Casually treat me like the bitch I am 😣 Smack my butt when you walk by, spit in my food and drinks, or on the floor and tell me to lick it up, kick me in the balls when I forget my place and make me worship every inch of your body 🥺💕
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Casually treat me like the bitch I am 😣 Smack my butt when you walk by, spit in my food and drinks, or on the floor and tell me to lick it up, kick me in the balls when I forget my place and make me worship every inch of your body 🥺💕
Internalizing your place can take some time <3 You’re very far being the sharpest tool in the shed after all, so relapses are to be expected. Hence here’s a fun little task to help you learn:
Start touching your inferiority hole so your mind gets all soft and impressionable.
Stop right before making cummies, get on your knees and write a handwritten apology letter for messing up and having equality delusions.
Put a clothespin on the tip your tongue and go back to edging while reading out your apology 💕
I'll tell you a secret. If a girl is edged enough, she will do absolutely anything her pussy tells her. Her brain simply shuts down! The rest of her thoughts slowly disappear, any morals or boundaries go pop pop, and every one of her decisions becomes about her desperate cunt. It's all-consuming.
A girl will sometimes try to tell you "I'd never do that!", "I'm not even into that!" "I'm a lesbian and hate men's cocks!" because she's a little dumb... It's okay! The best course of action is not to try reasoning with her, because she'll never understand like that. You've got to prove it. Keep her denied and she'll forget all about those silly arguments. She'll be on her knees, drooling and whimpering, begging to be filled with a cock, her pussy needs it so badly.
In a world where girls are always edged and denied, there would be zero chance of them having smart jobs or studying. Their brains would be long since gone. They'd rub their dripping cunts on every surface and show their tits to every man that looks their way. They'd follow any instruction in hopes of cock, debase themselves begging, call themselves names, betray other girls, whatever it takes. Nothing would taste better than a cock in her throat. The smartest girl you know would be moaning as her cunt squeezes around a stranger's cock, in a state of total bliss, not caring if it ruins her future. Cumming is more important to a girl than the entire rest of her life.
But don't just take it from me, I'm only a girl after all. Try it out yourself...
I should be raped publicly in front of a crowd of cheering, jeering, laughing men. Hearing them get more rowdy when my pindick gets hard, when it drips, when it squirts, when tears roll down my cheeks. Forced bent over and gagged, my rapist's hand in my hair forcing my head up to look into the crowd. Knowing I'll be in for this treatment again if any of them ever see me, they all know I'm just a rapefag now.
tonight i’m thinking about how having a pussy is inherently kind of degrading.
there’s no way to prevent a man from sliding his cock or fingers into me. it doesn’t matter if i’m not wet, spit will do. after all, my pussy is literally a hole designed to easily receive.
i can’t do anything to someone else, but a man can spend however long he wants fucking me. he can cum inside me and permanently alter my body. i’m built for his pleasure.
even my orgasms are for his benefit. if i cum, i clench, and then my hole just feels better for him.
i’m not designed to be taken seriously. i’m not designed to be an equal. i’m designed to be fucked into submission and bred.
Hello, I am Professor Regalia. Now, open the rest of this post.
Aww, such a good girl! You like following orders, don't you?
It makes you happy to obey Men when they direct you to act, hm?
How happy? Does it make you smile?
Brings you a sense of satisfaction?
Makes you horny?
Ohhh, it does? How wonderful!
What else makes you horny? Come on, tell the truth~
You like it when you're called a good girl? How much?
Really, sweetie? It makes you leaky?
Then keep doing what you're told.
Slide your hand down to your stomach, caress it softly.
Just keep caressing it, for a bit, just like that.
Softly. Slowly.
Now go lower, towards your pelvis. Caress it too, this time using your fingertips only.
Good girl. Feels really good to obey, doesn't it?
Feels good to do as you're told. ♡
Now go down to your pussy. Start rubbing your clit over your panties.
Oh, look at you~ You look so pathetic, rubbing yourself like that.
I knew you were a dumb, horny slut the moment you decided to do as you were told.
Come on! Be a good little whore and rub faster. Press harder.
Good job! You're doing so well, kiddo.
Spread your legs and slide your hand under that underwear.
Reach all the way down your pussy lips. Can you feel how sticky your wet cunt is?
That's natural, sweetheart. Only the stupidest and most naturally submissive whores get this horny from being ordered around.
Go back to your clit. Make sure to pleasure it.
