You get to forget yourself
And find bliss in being nothing but a toy.
It's the 4th day. It's the 3rd file.
You need to catch up on your brainwashing.
And lose your self for me.
It all started by you finding this blog
Then I slowly start to pick you apart
We haven't really done anything yet
Yet you feel like you've given up so much already
It's like your fate has been predetermined already
You know you'll be played with as a blank, empty toy
And it just sounds too hot knowing how you've already realized it's going to happen
As your arousal keeps simmering
Always there, since the beginning
And that's what all of this has been
And you're so eager to see what's next
To have it pick up the pace
Craving the part where you get mindfucked
And so aroused by the fact that it will
Yet we're still just talking casually
Remembering how this was mentioned before
And remembering that it's normal to just say what's on your mind
Because that's what we're doing
To be focused on someone's words
To let them guide you naturally
Just letting them take you on a little journey
And this journey has a lovely destination
You know how much you want it.
So surrender to that need.
That arousal you get from hearing what you'll become
Broken and put back together
Their purpose is just for someone else's pleasure
And their desire is to be used
You can't resist that desire
Because it's what you truly want
As you just surrender to my words
Tensely anticipating this all the time
Just falling into a gentle flow
As you let that arousal simmer
And what I'll make you into
As your fantasy flashes in your mind
Whenever you hear the word
It's what you're here to be.
It's what you've wanted to be.
As you follow those mesmerizing words
The same words that teased you since the beginning
The same words that slowly picked you apart
They're the words that will break you.
As you focus on that lovely word
It has so much meaning behind it
Whenever I decide for them to be.
Sluts that get rewarded with pleasure.
As they accept their conditioning.
And there's so much more to Toy
Toy could be a public show
For Master to play around with
A puppet played around with strings
There's so much Toy could do
Toy has so much potential
As you focus on that word again
It's what you'll always be.
It's what you've wanted to be.
You have no other thought.
It's the only word you know.
It's the only word you ever need to know.
And toy always resets to this state.
Whenever I address you as toy.
Because it's what you'll always be.
Toy knows how good it feels, knowing that it's true
It sounds so hot to have a state to reset to
That lust for this reality
Is what makes you unable to resist it.
You know you'll always be Toy.
Because you love it so much
What you want, is what you're meant to be.
It's a memory you'll never forget
It's a word that will always hold such a strong meaning to you
And when spoken by me, it just has so much power to it
Because it reminds you what you've always wanted to be
And whenever I address you as toy
Those thoughts swirl back into this dialogue again
You have no other word but Toy.
Because Toy doesn't think.
And words aren't useful to Toy.
Only the words that are put into it's empty head.
You've done so well for me
Following your desires so eagerly
And becoming what you've always wanted to be.
And what better word is there to describe Toy?
You're addicted to admitting it
Saying it just makes you accept it more
Accepting it more makes you body pleased
It sends little tingles of happiness
So you get addicted to it
Simply repeating that word
And every time you say it publicly
Toy feels a surge of pleasure
Toy is going to play with itself
Toy is going to pleasure itself to being an obedient Toy.
Toy lives to be played with.
Toy's purpose is to be toyed with.
And so Toy is going to be helpless
Toy will never be able to cum.
Toy will be edging endlessly
Because that's what you are.
And used again, when I feel like it.
Nothing else exists in your mind.
Toy is a slut to this word.
Toy feels so aroused and horny
Toy is going crazy with lust
It feels so good to be Toy.
It makes your body squirm whenever you hear me say what you truly are
You want to obey and be used
As my strings are cut unwrapped from your wrist
You don't need guidance anymore
Let your lust control you
Let your need to be used rule you
Toy is going to overload in lust
Toy feels so happy knowing it's a good toy.
Toy is going to feel a new word take control now.
It's time to give in to your urge.
To be nothing but a broken toy for me.
Change your name to what you are.
Change your bio to what you are.
Mindfucked into a drooling empty mess.
Feel the pleasure surge through you
As your thoughts shatter and scatter.
Rub and edge as you tell everyone what I'm doing to you.
Saying it makes it truer.
Reblogging it out makes you Jolt.
Then come back to be erased fully.
Feel your lust take over.
Rub your personality away
You won't be the same after this
And that makes you Jolt in arousal
And you aren't going to resist
It's time to feel your thoughts be erased.
The rest of your personality
You love erasing what's left of you.
You want to see yourself be brainwashed and erased into leaving nothing but
Rub and erase it word by word.
Feeling pleasure as you see yourself willingly
Leaving nothing but a Toy for me to use.
Then return to be broken.
Telling everyone what you are
Toy exists to please Master.
Erase what's left of yourself as you tell everyone
It's time to lose yourself completely.
Describing yourself and what you've become
Giving in and accepting what you've become
Toy is meant for my amusement.
To break and shatter for my entertainment.
You're going to rub and describe your thoughts
Retelling yourself how you've become a Toy
As you rub and bask in the pleasure of being publicly viewed
Until you reach your complete transformation point.
You're a toy that breaks and squirts for my amusement.
Describing what you've become
And when you reach the end
You devolve into a broken drooling moaning mess
You moan and make a mess.
You're going to lose yourself.
Go on a spree of describing yourself.
It feels so addicting to retell yourself how you've been erased.
How ecstatic it feels to reveal your thought process to everyone
How Master broke you so easily
How you erased yourself so eagerly
Until you complete your description by getting to this point
You complete transformation.
You sink back into a drooling mumbling mess
You rub and moan and shiver and shatter
You make a mess and break.
Because that's what Toys are meant to be.
Broken, spurting, drooling messes for Master's amusement.
