highly susceptible

✨welcome to my slut renaissance ✨ 33F she/her MINORS DNI!!

[softly-suddenly]

𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔞

virgo, cis female, submissive

in an open relationship

If you’re reading this, I’m probably wet. 

An outlet for my filthiest cumslut thoughts (when I have thoughts, anyway)

What I like:

Corruption. Dumbification. Mind Conditioning. Hypno. DDLG. Orgasm Control. CNC. Edging. Degradation/Praise. Humiliation. Intox. Somno. Breeding.

Photos under #mine & writing under #cumslut thoughts

Send asks, if you like. But please don’t ask me for pictures. If I want to send you something, I will.

My DMs are mutuals only, some of you don’t know how to act.

On that note, I’m pretty picky about engaging in certain conversations. I like chemistry, connection and most importantly, I like reciprocation. Genuine understanding of kink, especially mental corruption, matters to me. 💜

Please do research if engaging in any of the posted behaviors in person. Safety and consent are key. 

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“your dad must be so proud” as he covers my face with his cum.

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Do you enjoy anal?

Hmm well I haven’t really done full blown anal, but I have enjoyed anal play like beads and plugs. For the right person maybe I’d try it, you never know.

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Touching myself in my room, moaning and putting on a show even though I’m all alone because I’m always thinking about you watching me.

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Favourite tattoo?

The one on my left arm of Artemis. I don’t think I have a clear shot of that one posted but it’s my biggest piece and the artist did an incredible job.

I also love the ones on my thighs and want to add more there. I’m trying to save up for a few more this year, I have lots of ideas!

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Really into the idea of body worship lately.

Let me worship your cock, your body, your cum. Let me get lost in the way I devote myself to it. Allow it to rule my thoughts and drive me further into submission until I forget who I am and all I know is you.

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Listening as a form of obedience.

You’re talking to me. Just talking. And I’m taking in every word.

Your words. Infiltrating my mind like warm velvet, penetrating me with their brazen corruption. The ones I’ve been craving, that I’m more than willing to let crack through the surface, all to become the thing you’re remaking just for you.

One hand around my throat as you continue to work your way into me, reconditioning my psyche like it’s a blessing, and all I know is you and your words as you promise to break me more.

Another hand down my body, the slickness pooling between my legs only making me more susceptible to you. The more I ache, the more I submit, the more you control.

A whisper in my ear. “Are you really this wet? Just from listening? It’s almost too easy to break in a slut like you.”

Broken whimpers, my ability to speak a distant memory. Can't keep track of your fingers moving against those words, so lost to the molten heat that welds my mind and cunt together.

If I cum, I’ll be lost forever. And knowing that, I do anyway.

You say there’s still so much work to do, and I agree. I know I can always be better.

And I’m such a good listener for you, aren’t I?

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Cracking open another dark romance. This one’s supposed to be quite filthy. Wonder how long it will take until I get too turned on and start touching myself.

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Watching endless porn so I always have new ways to imagine you using me.

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I’m so hungry. Need to take you in my mouth.

Slow, at first. Rest my face against your bulge and feel the warmth against me, mouth slobbering all over it. Whimpering now. Already aching and haven’t even started.

Drooling before your cock is even fully out, my tongue sliding along the ridges of your balls as I take in your smell. Wetter for you as I inhale, your scent telling me you need me more obedient. More pliant, willing. Always more.

Lick my way up from the base to the head, my tongue circling your salty tip. Taste of precum makes me moan. Starving. Can’t take my time anymore. Need to feel you hit the back of my throat.

Close my lips around you, groaning, eyes rolling. The thickness of you barely fits in my mouth. Don’t care. Too hungry. I’ll stretch myself for you. If it hurts, just means I’m making you happy.

Give me more. Please. I’m ravenous. I suck, take you deep. Doesn’t feel like enough. Needs to be deeper. More. Need to taste every inch of you. Tears in my eyes means I’m doing it right.

Fill my mouth like it’s meant to be that way. Always full of you. Wetness leaking down my thighs, soaking the floor. So lucky to gag on it. So thankful to cry. Just means my reward is coming.

Hot cum in my mouth. Give me all of it. Keep sucking in case there’s more. Swallow it desperately. Never enough. Want it to coat my insides, every inch.

Still hungry. Lick you clean. I’ll take whatever you give me.

Look up with big eyes.

Thank you for feeding me. I was so hungry.

On my knees for you as long as you need.

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Something about feeling so lonely surrounded by people. It makes you think about all the things you want and the things you don’t let yourself have because you think you don’t deserve them. I know I post about being a slut and I love it, but sometimes, I just want to really feel like I’m wanted.

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Why choose to be mindless for someone?

There’s the obvious reason. I want to give up control.

Shutting my own brain off isn’t something I can accomplish on my own. I need someone to do it for me. The intense desire to be owned like that is sometimes overwhelming.

But it can’t just be anyone. It has to be someone who really understands what’s going on in my head. Who sees the chaos, reaches in anyway and says, “Here, let me take care of that for you.”

They see me, all the fucked up little bits and pieces that make me up and still want to break me. They welcome the challenge. Not only do they see how badly I want it, but how much I need it too.

And what it comes down to is no matter how badly I want to be mindless, to be corrupted, brainwashed and molded, they found me because they need me to be that way too.

I need them just as much as they need me.

So it can’t just be anyone. It has to be someone who sees the real me and decides they have what it takes to take the plunge.

If you want to break my mind, you have to really see me.

A girl can dream.

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Really in the mood to kneel while someone gently brainwashes me.

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I may be scared to buy lettuce but I’m not scared to act like a brat just to find out what’ll happen.

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I think I prefer these in b&w actually.

[shadowedvoid]

You resist. But why? What benefit comes with resisting? You know it's useless resisting. All it changes is the way you drop. You can drop and sink and fall like a good little sub, pliant and obedient and easy... Or I can drop you hard and quick, too quick for that silly little mind to comprehend what the hell just happened? Truly, it's a choice that leads to the same exact thing... You sitting or lying there dumb and pliant and obedient, eyes glazed over, drool spilling from your pretty pink lips... It's just a matter of how you drop.

[whinysushi]

cum as protein

nothing like a nutritious meal fed from his own body... a little bit of him inside of me, making me stronger, feeding myself off of his pleasure and associating my own healthy diet with his cock and what comes out of it