Love the genre of sadism that’s basically just extreme ‘cuteness agression’. “I love you so much that I get the overwhelming primal urge to violently manhandle and wound you, like some delicate prey thing that I need to rip open and savour the taste of.”
Love the idea of someone who's starved being put in a corset, the laces pulled enough to make their stomach rumble constantly against the tight fabric. I want to starve someone all day, slowly tightening the corset more and more as they grow emptier and emptier. Then I want to sit them down and feed them, stuffing them full with the corset still tight around their belly. They can only get a small appetizer in before the corset is too tight around their belly to eat any more.
"Sorry love, you can't fit any more in there, so it looks like this is all you get..." Cue their belly rumbling loudly, their hunger only worse now after being teased. They'll have to wait a little longer before they can eat again...
Simple acts of submission are so so good. Sitting at your dom’s feet instead of beside them. Always holding their hand when you’re out, letting them lead you to where you’re going. Waiting until they start to eat before you eat. Asking for permission for things. Seeking out ways to serve them just a little extra in everything you do. It doesn’t even need to be sexual to scratch the itch of submitting to them.
Simple acts of submission are so so good. Sitting at your dom’s feet instead of beside them. Always holding their hand when you’re out, letting them lead you to where you’re going. Waiting until they start to eat before you eat. Asking for permission for things. Seeking out ways to serve them just a little extra in everything you do. It doesn’t even need to be sexual to scratch the itch of submitting to them.
gentle rapist big sis tracing her fingers up and down your side, slowly lifting up your top. i need this, she whispers from behind you, you’ll be good, hm?
i slam your head to the concrete. it bounces. her breath hitches. you still havent safe worded
you're sobbing and begging her to stop me, coming up with anything you can think of to offer in exchange for getting me off of you. i tell her not to move a fucking inch or i'll redirect my attention and she stays still.
you're completely catatonic and tears are flooding out of your eyes. i roll you over and tell her to quit worrying about how vacant your eyes have gotten, gesturing to a wet spot on your pants as proof that you really must be getting off to this.
your body slumps forward and i start slapping you harder and harder until you make a whimper for proof of life so she'll stop bothering me with all this "no i think shes really hurt maybe you should stop" bullshit.
break time comes and i tell her to join me upstairs for a smoke, maybe if you were more responsive she'd stay down there, but leaving offers ablution from the misery that we can taste in the air at this point. a polite wave goodbye and a kick to keep you disoriented before the door shuts and you are left alone.
I should be doing more to appreciate the lack of marvel movies in today's popular culture. I once yearned for marvel movies to have this level of irrelevance. They used to feel almost ozymandian, like an empire that had no beginning and no end. and now tony stark iron man is naught but two vast and trunkless legs of stone.
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