Rhia's kinky Blog

37/cis female/bi/poly MDNI no minors!

[prettyemptyspace]

need some deeply unethical hypnosis

like I don't even know you exist but you've already hacked all my devices to slowly but surely erode me as a person and leave just a toy behind

being grabbed off the street and getting physically conditioned to enjoy being raped by my captors like Pavlovs dogs and while I'm not used being constantly bombarded with subliminals

a friend who covertly hypnotized me and kept building on it for so long that they're now fully in control of my memories (and motor functions) so they can enjoy breaking me down and then resetting me as many times as they like because there is no fun in using me if I don't resist and cry every time

[hypnoticslave-trance]

Please corrupt my brain, ingest me with drugs and force me to stare. Force Inductions and triggers while I’m unable to move or think.

Force me to get addicted to your voice, your words and spirals.

I’m soooo needy for it

[kinkyrhia]

One of these days I'll add a second part to my facility story...

[forsakenthots]

I need play-fighting that starts out cute and innocent then gets progressively rougher until I have you pinned beneath me, squirming, panting, and visibly nervous. I’m just joking around at first but realizing how easy you are to overpower awakens something dark in me. “This isn’t funny anymore. Let me go.” you whine and struggle. You’re too weak to stop me when I pin your hands above your head with one hand. You’re so cute and I’ve always wanted you, so I take my time exploring your body with my free hand. The touch feels nice, but you try to hold back your soft sighs and moans because you don’t want to give me the satisfaction. You can’t hide how wet you are when I finally slip my hand into your pants and rub your clit. You can’t hold back your moans anymore either. I tell you how pathetic you are for loving this and you’re helpless to stop me. That doesn’t keep you from begging me to stop anyway though. You’re only turning me on more. When you orgasm a rush of shame burns through you, but you’re glad it’s over at least. You quickly realize I haven’t stopped and I don’t plan to. You complain that it’s too much, you can’t handle more. When I tell you “Shut the fuck up and take it, slut.” you let out a loud whimper. You hate that you’re enjoying being degraded and used. The second time you cum it’s violently ripped from your body. You’re shaking and drooling and so overwhelmed you feel like you’re going to pass out. You didn’t even notice that I released your wrists a while ago and you obediently kept them above your head while I fucked you. You just needed someone bigger and stronger to put you in your place.

[kinkyrhia]

Yes please.

[bluedresskitty]

I want to be someone's fucktoy. Their sadistic outlet. A place where they can flex their control, harness their manipulative desires, and turn me into something obedient, compliant, and hopelessly addicted to them. My mind and body will be theirs to fuck, and I will suffer willingly for their pleasure.

Fuck me. Corrupt me. Manipulate me.

Break my mind.

[fvckm3at]

It’s so weird how growing up I was told to never talk to strangers on the internet, now I’m begging them to abuse and rape me <3

[kinkyrhia]

Same.

[kinkyrhia]

He doesn't want me happy.

I used to play kinky, fun erotic games both online and in person. It started with a little bondage in the bedroom, then visiting a local dungeon and doing some pain play, a little power exchange play... but it never felt enough. It never felt right... so I kept looking.

I met a couple of people who came close. They used mind games and fear play. However in the end it always ended up the same. They did things within my limits and always asked what I wanted and tried to give me the experience I was looking for. The power exchange i felt was temporary and fake. Don't get me wrong, it felt really good and gave me what I needed... but I should have stopped there. I shouldn't have pushed to look for more, because I've found more than I ever wanted.

I finally found the real thing. I now know what it means to be controlled completely for real. No matter what I do or how much I resist, I can't escape. He's in my mind. I don't even know how he does it. I don't remember how we met. He made me forget his name. He doesn't want me telling anyone else about him or they might help me escape. Those that came before him... they wanted me to obey, but ultimately they wanted me pleased. They wanted my pleasure. They wanted to make me happy.

He doesn't want me happy.

He wants my tears. He wants my terror. He wants my pain, confusion, despair, and helplessness. He wants me to hold on to a glimmer of hope only so he can take it away over and over again. With the snap of his fingers or a soft word he can bring me to the most excruciating pain while he takes his own pleasure from me.

I am no happy dumb bimbo hypno slut. I am fully aware of what he does to me and how much it hurts. I'm aware of how he degrades me and forces me to do things I would never normally do. I wish he would make me dumb and unknowing... it wouldn't make me feel as hopeless and humiliated if he did.

... but that's the point... he doesn't want me happy.

[kinkyrhia]

Invite your friends over. Bind my hands behind my back and pull my tits out of my shirt. Spend the evening playing board games, watching TV, eating, and playing with my tits. Stimulate my nipples. Suck on them. Make them super sensitive. Don't touch my anywhere else... but see how crazy you can drive me just by stimulating my nipples.

[kinkyrhia]

The Facility (Day 1)

I wake up in a room. I don't remember what happened or how I got here. The last memory I have is sitting at the bar flirting with a man who had a peculiar accent that I couldn't place. Something about the low tone of his voice pulled me in, made it hard to think, and then everything went blank. Now I'm alone in a strange bed in a strange room with only a single light from the ceiling. There's nothing else in the room. There's just the bed and the door.

