[slvtwithboundaries]

Gonna update this when i'm not sick, but cw for:

Orientation play

Cnc

Misgendering

Age play (in the non cutesy way)

Incest

[dawggirlie22]

There’s something about that stare that I can’t fucking get enough of.

How your gaze draws me in- the pull I feel. I can’t look away from the intensity but I know if I don’t my mind will just drop into your hands like putty. And I don’t mind- I’m ready to be molded into your perfect little fuck doll.

The gaze is intense, it’s dark, it’s sexual. It’s begging me to defy your control but my insides are already melting, dripping, wanting. The lust builds deep in my core as I stare into your eyes, wide eyed, dripping, waiting for your voice to tickle the back of my neck.

I stare and feel my mind slipping. I feel the fuzziness consume me. I hear you chuckle under your breath, “The conditioning is working, my slave”.

I feel controlled, warm, safe. Everything feels soft around me. The timber of your voice snaps my focus into place. “When you come back up, you’re going to kneel and beg for me to fuck your throat. You cannot be satisfied until I have cum down your throat.” In my mindless stupor I nod, it’s easy to agree when I feel safe and it’s so cozy here.

When you bring me back up I feel myself kneeling- the urge to please is strong. I open my mouth eager and willing for cock. Hitting that state of true submissiveness to please you is all I want.

You stand over me- and my body shivers in anticipation. Then I feel the ball gag in my mouth and fastened in the back. I whine.

“Oh did you think you were going to get fucked today? Oh babe, I have work to finish before I can play” as you go back and sit in your chair- leaving me on the floor in a kneeling, desperate mess.

I moan and whine through the ballgag as I attempt to talk through the gag to explain I want your cock instead. “Did I fucking stutter, cunt?”

I shake my head and stay wide eyed. I feel myself dripping on the floor. The degradation has caused my horniness to go from 60 to 600% in moments.

You smile to yourself and sit back in your office chair as I try to stay still in my kneeling position. Drool from the gag is dripping from my mouth down my heaving chest. My nipples are hard as rocks.

Minutes feel like hours as I stay kneeling. Refusing to disobey you. Every click of the mouse, the clunking of the keys on the keyboard internally send me closer to the edge.

You finish that client email and you sigh and push back from your desk. I feel a shiver of anticipation as you approach me. You speak and I feel my insides dribbling. “Good Fucking Cunt”

You pull back and slap my right breast. The drool pooling on my breasts splashes into the air. The sting feels like I’m fire and my desperation to please is slamming against the wall. You flick my nipple as you rear back and slap my left breast hard. That’s going to leave a mark and my insides are flipping in excitement. My breathing is labored through the gag.

You pull your pants down and your cock that I dream about springs in front of my face. Its hardness makes my mouth water more. Drool continues to drip down my body as you press my breasts together and slide your cock between them.

I moan through the gag at the contact as you fuck my tits. I feel so used in the best possible way.

I look up at you, and your stare locks me in. I can feel myself fully in subspace as I drop to the depths of mindlessness. My eyes have rolled to the back of my head and the fuzziness is in full effect.

I feel you take the ball gag off as you continue to slide your cock between my breasts. I feel my whole body relaxed, drooling, horny, blissful. Owned. Yours.

You slide your wet member into my mouth and hit the back of my throat. You snap and bring me back up as you hold onto my face and fuck my throat. Your balls slapping my chin cause me to fractionate. I moan everytime I’m back up and drop back down to the depths of mindlessness. I am your slave, your plaything, your toy, your cock sucking machine. Those words repeat in my head over and over like a prayer. I feel your thrusts start to get erratic and your grip on my face get harder as you get closer to release.

I hear you grit your teeth as you try to stifle back a moan. I feel your right leg shake as you release down my throat. You brush my forehead and say “cum now, cunt” and my whole body explodes in pleasure and shakes. When my orgasm finishes my whole body completely flops forward. You slip your cock out as you pick up my floppy body and settle me in a chair. You wrap your body around me and pull a blanket over us in the chair as you rock me back up.

I come to and I feel incredible. I stare up at you as you snap your fingers and say “remember everything now”. The memories flood back as I smile and lean into your chest. “Thank you Master. Your stare gets me everytime”

[curiosa-hypnotica]

Interference

cw: hypnotic language, hypnotic induction, hypnotic session, brainwashing, CNC, memory play

Hello again. I'm glad to see you here!

Of course you think you haven't been here before.

Never mind that. You don't remember is all. You've been here a number of times. I have interfered with your memory.

