IrisJaxx

He/It/She/They pronouns. His Prized Dairy Cow Owned and Collared by my Husband. 18+ only, born in Ireland in 2000 and living in Vermont. Norse, Hellenic, and Khemetic Pagan, demisexual and femme genderfluid porn artist, and loving monogamous submissive housewife for my Dominant and Husband Pond. dont send me any pics or vids without my express consent. if i wanted to see, id ask. otherwise, pay me for it first. And dont call me anything other than my name, that is disrespectful to me and to my dynamic. I dont talk to those that decide to be creepy or disrespectful to me or to my people ASK ME ANYTHING!!! I'm an open book, but you have to pay to check me out. D/s, BDSM. (I have kinks that go brrrrr) any pics of me will be #my content while any asks will be tagged #thankyouforyourcuriosity i now have an FAQ tag #frequentlyaskedquestionsandanswers message to buy my content directly and also look me up on Onlyfans, my link is everywhere Or google my name, its the same on every site my blog is adult only, minors DNI other DNI: cops/their supporters, feeder/feedee blogs, ana blogs

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everything posted here is assumed to be SSC/RACK activity between adults. just bc im into some stuff etc does not mean im actually into any various illegal shit. if you come to me admitting to doing illegal shit or asking if i do any illegal shit you will be blocked!! just to be extra clear!!!

I BLOCK BLANK BLOGS!! NO EXCEPTIONS! AND PUT YOUR FUCKING AGE INTO YOUR BIO BEFORE YOU FOLLOW ME BECAUSE I AM NOT ASKING FOR AGES! IF YOU DO NOT OWN UP TO BEING AN ADULT I WILL ASSUME YOU ARE A CHILD AND BLOCK YOU.

im into some fairly intense kink (such as: cnc, breath play, somno, weapons, kidnapping, bdsm, D/s, and quite a few others) so be aware! Feel free to ask me shit or everything is tagged as “heat rants”, “squeak noises”, or “——— kink go brrrr(r)”

cashapp is $IrisJaxx or venmo is @Iris-J665 if you want content from me directly via messages

My OnlyFans is where all my best content goes and has been since 2020, otherwise i post bits and pieces on FetLife, Twitter, Tiktok (new), and my first tumblr (this one), or my second tumblr (this one), or my third tumblr (this one), i began posting to my LoyalFans in 2024 and i began posting to my Fansly in 2024. I also have kik, which im never on. i lost my instagram in 2019 for “explicit content” and will not rebuild it. i had snapchat from 2019-2022 and then for a week in july 2024 before it was banned again, it will not be rebuilt again.

I am very happily married to my Pond, we have 2 cats and no children yet. i dont care who you think you are im not gonna be interested in you sexually. Ever

Anything you want to ask me is tagged under “thank you for your curiosity” or “frequently asked questions and answers”

All my content is tagged under “me” or “my content”

My personal writings (horny) are tagged under “heat rants”

Anything about my guard-dog/bodyguard/babysitter/ brother Caine is tagged “my pretty puppy” and anything about my brothers girl, Bunny, is tagged “bunnyinlaw”

Anything about my Owner/Daddy/Master/Mate/Dominant Pond is tagged “my beloved pond” including asks that He has answered.

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Panties of the day?

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Could you kindly share the song? i need to train a puppet

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one of the things im so very lucky to get to experience, is that my Puppy ( @an-mac-tire-a-sheilg ) is a great songwriter.

yall should go bug Him about it lol

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I'm curious.

You've expressed many many times that you have absolutely no sexual desire for anyone apart from your partner. But people continue to express their sexual desire for you, to you.

The content you create exists explicitly to turn people on, but does it bother you when people express that desire? Like, do you dislike knowing that people desire you?

I've never been hit on in public, or even seriously flirted with. People don't seem repulsed by me, but I don't feel like anyone actually desires me in that way. But I can see if it was a constant thing, if that was the only way people interact with me, it would get quite tiresome and annoying.

it does get tiresome and annoying, but primarily because they don’t attempt to give genuine compliments, rather they only ever try and fail to hit on me with the very wrong assumption that i post sexy stuff and therefore must be open to being sexy for/with them. if people said “hey this one outfit looked really great on you” or “you look so happy in this shoot” or “this looked really fun, you seemed to be enjoying yourself”. those, i view as compliments, they mention choices that i made or my distinct pleasure. even “it was so hot seeing you do (whatever thing)” thats better than “oh youre hot” or “i wanna do xxxxx with you” or “tits” because those are dead statements that first, have no response that theyre gonna wanna hear, and second, arent things that actually count as compliments. i hear those way too often and so i answer by rote, “yea i know” “youd never get the chance” “yea the body is designer”

i couldn’t care less knowing that people desire me, because they and their desires, unless directly in regards to my work, are irrelevant.

if someone isnt feeding me, fucking me, financing me, or family to me, they don’t really matter. (with a rare exception for friends whom grow close enough to become my family)

i get recognized sometimes in public for my work, but very very rarely have been approached by people, mostly because i’m only ever out with my Owner or my Bodyguard. the presence of either has certain effects. but the very rare times we get separated in the wild, i do end up being either followed for a time or approached outright

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Panties of the day?

i got a fucking great hypno song that ive been listening to on repeat for hours.... so...

