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Not today Justin
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if i look back, i am lost
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@retro-13
I always forget there are maga people on tumblr, this doesn’t feel like a website you’d find them on, so to keep them away:
Reblog if your blog is a maga free zone because if it wasn’t clear enough fuck ice, fuck maga, fuck Trump, Fuck Rowling, and fuck all the other bigots I missed
Thanks to @doggers05 for sending me this devious installation
This is very similar to what I have had concepts for for a number of years. Minus the full plastercast, as my setup was designed more to be seen, and let the skin breathe. Instead i used a metal skeleton attatched to fuffs at various points so that it folowed the body. Add some blackout lenses and noise cancelling earplugs, and a few motors for rudimentary forced movements occasionally.
"Unable to use first person pronouns" is one of the hotter speech restrictions. The expression of self is such a key part of the performance of identity. Though it's elevated quite a bit further by mandating a replacement, especially a demeaning one. Ideally you want something that signifies a power dynamic (eg 'your toy', 'this humble servant') or is especially ego dystonic (can't really provide examples without the context of an individual. take one of their deep personal beliefs and invert it). The goal is to force the subject to perform an identity unlike its own, and in doing so be adorably uncomfortable in its new position. Though, some subjects will simply avoid any usage of the first person at all and thus not be tripped up by any restrictions along those lines. Or, as this little alice does, it might simply enjoy the game of it.
hey! I’m looking to get into hypnosis(specifically as the tist), but i don’t know where to find good resources on how to hypnotize someone
Do you have any recommendations of good places to learn that from, or resources that could help? I want to be well informed before I actually try for the first time
I'm mainly self-taught, but I highly suggest these, depending on what you're trying to do.
In order, they are: The Brainwashing Book (shoutout @h-sleepingirl ), Hypnotic Realities by Milton Erickson, Hypnotic Amnesia by LeeAllure and D.J. Pynchon, and Mind Play: A Guide to Erotic Hypnosis by Mark Wiseman.
Sleepingirl, who has a few books out now (congrats, you're lovely!), writes in a way that makes them easily accessible for new people; I'd recommend starting there. The others are just my suggestions for having a decent knowledge base.
Thanks for the ask!
Yes, that is the top of a portrait of my cat at the bottom of the image.
Thank you so much for putting me on this nice shelf :)
I want to also mention that I have a guide online that teaches what I think are the foundations of hypnokink, especially for people new to hypnotizing others (but with a lot for experienced people too!).
A free, in-depth resource on how to do erotic hypnosis, by experienced educators in the hypnokink community.
Something to look into before really attempting myself.
Which sign do you choose for your property?
Subs, which one do you dream of?
picture credit: ??? (If you know let me know)
edit: that desctruction is terrible imo, pls don’t think that I support that. It’s not my idea lol
#fantasy #adultsonly #consentiskey #cnc #18/21+
i want like almost all of these its not faiir :(
Tell Sir your deep dark secrets sluts
As Owner,
(MamD) = Myself and my Designees.
(PDQC) = any person/s meeting designated qualities or criteria.
SLAVE: for certain, applied to MamD
MINDMELT: so long as I could direct the memories to be lost. Orgasms would be rare, probably.
MESSAGING: could be fun assuming i could switch it on or off.
MANTRACTION:, except applying to MamD, or PDQC. instead of distance, it is focus. She must focus on us, effect is doubled for anyone MamD also focusing on her. Rename to MASTERTRACTION
LIBIDO: on or off by my command, and specified for MamD and PDQC.
WOMBGASM: but for any used hole. Can still only orgasm by unrequested permission. MamD command can override.
PHEROMONE: for any nominally attracted to females.
INFERIORITY: for MamD. I would enjoy this to have a contagious lesser effect, with myself as the greater than subject.
VIOLOVE: for MamD and PDQC
VIBRANCY: except the the changes are to the preferences of the subject of her focus or of the focus by MamD. Could be called HARMONANCY.
SUFFER: Only if both halves triggerable.
GLOW: for some marks including ownership mark. GLOWS brighter when active.
FORLORN: as stated. Greater effect for MamD.
REPROGRAM: for MamD only, and repeated triggers of the same kind will over time have lasting effects.
