With recent events I feel this is an important statement to make.
Freedom of choice is important. Consent is important. Kink is about consent, without consent it isn't kink, it's ABUSE.
Yes I live a Total Power Exchange lifestyle. Much of what you see on my blog is sexual fantasy that I make a reality. But that power is freely given to me by my submissive/s. That is their CHOICE to become my property, my pet, my little girl, etc. I don't demand their submission, I EARN it by showing the care they deserve, gaining trust that they can fully give themselves to me and be safe. They WANT to be owned by me because I show them a love as intense as the sexual experiences.
You "your body, my choice" motherfuckers that act like this is a given right because you were born with a dick make me sick. You're not an "Alpha Male", you're a baby beta. You are not a "Dom", you're an abuser. No one owes you shit. I hope those you attempt to harass and abuse cut off your cocks with rusty iron blades and toss them in blenders or garbage disposals.
I have a fantasy of finding someone's Tumblr blog that I know irl and using that to corrupt her. A younger, innocent girl who created a kink blog to explore her sexuality and kinks.
I find her on here, strike up a conversation. Build up trust with her. It would be easy to do since I already know what she's interested in, the types of guys she dates, what she does for fun.
She starts opening herself up little by little. "He's so sweet and we're into many of the same things" she tells herself. Now she's sending me slutty pics. Seeking my attention. Starting to degrade herself for me.
Then I start slipping in small pieces of information that makes her start to wonder if I know who she is.
I ask "hey how's your brother doing." She never told me she had a brother. When she questions how I knew that, I gaslight her. I say to her "You told me, you just must not remember bc you can be a bit ditzy."
"Those sweatpants you wore to the store must have been comfortable, huh?" Now she's really questioning if I've been watching her.
"How did you know I wore sweatpants to the store?" She asks.
I play it off. "You said you wanted a lazy day, it was just a hunch baby."
Now she's doing nasty things for me. Being my best little porn star. That's when I bring up really personal information. The name of the high school she graduated from, the street she grew up on, her best friend's name.
She knows I know who she is. I have a stash of the porn she made for me. It's time for her to give in and be more than just my online slut, now she's my corrupted little doll forever.
Masochistic broken girls who will thank me for ruining their pretty makeup and giggle as I send pictures to everyone who has ever interacted with you so they know you're taken >>>
Dirty puddle water splatters on the puppygirl. She yelps as the car drives past, leaving her soaked and alone. The cold streets provide little shelter for the vagrant. Shivering and upset, the girl wanders down the sidewalks, hoping to find a night’s refuge. More cars drive past. Not even a glance given to the pup. As loneliness turns to anger, she growls to herself.
Lost in her feral frustration, the puppy hardly notices the van pulling up beside her. Its driver calls out. “Hi sweetie! Are you lost?” She stares at him suspiciously. “I have food.” The man says, climbing out of the vehicle. Her stomach growls. Her lips do too. He slowly approaches the scared petgirl. “Get away from me.” The girl snarls. “You’re okay, relax…” His tone is calm as he reaches out towards her.
She runs. The man catches her. Holding her in a bear hug, he drags her back towards the van. “Let go! Arf! Arf! ARF!” The door is opened, and the puppygirl pushed inside. Her aggressive barking continues as he locks the door and returns to the driver’s seat. He drives and talks as she panics in the back. “Everything’s going to be fine. We’ll find your owner and bring you home.” The girl’s hostile barking stops. A faint sob.
“If you don’t have a home, we’ll find you one. A good one, I promise.”
Her fight has returned by the time they reach the refuge. Barking and snapping, the puppy kicks and writhes as he drags her into the compound. “First things first – you’re filthy and you need a bath – are you going to let me wash you?” The girl tries to bite him. “Whoa, okay. You’re getting an outside bath then.” He holds her at arms length, leading her to the shed. She’s handcuffed to an old iron ring bolted to the wall. The man turns on the water connected to the hose.
A loud yelp. Naked and afraid, she pulls on her restraints as he points the stream at her. Hosing down the naked girl, he feels a moment of sadness. She doesn’t know her place yet. She whimpers and cries as the water hisses at her body. Dirt and grime run down the drain as the puppy huddles against the wall. The hose targets her pussy. Water rushes over her clit. Finally, the bath is over. She trembles as he dries her off with a towel.
A bowl of food is laid gently on the ground. He sits next to her as she sniffs the meal. When the girl picks up a chunk of meat with her fingers, the man smacks the back of her hand. “No. Puppies don’t eat like that.” She locks eyes with him, more shocked by the sudden contact than the pain. Her face lowers into the bowl. The man rubs her back as she eats.
