Okay but I put a camera in my room so that my Owner could watch me whenever He wants 🫡
It’s hot af looking round and seeing that the camera is active 🥵

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Okay but I put a camera in my room so that my Owner could watch me whenever He wants 🫡
It’s hot af looking round and seeing that the camera is active 🥵
down and down and down and down
I had the best time last week. Plenty of things and sessions happened that I could harp on about but one that I want to talk about and recount first, before I forget, is dropping down. I was kneeling in front of my partner, my Sir, disregarding the discomfort in my ankles and feet, ignoring the inevitable-in-the-future bursitis in my poor knees from being a good doll, and gazing lovingly up at him. Obviously, for people that have played with me for a long time, his fingers were in my mouth. A black-gloved hand, slick with my drool, held my head up with a thumb while my body gradually got slacker and slacker as I dropped down and down, never really breaking eye contact with my Sir save for the slow, heavy blinks between breaths. My instructions were simple, and so was the trance; “you’re such a good subject that I don’t even need to give you direction, just hold eye contact with you until you drop yourself, and you’re going to keep dropping yourself and not stop.” I just kept going deeper and further until my Sir decided that it was best to bring me back up. Whilst on my way down I also got to watch my Sir stare back at me adoringly, through eyes which felt like I wasn’t even behind anymore. It could’ve been minutes, it could’ve been hours. Honestly, I’m thoroughly impressed with myself as a subject that I had managed to find that bottomless pit by myself and readily threw myself into it for Him. I got rewarded plenty :3
Daddy washed my fake frog oodie so now I’m, at least, a nice smelling degen 🤪🥰
Okay so I've been seeing a couple and they walked me to the bus stop yesterday and apparently the guy made a face when I mentioned that my shoes "add to the doll aesthetic" unf.
I should start dumping my experiences again cause damn, I got a lotta stuff going on rn and I feel like people would appreciate being kept in the loop <.<
https://open.spotify.com/track/7fo7Gm5DSqofJzEyW30Q36 so there I was, peeling potatoes for dinner, listening to this song.
And an image flashes through my head: you’re at a party, a guy you’d not talked to in a while is across the room, you’re talking to your friends, they’re talking to their friends. All of a sudden, you feel a tugging at the back of your brain and you spin round to see your old friend with a small smirk. Their hand moves and you notice they were clicking. They click once more and you find yourself walking towards them. An arm slips around your waist and you blush as familiar feelings envelop you.
“You didn’t think you could get away that easily, did you?”.
I dropped my potato like a bar of soap