CONDITIONING: A slower, lingering and semi perament version of other triggers like reprogram..
TRIGGERED: except with reverse triggers as well (4 total).
LIBERATED: Temporaribly suppressable by command from MamD
GAZE: applicable to anyone. And slaves focus can determine the cause.
SOULCHAINED: applicable to anyone. Double effect for PDQC, triple for MamD. Efect dismissable by MamD
SWAY: for anyone. Effect contagious to females with MamD as effect proxy.
SIPHONING: Regular effect for MamD. Reverse effect for anyone else.
CUMDICTION: AS STATED FOR MamD, including females.
ANIMALISTIC: as stated except can ONLY make the sounds the partner wants.
LESSER: applicable to MamD
BREEDGASM. applicable to MamD and PDQC, and submissivenes persists toward donor to an egg as long as they possess it. Effects stack., crushing the egg releaaes the effect after 1 day.
LACTATION: as stated..
COMMAND: applies to MamD.
Please fuck my boyfriend... pretty pleaseee!
My bladder quivers just watching him pour more water in my reservoir. I know soon the water will flow down my cock gag firmly affixed to my face and feel the chill all the way down my core. I look up at him with panicked eyes, knowing I have no where to relieve my aching bladder, working my muscles over time when he opens the valve and drains the entire container down my throat. I know I only have a few minutes until I start to feel the first two containers.
He simply turns his back to me and preps something out of view. The discomfort becomes unbearable, I think it’s only been thirty minutes but I feel like I’m going to burst.
I can’t hold it anymore as my cries become louder and desperate. Unable to release myself for fear of punishment; who knows what he’d do if I soiled his equipment… and I wasn’t about to find out…
He finally turns “good girl holding it. Now I have a choice. Well. The illusion of choice.” And he holds up two objects “in one hand, I have a diaper. You can relieve yourself in it but you wont be getting a clean one for quite sometime” knowing how much I hate diapers… “Or I could catheter you, clean and discreet but very intrusive.” Holding up a foley, he smirks “Blink once for diaper and twice for catheter. Choose wisely” as he chuckles to himself.
Barely thinking from the pain my bladder is screaming and blink twice rapidly from panicking.
Mockingly “Sorry baby, was that one? I couldn’t tell it was so fast!”
Shaking my head as best as I can.
“Oh it’s okay baby, your bladder will be nice and empty soon” dropping to his knees, he strapped the bag I would empty into to my thigh, fully on display for anyone to see. I can’t see what he’s doing but I can feel him unzip my catsuit. All of a sudden, relief washes over me and my body relaxes, yellow liquid immediately draining down my catheter line and emptying into my bag, almost filling it completely.
Sighing in reprieve and attempting to catch my breath, his eyes darken and smirks wickedly, “Good, now I control your bladder too”.
I love this idea, just as much as I love controlling with catheters.
My bladder quivers just watching him pour more water in my reservoir. I know soon the water will flow down my cock gag firmly affixed to my face and feel the chill all the way down my core. I look up at him with panicked eyes, knowing I have no where to relieve my aching bladder, working my muscles over time when he opens the valve and drains the entire container down my throat. I know I only have a few minutes until I start to feel the first two containers.
He simply turns his back to me and preps something out of view. The discomfort becomes unbearable, I think it’s only been thirty minutes but I feel like I’m going to burst.
I can’t hold it anymore as my cries become louder and desperate. Unable to release myself for fear of punishment; who knows what he’d do if I soiled his equipment… and I wasn’t about to find out…
He finally turns “good girl holding it. Now I have a choice. Well. The illusion of choice.” And he holds up two objects “in one hand, I have a diaper. You can relieve yourself in it but you wont be getting a clean one for quite sometime” knowing how much I hate diapers… “Or I could catheter you, clean and discreet but very intrusive.” Holding up a foley, he smirks “Blink once for diaper and twice for catheter. Choose wisely” as he chuckles to himself.
Barely thinking from the pain my bladder is screaming and blink twice rapidly from panicking.
Mockingly “Sorry baby, was that one? I couldn’t tell it was so fast!”
Shaking my head as best as I can.
