granted coherence and mutual relevance. Everything of "you" is connected through being "you", whether you can see it or not.
Of course this means that in the process of sharing, every bias, every ingrained bigotry, every privilege, and every violation is implied in the mass of you. But the only way to change that is to experiment. The only way to learn is by doing, right? So, go.
Say shit and be open to critique and open up to interesting ppl and keep doing that over and over and over and think about it and talk more and over and over. and eventually you'll start looking like you know what you're doing and people will act like you have an innate talent for it.
