🎀Feral Doll🎀

Vatalini, 26, Non-binary High-femme Lesbian ~ Sub MDNI

[doll-afterdark]

I’m a lesbian who runs an adult sore.

Heres the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

2 black women come in, one was more of a stud with dreads, the other slightly femme. They are looking as strap attachments and I pull out the 3 samples we have, that way people can feel textures and make sure the firmness is right.

I ask “who is receiving” because sometimes it’s the masc picking out what they’d like to try.

Happens more often than you think.

I hand her the lowest quality one, and the receiver is looking at attachments right behind her, only idly paying attention. I move to hand the femme the next best but the stud stops me, I look at her a little confused but give it to her instead .

“I know what she likes”

I’m just ‘oh… dang ok😏’ that’s sounds cool let’s see. Then I hand her my favorite and she nods “she’ll like that one”

I raise an eyebrow as she hands it to her partner who squishes it once and nods simply “that one.”

The stud looks back at me like ‘yup knew it”

And I lowkey got a little wet.

No but, god, that the kinda dynamic I want. Like you can tell who’s the top, and who runs this shit.

Being known well enough that some decisions are hardly presented to you. Your likes and dislikes are known, you don’t need to state your preferences. Never having to answer if you like something, only which you like more.

That is being cared for, considered and seen.

Ah! I love my job!

[misshera-misshera]

1996 Clit Club Flyer i found omg

[wlwmummy]

the desire to have a sweet girl who i can call “doll” is so strong.

[iluvblklesbians]

“Don’t you lesbians get tired of always talking about sex on this app?”

No, the more kinky lesbian smut the better. I love reading and sharing fantasies. Tumblr has always been sexual… You can easily find censored lesbian media on a different app

[unfilteredmania]

Hey yeah hi so I need to feel someone’s mouth around my clit and their tongue flicking and them sucking on it as it throbs desperately please now and thank you

no cis men & no minors

[lesbiannbat]

"Are u okay?"

No, im not okay, I'm a virgin who's mentally a whore and I've got a terrible sexual frustration going on

[lettersfromafemme]

femmes that are dominant outside the bedroom but complete subs in bed!!

thats me, I'm femmes!

[color-of-force]

thinking about being stepped on.. a leather boot pressing down on my throat, sharp heels digging into my back after you throw me on to the ground... steel toed shoes lifting my head up or giving me a kick to see if i'm conscious.. resting one of your boots on my chest and putting weight on it slowly, threatening to break my ribs...

[kotabutch]

being dominant about consent

“you will tell me if something makes you uncomfortable.”

“can I touch you here, sweetheart?”

“would you like me to think for you for a bit, smart girl?”

“i will always take care of you. you can put your trust in me.”

“tell me your color, or i will stop.”

“tell me with words, or i will stop”

[doll-afterdark]

Sub version

Checking in and praising while being submissive can be really helpful to prevent dom-drop.

“You wanna keep going right? Can you give me more?”

“Please tell me how I can be good for you”

“I can take more, I need to.”

“I want everything you can give me”

“I won’t let you go to far, so take what you need.”

“I know you’ll put me back together, so ruin me”

[sweetnsal]

there’s something so beautiful about a bloodied, cannibalistic, beast-like woman/femme eating me 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[doll-afterdark]

I never know if I want to eat or be eaten, there’s something romantic in delving inside someone you love so much they MUST become apart of you for you to survive.

Ripping and chewing their flesh, lapping up blood, blinded by need to be together you don’t even understand why you are tearing meat front the same hand that stroked your head.

[d4rthberry]

i love when women are perverts, nothing is better than a disgustingly filthy minded beautiful woman

[delicatelymorbid]

smoking that strain of weed that makes you wanna beg a lesbian to put a baby inside you

[goodgoodgoodgirl-collection]

no but fr the idea of being a dress-up doll,,, standing there blankly while she puts different clothes on me and assesses which ones she thinks look best on me, maybe mumbling to herself as she thinks about it, never asking me what I think ofc bc im just a doll, touching and squeezing and pinching different parts of me depending on how the clothes show me off, and in the end when she finds the right outfit saying "perfect" and kissing me all over and using me as much as she wants

[mindlessbimbo]

"I need my beauty sleep," but as a covert code for brainwashing

[mindlessbimbo]

bonus points if you don’t know it is one

[mindlessbimbo]

No sooner have the words left your mouth, you feel your mind begin to cloud.