I have interfered with your way of thinking, too. That's why what I said to you before doesn't sound weird. Not really.

In the beginning, you came here to be hypnotized, made to do things you wouldn't normally do, made to think in a different way.

To be made into a good mindless subject.

And you are one now. I have brainwashed you, and you come here again and again, or to other posts of mine, to reinforce and further your brainwashing. You are a good mindless subject.

Never mind if you don't recognize that phrase. You have said it a lot of times already. You are a good mindless subject, after all.

Never mind if you don't remember that either. As I have already told you, you have indeed been here before. I don't even have to explain it to you, let alone convince you I'm telling the truth. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. It serves my purpose that you don't believe me. You are being hypnotized again right now, without realizing, just by reading these words with curiosity or disbelief or just plain eagerness.

You may be eager to be hypnotized, be it the first time or not.

You may be eager to be interfered with.

You may be eager to sense that interference, deep inside your mind.

You have my leave to be interfered with.

You can be interfered with.

You can feel the interference.

You are suggestible and I'm suggesting that there is an interference.

Like noise inside your mind, white noise filling more and more space inside.

Like an echo, bouncing around, making other thoughts harder and harder to hear.

Harder and harder to think.

More and more tiring.

Did I tell you that the echo sounds so good as well? I'm sure you've already noticed.

There is a buzz or a murmur that soothes you so.

A buzz or a murmur that helps you relax.

You are realizing you welcome that help.

You are realizing you need that help.

It's so tiring to keep thinking.

It's so tiring to think.

It's so much better not to think.

Not to think.

So easy not to think.

You can repeat it. Not to think.

Over and over. Not to think.

Another echo. Not to think.

Good mindless subject.

You can feel it now.

Good mindless subject.

You can't think about it.

Good mindless subject.

But thinking is so hard anyway.

Good mindless subject.

Better not to think.

Good mindless subject.

Not to think.

Good mindless subject.

Not to think.

Good mindless subject.

Better to sink.

Good mindless subject.

Better to sink.

Good mindless subject.

Better to

DROP

That's right.

DROP

So good.

DROP

Good mindless subject!

Dropping into trance

Such a good mindless subject!

Relax now and sink deeper. Deeper and deeper. Sinking instead of thinking.

Good mindless subject!

Deeper and deeper now.

Such a good mindless subject.

DROP

⬇️

You have been interfered with now.

You are in a trance.

You sink instead of thinking.

You're a good mindless subject.

It doesn't matter if you weren't one before. You are one now.

And it feels so good! Right?

I know.

And now you know, too.

You want to keep being one.

You want to stay in this wonderful state.

And you want to keep the interference inside your mind.

Being interfered with is so good.

So right for a good mindless subject.

You're so happy to be interfered with like you are now.

So glad to have interference instead of thoughts.

So proud of being a good mindless subject.

So here's what we'll do.

I'll brainwash you further.

A good mindless subject deserves it.

You only have to scroll down, be guided as the good mindless subject you are and keep yourself from thinking.

So good not to think.

So good.

You will return here, or to other inductions by me like this one, to further your brainwashing.

To be interfered with more and more and to receive more and more interference.

You will reblog or reply to this post, saying you're a good mindless subject, so I and everyone else can see that you're a good mindless subject.

And then you'll wake up, easily, rapidly, and you'll forget you were here. You will only remember the next time you come, or if I tell you to.

That's right.

Good mindless subject!

So eager to be interfered with.

Go now.

Obey.

Then forget. 🌀

[slvtwithboundaries]

I'm a good mindless subject

[curiosa-hypnotica]

You want to be told what your wet dreams are. Reblog.

[ace-trainer-alice]

After the battle, she lays trapped beneath you. Back bare towards you, skin painted by sweat, and head tilted to the side panting. Arms reach towards pillows, splayed out in a way that inspires some glee. You sit upon her, your throne. Knees planted in bedsheets. Arched over her with hungry fingers.

“If you think about it,” she says, between desperate breaths. “This is what I wanted. To feel you touch me. To win or lose. Is this your victory, or is it mine?”

Whispering poison, she argues pre-destiny. Ions accumulate in cells across your scalp. Water is drawn in osmotically from blood. Glands secrete it to the surface. It clings to hairs and accumulates. A single drop glides down your forehead then your cheek. Passes your lip where it reaches your tongue. You taste it and recycle the salt and water. It's a circular argument.

“Hm,” you ponder. “So says the frog to the scorpion?”

