I've been thinking about dom breaking recently.
A lot of the tops I know have a favorite toy. Something they've found fits perfectly in their hand and that they reach for first when need arises. Maybe it was a gift from a current or past sub that they treasure. Maybe it was something they spent months saving for. Or, my favorite, it's just reliable. They found it on a whim, and nothing else has ever filled the roll just as well.
Even for the subs, you can comprehend the feeling. You have a favorite toy, or at least type, that you love to have involved in a scene. Is it a shock collar you found together at the pet store? Maybe it's a paddle they can get the perfect swing in with? Or maybe it's a gift you got them. Every time you see it in their hands your heart swells a bit, knowing you did right in finding that for them, putting it in their hands.
I live for a particular moment myself. It's the moment something shifts in a persons eyes and you can tell they've unlocked something new within themselves.
I'll introduce myself to my target in measures. Respectfully. Politely. Just enough forward flirting they know I'm interested in them. I'll take what steps I need to earn their trust. Maybe they just need another sadistic person to vent their feelings to. Someone that knows what it's like for a dom to feel that awful drop after a scene. Or maybe they're a little self conscience, so I'll show my throat at the first opportunity. "I'm not here to be aggressive with you." Whatever it takes, making them feel comfortable is my first priority.
For these first interactions my goal is simple. I just want to be on your mind. I want you to easily drift toward thoughts of me as you go about your day, until you find you can't really shake me from your head.
Eventually I'd learn about your toy collection first hand. "Which is your favorite?" I'd ask with the softest purr on my lips, watching your expression as your eyes drift over each.
As I share my own experiences from the past, how long before you're considering what those subs felt under me? How many months of careful guided conversations would it take before you began to grow curious about how I might dom?
I'll make the first move when I see that curiosity start to grow. Maybe I'll let a tone slip into my voice. Maybe I'll call you 'baby' in that sweet, delicate way I do with animals. Maybe I'll just let my eyes linger on the delicate parts of you with just a little too much hunger in my gaze.
You were already thinking about me. Now I'm an intrusive thought. Invading your mind in quiet moments and tempting you with the suggestion of "what if?"
One day, I'll push you and you wont push back.
When I hunt I'm after a certain type. Stone tops, the confident switch, I love them but they are not my focus with this. There's certain type of dom that just fell into the roll and never found their way into anything else. Someone that's spent so long focusing on others they've lost all perception of themselves, their needs, their desires. Even just their curiosities.
That toy, your favorite? Imagine it in my hands.
Since I learned it was your favorite I've spent the time learning how to use it myself.
I'm going to break you with it.
It's not even going to be hard.
I'll spend hours chipping away the shell of who you were until there's nothing left. You wont try and struggle out from under me. You wont pull at the restraints.
You'll cry for me. I'll wrench every vocalization from you until all that's left are your ragged breaths.
When I'm done you'll find peace in the crook of my throat. After a time you'll start to come back to yourself, a goofy smile on your face, a new gleam in your expression. I'll ease you through your first sub drop until you feel confident to stand on your feet again.
Weeks, maybe months later you'll reach for that toy, once more eager to play with a sub. Instead your hand will wrap around its handle and you'll be yanked back to that evening with me. Do you think your aggression will survive intact when you can't touch a toy without dropping into subspace? I'll make sure that our single evening together is all you can ever associate it with.
Your favorite toy, forever stained.