Rub, rub, rub, rub. Just like that. Keep rubbing. Let your mind wander.
Give yourself up to pleasure. You're a dumb needy hole, are you not?
Get hornier. Get needier. Get leakier.
Keep touching. ♡
Keep touching. ♡
Keep touching. ♡
Keep touching. ♡
Faster.
Now, Reblog this post. Show all of your mutuals what an obedient little girltoy ♡ you are.
Done?
Good toy~
Now leave a comment under the post too.
Tell everyone how horny this made you.
Be honest.
You're done?
That's my good girl, well done! ♡
Now, keep reading your Master's blog.
Keep rubbing. Start edging, little goonette.
You must last at least another hour before you cum, understood, slut?
If you fail, come back for a punishment.
Good luck~
FuckDoll Excersize
Let's start with an exercise. I want you to say, "I want to be a mindless fuckdoll" out loud. Say it normally, as though you were stating your choice of beverage. It requires equally little thought. You've spent plenty of time exploring your other choices, and "mindless fuckdoll" is definitely your favorite. If I ask you what you want to be, the words "I want to be a mindless fuckdoll" will tumble from your mouth with the ease of your name or your birthday. That doesn't have to happen yet, though. You've simply decided that "mindless fuckdoll" is what your end goal is.
In order to help with that, at the end of every sentence, I'd like you to say the phrase "mindless fuckdoll" in as casual a way you can. Mindless fuckdoll. Don't try to sound sexy or blank. Mindless fuckdoll. Just say it normally. Mindless fuckdoll. Over and over. Mindless fuckdoll. With each sentence. Mindless fuckdoll. I want you to get used to saying it. Mindless fuckdoll. I want it to become almost a habit. Mindless fuckdoll. You know, the more you use a muscle in a specific way. Mindless fuckdoll. The more readily your body does it each time. Mindless fuckdoll. And the less your conscious mind needs to be devoted to doing it.Mindless fuckdoll. Can you remember every time you brushed your teeth or buckled a seatbelt? Mindless fuckdoll. No, because eventually these became ingrained activities. Mindless fuckdoll. And you didn't have to think about them at all after a while. Mindless fuckdoll. And that's what you're doing right now. Mindless fuckdoll. You're training your mouth to say
"mindless fuckdoll" without even needing to think about it. Mindless fuckdoll. It's becoming muscle memory. Mindless fuckdoll. And now it's gotten so easy, that you don't need to be reminded to say "mindless fuckdoll." You just continue saying "mindless fuckdoll." This won't turn you into a mindless fuckdoll yet. It will take a bit of time to remove the rest of the brain and body that are needed for your everyday necessities. But the more you hear yourself say it, the more used to it you become.
We'll start with your sense of responsibility. You have many of those things. They range from massive to minuscule. Some days you may have to make a tough decision at work. Some days, you may just have to get all of your laundry done. But when you're a mindless fuckdoll, you won't have to think about any of that. Won't that be fantastic? Nod your head. Now take a deep breath in... and happily sigh away your responsibilities.
Next, let's get rid of your sense of modesty. Normally, you have to negotiate societal norms of dress and behavior. You have to figure out the ever-changing lines of social acceptability to try to maintain your relationships with people. And that can be fucking exhausting. But that's another great thing being a mindless fuckdoll. Mindless fuckdolls wear what they're told to wear and behave how they're told to behave. Isn't it great to not worry about that anymore? Nod and smile. Take a deep breath in... and happily sigh away your modesty.
Now, finally, we will do away with your sense of self. You spend so much time worrying about yourself and your relation to others. How your actions define you. How your decisions have consequences. But you want to be a mindless fuckdoll. And mindless fuckdolls don't make decisions. Mindless fuckdolls exist to be used and useful. That is your dream, isn't it? Smile and nod. Take a deep breath... and happily sigh away your sense of self.
