verna

female, adult (20+), exclusive top. weird dog mutt thing. please feel free to leave a dm if you're a mutual, or an ask otherwise, i don't bite (unless you beg). i own a pet and am in a committed relationship.

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my name is verna, im 20+, and a weird dog thing. i am not interested in cis men, and i use exclusively she/her. i will block for the smallest of things. if you wish to send a message or make a request, my asks are open, however i do not answer them publicly. not a puppy or anything of that kind, i grew up with rottweilers and dobermanns and thats what i am. the kind of dog that'll rip your throat out before she licks it. i love being seen as a protector. in terms of below the belt things, i am exclusively a top, and am into a range of things. despite how i am, i am not masc or a butch of any kind.

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do you know what the best thing about you is, pet?

you always come crawling back. it doesn't matter how much i hurt you, it doesn't matter what i do to you, you could never leave me. it's pathetic.

it's adorable.

it's because you were made for this. not work, not school, this. you were made to be a pet, made for me to use and abuse, made to have that pretty little brain of yours turned to mush. this is all you are. and you love that, don't you?

you love it so much that even when i break you down into nothing, even when i make your life hell, you still come right back to me. because you need this, pet. you need me.

so, run along. i'll be right here when you're ready to be good again.

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i have a treat for you, puppy :)

that excites you, doesn't it? treats? of course it does. you're a good little puppy, and good puppies get soooo excited at the mere idea of a treat. and you know what, puppy? you're in luck. you don't need to do some complicated trick.

all you have to do is get on your knees and close your eyes. just like that. good puppy.

why am i undoing my zipper? don't worry about it. say ahh, puppy.

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you don't get to say no anymore, puppy.

no, you gave up that right a long time ago. you stopped being allowed, being able to say no the first time you got on your knees and looked up at me with those pretty eyes and called me miss.

you're just a pet, hm? and good pets don't say no. good pets just take what they're given and don't complain.

and you want to be a good pet, don't you, darling? of course you do. why would you ever want to be anything else? it's what you were made for. you were made to be my pet.

and what don't good pets do?

good pets don't say no.

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you belong with me, pet.

you're mine, after all. my sweet, dumb, pretty little puppy. you like being called that, don't you? just one reason why you're so perfect for me. you like being told what you are, being 'degraded', and i like telling you what you are. a sweet, dumb, obedient, breakable, pretty little pet :)

you like it when i 'hurt' you, don't you, baby? hurt in quotes because i'm only correcting you. that's just my job as your owner, you understand that, hm? sometimes you're bad, and sometimes you need to be corrected. it's not really hurting you, because you need it, hm?

and i make you feel so, so good, don't i? whenever you cum around me, or moan my name, i just know there's nowhere else a dumb pet like you could ever be.

no one else can give you what i give you. without me, what are you but a dumb, useless little thing? at least i give you a purpose, pleasure.

so you belong by my side, pet. and i'm keeping you here forever.

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you want to be a good puppy for me? then act like one :)

good puppies obey. good puppies don't think for themselves. they let their owners do all the hard things for them, like deciding what to eat, and wear and do…

good puppies don't wear clothes, do they, darling? no, just a collar, if they're lucky. you want a pretty little collar, don't you, puppy? you want to lounge around in nothing but your collar and let me touch you whenever i like.

good puppies learn tricks like heel, beg, bend over, get on your fucking knees... touch yourself, perhaps :) just an example. but if you already know that trick then obeying is just what a good puppy would do, hm?

good puppies bark and mewl and grovel instead of talking. talking is for people, pet, and you're not one of those.

good puppies know their place. good puppies know they're never going to be anything more. never want to be anything more.

you want to be a good puppy, so heel and let me make you one.

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you love being marked, don't you, darling?

yes you do :) you love it when i hold you down and sink my teeth into your neck. you love how your silly little brain just melts away like it was never there in the first place. you love how i hold your wrists and grab your thighs so hard they bruise.

it appeases that scared little part of your brain that's so desperate to be owned. for everyone to be able to look at you and see those bruises and know you're off limits.

and you are off limits, pet. you're all mine. that's why i have to mark you, hm? why i have to bite and bruise and cut you...

you love it anyway, pet.

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you're my everything, pet :)

and as sweet as that might sound, it's not a good thing for you. because you didn't even know i existed till say, an hour ago, did you? but i know about you, pet. i know everything about you.

i know your schedule, i know your address, i know the people you love...

don't look so scared, pet. i won't do anything unless you're disobedient. and you're going to obey me, hm? because i own you now. because you're nothing more than a pet to me, and a disobedient pet is useless, and i get rid of useless things.

i could ruin your life with just a few clicks. show everyone what a pathetic little mutt you are. and you don't want that, hm? i don't want that either. i want you to be good, and still, and mine.

you're my everything, pet. and what a shame that is for you.

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i hurt you for your own good, pet.

you're not naturally this obedient, after all. even if you don't remember a time when you were bad, i do. but i've fixed you, haven't i?

of course i have :) you'd never disobey me now. and maybe at first it was because you were scared to be hit, but we both know what it is now. we both know why you obey.

you need it, pet. you need me.

i've taken that little brain of yours and rewired it to love being hurt. to crave it. you don't even have a real fear response anymore, do you? when i raise my hand all you feel is excited. needy.

you need it, hm? so grovel a little more and maybe i'll hit you again.

