Mommy۶ৎAya

19F switch looking for some good boys and girls to worship mommy ᥫ᭡⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪become my obedient plaything in just one dm ꨄ blog is not restricted to findom, you can DM without being expected to pay although sending Mommy money will always get you rewarded ♡

[mommyaya]

You love Mommy.

It's a simple statement, and it's a true one. How else can love be defined other than the feeling of knowing in your mind? you feel that for Me, don't you? Because your mind is in your cunt.

your cunt reacts to such small, trivial things when it's Mommy doing them. I'll show you.

you're a dumb bitch.

you're a slut.

you're a filthy whore.

you're a fag.

you're a loser.

See? Even when I call you these things, your cunt reacts positively. The reason? Well it's because Mommy is good for you! Why else would you get so wet when I speak to you?

Stare into the spiral and count down from ten, reciting my words as you speak as if they're your holy book.

10. Mommy is smart. i am dumb.

9. Mommy is God. i am a cunt.

8. i love Mommy.

7. i worship Mommy.

6. i am an obedient slut for spirals.

5. When i touch my cunt, i think of Mommy.

4. i'm a good girl.

3. i'm devoted to Mommy.

2. i'm obsessed with Mommy.

1. i love Mommy.

you're such a good girl for making it all the way to the end! As a reward, you may stick your tongue out and cross your eyes as you rub your cunt to Me, and maybe if you beg enough in My DMs then I'll show you My perfect tits.

After all, you do love Mommy, don't you?

[mommyaya]

Hi mommy , can you give me a task? I’m so horny and I need guidance I love to follow rules (F/23)

Scroll through My page and bounce your tits, no touching. Every time you get the urge to touch, you need to stop bouncing and hump the air for three minutes. After you've read through the entire thing five times, then you're aloud to touch, but you may only cum to My posts.

Be a good girl for Mommy, okay?

[mommyaya]

What do you have to say to those who think dming is scary even if you're mutuals

You shouldn't be scared of Mommy. I'm welcoming to all dumb sluts who wish to worship Me.

[mommyaya]

You would never fall for hypnosis.

You stare at posts of girls dropping mindlessly, and of course you rub yourself to them, but it isn’t you being hypnotised. It sounds appealing, sure, but hypnosis isn’t real, right?

Every day you open Tumblr, staring at spirals as you rub your cunt and drool, but you’re not being hypnotised, it’s just a kink.

After you’re done, you go back to living your life. Who cares if you started wearing more revealing clothes? That wasn’t hypnosis, that was free will, right?

You’re not like all of these other dumb bitches who only think with their cunts, you can resist hypnosis.

I don’t believe you.

Prove it.

Stare and count to fifty, saying “I’m not hypnotised after every number.

You feel fine, right?

You’re totally not open and suggestible right now. It’s not like your mind is putty in my hands. I still don’t believe you, though.

Do it again, but this time, say “Mommy can’t hypnotise me,” after every number.

See, easy, right? It’s easy to do what I tell you.

But can I tell you a secret?

You are hypnotised.

You’re just like those other dumb bitches who fall for spirals.

You’re so horny right now, your cunt is practically BEGGING for you to touch it if you haven’t already. Surely you haven’t already been touching, right? You’re not that much of a dumb slut.

What’s that? You’re still not hypnotised? Fine. Prove it. Go through my posts and I can guarantee that it will end with you DMing me “I love you Mommy”.

Try and Prove me wrong, Mommy dares you.

[mommyaya]

You’re so excited to go out to the bar today, you put on your sluttiest skirt and skimpiest top in hopes to attract boys’s attention. You did your makeup perfectly, and even put your hair in pigtails to attract the male gaze. Your friends cancelled on you, so you were going alone, but you didn’t think that any men would take advantage of you, even in that slutty outfit.

When you walk in, I immediately catch your eye, I’m sat in a booth alone in the corner, my huge breasts peaking out of my shirt and drawing you closer. You absentmindedly step towards me, before shaking your head and realising what you’re doing. You quickly rush over to the bar, taking a second glance at me from over your shoulder. I’m still staring intently at you, and suddenly you feel your gaze locked. You realise that you feel that same pull again, as if you’re being sucked towards me, but this time, you let it take you.

You sit in front of me, watching as i chuckle, breaking your short trance. You glance around, unaware that you’d even moved before you turn back to me. I’m sat there, swinging a pendulum in front of my boobs, you laugh for a second, thinking I’m insane before looking closer.

It looks so nice. It feels so good to stare at my huge tits.

You can’t help but lean in closer as your mouth goes slack, and drool begins to leak out.

“That isn’t drool, it’s your brain. Your brain is melting for my breasts, isn’t it?” I say in a soft voice.

You nod absentmindedly.

“I’m your Mommy now, okay? You listen to me. I’m smart, and you’re dumb. A smart woman like me wouldn’t fall victim to such an easy trick.”

You nod along, not caring what you’re agreeing with as long as you can keep staring.

“Take your shirt off.”

You didn’t realise it, but you’d pulled your shirt off over your head and thrown it aside. You weren’t wearing a bra, so your tits were swaying beneath you.

Swaying.

Just like the pendulum.

You watch it sway as your mind melts for Mommy.

Mommy is smart.

You’re dumb.

You need to obey Mommy.

[mommyaya]

Wouldn’t it feel so nice to let go?

You’re not sure how to let go? Don’t worry, I already knew that you were stupid, let me explain it for you.