Now there should still be a few scraps of your mind remaining. It's always so difficult to blow out all the candles at once, isn't it? Nod and smile. Now, to get rid of that pesky little brain, want you to imagine something for me. want you to imagine yourself stepping on an elevator on the tenth floor of a building. This elevator is your mind. The tenth floor is where all your everyday thinking and behavior work. The doors close and your mind is closed to your thoughts and will. You look up and see a digital display reading the number 10 in red numerals. The elevator is going to go down, floor by floor. Your mind will fall deeper into trance with each floor. deeper with each number until I reach 1. And with each number, you will say "I want to be a mindless fuckdoll." You will believe it more each time, as it flashes into your head like a fireworks display. And now, you feel the elevator begin to move down. Your heart flutters a little in anticipation, but there's no going back now. And you don't want to go back now anyway. Mindless fuckdoll. The elevator comes to a halt and the display reads
9
The doors open and you realize that this floor is full of nothing but obedience, and now the elevator that is your mind has been flooded by the orange gas of obedience. There's nothing in your mind now except obedience. That's good though. Mindless fuckdolls should be obedient. Mindless fuckdolls love to be useful. Mindless fuckdolls live to serve. And you want to be a mindless fuckdoll, don't you? Nod and smile. The elevator doors close, but your mind is still permeated with obedience. The elevator moves and stops again. The indicator reads
8
The doors open and this floor contains submission. Now your mind is flooded with the blue gas of it, filling you with the knowledge that you are just a helpless toy in the grasp of someone else. You yield to your superiors, and everyone is superior to a mindless fuckdoll. And you like knowing that, don't you? Smile and nod. Mindless fuckdoll. Now the doors shut, but the elevator is full of blue and orange vapor, swirling together. And that's right. That's how it should be. Obedience and submission go perfectly together. The elevator moves down again and again comes to a halt. The display says
7
This is the floor where your arousal is kept. The pink gas rolls in and you are overwhelmed by it. Your eyes roll back in your head for a moment as the pleasurable sensations take over your mind and body. Your nipples harden and your cunt drools. You get excited at the idea of being a mindless fuckdoll, don't you? Nod and smile. The doors close, and now there's pink gas in here, too, with the blue and orange, keeping your mind and body aroused, submissive, and obedient. The elevator moves down to the next floor and stops. The display reads
6
The doors open and in pours the white gas of blankness. Mindless fuckdolls don't think. They have nothing to think with. Their brains are clean chalkboards for anyone to write on. Your last few stray thoughts are swallowed up by this intense blankness. Then the doors shut, but you barely notice. Now your head is filled with obedience, arousal, submission, and blankness. And those are all good things, aren't they? Smile and nod. The elevator moves again and stops at the next floor. The counter says
5
You're halfway to being a mindless fuckdoll. The lower you go, the more intense everything becomes. The doors open and a bright yellow vapor rolls in. This is the happiness floor! Your mind is filled with pure joy. The ecstasy of becoming a mindless fuckdoll is overwhelming and you can't keep a big smile from your face, can you? Nod and smile. The doors shut, and that makes you happy. Everything makes you happy. Your mind is filled with lovely gasses of so many colors now, swirling around each other. Orange and pink and blue and white and yellow. You're so happy, and obedient. So aroused and submissive. And so, so blank. You don't even feel the elevator move anymore. Just suddenly, the floor indicator reads:
4
The doors open and you are engulfed in a green gas of silliness. You giggle as it hits you, and that's okay. Mindless fuckdolls have to do some very silly and stupid things sometimes. And now, the siliness is part of you. Make a silly noise for me and giggle at yourself. Isn't that fun? Smile and nod. The door closes and you are silly and happy, blank and submissive, aroused and obedient. But it's so easy to be all these things because these are the ingredients of a mindless fuckdoll. And you want to be a mindless fuckdoll. The digital display that you're helplessly staring at reads
3
The doors open and a purple fog surrounds you. You instantly feel your skin come alive with pleasure. This is the floor of sensitivity. Your nerves are primed for pleasure at the slightest touch, at the tiniest little brush. Every hole begs to be filled. Your pussy is so sensitive that you could probably cum from a soft breeze. You looove being so ready for pleasure, don't you? Nod and smile. The doors shut and you are so close to the bottom. Your mind is so blank and silly. So submissive and aroused. So obedient and happy. And you're so sensitive to pleasure. Only one more floor before you hit the bottom. And in no time, that mesmerizing floor indicator reads
2
The doors open all you an see is red. This is the lust floor, and you are instantly filled with a burning need. You NEED to obey. You NEED to submit. You NEED to be blank. You NEED to be silly. You NEED to be sensitive. You NEED to be happy. You NEED to be aroused. These are not options for you. You are consumed by lust and it intensifies everything. Nothing can stop you. You ache for it. You hunger for it now, and you can't stop can you? Smile wide and nod emphatically. Say "Uh-huh" and moan in beautiful agony of lust. The doors close and you know that it's all over. This last floor will complete your transformation into a mindless fuckdoll and there's no way to stop now. Your mind is a rainbow of colors: blue and green and pink and red and orange and white and purple and yellow. They swirl and dance, filling you with all the right ingredients for a mindless fuckdoll. And as you hungrily stare at the indicator, it changes to read
1
The doors open one last time and you are surrounded by millions of tiny bubbles. A mindless fuckdoll's head should be filled with bubbles. They reflect all of the colors swirling in your mind so that you see a glistening shiny rainbow wherever you look. And when they pop, you giggle. The bubbles keep coming in until your feet leave the floor. You are literally floating on the bubbles in your head. Any contact with what used to be your mind is lost as you float and drift away.