She wrestles with him as he fits a collar around her neck. The old brown leather is worn and chewed on. “There, is that too tight?” Whimpering, the doggirl touches her only piece of clothing. “This one is just temporary. When you get adopted you’ll have your own collar.” She’s tired and embarrassed, unable to respond. “Do you have a favourite colour?” He asks. The girl hangs her head. “…I guess I like blue…”
He watches her sleep in her cage. The man’s colleague stops by to check in on the new puppy. “She’s a rough one, huh?” Solemnly, he nods. “Yeah, poor girl. She’s really scared. Completely untrained.” The coworker shrugs. “Hopefully it’s worth it.” The man is defiant. “She’s going to be okay. Just needs to learn her place.”
In the morning, the puppygirl glares at him through the cage bars. “Good morning, sweetheart!” He says, bright and chipper. “Grrrrrrr…” She bares her teeth. “Hey now, that’s not nice.” The man unlocks her tiny jail. “Come on, you want to go pee?” A leash is clipped to her collar. The puppy tugs and pulls as he walks her outside. Finding a nice patch of grass, he stops. “Okay, you can go here.”
She looks around. A few people walk by, on their way to work. “Hurry up pup, we’ve got a lot to do today.” The girl whimpers. “Everybody can see me…” She tries to explain. “That’s fine. You’re a puppy. That’s what you do.” He points at the grass. “You pee outside. That’s your place.” Pacing around on the earth, the girl knows she can’t hold it much longer. Finally, she squats. A long stream runs out of her bare pussy. The girl makes eye contact with a passing woman. She lowers her head when the woman smiles at her.
“Good girl! You get a treat for that.” As she finishes, his hand descends between her thighs. His warm fingers slip across her clit and start to rub. The girl bites her lip, trying to not show any pleasure. The man chuckles as she twitches. Pulling away his hand, he shows her his wet fingers. “You like treats, don’t you, puppy?”
Back at the shelter, he leads her into the shed. A mattress on the floor and a small trunk are the only features of the room. “Alright honey, time for some training.” The leash is unclipped. “Can you open your mouth for me?” She looks angry. “Grrrr WOOF!” The puppygirl snaps at him, gnashing her teeth. “Oh, geez. Okay, not that hole, then.” He looks through the trunk, finding a muzzle. “Here girl…”
She barks and whines as he pins her to the mattress. “No! Stop it! I don’t wanna! I don’t wanna – mmph!” The ball gag is thrust into her mouth and strapped to her head. “There you go, cutie. You’re okay. Everything’s fine.” Laying on top of her, he unbuckles his belt. “We’re just doing the basics today, just try to relax.” Her eyes widen as she feels his cock lay against her cunt.
A flurry of movement. The doggirl does everything she can to keep him from forcing his way inside. “mm-ah mmrgin!” Her pleading is incomprehensible through the ball gag. Helpless hands paw at his body. “mm-ah mmrgin!” Using her collar as a handle, he pushes her face into the mattress. Strong hand pull the girl’s hips up. A dollop of his spit on the head of his cock and he presses himself into her puppycunt.
She lets out a long, wailing whine. “Easy, girl. Easy.” The puppy twitches as he buries his cock in her wet hole. “Shhsssh… it’s okay. You’re fine. It’s okay.” He gently strokes her hair, petting her as she sobs into her ball gag. A swing of his hips, and he starts to fuck her. “…mmuh mmrgin…” The girl mumbles pathetically. “Don’t worry, this is what puppies do. You can handle it.”
Fighting against him does nothing. Holding onto her wrists, he slides his cock in and out of her pussy. Her face is wet with tears. Her pussy is wet with cum. “You’re so tight, puppy.” The man coos as he uses her. “You’re going to be such a good pet.” He takes his time, enjoying her, stretching her out, pulling her onto his cock each time she wiggles away. Slowly, he builds his pace until his hips are smacking into her. “…you’re a good… girl… ahhh…” The man lets out a long exhale as he cums inside.
The puppygirl lies still on the mattress. “You did great! That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He gently unstraps the ballgag. Her mouth freed, she starts to cry. “Hey, calm down – you’re okay – what’s wrong?” The man soothes the pet as she sobs. She can barely squeak out her answer. “…that was my first time…” He nods and pets her, wiping away her tears.
“That’s alright, pup. That’s just what doggies like you are for. It’s okay.” Shiny eyes look up at him. “…Do you want a treat? Will that make you feel better?” The doggirl hides her face. “Can puppy have a kiss…?” She can feel his fingers running through her hair. “Of course – puppy’s first kiss?” When she lifts her head, his nose touches hers. They nuzzle. A light kiss. A longer one. The puppy sticks out her tongue, tasting him.
Over the next week, he trains her puppy cunt every day. Afterwords, they cuddle. The man keeps his fingers in her mouth. She glares at him, and bites his thumb. “OW!” A smack across the back of the head. He never hits her hard enough to hurt her, just enough to remind her of her place. Eventually she stops biting his fingers. Eventually she just sucks on them. The man pushes his fingers into the puppy’s mouth every time he uses her.