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What hypno are you listening to?

its a song that was written at my request and my challenge. its industrial gothic, super fuck-rock, and focused on the gift of Dominance/submission through mind control.

titled: my puppet

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What does the hypno song do to you?

ooooooo it does so much fun..... apparently yesterday i was made to each a whole real peach, so that whole day is just missing, but i was.... talkative....

and today, suddenly a second song has appeared... weird how that happpens....

fuzzy. vul;nerable. needy. weak. fuck. tingly. mmmmgods fuck

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Think about the hypno song. How much it worms its way into your mind. The way it turns your brain inside out and corrupts you.

mmmm yea. it just hits so many buttons..... im thinking about posting them...

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The song is in control and you’re not anymore. Let them drive you and control you. You just need to relax and sleep and obey.

not that im ever the one in controll but youre totally right

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panties of the day?

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Panties of the day?

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Panties of the day

yesterday, but we FINALLY got to get out and do a shoot in this gorgeous weather!!! only a quick one because He had to get back to work, but gods its so nice having energy again! i got to do a few hours of chores, i got to actually make Him a couple meals and take care of things that have been bugging me around the place. fuck ive needed this so bad

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Would you be able to talk a little bit more about Sensuality/Sexual proclivities, when it comes to the content you make/post? I've seen you write that you're not interested in masturbation, using dildos does nothing for you (but you do it for content purposes), but I'm never sure what parts of these online activities you enjoy. Do you enjoy having a lot of people looking at you (daily panty checks, etc.), even though you are not remotely interested in anyone outside your partner? Do you enjoy the teasing posts you put out there, or do you feel some form of non sexual gratification from engaging with bits online? There are probably more eloquent ways of asking these, and I'm not sure I'm doing a good job of articulating the core of my questions! But I very much enjoy your content, and find your worldview on these bits quite unique.

of course, yea.

im an exhibitionist, and knowing that people want to see me so badly that theyre willing to pay for the privilege, is a bit of an ego boost but mostly just hits the people pleaser parts of my brain. on top of that, being kind of held accountable i find very helpful.

the posts i do teasing my mutuals, i do as friends, about the same as i tend to do with my brothers and my sisters. i view it as bonding. the heat rants and squeak noises i do are mostly self-teasing because im a sadist and a masochist.

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You’re incredible.

ive been trying to get better about stuff like this, but it still feels so weird and no response that i can actually say is right, either i lie and just go 'thank you' which is wrong to me because of my own autism (im not thankful for being told something thats my entire job, 'youre so amazing/hot/insert positive thing here', constantly, and almost only by people who dont matter to me ie total strangers) which just feels empty/pointless/stupid anyway, or i give one of my normal (read: honest) answers of 'yea i know' (because again, every day, a lot of people saying similar things) or, extremely rare case, (when theyve given statement 'your ..... is so .....' about my physical) 'it was: a hand-me-down/birthday gift from my mom/expensive' (because inevitably its either my hair/freckles/eyes which were from mom, or its my body which was built by trauma/surgery) which i get told is wrong because 'society' dictates that as rude or flippant. the only times i can recall that ive gotten into actual arguments with Pond, were about that, where ill give Him my honest response regarding something and He views my answer as flippant or dismissive when im just being honest. my foster folks thought i was autistic as a kid, and never got me tested for anything, and when i start researching and exploring psychology i figured so too but ive since been tested and am not only autistic but aggressively so, and have adhd as well. i was bullied a lot by foster family and by strangers throughout my childhood and some in my adulthood because im that weird bitch. i tried to mask, sometimes, when i was little. without knowing what i was doing or what to/not to do. it never worked all it ever did was waste energy i didnt have and make my entire existence worse dealing with the burnout. Hes asked me things where i havent had a specific opinion and i give my answer as a middle-of-the-road kinda thing and i dont bash either side nor do i laude either side, and Hes seen that as passive-aggressive or the kind of thing my foster mom would say (shes extremely narcissistic, and her actions/reactions through my childhood did guide a lot of my early trauma and my early pattern matching in how to communicate with people) which terrifies me to no end. i have very few real fears. one of my fears is that i could turn into her. she may have been a good wife to her husband, but once they had kids and i came along, she was not a great mom.

