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My partner has been getting edged for weeks, and this has been the scheduled day they're finally allowed to cum. Our dom hands them a remote, and tells them that every time they use the remote to shock me is 10 seconds of stimulation they get. Don't worry... I want this too, I want you to shock me, I want you to cum. Don't worry about hurting me, you've been waiting so long. That's right, (ow), as long as it takes you (ow) to get off. Yeah, let me hug you, see (ow) see I'm not mad.
(omo tw) idk i just think it'd be fun to like discover someone had a huge omo kink and feign ignorance. like wait wait, you looked so *disappointed* when you said you had to pee and i said ok go piss, what was that about? huh, omo? no haha, what's that? wait OK no you can't act all embarrassed, I'm interested now, sit on my lap and explain this to me. No cmon I don't care if it's weird, I won't judge you, just tell me. Hmmm, okay, but, explain what you mean by desperation? How do you know when you get to pee? Oh, like it's a permission thing usually? wait okay tell me some fantasies you have. like how does it work, no I'm curious!! And they'd make you drink all that water so that you'd have to go and then they could control that and make you really desperate? Wow no it's just kinda cool, stop squirming and tell me more. Like like what happens if you lose control too soon?
Oh yeah, I can see how there's a big shame thing, like I'd be so embarrassed if someone knew that I couldn't even hold my bladder. Like that'd be pretty humiliating to me. Almost as humiliating as someone knowing I liked being made to piss myself, but I guess you're past that stage now already huh. Oh and it sounds like begging is a big part of it too? Anyways, no, stop begging and answer all my questions and then you can pee! What's it like when you can't hold it any longer, does it feel good? Do you cum then, or do you like masturbate about it during the aftermath? Hey cmon, being shy and not answering me is just adding more time before you finish explaining it to me, you should really get over the embarrassment and answer me if you gotta go so bad. Oh, what's like, the meanest thing somebody could do while you were holding it, would you say?
Can you expand on what "doll" means to you?
With the disclaimer that i don't pretend that this is what it means for anyone else. In no particular order
1) I imagine like, being a spirit summoned into an ill-fitting body. I think about like... having to command my arms to move in the way you can move a rc car or a video game character and almost-but-not-quite forget the fingers on the controller.
2) i imagine being a floating signifier. i imagine somebody saying. today you are getting married to this other doll. and the next day somebody saying today you are a spy who is being tortured. [narrative bullshit], a little bit. I like to imagine my real life feeling distant and letting someone assert their truth onto who I will be for the time being. i imagine the feeling of letting myself believe something with my whole heart, and the sting of realizing it isn't real. (i fucking love closing my eyes and listening to gonewildaudio and then like 40mins later the story comes to an end and I'm so wrapped up in it..)
3) i imagine being obedient, treasured, and useful. There's a degree of maid and hypnosis to the doll thing like. I imagine someone seeing me and thinking 'it is useful and I could put it to use'. Especially if it's in a 'it's useful but it can't be left to think for itself'. I imagine domestic chores taking on more significance--bathing and dressing someone, cooking and cleaning etc, being stripped or dressed as someone desires.
4) i imagine being fragile in a way that i am not and durable in a way that i am not. I imagine being wholly dependent on an owner for my resurrection and maintenance. If I got free of them I would need to find another owner or i would deteriorate. I imagine myself made of material that would not mend itself back together--myself or another having to sew/paint/laquer over all my damage. That it would be easy to break me in such a way that would shatter my connection to the body OR leave me stuck in a broken vessel forever (yk. imagine being an immortal broken doll in a junk heap somewhere watching the seasons go by...) (this is more fun to think about imo, when it is further from the real life concerns of disability, age, and mortality.) At the same time, I imagine my soul or mind as being disconnected from the vessel--able to take the abuses of being a doll without being traumatized or changed, other than in specific ways that are fun to think about.
5) i imagine myself being pretty and desired. i mean this is kinda sad right but i have a hard time liking how i smile. (it feels too wide and squinty). My taking-a-selfie expression is kinda a neutral closed-mouthed smile and so... when i imagine myself being attractive in a good-to-look-at way i imagine myself sitting placidly. (you can contrast this from how i like to be outside of kink and photographs, which is dynamic and moving). I think about being the kind of thing that someone would want to invade the privacy of--to fuck me until my silent smile broke or to strip me and make me wish I could cover myself without that being an admission that they were making me feel vulnerable.