“Hurry up, honey.” Standing in the patch of grass, he lightly tugs on her leash. The girl looks around at the people walking past. “Still scared, huh?” He pats her head. Quietly, she opens her mouth. “Can I…” The man silently slips his fingers along her tongue and lets them rest in the puppy’s mouth. She closes her eyes, sucking on his fingers. A trickle runs from her pussy, then a stream. His cum drips from her hole as she pisses on the grass. Passerby watch the doggirl suckle on his fingers as she relieves herself.
In the morning, he unlocks her cage. “Good morning, honey!” She has a little smile. “…good morning…” The girl blushes. Her mouth opens, and she crawls towards his hand, tongue out. Suddenly, he lifts it upwards. “Wait.” She freezes, jaw hanging open. A long pause. He lowers his hand to her face, stroking her lips with his thumb. “Puppy wanna suck…” The girl mutters. He grins, unbuckling his belt. “No biting, okay?” The man lays his cock against her tongue. She gives him head. He cums on her face.
“Training time, pup.” Crawling onto the mattress, the puppy sticks her ass up into the air. “ookie… wuf wuf…” She watches him douse his cock in lube. “Why? Puppy already wet?” Her confused expression stares up at him from the ground. He smiles and kneels behind her. The man’s slippery cock runs along her slit. The puppygirl feels him touch her asshole. A petulant twitch as he thrusts the head of his cock into her. “Arf! Ah! Wrong hole! Wrongggg!” She fights like her first time again. He easily overpowers her. “Puppies don’t have a wrong hole, honey. Calm down, you’re okay.” The man trains her puppy bum.
The shelter workers gather around the girl. “Roll over.” The man commands. She flops onto her back, legs spread. “Sit.” He gestures. The girl rolls upright, kneeling, mouth open. “Beg.” The puppy looks into his eyes. “Please fuck me~ wurf wurf <3” The group is impressed. “Didn’t think you’d be able to do it.” Says one. “I guess she’s ready for adoption, now.” He watches the puppygirl’s silly grin fade from her face.
“You’ve been amazing. You really are a good girl.” Alone together on the grassy patch, she kneels in front of him. His hold on the leash is loose and casual. He watches her piss. A short silence as the trickling sound dies out. “…Can I have a treat…?” She opens her mouth. The man unbuckles his belt and pushes his cock into her mouth. She sucks gently, her head bobbing slowly.
He takes a deep breath. The puppy sucks a little harder, moves her head a little faster. The man starts to groan. Her head bobs faster and faster, pushing his cock deeper down her throat. Feeling a wet sensation against his stomach, he looks down at her.
The man sees the same puppy he found on the streets months ago. A scared little girl, crying and alone. Tears stream across her face as she blows him. He gently pats her head. She gasps for air and lets it all out. “I don’t want to get adopted! I don’t wanna go!” The puppygirl sobs, rubbing his cock against her face. Tears and spit smear her cheeks and drip down to the worn leather collar around her neck. “I don’t! I don’t wanna!” She begs.
“Shushhh… Everything’s okay…” He whispers. “I don’t want to leave…” The puppy sucks on his cock. The man strokes her hair. “You finally learned your place, didn’t you.” She sucks and nods. “Okay…”
“…I’m going to mark you.” Her hands drop to her pussy, rubbing her cunt. His cock in her throat, her eyes widen, then soften. She closes her eyes and breathes a sigh of relief out of her nose. A stream of his piss runs out of her lips, down her chin, over her breasts, across her cunt. She rubs. Her eyes open and look up at him with pure devotion. Gulp. He smiles. She swallows again. Gulp. His piss stains her body as she rubs her clit, pussy soaked in his mark. The puppygirl cums. Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.
The cage sits empty, door open, waiting for the next wayward soul. The hose hangs next to the shed, slowly dripping into a dirty puddle. The grassy patch has a small brown circle in the center.
“Good morning!” The puppygirl’s bright expression is the first thing he sees, every day. He barely recognizes the scared doggirl from so long ago. She pounces on him. “Wurf! It’s so nice out! Whaddya wanna do today? Can we go to the park?” Wagging her tail, she nuzzles against him. “Let’s stay in bed a while longer.” The man says, hugging her tight. He touches the pretty blue collar around her neck. “Okay! Wherever you are, I’ll be there!” The puppy knows her place. Home is by his side.
I can say the most atrocious, disgusting, degrading things to a dog, and as long as I do it in a pleasant tone of voice, it will keep sitting there, panting and happily wagging its tail. Girls are basically the same, except I feel bad saying it to the dog.
Anal is great because there’s a perfectly good hole right there next to it that won’t hurt as much and would be way less embarrassing if I used it instead but I don’t fucking care, shut up and bite the pillow
