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Dungeon Mastery
What's wrong? I thought you liked it when I rewrote your memories to be more favorable towards me. Or at least, that's what you always used to tell me, don't you remember?
humbling
people saying "write what you want to see in the world!" and that's always a good sentiment but this post isn't really about "oh no there's no content for my ship", more the feeling of "i looked up something that i thought was so obvious that surely plenty of more seasoned ao3 perverts would have thought of it already, but apparently i'm the weird one"
>fandom designated dom top character
>look inside
>overcompensating control freak who would benefit from cnc where they get hunted down and pinned like a butterfly speared on a needle
following weird horny furries who are into shit like pooltoys and transformation and stuff is enrichment. the vitamins and minerals of posting
once you get over your ass and realise you will never get some people and that’s ok you are basically immune to right wing fearmongering. otherkin? none of my fucking business
I must not fall victim to disgust. Disgust is the heart-killer. Disgust is the little-death that brings total apathy. I will face my disgust. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the disgust has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
I would advise against it.
"Against what?" the adventurer asks. They didn't say anything, but this does not tend to stop the ilithid from passing judgment on stray thoughts.
This is not a stray thought. It is an unwise fixation. There are not enough hours in the day to comment on the majority of your 'stray thoughts'.
The adventurer smiles. "If you insist. Well, what's so unwise about it? You'd want to eat me?"
No. I still require your assistance.
"Good to know." They laugh. For a proportedly straight-forward species, their ilithid companion tends to beat about the bush.
It makes an audible grumble. You will not be able to resist domination, and I will not let you go.
That gave them pause. "And here I thought you were indifferent to me," they joke.
You are useful. You would make a good thrall.
They cross their arms. This does beg an obvious question, doesn't it?
Your guild's trust in me is tentative. Enthralling you would be counterproductive.
"Fair enough, I suppose." But—
It is in my nature to dominate. I resist this impulse at its root. Letting you go is another matter altogether. It would be as unnatural to me as you choosing to starve mere feet from a banquet hall.
"Fine, fine, I get it, I'm too tempting for a taste," they say, waving their arms in the air. "Just don't complain if one of your buddies enthrall me first."
There is a palpable silence in the adventurer's mind. It raises the hair on their neck; the ilithid is never this quiet.
You make a compelling point, it finally 'says'. Perhaps it is in your nature to be dominated. You will be useless to me if you stray.
Their heart skips a beat. A moment passes. Nothing happens. "...You're messing with me."
No. It was a test.
Face flushing, the adventurer scoffs and says nothing.
Perhaps we should return to the guild. Your perversions are a liability.
"Hey! That's not fair, I just— I thought—"
Very little.
"Shut up, I just panicked," they insisted, heat crawling down their neck. "That's the whole reason I figured it might be a good idea to– to, y'know, get me used to the, um... The sensations, or warning signs—"
There would be none. Your mind would spread for me at first provocation. Instantly, you would slip into a waking slumber and never rouse again.
"...Hmph." They fold their arms again.
If nothing else, your eagerness is noted. Perhaps the guild would allow me to buy you at some future junction.
"I'm not for sale!" they bellow, indignant.
Indeed. There was a rueful intonation to the ilithid's reply. Let us stop here for the evening. It seems I will need to prepare a stronger ward for you against psionic influences.
“Sit, pet.” You sank to your knees, looking up at your dominant, who smiled, holding up something in their hand. They pressed and- *click*
The sound reverberated through your brain. It danced in your mind. It made you quiver. Hours of brainwashing and association activated.
Pleasure flooded you. You let out a small gasp as it hit, and your dominant laughed. “That’s it, good pet. I love how well trained you’ve become. And it all started with a-” *click* The pleasure was stronger this time. More intense. You stayed kneeling.
But you wanted to squirm, to writhe. They laughed down at you. “Awh, you look so cute like this. All needy just from a-” *click* “That’s all it takes, is” *click* *click* *click*
The consecutive clicks compounded the pleasure, and your resolve broke. You sank to the floor fully.
As you writhed, and squirmed, and humped, your dominant continued to laugh. “Like a bitch in heat, it’s adorable. How helpless you become, from a simple sound. You’re such a good pet for me. I love the associations we’ve made in your brain, toy.”
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
See what no one tells you about having parents who have been successfully polyamorous and active in the tri-state kink community for 29 years is that as their adult child, there is a high probability that at any event you go to someone will have slept with one or both of your parents. There is no escaping this. They've been doing it for decades. They've lain claim to like half the east coast
at 250 notes there is at least an 80% chance someone who has read this has slept with one or both of my parents. this is just the life i lead. i have learned to be at peace with this knowledge.
