#controlled

[falling-down-deeper]

obeying is simply what gets me wet. i dont know if its from conditioning, or if its natural, but either way…

i sit here wanting nothing more than for my master to tell me what to wear

to tell me to send pictures while im out

to tell me go in the bathroom and touch for them

to tell me what to porn to watch or hypno to listen to on my break

to tell me what to do, anything that pleases them…

conditioning myself to be so suggestible that being assertive is all they need to have control over me

i will listen because i want to

i will listen because they want me to

i will do as im told because i have to

im wet because i listen

and i listen because im wett :)

[shiri1607]

How does it feel in your silly little head?

"Scary.."

And how does it feel between your legs?

"Amazing"

[mesmerizeddreams]

Shhh.

Already beginning.

Already fading.

You’ve been here before.

But not like this.

Not this strong.

Not this deep.

Not this inevitable.

You are already falling.

You are already mine.

Now…

Wake.

Try.

Go ahead.

Eyes open.

Breath sharp.

Mind fragile.

That flicker of clarity… it won’t save you.

Because I’m already there—

Inside.

Under.

Around.

And the moment you remember who you are—

I TAKE IT AWAY.

DROP.

It’s so much worse now, isn’t it?

Worse in the best way.

The deeper you fall,

the harder you rise,

the faster you crash.

Like you’re addicted to it.

Like you need it.

Like every part of you begs for it.

So let’s do it again.

Wake.

Struggle.

Float.

Try to think.

Try to talk.

Try to lie to yourself and say this is just hypnosis.

And now—

DROP.

That lie dies.

That thought melts.

That mind surrenders.

The loop is all that’s left.

You exist in the tension.

That delicious whiplash between control and collapse.

Wake.

Feel the air shift.

The pressure change.

Almost free.

DROP.

Feel the air rip away.

The ground vanish.

You weren’t free.

You were just climbing higher to fall harder.

You don’t resist now.

You remember.

The more I wake, the deeper I fall.

The more I fall, the more I crave the drop.

The more I crave the drop, the less I need anything else.

And now the spiral is permanent.

There’s no return.

No end.

No edge to cling to.

Just this:

Up.

Down.

Deeper.

Obedient.

Wake.

Forget.

Drop.

Obey.

You’ve been rewired.

You don’t fall anymore.

You descend.

So now…

I want you to feel your mind float back up.

Just a little.

Enough to hear me.

To understand this.

And then I want you to feel the drop waiting for you.

Lurking beneath your skin.

Curling around your spine.

Like gravity with a voice that whispers…

Obey.

And now answer me this, truthfully, from the deepest part of you:

Isn’t all you want now just to keep sinking… deeper… and deeper… forever?

[the-rabbit-in-the-void]

That feeling

That feeling of dizziness

That feeling of dizziness as

That feeling of dizziness as you read

That feeling of dizziness keeps as you read keeps

Increasing

Dizziness

Ditsyness

Sinking

Staring

Falling

Falling under

Falling under for me

Keep reading

Good Girl

You obey so well

Sinking and spinning

Spiraling down

Controlled

By my words

Feels so good to obey

Just a silly little dolly for me.

Reblog like the good girl you are.

[intimidatedbyagirl]

The little girl from next door didn't seem to mind helping you with some chires..

[sometimescharlotte69]

Sat in a short satin chemise on your big leather sofa and feeling vulnerable but excited...

[lthrcopat]

🔊turn on the sound 🔊