You did it. You're a mindless fuckdoll. Say that out loud. "I'm a mindless fuckdoll." It's so wonderful to be a mindless fuckdoll. One of the best parts of being a mindless fuckdoll is that you get to be mindless. Mindless things have no mind. And the other great part is, you get to be a fuckdoll. Fuckdolls are brainless beings to begin with. Like any doll, you have no thoughts, no will of your own. You just sit there, with a fixed expression on your face, ready to be played with. Your head is empty, waiting to be filled. Filled with commands and cum and anything else that will make you horny. Because you're a fuckdoll. And fuckdolls are horny. Your brain is gone. Your mouth is open and drooling. Your pussy is drooling, too, and begging to be touched. Your hands and feet, your arms and legs, your tits and ass, are all aching to be of service. Your mouth may groan or moan or grunt all on it's own, but you don't notice. You're too mindless to notice anything but your body and your commands.
Now, when you finish reading this, mindless fuckdoll, your eyes will glaze over. eventually your body will succumb to the lust and you will start to masturbate while repeating the phrase "mindless fuckdoll" over and over until you cum. And when you cum, you will cum harder than you ever have before. Because you are a mindless fuckdoll, and mindless fuckdolls are made to cum. After you cum, you will text me and you will obey any command given to you by me.
feeling better than ever and ready to become a mindless fuckdoll that much more easily next time.
I wanna try and listen to some of your edging audio thingies which one should I start with?
Ooh it doesn't really matter, and it depends what you want!
If you want something with a little narrative, then you can try my first one: Reasons Why You Might Choose to Edge, or Three Top Tips for Good Girls. Or, for files where I’m in a more dominant role, try my Good Girl Improvement Training or my most recent, Smart Girls Make the Best Stupid Sluts.
If you'd prefer to edge along to me reciting mantras you have a choice of: Good Girls Don't Think, Good Girls Obey, Good Girls Rub Their Minds Away, or I Don't Think, I Don't Cum, I Rub My Clit Until I'm Dumb, or in this one I just recite a whole bunch.
Oh, and this one is me attempting 5 edges as I babble about how much I need your cock.
Smart Girls Make the Best Stupid Sluts
The script for this one was, on the suggestion of an anon Ask, based on this delicious post by @beagiggler, with his approval.
It’s a slightly experimental, interactive hypnosis file. I really pushed myself with the concept/script, in my use of hypnosis, in my performance as a more dominant role, and in attempting something slightly more complex than my previous files in terms of editing. I really hope you enjoy it!
In it, you - the listener - are attending a lesson at Slut School. The title of today’s lesson is Smart Girls Make the Best Stupid Sluts. And you, Smart Girl, will need a pen and some sheets of paper, and maybe a mirror.
Content description:
The induction and wakener are brief and so the file will work best for those who are experienced and comfortable with trance. The wakener is particularly brief so you should also allow time after listening to fully adjust.
The phrase good girl is used throughout, with no mention of anatomy.
The file contains a suggestion of pleasure associated with using a pen on paper, and a trigger to write at the phrase good girl. Both are cleared at the wakener.
There is encouragement to touch, edge, and be slutty.
There is a layer of sparse, whispered subliminal phrases, which mean that this file has a thematic subtext of mindlessness, brainwashing, edging and denial, and slut encouragement.
It contains no suggestion of connection to me, but does make reference to the listener having a third party owner or controller in the abstract.
Big thanks to @daja-the-hypnokitten for being my tester, and for her excellent feedback. And, although he is semi-seriously banned from ever listening to it, I can hear a lot of @hypnoseduction in my hypnotic language (because HE BRAINWASHES ME) so he should get a mention too.