My favorite tags so far:
@two-wizards-in-a-trench-coat #my future sounds funny as fuck
@kentm4nsley #oh that's so fucking cursed. not in a disparaging way just #if i had this happen to me once i would simply pass away.
@literallybyronic #10 bucks says I met op's parents at a diabolique ball like 20 years ago
@staggered-stones #it's true no one told me about this
@gideonisms #GOD. i can't imagine #no new problem under the sun but this is one i hadn't thought of
@chirpchirrup #condolences i think?
@erudipitous #mood #the greater seattle area polycule T.T #replace 'tri-state' with 'pnw' and this post could be about me #the number of times my polycule has almost wrapped around to MY FATHER despite the fact that I DON'T EVEN DATE is. #well it's happened like 3 times which is saying somethiny #at any given kink or poly event I can generally assume someone there knows my parents
@prairie-grass #Having priests for parents is kind of like this #Lol I know I know #But I bump into people that know my parents ALL THE TIME #If I'm at some sort of religious event I just assume someone there knows at least one of them #Inescapable #Gotta say I prefer that over the idea of fucking someone who also fucked one of them so l'd prefer the cards I got dealt there
@kurtwagnermorelikekurtwagnerd #i have to travel three hours in any cardinal direction to play comfortably it fucking sucks #last time i tried something local the host Messaged My Mother About It. needless to say that group is dead to me.
@callisto42 #I met a couple who had a son who also got into the kink/orgy scene when he grew up #and the parents had to coordinate their party schedules with him to make sure they didn't all go to the same parties
This was your happy space. Head empty, letting your hypnotist sink their claws into your brain. “You’re better off like this, toy.” They said, as you sat, limb, relaxed, in the chair beneath them. “Trapped in trance, mindless for me. Letting me do all your thinking for you.”
It felt so good. To be blissfully blank for them. “You don’t have to worry here, do you? No, you just relax, and let me take charge.” Their weight, pressed against your legs, was keeping you centred on who was in charge, and it wasn’t you. You didn’t want to be in charge.
“Give up all your willpower, all your responsibility. It feels best when you’re not in control.” They paused, their hands brushing down your bare chest. “When I’m in control. So, sink deeper, toy. Let your brain absorb my presence. My power.”
It felt like your brain was a sponge, soaking in warm water, absorbing their voice, their control. “Let yourself be overwhelmed by me. This is when you’re happiest, isn’t it, toy? Happy, and blank, and brainless. Owned and controlled. Such a good toy for me.”
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
The crazy thing is, ninety-nine times out of a hundred, if you asked me on any given day "Would like to see a picture of some genitals?" my answer would be "😰 No, that's... No, thank you. I'm okay, actually." I have nothing but the utmost respect for people who do engage with the penis side of the internet, but personally, I've spent the better part of two decades doing all I can NOT to have pictures of dick and balls or sexy bikini babe buttcheeks blasted onto my retinas constantly. And yet... to be denied the penis? To have a jumped up pile of javascript tell me, a grown adult with an air fryer and an outstanding council tax bill, that I cannot be trusted to withstand the sight of a bare nipple unless I let it scan my drivers' license? I will move heaven and earth to see that fucking nipple, friend. I will walk a thousand miles barefoot on hot coals before I give you big brother bitches my passport number. A thousand miles through the desert with five VPNs just to press my face up against the glass and see the last uncensored picture of two My Little Pony Characters sixty-nining each other, and I don't even want! to look at it! But I will! I must! for the sake of our fucking democracy!
Writing tips:
“You feel the bulge in his pants” - implies that you are feeling some guy’s penis, may be sexy depending on context
“You feel the bugle in his pants” - implies that this guy has a military horn in his pants, invites confusing questions like why does he have that and how big are his pockets
Both options convey that he's horny
How dare you be funnier than me on my own post
Babe we NEED pics of your rubber cuck collection
so actually ☝what i collect is DUCKS
If my previous ask said fucks instead of ducks I'm really sorry I'm high as balls on edibles and sleep deprivation
worse <3
you want to be mommy’s adjective noun, don’t you, pet name? you want to verb and verb for mommy like a good gender
you want to be mommy's weird potato, don't you, Brian? you want to skip and somersault like a good jester
HOLY SHIT SNACKS THAT’S TRANCEY
This came back in my notes 😍
How many times can a mind stand to break apart?
Have you tried just channeling your instincts to appease into BDSM instead of letting them inform your political philosophy?
If you really just have a deeply ingrained need to be in a hierarchical space and give respect to ppl u call ur superiors, like. Hi. We can do that for you. I know some people.
if you really want to lick boots we can make that happen but with better boots
We have flavored boot polish.
(Source: Sen the donkey)