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The one benefit of the temperature is how much barely-clothed lounging around it requires.

Because it makes it so easy to enthrall needy toys. Wouldn’t you give it all up for a chance to get your face between my breasts?

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A toy who accepts suggestions given when you play with their tits?

Call that su-breast-ible.

Making your toy wearing a little hat with bells on?

They’re sub-jester-ble.

You use a shock collar as a trigger?

Surge-estible.

They have a weakness for tank tops?

Sugg-vest-ible.

A compulsion to pick up the cheque after the meal?

Suggesti-bill.

Particularly into hypnotic hucow play?

Suggesti-bull.

They get stuck only able to say yes and no?

Suggesti-bool.

Linking their mind to a metal ball and tossing it around a lawn?

Suggesti-boule.

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Amazing things happening as museums apparently are beginning to cater to the “subby toy” demographic.

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With how utterly disgusting the weather is set to be this week, now seems a good time to share this file from two years ago...

(CN: hypnosis, obviously. Touching and being touched. Arousal and pleasure. Edging. My touch feeling good. Being unable to resist or fight. The pleasure of my control. Full transcript if you follow through to YouTube.)

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It’s fucked up that my available option for convincing my brain to cheer up is “go and feed the ducks” and not “bind, break, and use a resistant but ultimately needy fucktoy”, which would be both a lot more effective and far more fun for everyone involved.

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Exclusive file: Refined mind

I'm going to break you down. Grind your mind into sand, into powder. Reduce it to the raw materials I'll then use to make you into something better. Brace yourself, toy:

This is going to hurt.

Full file available, with many others, at sinisterdenial.com/obey