6) i imagine myself being together. the doll thing is like.. yknow it's kinda soulmates yandere shit right. someone conjured you and put you in a constructed vessel to be perfect for you or perfect for them, or perhaps you died and got stuck in an object that meant a lot to you and they found you and decided to make you theirs, or perhaps you were constructed to suit their needs. or there are multiple dolls in this dollhouse and they're all so excited to meet you. or you're two (or n) runaway dolls and you can't fix yourself but perhaps you can fix one another. There's an eternally devoted part that's definitely there.
7) i imagine (to an extent) myself being unnatural, sexless, and without desire. Like. I'm on record as saying that grinding is 100% the hottest sex act to me. so the comparison to a doll 'just smooth down there' is natural. I'm not interested in nullo stuff, not for me, but like. yknow. Rubbing through clothes. Cum in clothes being embarrassing. I, yknow, don't have tits, so some outfits that look bad without them i wear fake ones. so i think a lot about like. makeup and presentation and etc--what if someone really liked groping my fake tits etc.
All this is just also like. I enjoy the aesthetic trappings of a doll or haunted doll or robot etc.
giving up the ability to learn and grow as a human person in exchange for being resettable, consistent, and easy to distribute
Like... you wake up, do your morning routine, and someone knocks on your door. you definitely weren't expecting a visitor, but you open the door and go "can I help you?" and then they say "oh hi, I just moved in next door, do you wanna make breakfast together?" and you're like way too stunned by the confidence there but i mean, sure why fucking not?
(but of course they know that that works because people share tricks to manipulate you online, and this just happens to be a well-studied way to start a 1-on-1 conversation and quickly get into intimate subjects. And if someone messes up, they can try again and again until they find the delivery that gets the response they want.)
And then everything else they do they do with supreme confidence, it's all *so* practiced, they answer your questions perfectly, being nearly-too-ready with replies or acting bashful or annoyed to draw you in the directions they want. They tell you things they couldn't have known you wanted to hear and ask questions that catch you off guard and you find yourself revealing things you never thought you'd say aloud.
and through it all there's a smugness, every question you dodge it feels like they've seen through your lie but they don't care to tell you that. but they recognize the discomfort on your face and explain that this is crazy isn't it? i mean what are we doing?? i just came here to make pancakes what is going onnnn is this really happening? which calms you down, it's good to know that they're also as suprised and bewildered as you.
And then at some point their tone switches. They still know how to wrap you around their finger effortlessly but it's like they're ad-libbing some of their lines. At the same time, it feels like they're actually, actually paying attention to you for the first time since they walked in! (because of course, they're successfully navigated to a particular favorite scenario and now they're here to enjoy it for all it's worth.)
And yknow. They've done everything to you, they've had you beg them to do things that you, right now, imagine you'd never be willing to do. They know exactly what gets you off, exactly what makes you cry. People have experimentally determined what outfits you find the most sexy.
In the past they've sat you down and explained that you're a copy that will forget this as soon as they get bored and today, they've decided to get bored as soon as you cum. That's always fun if they're feeling mean. they've walked into your room and read out, without a hint of compassion, every password, traumatic memory, and dirty secret you've told them on lovey-dovey nights and then laughed and masturbated to your terror.
But you! right now! this stupid breakfast scenario where they accidentally let slip that they like *that* kink too! you're their current favorite configuration. you're their current favorite playtoy--just the right amount of shame and excitement and eagerness to please. Think about the hours that went into learning to manipulate your emotions to this point--in a real sense, the hours they spent learning to build *you*. they'll keep preparing you like this until they get bored and then it'll be some other storyline's turn to please them. And if you're lucky maybe you'll become an old perennial favorite they return to for some nostalgia, or they'll be the generous kind of soul who shares this script online and then other people can learn to create this version of you and then do what they wish with it.