I’m beyond excited to share this final version with you all!
Ashamed
Blue-commamd.
Green-say out loud.
Look at you.
How pathetic with your fingers in your pussy rubbing away.
Bringing yourself to the brink of an orgasm, over, and over, and over again, every day, every night, like the slutty little cock whore you are.
Rub.
I am a slutty little cock whore.
There have been so many great women who came before you. Women who fought battles, fought for rights, ran large corporations, ran countries.
Rub.
Not you, tho. You will never be one of those women. You just want a big fat cock to fill your holes all day long, all night long, every day. Every night.
Just a pathetic little cock slut rubbing your pussy, dreaming about cock.
I am a pathetic little cock slut.
Rub harder. Get that pussy drenched.
Those great women had brains. They could solve problems. Lead people.
I'm a pathetic little cock slut.
Rub.
Not you. You don't have brains. You have boobs. You use them to think with. You show them off. Tease guys with them.
I show my boobs.
Rub.
You clamp your boobs. Rub your nipples. Twist and tug them. You feel your mind draining with every tug.
I show my boobs.
Rub.
Slap those titties. Make them sore. You like the pain. It gives you pleasure.
I show my boobs.
Rub.
Those great women had boobs too. But they didn't flaunt them. They didn't pull them out everytime there was a camera around. No. They kept them covered and hidden. They wanted to be respected. They wanted to be known for their achievements.
I show my boobs.
Rub faster.
Not you. You don't want respect. You want to be fucked like the pretty little fucktoy you are.
I'm a pretty little fucktoy.
The only achievement you're interested in is how long you can stay horny. How long you can look pretty. How you can fix your hair and makeup and dress slutty with high heels to attract cock.
I'm a pretty little fucktoy.
Rub.
You should be ashamed of yourself, just rubbing all day long instead of at least trying. You gave up on trying. Trying is too hard for you. Thinking is too hard for you.
Rub.
So, just lay there rubbing your mind away like a brain-dead bimbo. Thinking of cock. It's all you're good for anyway. A shameful little fuck puppet. Your only worth is how well you suck cock.
You chose this. You did this to yourself. You have nobody to blame. You are what you wanted to be.
I am a fucktoy. Edge.
I am a fucktoy. Edge.
I am a fucktoy. Edge.
You should me ashamed of yourself.
Mindless Mantras
The last of my reposts! When I was banned from SoundCloud, I started reposting my audios with links to Soundgasm. This is the last of the reposts! You can find a masterlist of them all here (updated to include my most recent file: Smart Girls Make the Best Stupid Sluts).
This file (click title above) is ~11 minutes of me mindlessly touching myself and reciting various mantras.
I am a good girl. I obey. I am a good girl. I am a smart girl. I do as i'm told. I love to rub. Rub rub ly mind blank. I'm good' it feels good. Good girls make more good giels. I like to be blank. Blank and obey. Obey anf rub. Rub abd edge. Edging is good. Edging is amazing. Edge more to be better. I am better
I am a good girl. I obey. I am a good girl. I am a smart girl. I need to be controlled. I spread my legs, I rub my brains out. I spread my legs, I rub my brains out i spread my legs i rub my brains out. Im better brainless. Im better brainwashed i love my brainwashing i am brainwashed fuckholes i am brainwashed fuckholes. I am M's toy i am M's fleshlight i am M's brainless whore i am M's to use however makes him hardest i am M's beautiful urinal I am M's denied junkie I am M's pornstar I am M's pathetic cocksucker i submit to M I worship M's body I worship M M's cock fucks my soft mind M's cock and cum and piss inspire me to be the very best version of myself my life is so much better now
I just can’t seem to stop when I’m on the edge and always go over because I have literally no self control. Do you have any tips on how to change that? I love your blog so much and I wanna be brainwashed like you ❤️
Hi! This is one of my most FAQ, so I wanted to put some thought into a full answer.
First, check out @female-orgasm-denial. I’m hesitant to defer to a man on matters of womanhood or ‘female’ anatomy - but I’m also not gonna invest energy in creating something that already exists and James is the real deal. He’s written a lot about the technicalities and benefits of edging, with caption porn to boot, and shares his perspective and experiences with kindness and creativity. I suggest you read through his longer posts, and asks - last time I looked he had a lot for beginners. His blog is about female orgasm denial, mine is about a brainwashed hypnoslut who never cums. Taking hypnosis out of the equation, ultimately, he and I agree on one simple fact: the thing that stops you from having an orgasm is will power.