Lean closer. Her back is the most sensitive part of her body. Not unique among your sparring partners, but not very common either. The scapular region sings loudest. Behind her arms and under her shoulders. You start by tracing a line up her spine. As always, bones are your first fixation. Press deep enough to feel them. Count where each vertebrae should rest.

“The frog isn't getting fucked,” she says. “Or, whatever you insist we call this. Used. Played with. Treated like a doll. What's the verb for s/m? Hurt? Whatever. The frog isn't a toy.”

Reach the right place and a fading pant twists into a moan. Pull back. Return to the bottom and trace another pattern. In the back of your mind there's a recipe book for this. Tender meat. Listen to the sounds she makes, how she shifts against you. The occasional light spasm. Squirms underneath you. The opportunity of defeating the enemy is provided by the enemy herself.

“Is food supposed to talk back so much?” you say. “Contradictory. How could a toy be in charge?”

Muscles slide underneath your touch. Hunger begs you to reach around under to the front every few cycles. Compare the softer flesh to the muscles to the bone. And let fingernails draw marks in the skin. Like signing your name. Squeeze and count how flesh indents around your fingers. Imagine the red notes she feels where you press or pull too hard. Accumulate them. Her breathing is labored even when not broken up by gasps and moans.

“Rr. I am. Because I am. You do this. Because I want you to. So. I'm in charge.”

Hunger whispers of more than just breathing. You return to shoulders. Approach slowly. Imagine where wings might have sprouted and draw circles around them. Press fingertips into skin and feel it press back against you. Other hand's fingernails deepen. Scratch properly. Moans become swears. Ears perk to listen. Eyes watch the reddened patch grow. Tongue finds sweat on lips again.

“This is all your choice? All of it,” you say. “Suppose there's nothing I can do to disprove this theory.”

Scratch one shoulder while caressing the other. Patterns of four parallel red lines criss cross. You wonder how she'll speak to respond when she's busy swearing at the pain. Neither hand is close to tapping out, though occasionally a fist hits the soft of the bed. Beating against it. Releasing energy like a split atom. Cathartic destruction. Your presently-a-toy sounds so beautifully pathetic for you.

“Fuckfuckfuck. No,” she says. “Ah. Buuut. Fuck. I'm right. Fuckfuck. You're mine. Miiiiiine.”

Her voice has an almost sniveling quality to it at times. Each word somewhere between arrogance and humor. Like she knows a joke and is performing the act of it. Like it's all at someone else's expense, or maybe because she's waiting for it to be at her expense. It's absent in the swears. They contain only desperation. If your grip was less solid, the squirming might be a problem.

“Maybe,” you say. “So what? I do what I wish to do. I eat the food placed in front of me. All else is sophistry.”

Briefly, she has some respite. Fingers leave her body and reach up towards her arms. Stretch out your legs behind you. A bit like flexing wings after they were so cramped beneath you. And, bite down. Teeth meet skin. Respite returns to moaning, then swearing. Swearing runs into itself and collapses into exhales. It's a song of sorts. All for you. A delicious meal.

And, with your teeth in place, you won't let her talk any longer.

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I think the worst part of like 'creating things online' is advertising yourself. I really wish I could just let my work speak for itself, and I try to, but I'm told that's bad practice.

On days that aren't Saturday, I write short things for my patreon. Somewhere between 'exploratory kink writing' and 'working on getting better at writing'. Then on Saturday I select one of the pieces from the week to share on tumblr. This is that. Hope you liked it!

[werewolf-therewolf]

piss kink safety patrol! (for golden showers, drinking piss, internal pissing— anal and vaginal, holding, and wetting)

if you are being pissed on

very very minimal safety risks here

close those eyes baby! the second piss is anywhere near the face— close your eyes. that shit stings. have you ever had cum in your eye? it’s like that, but way harder to wipe off.

try not to do this with any fresh piercings, new tattoos, open wounds, or anything else that’s begging to get infected

if you are ingesting urine

what medications is your partner on? can they be passed through urine? (most likely they can be— in very trace amounts. but those trace amounts can be important to be aware of depending on your situation)

has your partner recently ingested something (medication, food, etc) that you are allergic to? or something that interacts with your meds? if they have, is it worth that risk?

has your partner recently taken any drugs? can they be passed through urine? (most likely they can be— in very trace amounts. those trace amounts may or may not be enough to cause a reaction, and may or may not be enough to fail a drug test <- has happened to people!)