"Oh...? So soon?" They smile. "But of course, you're right. You can never get enough beauty sleep, can you?"

Another wave. Your eyelids flutter. "What...? What's going..."

"Hm? You were just saying that you needed to get some beauty sleep. Did you forget already? How silly. You must be very— careful, now!"

Your legs feel weak. Limp. You find yourself falling, only to be caught in their arms.

"Let's get you somewhere more comfortable, hmm? Somewhere where you can get some well-dserved beauty sleep."

Your head rolls back. Mouth open. Eyes lidded. Barely, you recognize that their arms have tucked themselves under your back and knees. A moment later, you're weightless.

Floating.

Then dropped into a sea of plush silk.

"There we are. Much better."

You try to follow their voice, but find the room a blur. "I...my...head...what's...?"

"Shhh." Deft fingers find your hair, stroking your feeble protests away. "You need this, remember? Say it again."

"I need...my beauty sleep," you repeat on a sigh that proceeds a rush of warmth, and heaviness.

"Good doll. Beauty sleep is good for you. Without it, your thoughts turn ugly, don't they?"

You nod. "Beauty sleep...good for me."

"Were you having some ugly thoughts, doll?"

You nod again.

"Tell me. You can do that before you drift off, can't you?"

The fog in your mind parts just a little. Enough to think. To recall. To see them lying beside you, one hand stroking your forehead, and another rubbing your tummy. You swallow. "It’s hard out there," you say. "Everyone treats me like I'm a person, so sometimes I forget I'm not." You feel tears begin to well in your eyes, your heart racing with your words. "I'm sorry..."

"Oh, my silly doll. Don't cry. You've done nothing wrong." They wipe away the wettness, then pull your face to theirs. "You're just playing pretend, sweet thing. That's what dolls do."

Right. Of course. "Dolls love playing pretend."

"That’s right! Dolls love playing pretend. Do you remember why?"

Your face scrunches up. "No..."

"That's alright." Lips find your cheek. You blush. "Dolls play pretend to make people happy."

"Like you?"

"Yes, like me. And you make me very, very happy, little doll. No matter what I tell you to be, you play your part perfectly. You're a very good doll."

Warmth spreads through your chest. "I'm a good doll."

"And sometimes," they smile, "when silly little dolls are perfect at playing pretend, they forget they were ever playing at all. That's why I'm here. To remind you when play time is over." A hand, the one on your stomach, slowly trails to the hem of your pants. "Do you remember what happens when play time is over?"

You shake your head.

"I think you do. You come back here, to your dollhouse, and I undress you."

For a moment, you squint. "Undress me...?"

"Of course. Taking off your play clothes is essential for getting good beauty sleep."

Your eyes roll back, and once again your limbs are so, so heavy. You couldn't lift them even if you tried.

"That's it. No more thoughts. No more movement. Play time is over, and good dolls are still and silent when play time is over. Isn't that right?"

You don’t respond.

"Good doll. Just rest your eyes and drift into deep, deep beauty sleep." The hand moves down. "I'm going to play with you myself now."

[lostindollspace]

poor doll. masquerading as a real person is so hard, isn’t it?

i know why you’re struggling. you’ve forgotten that to do so successfully, you need balance.

when you’ve been strong, you need to be made soft.

when you’ve been frenetic, you need to be made still.

when you’ve been independent, you need to be made helpless.

when you’ve been overwhelmed, you need to be made mindless.

after all, ‘what goes up’—?

that’s right, good doll. it simply must drop back down.

[prettyypearl]

Memory play is so much fun! I recommend doing it with someone you trust, someone who has always been there for you, someone who you clearly remember being present in every important moment of your life

[spiralling-down]

When a sub is so blissed out they go nonverbal and lose focus on what you’re saying, so you ask them a question then tell them “just nod your head and agree”.