Some Unholy Combination of Loyal Hound and Hungry Spider 🫀
Early 20s - he/she/it - transexual genderfluid
Trying the names Chiron and Varroa
This is an 18+ hard kink blog. Ageless accounts will be blocked; everyone else should engage at their own discretion. I don’t tag CWs, and if you don’t like what you see you’re encouraged to block me and forget about it.
I'm TME, but always always trying to be a better ally to my transfemme sisters.
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I subscribe to the PRICK (Personal Risk Informed Consensual Kink) philosophy of play. Trust, safety, information, and communication are the foundations for meaningful consent.
I'm partnered, but not exclusively. I encourage you to reach out if you find me interesting, I love making kinky friends. Asks and DMs are open!
I tend to lean more dominant, but I've been exploring my submissive and masochistic sides more avidly.
I'm probably a-spec and am working on figuring out how much I care about defining that identity.
In terms of actionable practices I'm into hypnosis, training, bondage (especially ropes), sadomasochism, sensory play (and deprivation), blood, breathplay, Omarashi, massages, photography and fetish art, latex, masks, and body marking/modification, to name a few.
The fantasies I'm into vary greatly. I can list some more tender entries like dolls, fairies, angels, pets, plushies, knights, princesses, service, worship, care and caregiving. However, I'm also into a lot of very strange and scary things like dissection, abduction, captivity, parasitism, encasement, spiders, butchery, vampires, ownership, mind breaking, and corruption. The best happens when both sides work together in contrast and tandem.
An interesting undercurrent in some kink dynamics is one of record keeping. When managing a submissive, it might help to keep at least some notes: the things that they like, the things they don't, and a few notable connections they might have built with others that you can build upon.
Natural skill may allow you to flow around them, pulling on their strings and manipulating them as you please, but true dominance of a subject requires at least a little bit of observation and planning. Commitment to a plan often requires writing it down, so that you don't forget the direction you have chosen to travel in the middle of your journey: you might still detour if an attraction presents itself but in general, planning may assist you in preventing accidentally cementing things in your submissives that you may have to train out of them.
And thus the solution: record keeping. A little book of secrets presents an alluring target for a brat, and convinces more obedient submissives that you are serious about your desires for them. A dominant that keeps notes is a dominant who can build an air of mystique: 'what does She write in that little book?' 'it is about me?' 'what has She planned for me?' and so on.
For an additional bit of fun, have your submissive write their own notes to you: their own thoughts about the play you are doing, and logging their own desires and ideas. In these little reports you can learn more about them too, and what they hope to get from you. They will provide you with all the information you need to manipulate them to your heart's content. Review them whenever you are in need of inspiration, and you will find that all you need to know is always within your grasp.
anyway, there's something about being seen, having private aspects of yourself noticed and called out. it's violating, but it's also a little comforting. when somebody can look at me and go "thats a dog," even when i think i'm carrying myself with the utmost professionalism, it makes me feel like i'm failing at pretending to be a normal human, at pretending to be a person. and having this failure noticed is incredibly hot, especially if it's like "awww, it's trying to be smart!"
thinking about hanging out with a bunch of intellectuals who know what's going on all the time and are very smart. and i'm trying to fit in, pretending to be smart, but i make a stupid mistake in my intellectual discussion and suddenly all the real people are petting me and telling me i was doing such a good job pretending, but i don't have to pretend anymore, i can just be a dumb dog. and i lie down on one of their laps and let the smart conversation wash over me, not following the discussion anymore, just feeling her hand ruffle through my hair and thinking stupid, empty thoughts.
shove a dildo in me and make me warm it. leave it inside me and tell me I can't touch it or play with it. let me lay there helpless, fulling so stuffed and unable to do anything about it but wait until you finally take mercy on me and pound it into me so hard im crying and begging
If your gut reaction to this is "no it's not" I swear, I promise, that disappointing people, particularly disappointing people who have unrealistic, outdated, manipulative, or just plain wrong expectations of you, or versions of you in their head, is better than continually disappointing yourself. Signed, an inveterate people pleaser who FINALLY realized this and made my life almost immediately more authentic and fulfilling by acting upon it.
being trained is so unbelievably hot. When I get a little conscious of the fact that I didn’t necessarily choose to do that behavior, when I realize I did it without even really remembering, when I realize that you’re firmly in my head piloting me… I can’t even finish the thought tis too much