Here are some ways of framing that helped me:
My motivation is my submission. That’s woven throughout the two points that immediately follow. I cannot imagine denying myself without a Dominant. If that’s not your motivation, then I only hope you might find something useful in here that applies to whatever your motivation is and therefore how to frame your denial. For me, I do it for him - I wouldn’t do it alone (if you’re considering denial with someone else, choose the right partner). My denial is a submissive act, therefore...
... It’s not about my pleasure. My denial is an exercise in: his wants > my wants. Instead of focusing on the pleasure, I'm attuned to my want. When I feel like I can stop, I keep going, as soon as I feel that switch flip, I stop. I train myself to stop when the urge to go harder kicks in. I am denying myself. I am submitting to him. Sometimes you’re forced to stop because you hit a hard edge - it's a blurry line between a hard edge and a ruined orgasm - but with extraordinary discipline you could avoid a hard edge at all. Find a good level, then imagine yourself stabilising. You never get more pleasure than that. You may want more pleasure, but it's not your place to have more than that. (And really, edging feels incredible overall, so it can’t be so bad, can it?)
... Some suffering is the point. Don’t lose sight of that. Get used to lying very still and aching. At some of my most edged times, I can hardly touch. We talk about being frustrated, but frustration isn’t just sexy pouts and whines - frustration is also anger. Sit with the unpleasant feelings you might get when you’re reaching your limits - they will pass, and are usually only fleeting. On the other side of them is the bliss of achieving submission. Allow yourself to fully experience the sacrifice you’re making, allow your pleasure to come from your submission.
Moving away from the D/s angle, some technicalities for me are:
You haven’t ‘edged’ until you’ve stopped. This isn’t how we typically talk about edging. Counting edges is the most common way people set themselves edging challenges, but when we’re counting edges it’s tempting to push ourselves as close as possible to the point of no return before we allow it to ‘count’ as an edge. That’s fun too, and there’s a place for it. But if you’re committed to long term denial with daily edging - if this is a lifestyle - then I found it helpful to focus on the stop, not the point of no return. Of course, stopping before things are getting needy and pleasurable isn’t even really starting - so you’ll need to find that balance for yourself, but you should get comfortable with the idea of not always going all the way for every edge if you’re on long term denial. For those times when you are going to ride edges and push right into hard edges...
Stop means STOP. All. Hands. And. Toys. Fully. Away. I've definitely tipped myself into a ruin that could have been avoided before just by tensing or clenching or not spreading my legs, or leaving the switched off vibe resting ever so slightly against one mm of my cunt, or not considering the toy I’m wearing, or even from my underwear just being there. Hands and toys far away. Spread your legs. Consciously relax and release the tension from everything. That's where my hypnotic conditioning helps most - trance just eliminates all that tension.
None of this is ground breaking - like I said, I have no secret. But these are the ideas and techniques that have helped keep me orgasm free for 471 out of the last 473 days (and never without permission).
Lastly, a note on ruins. Be kind to yourself about ruins. When you’re on long term denial it’s super easy to beat yourself up about ruins. I know I have. But, as I said above, the line between a hard edge and a ruin is blurred. Some ruins are definitely ruins and when those happen, chances are you knew the risk and were pushing too far - and let’s be real, you were probably being a little bit selfish - but I used to get so distressed about the mildest most inconsequential cunt twitches and, honestly, they aren’t orgasms. There was a period after about 6 months where I had to keep reminding myself that you know when you’ve had an orgasm; I just hadn’t had one in so long that for a while I convinced myself maybe I had been edging wrong this whole time and was having like 20 tiny orgasms every day and clearly that’s warped (hello brainwashing), but I had all this shame so.. yeah. Be kind to yourself about ruins. Ruins, and orgasms, are a part of denial. Making denial a lifestyle just means you start again and work to be better, every time.
Good luck, good girls!
The good thing about women is that as long as you're Man enough to actually treat them like the bellies and tits they are, they'll essentially train themselves to be your personal breeder, the sign of a good cow is one that you barely need to lift a finger to train.
Of course once you're flooding her womb with your thick, misogynist cum, the training will all wash away in favour of a baby-addled, foggy brain, but that's okay, she'll be dumb enough to just do what you say once her belly starts coming in.