i get that this had run kinda ranty, but im working on trying to journal a bit and doing some personal psychological training

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edging to your perfect body! thank you for posting pics!

of course, flower. its always a pleasure to remind you of your proper place

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ive noticed a lot of bimbo kink stuff revolves around erasure, overwriting, and i do think that can be very hot... but bear with me on smth that ISN’T that bc im goin somewhere with this, okie? this is sort of about how i was thinkin on the fact this blog is only a tiny slice of me, i have a variety of hobbies and deep special interests and aggressively curated tastes, like in music for example. i have strongly held principles and philosophical positions and political stances. I have some woes and joys (though fewer of the latter than id like). i am a complex woman! SO: smth occurred to me, there’s like, a missed opportunity for an alternate take on bimbo overload. like consider the notion of it but doesn’t erase, it simply overwhelms.

imagine a really big closet that has some normal outfits and a lot regular stuff in it, but a lot of empty room still. you know, containers of books, keepsakes, hobby supplies, my usual sorts of outfits, stuff i just wanted to put away too, but there’s space. the start is 100% me, right? not all that much of the closet is actually used.

now take up a lot of that unused space with bimbo outfits and shoes and extra stockpiles of cosmetics and stuff until there’s as much bimbo in the closet as there is normal stuff, 50:50 right? but there’s still plenty of room… keep going.

shove more boxes of things, hang more outfits, more in there. more stuff! now eventually you’re going to have twice as much bimbo in the closet than the regular stuff. and sure, the regular stuff is still there. it’s still accessible! it just takes a bit more effort to get to the history books and fiction and some of the more utilitarian shoes and such because you have to go find it and dig it out and extricate it.

now, fill that closet with airhead things until there’s no more room. it’s full! what was once 100% original me is down to what, 25? 20? 15%? not gone! it's still the same amount in itself, but proportionally it's surrounded and buried in bimbo and goth and milf and bigness. outnumbered even if nothing's been thrown away! overwhelmed, even.

keep going.

i have a room too. oh, now that’s full? what's that, down to like 10%? i’m not so great at math even on my smartest day. a stranger would truly struggle to find the regular stuff even if i know where it is.

but there's like still room. i have a living room, a foyer, the whole apartment. 5%, maybe? and if you paint the walls it doesn’t get easier to sort through it all. 3%? less? now that’s all a metaphor for my head, but my body and even literally about my living spaces could be subject to that, too. you get what i’m trying to say?

i contain multitudes, yes. that’s true! but with the help of another woman, maybe all that could be just a needle in a haystack or a drop in the ocean?~ 🥺

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i mean... realistically? That's excatly how it goes.

1.5 years ago, when I really started getting into bimbofication (again, my second attempt really), a lot of things started slowly changing in and around me.

All the nonprovocative clothes were pushed to the back of the closet, only taken out if I was dying my hair or having a particularly lazy "laying in my bed and gooning/watching movies" day. Pushup bras and thongs started piling up in my underwear drawer, while dildos, vibrators and collars started randomly showing up on various shelves. Also 4/5ths of my camera roll is either nudes or pics of hot outfits.

Next to all of that, of course, were still my usual things. It's just in order to turn on that PC, I had to move the collar that was laying on my desk. When going to bed, a vibrator was always within my reach. Even now as I type this, there's a pile of jewelry, with chokers, necklaces meant to be hidden in cleavage and hoop earrings to the left of my monitor and two makeup pallettes and a mascara under it. And that camera roll still has the occasional screenshot, funny meme or a picture of the sky. It's just buried deep between nudes sessions.

Have I fully been replaced by a bimbo version of me? I mean, no, I don't think it's ultimately possible to just erase yourself like that. At least not without going through some heavy dissociative stuff. Sometimes the bimbo side gets stronger, sometimes it fades, depending on my libido or if I'm currently hyperfixating on something else. But at this point, "I'm a bimbo" is an unremovable part of me, just like I'd say "I'm a punk" or "I'm a leftist" or "I'm a history nerd". If I wanted to, or something happened, I could probably make it go away, but why would I want that?

In 1.5 months, I will have two huge tits bolted on to my chest, and that will be the biggest testament to the fact that I'm a bimbo now. Just like a punk may tattoo the logo of their favorite band (and if I don't chicken out again I will be getting that Rise Against tattoo), a bimbo gets silicone stuffed inside her tits. And now it will not only be a part of the surrounding space, but of me.

The only question is - how far can it go?