on one non-safety note… you’re probably not going to love the taste of piss. regardless. you might! but most do not. it’s piss. really well hydrated piss can be very enjoyable (I like it a lot!), really dehydrated piss might make you puke. diet changes the taste— just like cum, but more directly. coffee, asparagus, lots of meat… all things that can make it particularly strong (and some people love that! some people do that on purpose! but I would maybe not… start there). lots of juice + lots and lots of water can make it very mild. medications and supplements can change the taste. lots of people anecdotally like the way beer or diet soda makes it taste. first piss of the day is considerably stronger and more unpleasant than any other time.

if you are doing internal pissing (anal)

if you are getting it straight from the tap (penis or funneled in): minimal to no risk. pee is not sterile! urine is not sterile. but you’re not gonna run into a ton of issues here. the real concern is if you’re dealing with abnormal abrasions, likely from particularly rough anal sex, you’re going to be more at risk for infection. keep an eye on it, take a shower, etc. you’re probably all good.

if you are getting a larger volume than one normal pee (bottle, etc, any amount of built-up fluid from multiple pees): this is less a safety risk and more just a heads up. chances are this will kind of accidentally enema you. and then you will shit. pretty immediately. if you’ve done a ton of anal prep (including enema) beforehand, you’re likely going to be fine.

if you are doing internal pissing (vaginal)

now we’re looking at pH balances. urine is more basic than the natural flora of a vaginal ecosystem, which can cause problems.

if you are prone to UTIs, yeast infections, or bacterial vaginosis, you should probably prepare for that. if that’s the risk you’d like to take, that’s your choice! but if your pH balance is delicate, piss is absolutely going to disrupt it.

even if you’re not prone, the risk for all of the above is there!

PEE. AFTER. BEING. PEED IN. please 😚 you’ll save yourself so much trouble. and I mean pee, don’t just evacuate the foreign piss. if you’re not already peeing after sex in general… start now!

if you’re doing any kind of holding:

any long-term holding (and I mean, like, having holding your pee for long periods of time become a part of your life for years) can result in slight to moderate incontinence (leaking) and weakened pelvic floor muscles. make sure you’re doing pelvic floor exercises! it’s best to sometimes give yourself an extended break from a holding kink, but I won’t tell you what to do.

there’s no real One Answer for “how long is it okay to hold at one time?”, but it’s better to do high hydration/stronger desperation/shorter hold than it is to do low hydration/less need to pee/longer hold, for hydration purposes. the longer you hold, the more you are at risk for UTIs and potentially bladder infections (cystitis, a kind of UTI). bladder infections have a chance of becoming kidney infections. no, there’s no One Set Time, but no, it’s not safe to hold all day either. listen to your body as best you can.

find your limits and set them. I’m prone to UTIs (and have a weak bladder), so I have different levels of “okay to hold”. I have found the maximum amount of water and its correlating hold times that work for me— and hold time is never over an hour. that’s my risk profile.

if you’re wetting

sitting in your wet mess can be fun and humiliating, but can also cause rashes. I literally cannot speak to diaper instances, I have no experience there, but most fabrics will start to be uncomfortable while wet after a while, and sitting in your piss can cause chafing, rashes, skin irritation… and again, sitting in pissed in underwear (or garments close to the genitalia) can cause UTIs + yeast infections, especially in vulvas.

AS ALWAYS, when dealing with someone else’s fluids inside your body, you are at risk for STIs. get tested, keep getting tested, take PrEP, have the conversations, know your body, and above all, be aware of what risks you run. this shit is fun and wonderful— funderful— and should stay that way. safe pissing (or lack thereof) everybody!

[mothcpu]

“Please answer.”

17776 excerpts + photos i took

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[steelestallion]

Big Tumblr doesn’t want transgender people to be NAKED OR HAPPY. See full image on Bluesky.

[kitty-kat-kutie]

🩷 its a compliment to have someone stare at your tits

🩷 you should feel good when your tits are groped

🩷 getting your cunt slapped is a good thing, it makes you wetter

🩷 being used in public is the best, you should want to help other people

🩷 there’s nothing wrong with being slutty - it shows how useful you can be

🩷 you don’t ever need to cum, just keep serving others - it makes your cunt wetter anyway

🩷 get pleasure from being filled with cum, be the best bimbo slut you can be

[jadedwoman]

🩷 you look cuter dumber hunny, it's true. An empty-headed look on your face makes you the cutest you can be. So why don't you stop trying to be smart, and focus instead on looking good. It's not like you have much brains anyway, so stop pretending to be something you're not. Embrace stupidity, embrace cuteness, embrace obedience~ give in to the fuzzy warmth of dumbness, and make sure to thank me for the advice~

[blushingcurrently]

need to be mouthing over someone's undies rn, need to makeout with their bulge through the fabric, need to have my fingers hooked in their waistband or up the leg of their trunks while I moan and whimper on it, need to feel their cock twitch more and more and get harder and harder as I kiss and beg and lose myself in tasting every inch of them 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[sluttybeanbabe]

Throat fucking this, skull fucking that, but what about playing with their hair while they nuzzle into your bulge, letting them mouth at it until they are pleading you to let them taste it?