I go to get out of bed, and as the cool air hits my skin, I realize I am naked. I pull the blanket off the bed and wrap it around my body before checking the door. As I suspected, it was locked. No windows, no other exits, I'm trapped.

After a very brief investigation of the room that yields no new information, I sit back on the bed and try hard to remember what happened and how I got here. I don't know how much time passes... minutes... hours... before I hear a key on the door lock. A moment later two men and a woman come in. They say nothing to me as one of the men drags me off the bed and takes the blanket from me, leaving me naked on front of them. The second man and woman begin placing leather cuffs around my wrists, ankles, and thighs. They then strap me down face up in the bed. I scream and protest, but they don't care. One of the men seems to find my struggles particularly entertaining.

Once I am finally restrained, the woman places something on my head. It's a headset that covers my eyes and ears. A moment later a display lights up and a strange spiral starts to spin before my eyes. I hear moaning and whispers and a soft feminine voice starts speaking... Obedience is pleasure... Pleasure is obedience... Obedience is pleasure... Pleasure is Obedience... over and over again. I feel something pressed between my legs and a low vibration begins to stimulate my clit. I feel my body becoming aroused and I have no ability to stop it. I am left there for hours... the moaning, the chanting, and the pleasure drowning out any other sounds or sensations.

Where am I?

[kinkyrhia]

Mmm... I act as if I have no interest in sex with you. I refuse to admit to anyone all the needy, horny thoughts and fantasies that go through my mind. I am too good for that. I'm a composed, strong willed, independent woman.

We get to talking and find we have some similar interests. You keep talking... and talking... my mind starts to wander. I have a harder time concentrating. I can't focus and my mind is buzzing, foggy. Why can't I think.

"I'm sorry, I'm having trouble following the conversation... I must be tired..." I apologize.

"Maybe you should just relax. You don't need to think so hard with me..." you have a good point. It actually sounds nice, to just relax and not have to think as much. My eyes actually feel heavy... am I blinking? Does it matter? I stare into the distance as you continue to whisper... your voice the only thing that seems to exist.

I'm vaguely aware of you as you move closer. Your hands reach into my top and pull my breasts out of my bra and shirt, leaving them on full display. Your fingers bring my nipples erect and you tell me how good it feels when you touch me... and you're right... it does feel really good. How could I ever think otherwise?

You smile at me, amused at the dumb look on my face as I sit... now thoughtless and eager to obey... without a care in the world.

[kinkyrhia]

We just met at a friend's party and you seem really nice. Your voice is really soft. I sip my alcohol as you continue telling me about yourself, but I blink, noticing something out of the corner of my eye. The watch on your wrist is catching the light just right that I see it flicker in my sight over and over again. At first it's kind of annoying and I'm trying to be polite and not notice. It becomes more rhythmic. I miss something that you said... I'm having trouble paying attention. I'm feeling light headed and it's hard to think. I don't remember having much to drink. I think you're really sexy... I fantasize about being used by you... soon I'm not thinking about anything else and don't realize as I slide a hand in my pants and rub between my thighs... I'm not sure why, but it just seemed like a good idea... it feels good... I'm no longer able to think. Will you do my thinking for me?

[cherrybratsworld]

I'm absolutely obsessed with the idea of being intoxicated and vulnerable in public.

Maybe going to someone's house party, someone i don't know very well like a classmate and finding out i'm the only girl there.

They all treat me nicely and offer me refreshments and brownies, me saying yes to all of it like the dumb girl I am. I eat and drink without realizing they're all watching me in silence, waiting. Time passes and I can't feel my limbs, I can't even speak correctly while they put me in someone's lap "you'll be more comfortable like this" I feel hands under my top and under my skirt, I hear laughter and see flashes of light while they point their phones at my barely responsive body. Hands take away my underwear and I know I will never see it again. They touch me without removing my skirt and laugh about "easy access", they brag about how wet I am and how I must want it if the only sounds I make are moans.

I want to be pass around, left on the couch to be used when they want, lying there unresponsive while they smoke and play video games, just a doll for the night.

[kinkyrhia]

Love this...

[dummy-daisy]

forced anything.

force me to drink water then hold my pee.

force me to edge in public.

force me to hold eye contact while i suck you off.

force me to pee myself.

force me to keep my legs open during a cunt whipping.

force me to ruin my orgasms.

force me to wear bigger and bigger plugs.

force me to lock up my cunt in a chastity belt when not in use.

force me to watch porn without touching myself.

force me to expose my tits to strangers on your command.

force me to take your cock in my mouth in public.

force me to stop wearing panties.

force me to wear your cum on my face outside.

force me to hump your leg.

force me to drool on my tits as i edge.

i am weak and horny and needy. i need your firm hand and hard cock to show me my place. you're so much stronger than me. hurt me until i learn to be obedient. form me into the perfect little sub for you.

[kinkyrhia]

I definitely resonate with this.

[sluttywhor3]

i love the idea of someone eating my pussy or playing with my clit whenever and wherever they want bc they cant get enough of the pretty noises i make for them

[kinkyrhia]

Same...