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@particularly-pyral
If you didn't want me on display why did you dress me in such wonderful accessories?
I follow you because I like watching you bully all the cuties on here. And to pretend you were bullying me. But mostly to watch you bully them!
i mean, i'm an equal opportunity bully. if you interact, you might get your turn! and is it really even bullying if it's what all the dumb babies want? even if they whine and complain, they dont know what's best for them. of course they want it, or they wouldnt make themselves such a target
Nice chastity cage, nerd. Did your mommy pick it out for you?
*straight yuri joke*
Curiouskatxo and @pixseabait spending a nice afternoon together
holy FUCK me and who and Who
I volunteer to film instead of the I'm 90% sure cis man btw
And you’d be 90% incorrect. Since I changed body types and leaned into the beard and flannel everyone just assumes these days. To be fair my camerawork is not that much better than when I was a blonde twink who wore make up more regularly and a lot more flowy and feminine clothing. That being said tying people together takes a lot of work and trust. Trust that I hold dear and treasure as much as I do these two wonderful people in this video. Just throwing that out there.
I’m just now realizing how quickly I would fold in the presence of pretty pleases.
For example:
Babygirl: Can we stop for ice cream?
Me: No baby, we have ice cream at home. Besides we’ve already had so many treats today.
Babygirl: PRETTY PLEAAAASE?!?!?
Me: ………………..1 scoop or 2?
Just Wait till you hear about the cherry on top. Then you're really in for it.
I ordered a 10 pack of ABDL diapers and they just got here and 10 really feels like so many more when they're in front of you than when it's a number online. Why's my tummy feel all 😵💫😵💫?
So um… how nighttime accidents are there before becoming a bed wetter…? 🥺
Asking for a friend 😖
So I found this post the other night I found this post about how to do a really thick diaper in a much more consistent manner and I sent it to @the-little-princess-marie and said soon. And it is now soon.
Here is the post for those who are interested
It ended up getting prettyyyyy thick
i really love 'embarassment' in this space of play, but i'm not that interested in 'humiliation'. it's kind of a narrow distinction but i'll elaborate on this more later
i suppose it's as simple as the two being essentially similiar in how they are recieved, but one deriving from cruelty and the other from kindness (within the imagined play-space). humiliation in ageplay often derives from drawing a contrast between what the subject is or is doing (being or acting childlike) and what they ought to be or do (be mature or act in a manner befitting an adult). for me personally, i am more compelled when my childishness is treated as overt, self-evident, and even banal, and i prefer to be treated with the sort of overbearing, inconsiderate and autonomy-destroying 'kindness' one associates with childhood.
reminders that i am supposed to be adult are unwelcome; they break down the fiction, disrupt my capacity to engage. while in the space, let us agree that i am a child, i am incapable, i do require care and monitoring and guidance and discipline. that i might find this distressing, embarassing and difficult to accept has no bearing on the situation. blithe ignorance of how uncomfortable, shy or embarassed i am- because in their eyes this is all perfectly natural and normal- is a really wonderful dynamic. but if this actually is gross, nonsensical, unfitting to my being a grown woman, then the entire fictive dynamic no longer makes sense to me, and i'm left more annoyed than humiliated.
when i think more carefully, i think i do see room for me to enjoy intentionally cruel humiliation within the space, but it has to be exist within the framework of 'dealing with a child' and must not disrupt that fiction (note that none of this need align with how the dominant thinks children should actually be treated, obviously). it makes no sense to mock a child for dressing childishly; that's normal!
this goes hand-in-hand with a preference that every action the dominant takes be plausibly 'for my own good', have some child-rearing justification, even if it is overtly abusive, inappropriate or simply unbearably embarassing. i am after all only small; how could i possibly understand what's best for me? smother my protests and carry on smiling. it's what i need.
mi piso chueco
So I found this post the other night I found this post about how to do a really thick diaper in a much more consistent manner and I sent it to @the-little-princess-marie and said soon. And it is now soon.
Here is the post for those who are interested
Why did no one warn me that chastity makes me leak like a faucet?? Incredibly rude to make me find out by ruining a pair of boxers.
Frankly, my fault for being addicted to humping my wand to the edge over and over. But I guess that you take what you can get
Why did no one warn me that chastity makes me leak like a faucet?? Incredibly rude to make me find out by ruining a pair of boxers.
There we go, let's get these fingers all nice and tucked away, no? Into your mitts. I'll tighten them. You won't be needing these. Now open up. No words now, you don't need words. And there you are, let's strap those legs in, heel to thigh, heel to thigh. No standing for you, isn't that right? That's a good pet, you know I'll take this all off just as soon as you get everything you need.
Look at you, so perfect. So helpless. Can't speak. Can't reach the counter. Couldn't dial a phone if you wanted to. That's my little one. Yes, I know you're eager, I know, I know. But sit here for me, right here. That's it. Let me feel you at my feet, against my legs. Look up. Up. Those pretty eyes. There you are. No, no blindfold today, I want to see them.
You're aching for it, aren't you? Hush, rest your head on my thigh. Such a good pet. Let it ache. I want you to want it so much that it hurts. And there's not a thing you can do about it, is there? That's it, just be here for me. Perfect, so perfect.
me: "well it looks like you lost the bet. now you have to do anything I ask for~♡" my girlfriend: "oh yeah? and what's that" Me, scrolling through the search results for a hastily typed 'thigns that are sexually embarassing, for domming': "now now. be patient little bird~♡"
have you found anything yet goddess
No I got distracted
In the mood to bully someone. Reblog if you're a pathetic loser. Bonus points if you jump in my inbox and tell me why you're a pathetic loser. Anon is on for the cowards.