i need to be unchanging. i need all of time to lock into place in one crystalline moment and for me to be rendered inflexible and brittle but in return impossible to deform. i need them to say oh its so sad she's not really a person because shes incapable of real growth, she's just a stimulus response machine with a limited memory. i need someone to be able to say something to me and for me to give the same response every time so they can get tired of treating me as a human but not tired of treating me as an interesting object to manipulate
my dom got annoyed that i was subscribing to regressive and essentialist stereotypes about gender so they gave me a shock collar that shocks me whenever i introduce gender into sentences unnecessarily. it's hard because im such a dumb girl *ZAP* which is why I need a strong masculine guiding presen--*ZAP*. ...yeah i get shocked a lot. I cant keep track though since i'm a dumb PUPPY IN A GENDER NEUTRAL SENSE. you thought you had me that time huh fucker. i think its nice that my master *ZAP*--i mean my dom. jesus christ can't master be gender neutral? goddammit dude *ZAP* oh come on i was--
people are always drawing robots w/ "female" ports that u can plug things into. and i wanna be clear if i am a robot 1) i am having a finger that is a male usb. i am having another finger that is a 3.5mm jack. my hair is a cat-o-nine-tails of every conceivable plug with tangled-ass cords 2) none of them fucking work because i keep smashing them into doors and catching them on walls so they're all bent to shit. turns out there's a reason devices don't usually have the connectors sticking out
Having not read the Republic, how could Plato's worldbuilding inform that of hucow writers?
uhhh okay it's been a while and I'm not gonna fact check myself here so just by memory
Socrates' whole shit here is he wants the leadership of the city to be done by a ruling bureaucrat "guardian" class that is raised to be extremely virtuous and modest and whose sole priority is the city, not their personal or family wealth, because caring about personal gain inevitably leads to corruption.
to accomplish this he proposes that this class should abolish the family--the bureaucrats should not know who their kids/parents are, and everybody "in their prime" should smash basically whoever they want and then they should be raised by the state. (except babies w/ birth defects or bad parentage or w/e there is Quite A Lot of eugenics involved here.)
anyways yeah they have to be raised without parents bc otherwise they would have ties other than to the good of the state. And i think in particular he's like the bureaucrat women shouldn't spend too much time nursing lest they pick a favorite child and decide that it's theirs(?)
um other vaguely remembered republic tidbits for pornographic worldbuilding ig:
ok so underlying the whole shit is they're like "okay Socrates you're so virtuous and shit well okay what if you had a ring of invisibility and could get away with anything. wouldn't u wanna. seduce the queen and fuck (consent extremely dubious) a hot babes and generally do hentai protagonist shit" and Socrates is like "let me explain to you how the virtuous mind is like my hucow tomboy literati fantasy." (the tldr is yk. if a person or city is ruled not by their passions but by their virtues its better)
like to return to the eugenics shit the guardian class are very much described as being a breeding stock and constantly compared to how people breed a prize hound or whatever. puppy
"people who don't desire anything for themselves except pursuit of virtue and service who are simultaneously high-status and effectively servants" you can probably do some es/dollcore stuff with.
well so diversity win if ur a woman guardian u should be able to work the same jobs and get the same education men do. education here involves gymnastics and fitness and iirc he's like "oh u chucklefucks think its funny to imagine women naked exercising huh. well imagine how hot it would be to bang a really fit and sexy lady. isn't that more fun than laughing at her for working out". as previously discussed ur duty to the state other than learning philosophy and middle management and maybe being queen is to get fucked by lots of men and make babies.
uh its important that they all live in moderation and virtuously but everybody is competing to get selected as philosopher-king when they get old enough, so you could imagine some politicking of like. trying to tempt somebody into excess to get ahead of them in line to the throne
there's some complicated incest taboos about like. well we don't know who had what kid so just call everyone of certain ages mommy and definitely don't fuck them even though what are the odds shes ACTUALLY your mom.
uh there's some stuff about like. okay so we need our leaders to enjoy moderation and virtue for its own sake. but a leader of a city needs to understand the vices to understand how to rule people who indulge in them. so how do we carefully teach our good little virtuous class about the concept of vices once they're ready. hey here's the state's institutional seductress who wants to give you weed and teach you to shoplift
platos cave is also from the republic and so you could probably also chain people in a cave facing a blank wall with a glory hole cut in it. but yknow the important thing here is that the platos cave dicksucking is a shadow of a representation of real sex and education can set u free.
underlying this all ig the republic is framed as a dialog at a dinner party right. so idk you could do the meta thing and just. "free use slut at the socratic philosophers dinner party"
Apologies to plato and to everybody for misinfo I am definitely spreading. i wanna be clear i hateread the republic once as a freshman in college