“Oh it’s okay baby, your bladder will be nice and empty soon” dropping to his knees, he strapped the bag I would empty into to my thigh, fully on display for anyone to see. I can’t see what he’s doing but I can feel him unzip my catsuit. All of a sudden, relief washes over me and my body relaxes, yellow liquid immediately draining down my catheter line and emptying into my bag, almost filling it completely.
Sighing in reprieve and attempting to catch my breath, his eyes darken and smirks wickedly, “Good, now I control your bladder too”.
k this make me thinks of Masters gf lololol
Add a bit of Sally to this ans you have my slave @katacanvas
I have always wanted to do this to my slave. So does she. I will have to look into it
Always loved this and would love to do to my slave, @katacanvas
you guys are an awesome couple. i love your blog, and you and roxy are amazing. i hope to see more even if i can't pay for them on your thing, but i still love seeing the stuff you guys do keep being you guys, and don't let anyone talk bad bout you or roxy
First of all, thank you. We appreciate the support.
Secondly, that's the thing about the internet; people can share their uninformed opinions without having to face much consequences. So people who have probably never had a real life scenario will nitpick others, believing themselves some sort of expert.
Most people who speak in absolutes about BDSM have never lived the reality of them in the flesh, and given that they have no real idea of our day to day, other than the glimpses we have procured to share, then just come off as virgins giving sex advice when they say what we "should" or "shouldn't" do.
my use case also
The end and new chapter. My denial journey.
Today is November 13th 2024
After 552 days in denial, on November 8th, my Master decided it was time for a reset. It was amazing and awful all at once. Let me explain: I want to start by saying I really don't know what I expected it to feel like... If I'm being honest, there was a part of me that feared that I was broken, and would never be able to cum again. Maybe another part expected pure ecstasy, or maybe an overwhelming pleasure unlike any other. It was both of those and it wasn't. Such confusing and warring emotions.
So what do I mean? What happened?
Let's start at the beginning. Using his hand to edge me as he has done more times than I can count, turning my brain to mush and my body preparing for that edge, he out of the blue uttered one word, a word I hadn't heard directed at me in 552 days, "CUM". I am pretty sure my eyes betrayed my shock in that moment. My body at first didn't want to, it took determination and really pushing myself to finally go over that edge. It sucked. There was pleasure of course, but not really this enormous wave that I expected. Then still wearing his shirt, I felt him push my legs back and slide his cock inside me. I had just enough thought left to push his shirt up his body so that I wouldn't leave any mess on him. It was just in time for him to give the order again, "CUM". This time he was inside me so he could feel it. It was amazing, and earth shattering, and so very terrible.
It was in that moment that I realized 552 days of my life spent in denial... 552 days of work to ensure that I'd edged multiple times a day, but kept a self-control to allow me to never go over... 552 days of knowing I pleased him in my denial... 552 days, a number to be proud of... 552 days gone, my denial reset.
In the end, the pleasure was immense, the tears lasted a while, the emotions were overwhelming. He held me through it all. He realished in the pain, the pleasure, the emotions I felt in that moment, and at my realization of the weight of my loss. He held me through all the sobbing, and while my body still shook. He held me.
Welcome to the next step in my journey of denial, today is day 5.
Tabitha aka KataCanvas proudly serving @retro-13
My slave, @katacanvas and I, haven't been around here much lately. Busy times. I should state that Kata needed a denial reset. Today. The 12th is now day 4 post reset.
This reset was both to see if that denial was finally negatively affecting her emotionally and to see what would happen if I had her try to orgasm, how it would feel if her neediness, submission, and such would change.
Also, this reset was done so that this time she can be prepared for the fact that she may never cum again. Or, that I may have her orgasm on a whim, at any time, or no time. That this time whether it happens or not, it absolutely will not matter, to her, and to her body were it to happen.
I will eat your pussy, and not just because you want me to, but because I love it. It turns me on to eat you out. To hear your moans as I do. To feel as you get wetter as I suck your clit. I love every bit of it.
Dangerous men, the best men are like this.
My slave inky enjoys me easmting her out because and when I enjoy doing so. She doesn't get any direct pleasure from it. Only the pleasure that she gets through my pleasure of doing so.
Her birthday gift
