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welcome to my blog
yes I am back
teddy - 26 - he/they - dominant switch - bisexual - poly/partnered
my posts - my pictures - my partners - my mutuals - my unimportant thoughts
about - rules - answered asks
handfeeding + CNC. more on this later
okay so. you're her captive. she keeps you in her basement. she brings you 2-3 meals a day. you think it's cause she likes you strong enough to fight back. but because you don't want to be weak, you eat them. you need to eat
at first she left the meals and cutlery in the room then left you to eat. then she started staying to watch you eat. you didn't want to give her whatever kind of sick satisfaction she'd get from it, but you need to eat. so you put up with it
then she started sitting closer and closer to you while you ate. then she started holding the plate in her lap while you ate from it. it all happened so slowly, so gradually, that you didn't even really notice how strange it was until she started petting your hair while you ate. you tried not to eat for a few days after that. but you need to eat. so you cave. and she keeps petting your hair
one day she ties your wrists behind your back before she brings your meal. when she comes in with the food, she sits in a chair directly in front of you. you think about how much you hate her. you think about how much you hate that you're so used to being close to her. she picks up some of the food and cups it in one palm. then she extends the hand towards you
you stare at the food in her hands. your mouth starts to water. you understand, somewhere deep in you, that if you do this, you will be crossing a line. something in you will snap in a way that can't be fixed. you hate her. you don't want to give her whatever kind of sick satisfaction she'll get from it
but you need to eat
whats all that movement back there
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Slap your cunt over your panties for us. Please
utterly mindless
*mumbling around the slide of a pistol*: "wow babe not very safe sane consensual of you"
The kind of sex I want requires like 3 layers of psychological manipulation
Not letting this stay in the tags
Hey you, you’re finally awake.
okay we’re gonna do a little mind exercise. I need you to close your eyes and relax. very good. I’m just gonna gently rub your tummy while we do this okay? good. now I want you to imagine you’re puppy. this is very important. think about what it feels like to run around on four legs so comfortably, about being covered in fur to keep you warm, about the intensity of love and emotion you feel for those around you. think about how good it would feel to not have to think about taxes or credit cards or employment history, all that matters is loving your person and chasing the next squirrel.
now, I want you to imagine a tennis ball. it’s round, it’s fluorescent green in the sam way all tennis balls are, it’s fuzzy, and it’s brand new. unchewed on, fresh outta the box with all of it’s bounce still. now I want you to imagine it in your person’s hand, the way they grip it between their fingers while you watch intently. think about the way their weight shifts, their hip turns, as they pull their arm over their shoulder and throw it in a big, powerful overhand throw. you’re running, you’re chasing, everything focused as put all you have into getting that ball.
except your person didn’t throw it. idiot. it’s still in their hand behind their back. they faked you out. you’re chasing nothing. I can’t believe you fell for that. your person is over there, laughing at how stupid you are. you’re sniffing around over there looking for the ball like a dumbass. wow. I knew dogs were dumb but I didn’t realize you were that stupid.
marriage should take place in bondage. preferably to a relative and maybe at gunpoint
i’m free on thursday if you wanna start a toxic codependent thing
in a very weird place this morning and I don’t know how I’m feeling
many mutuals on here for whom i would throw the tennis ball repeatedly and in earnest. others for whom i'm palming it tbh
"I want your cock so bad"
"Well good dogs usually have to do a trick to get a treat"
Sick and tired of changing the locks? Worried about finding broken glass in the morning? In disbelief of how often you're having to replace torn pajamas after every violent struggle with your beloved stalker?
Stress no more! With this quick, easy solution of leaving your windows and doors unlocked, your troubles will be a thing of the past. All that's necessary is to finally allow your favorite, local pervert (me) to take good care of you.
Hide and seek but you shove a vibrator in me, so my little whimpers and moans give away where i am
going to the park in a cute little dress with no panties and you stick a dildo on the seat of a picnic table and make me put on a show for you <3