I wouldn’t consider myself that much of a sadist but seeing someone have the widest grin on their face after I slap their face or tits awakens such a fucked up desire in me I just want to see how far I can go with them god
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I wouldn’t consider myself that much of a sadist but seeing someone have the widest grin on their face after I slap their face or tits awakens such a fucked up desire in me I just want to see how far I can go with them god
The fun part about making subs and switches post mantras on their accounts is that they’ll eventually go back and read them. And the particularly suggestible ones will drop to words they typed themselves.
Melting their brains down
Giving up control
Realizing far too late that their past, hypnotized self has so much power over their present and future self.
So if you see these mantras on someone’s subby or switchy blog, be sure to like and/or reblog the posts. Gotta make sure you make them worse. I don’t think they’d mind their brain melting again. After all, they’re the one that wrote the words
Begging is an underrated method of verifying consent in my opinion
Discussing safewords isn't just to reassure the sub that they can set boundaries. It's also to make the dom feel safe that the sub can set and enforce those boundaries appropriately.
bruises are lingerie to the enlightened pervert
cradling you in one arm while he’s knuckles deep in your pussy with the other
rate your favorite hypnotic words for me. you know, words like listen. yes, listen. lets put that to ten. what was that? relax? yeah we can put that to nine. drift? to eight? so we have listen, that's right. relax, there you go and drift on eight. sure we can put fall on number seven. listen...relax...drift...fall... down. down can be next as six of course and oh, yes, sink is a great choice for number five, lets see what we have again, ten, listen, nine, relax, eight, drift, seven, fall, six, down, five, sink... hey hey, focus... what's next? four, yes, yes. listen, relax, drift, fall, down, sink, yes... we are almost there, just a little more, at number three, hmm? deep? yes we can go deep... and deeper could follow, isn't that right? yes... ten...listen. nine, relax. eight... drift and seven and six fall down, five, sink, four yes, three deep, two deeper and... only one thought left... melt.
never forget what's really important: approval from pervert women on the internet
your erotica doesn't need to align with your principles. you can find something hot and not believe it should be the way of things. you can play out dynamics in kink that shouldn't be replicated societally. what gets you going is not an indictment of your character
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maybe you forcing your fingers into my pussy and mocking me for how wet i am would fix me
Don't put your sub on a leash in public. Other people are around and they can't consent to your kink. Instead, make rules requiring them to hold your hand in public, walk on a certain side of you, stay within a certain distance of you in public, and needing permission to leave your sight. Punish disobedience to the rules and watch the mental leash you put on your sub become stronger and more satisfying than any physical leash ever could.
i know this is tumblr and we’re all playing perverts but i just think some of you would be excellent company for a late night walk and a four hour conversation about absolutely nothing