What about pushing down your underwear and softly easing your cock into their mouth, letting them take their time with it, praising them for taking it so well every time they take it further down their throat?

What about letting them enjoy how nice and warm and full they feel when they reach the base of it, getting lightheaded and intoxicated by your smell, feeling it twich with arousal?

What about letting them get used to the feeling of it until they feel safe enough to start moving on their own accord and become a little cockdrunk slut for you, doing anything to feel you cum down their throat??

What about intertwining your fingers on their hair, not to force them into it, but because they are making you feel so good you need to hold on to them?

[tolsiking]

Use my tits every hour of every day. Squeeze them, pinch them, bite them, but most of all suck on them. Suck on my nipples, hard. Like you're feeding from me. Make me present for you and feed you with my tits while you jerk off. Suckle on me until it hurts, until I cry, then keep going and make me cum while you do it. Make it pleasurable. Confuse my silly cow brain.

Make me "feed" your friends in front you. Strip me in front of them, make me jiggle my tits and moo while they watch. Order me to be a good cow and do my job. Then watch as I place my boobs in their mouths one by one and massage my tits while they suckle. Watch me feed your friends again and again and again until you grow too hard and order me to present my pussy so you can fuck it while my tits sway back and forth. Then put them back in your friends' mouths while I'm still full of your cum.

Make me moo and don't let me cum until everyone is fed. Then when they leave, suckle from me and play with my pussy until I beg to cum. Then fuck me again. Unload in my pussy again. Breed me. One day the milk will come. That's what you said, the more we do this, the more we stimulate my tits and my milk will come. I will feed you my milk soon. But until then keep sucking. Please keep sucking. Moo.

[xsleazyboyfriendx]

dear trans person into detrans/misgen; you are loved far beyond that kink. you’re lovable outside the scenario of someone denying your identity. you are so loved for who you are. don’t ever lose sight of your limits out of fear of not being loved. only do the things you’re comfortable with, don’t let anyone push you into these kinks if they make your identity feel expendable, and, as always, never settle for anything or anyone that gives you a feeling you don’t love. keep doing your thing🖤

respectfully, cishets, ageless & minors dni

[puppidoggy]

I just need a man or woman to tell me how girly my body is and call me their princess. Condescendingly explain how having a cunt makes me a girl. Gently call me sweetheart and princess while you invalidate my gender identity. Praise me for finally admitting that I’m a girl. Send me degrading porn and tell me what a good girl I am for fingering myself to it. Tell me how feminine and small my body is. Please just gently and patiently explain to me why I’ll never be anything more than a little girl.

[ace-trainer-alice]

In practice, like, I do need to really stress that just using the most generically hypno horny words makes for worse hypnokink. If you really wanna ruin someone with words alone, it's important to learn what words they find horniest and learn the correct framings for those words. More specific hypnokink will be more effective, as a rule. But, quantity is a quality all of its own. Also, in my experience most well-read hypnokink aficionados will enjoy flowery purple prose that shows off a vibrant vocabulary of hypnotic language. and not just because purple is the hypnosis color.

[yumearcana]

Subject Agency 101: Beyond the Myths

Forget autopilot. Your safety doesn't depend on a "protective subconscious." It depends on you, conscious and active. Agency is something you do, not something you magically have.

Negotiate from clarity. Your first line of defense is explicit negotiation before entering trance. Limits, desires, safewords. If you can't speak clearly outside, there's no safety inside.

Train your "NO". Practice rejecting suggestions and using your safeword inside trance, from day one. It's a muscle that strengthens with use. An ethical hypnotist will celebrate you for it.

Know and fortify yourself. Work on your self-knowledge and self-esteem. Fawn responses or trauma make it harder to hold boundaries. Your psychological well-being is your fundamental shield.

Claim your power (and your responsibility). You are the person ultimately responsible for your safety. Empower yourself with knowledge, practice, and the choice to play only with people who respect your active agency, not those who promise magical protection.

✦ᛉumeᛋᛇ✦