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you've got nothing going on in that head of yours, do you, pet?

that was a rhetorical question, darling. i can see the gears turning in your head as you scramble for an answer. but really, sweetheart. there's no need to think about anything.

the answer is 'no, miss'. no, there is nothing going on in your head.

you liked that, hm? you like having someone tell you what to think. you like getting to turn off that silly, useless little brain of yours for a few moments and just be a good toy.

the answer to that one is 'yes, miss'. yes, you like being told what to think. yes, you like being a good, brainless toy.

you don't need to think anyway. you just weren't made for things like this. all your brain does now is accept praise and mewl for more. that's all you are, and that's all you're ever going to be. you know that, hm? and you love it.

you love it, don't you, pet?

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i love making my pet grind on my boot.

it's just such a lovely sight :) my sweet little thing losing any modicum of self control. grabbing at my pants and mewling into me like a mindless animal. grinding your little brain away.

i prefer you like this anyhow. on your knees, legs spread, brain melting away...

not like you had all too much 'brain' to lose anyway, hm, pet? i didn't think so.

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are you really obedient, pet?

i'm sure your brain just said yes, but i'm not quite sure. i'm not quite sure you're as good of a pet as you think you are. you want to prove it to me, don't you? you want to prove that you're a good pet.

of course you do. so you're going to do something for me.

take a deep breath, first of all. know that you're in good hands. my hands. mine. do you like the thought of that? my hands on your body? my hands touching you exactly where you want to be touched?

not yet, darling. i haven't told you to do that yet.

you can be patient, hm? you can keep your hands still for a moment while you think about what it'd be like to have my hands on you instead. tracing your jaw, around your neck, down your chest.

what it would feel like to be tugged around by a collar, to never have to make a single decision in your life ever again...

oh, you like that idea, don't you, darling? you like the idea of not thinking. of letting someone else dictate your entire life for you. well, i could give you that. all you have to do is obey me, put all your trust and faith in me.

you're so eager. it's adorable.

go on, then. be a good pet for me and touch yourself :)

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you're so dumb for trusting me, pet.

you're just naturally like that, hm? naïve. dumb. cute. you have to be, because no one smart trusts me.

because i'm a mutt, because i use and rip sweet little things like you to shreds. but you want that, don't you? you want to be hurt, to be used, to be broken. of course you do.

look at you. still pretending you have some dignity. still pretending you have a brain. you don't, pet. you gave that up the first time you let me hit you and came back for more.

oh, hush. it's not a bad thing, pet. i've said it before, and i'll say it again, you being so dumb is what makes you cute. you taking me so well is what makes you useful.

it's dumb to trust me, pet. but that's just what you are, hm?

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you make such a good pet, every bit of you is just perfect for it.

for one, you're needy like a puppy. you need attention all the time, hm? you need to be touched, you need to feel good... you're nothing without it. and of course you need treats and cuddles and everything nice :)

you're petty and cute like a cat. you'd make a very good one, hm? you could be such a pretty little kitty...

and you're as voracious as a bunny. you need to be fucked, used, bred all the time. and that's just perfect for me, pet. you deserve it, after all. you've been such a good little thing for me recently.

do you see what i mean, darling? you were practically born for this.

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you're perfect already, pet, but i can make you better :)

your voice, your body, your mind... they're already a boys. purely on the basis that they're yours, they belong to a boy, ergo they are male. i'm afraid that's simply how it is, and there's nothing you can do about it.

and you're already such a good boy, aren't you? but you can be more, if you submit yourself to me.

you'll stay still while i give you your shots, or rub gel in, or whatever you need. you'll let me do it for you.

you'll let me pick proper outfits for you, make you work out, you'll do anything i say, hm? because you're such a good boy. and even if you think you're 'girly' in any way, you aren't.

i know better than you, pet. and you're my good boy.

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no one can protect you but me, pet.

you know that, hm? you know that you can't trust anyone but me to take care of you. to protect you from things that might want to hurt you.

you don't need anyone but me anyway, sweetheart :) no one else understands you like i do. no one else could ever care for you like i do. who else would, hm? who else would put up with all your whining, your neediness?

the world is so big, and scary, and a little thing like you just needs a solid guiding hand. someone to tell you what to do and when to do it.

someone to keep you safe from even yourself. from pesky little ideas like independence or resistance. you're mine, pet. just mine. mine to use, and keep, and protect for as long as i see fit.

you understand, don't you? such a good pet :)

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i want to spoil you, sweetheart. in the way an owner spoils a pet, of course.

i'll buy you pretty collars, and clothes, and treats. you may tell yourself i'm just nice, but, at the end of the day, we both know it's because you can't do anything on your own. because you need someone to take care of you. and that's just fine, pet :)

you're not smart enough for work, not meant to be doing something as human as work in the first place. after all, sweetheart, you aren't a person, are you?

you're a good, obedient little pet. and you deserve anything you want.

and all you need to do get it is let me hurt you. let me use you. that's not so hard, is it? submission like that is your natural state.

you deserve the world, pet. and as long as you're obedient, i'll give it to you.