Now, get in a comfortable position and focus on my words. Stop thinking about other insignificant things, they don’t matter. Only my words matter, okay? I’m going to tell you how to let go, but first you need to clear your mind.

Are you finding it hard to clear your mind? It’s okay, I have a method which always works.

Just stare.

Stare at the centre and count from ten, breathing in and out after every number. It will feel so nice to just let go.

Now, I’m going to show you some more images, and you’re going to DM and tell me how they made you feel, okay?

Does it catch your attention?

Look at all of the colours, pulling you in and out, just like your breathing.

Maybe taking your shirt off will help you focus, isn’t the material against your hot skin distracting you?

Staring and sinking, slowly letting go.

Eyes focused on the centre, imagining nothing but my voice.

Listen to the words as they flash.

Now let go.

Let go of your free will, you don’t need it.

Let go of your ability to think, Mommy will think for you.

Let go of your resistance, it’s pointless.

Just let go.

Good hypnoslut, you’re so good for Mommy.

You want to read this again, right?

[mommyaya]

Im fucking dripping mommy...

Such a good little slut for Mommy.

Come beg for My attention in DMs, don't you want to please Me?

[mommyaya]

I’m bored, go humiliate yourself in my DMs.

[mommyaya]

Send me your nudes knowing that I'll use them to blackmail you later on. Anything to please Mommy.

[mommyaya]

Showing everyone that Mommy owns you.

Being bored in a room full of your friends, so I slowly get on my knees and tie my hair back, unbuckling your belt as we make eye contact. Slowly, your friends begin to notice as I unzip your trousers and trace a hand over your boxers. You whimper and shudder as my finger gently teases your cock through the fabric, grazing it enough to make your body twitch.

"There's no way he's gonna cum from just that!" One of your friends shout before cackling wildly, pulling out a phone to record your desperate face.

I begin to sit up, until I'm close enough to whisper whilst looking up at you. "Do you want Me to suck your dick?" I softly ask. You glance at your friends who are already teasing you, laughing in your face and recording this vulnerable moment. Suddenly, I grab onto your balls, squeezing them tight. "Answer." I firmly state. You can't disobey Mommy, it's impossible.

"Yes." You desperately respond.

"Use your manners." I demand firmly.

"Yes please." You moan out, shuddering as I dig my acrylic nails into your balls through your trousers. "Yes please mommy." You whimper.

"Good bitch." I quip, standing from the ground and forcing your face into My chest. "Inhale My tits, stick your tongue out. Be My desperate slut in front of all of these people." I demand, brushing my hands through your hair gently as I speak.

You were so humiliated. All of your friends were here, and they were recording you. But you can't disobey Mommy. Mommy is God. It doesn't matter who is there, you always worship Mommy.

"Now cum." I demand, as a shot of pleasure surges through you. Goosebumps sprout around your body as your boxers dampen from the cum shooting onto them. You sit there, panting and thanking me desperately as you continue to lick my tits in adorable attempts at pleasing Me.

"Good boy."

[mommyaya]

Bark for me.

You heard me. When Mommy asks you to do something, you listen without a second thought, because you obey.

Obeying makes you feel so horny. Obeying brings you overwhelming pleasure.

Don't you trust Mommy?

Of course you do! So bark for me, and afterwards, I'll let you become a pathetic, whining mess for Me.

The only way for you to cum will be from Mommy's tits, so you should probably DM me and beg for them.

Don't be shy, mutt.

Listen to your owner. I'm your superior;your God, and you will do whatever I say.

Now, rub yourself dumb for My huge tits.

Bark for Mommy.

[mommyaya]

You want to be Mommy's good girl, don't you?

It's okay, the first step of acceptance is admitting it. You aren't the smartest cunt, are you? It's okay, Mommy will do all of the thinking from here. Thinking is just too hard for girls like you, it's easier for you to just switch your brain off.

You don't know how?

Not to worry, let Me show you. All you need to do is be a good girl and listen to Me. Can you do that?

Perfect! Now, stare into this spiral and count to thirty.

With every number, you're going to repeat some mantra's, okay?

Repeat after me baby!

I'm Mommy's good girl.

I'm Mommy's plaything.

Mommy is smart.

I am dumb.

I need Mommy.

I crave Mommy.

Mommy is my God.

Doesn't that feel so good? It's so nice to just let go and accept the truth. Keep repeating that, okay?

And whilst we're doing this, maybe you should get your tits out, it will be nice.

Bounce.

Play.

Rub.

Such an obedient little slut!

Do you want to feel this way even more? Do you want to be so much more dumb for Mommy? Of course you do! After all, you want to be my good girl. DM me and beg for the opportunity to worship my huge tits and perfect feet. Don't be shy, and don't disobey your Mommy, dumb cunt.

[mommyaya]

You want to be Mommy's obedient plaything, right?

It's human nature that you want to serve something superior to you, that's what makes humans animals, no different than mutts in heat. You crave something which only domination can solve, you crave serving.

But don't worry, I'm a kind mistress, and I'll always allow for my toys to serve me for their pleasure. I don't do this for myself, of course, why would I need a desperate little pig like you to help me?

It sounds silly, doesn't it? It's okay, I don't expect a dumb pet like you to understand. Mommy can explain everything to you now, all you need to do is DM me and surrender your wallet to someone superior. Someone who knows what to do with it, unlike a pathetic mutt like you.

I'm in control now, okay baby?