Kinda want to condition someone into craving romantic anal. I’d treat them like whore, a sextoy, a fuckdoll whenever I use them regularly. But occasionally I play soft music, candles, soft bedding, whispered assurances, the whole nine yards while I slowly spread and fucked their ass. Giving them the most vanilla, soft, caring sex I can, but I’m buried inside their ass. I play with their clit and get them off while I tell them how much I love them. I keep them comforrable the whole time, taking my time, properly lubricating and stretching, making sure I don’t hurt them, I ensure they feel loved during the process instead of like a fucktoy. Soon, I’ve built the connection in their head, and whenever they want taken care of and a soft night of playing instead of rougher, they want what I’ve trained them to want. They look up at me and ask if I’ll fuck their ass, their voice all soft and vulnerable while asking for filthy things. It’s what they ask for on our anniversary, for their birthday, for Valentines Day, for when they’re a little sad and just want me to tell them how special they are to me while we play. It’s a part of them now.
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