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Seraphim he/it/il/iel/er/es born 1999 Серафим он/оно セラ(フィム) Language learning and love & kink blogging Languages: German native speaker, actively studying French (B1-B2) and Russian (A2-B1), interested in language acquisition and speech/planning/language disorders as well as AAC and language therapy, working on my English accent (less British), casually interested in Japanese and Spanish

[griefcult]

I was thinking we could play inflicting bruises on each other

[schwuchtelei]

I need to tie him up and hit him, again and again in the same spots, right up until he almost needs to tap out. Give it a little rest, let my fingers glide and ghost over his skin, feeling the heat of the swelling bruises. Feeling him twitch and tremble, flinch away from my touch even when it's soo soft. Taking his chin to make him look at me. Asking him if he can take ten more as tears are running down his face and he shakes his head. Telling him to use his voice and taking pleasure in his broken little sobbed "no".

Kissing him while pressing hard into one of the bruises so he whimpers into my mouth, then repeating the question. When he responds "no" again wiping away his tears, and reassuring him that I won't do anything he doesn't want, but he may want to really think about the correct answer before I ask again. Massaging his body making sure to take my time where he reacts the most, pushing my knuckles in hard.

Then asking him if he can take twenty more hits and enjoying him whimpering and writhing trying to avoid giving an answer before giving the most pathetic little yes. "Good. Now beg for it." I say as he stares up at me scared and helpless. "P-please" he mumbles, as I bring my hand in position and he flinches in anticipation. "please, what puppy?" he whines and strains against the restraints. "please please please please.." he brabbles unable to form a coherent sentence and I smile. I pet him and let him know how good he's being, before landing the first hit, softly for now, but the reaction is still intense. "one" I count.

Before landing two more hits in the same spot, carefully watching as his breath hitches his body tenses. Making sure to roughly grab the spot I hit after. "one again", I grin. "no no no no no.." he whines and begins crying harder than he has been. I force him to look at me again enjoying his suffering, before punching him in the stomach, three times with increasing intensity, enjoying the gutteral sounds falling out of his mouth. I wait until his eyes fokus on me again before repeating "one" and watch as despair grabs a hold of his body. "did you really think it matters what you can take and what you ask for puppy? I hit you because I can and I want to. And you're gonna take it, simply because you have no other choice." he sobs, his body going limp now, accepting the helplessness of his situation. "Good boy" I say before landing the next hit, making him scream.

[yourdeaddoll]

he's so cute. i just want to bite him. and bite him. bite him again. bite him. bite him. bite him. let me sink my teeth on him.

[flutterbvnny]

i need the kind of catharsis that comes from getting hit a lot then sobbing in the lap of the person who did the hitting

[sleeepingangel-deactivated20260]

petplay but in a spoiled puppy that you adore more than anything else kinda way

[schwuchtelei]

More success blogging!!!! I managed a sit up!! Bad form but still omg I haven't been able to do it at ALL in YEARS and I feel good about it!!!

[atramentumnoctis]

getting older and weirder and sexier and more perverted and gluttonous and intelligent and blunt and eloquent and spontaneous and skilled is literally what it's all about

[schwuchtelei]

Not to be dependent on external validation but like getting C1/C2 on French oral comprehension TCF has DONE something for me. I don't know that it's true of my everyday comprehension abilities but it's still nice to hear and know that it's possible in a test setting.

[6irlpet]

being a switch is really fun because im drooling to get my shit rocked at all times but as soon as some Thing is even 1% more pathetic than me i turn into mr. hyde if he had wolf teeth and a joker smile. i don’t care if it hurts, it’s supposed to. i don’t care if you want to cum, i want to see you cry. i empathize & sympathize w your plight but mercy is Not something i will be showing 🥰

[sapphling]

giving someone either an under-the-collar or above-the-shorts-hem dark tender hickey that nobody else will see but that you know the precise location of well enough to periodically press on and make them shudder and fold in on themself for the next couple days really a fundamental reason not to kill yourself

[lestatbf]

tender-hearted deer seeking midnight rendezvous with car headlights, must be bright enough to blind and twice as cruel. likes impact play, exhibitionism, aftercare (must be able to transport my body to the side of the road). dislikes traffic light system.

[ss1nner]

Sex is when you push your finger into someone's open wound and they make a pathetic little moan in response.

[aurora-alice-deactivated2025112]

No, it is not too much to ask for. You're asking the wrong person.

[holycrumpets]

The sooner y'all realize that higher support needs disabled people are humans and chill people that you can form genuine meaningful relationships with the better. Like you know you can talk to them like normal people, right?

[dhddmods]

I'll go ahead and say it - even if you can't talk to them, even if they don't understand a word you're saying, even if they have no way of comprehending any form of language...you can still form meaningful relationships with them.

[veryluckyclovers]

we are going to have so many good snacks

[winged-thinged]

You have to let people love you. You have to let people get to know you. You have to let people help you. Being so completely selfless that you try to erase yourself off the face of the planet and never ask for anything and reject everybody's offers of support makes you very hard to love! Unfortunately. Emptying yourself out of everything that makes you, you is not actually what your loved ones want from you, generally. They want to make you happy! They will be so so sad if you don't give them the chance. It's not all selfish. I promise.

[mournfulroses]

Margaret Atwood, from True Stories: Poems; "Postcard," originally published in 1981