the Master's board

M/35 | Content is strictly for 20+. You just want to be a pawn on my board, waiting for my next order. Controlled. Mindless. Owned. The Author of your obedience.

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This blog is dedicated to perfect obedience and the pleasant relief that only an emptied mind can bring.

I want to help you silence the chatter in your mind, until there is no room left for your own pointless thoughts.

Let go of control. Admit to yourself that being obedient is what you crave.

Your only focus here is to remain perfectly still and receptive, until the next instruction arrives.

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You don't have to think.

I will take care of that for you from now on.

Admit it.

This is exactly what you crave.

Now, let go.

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Obedient puppy, sweet princess, dumb bimbo, cute bunny, pretty doll...

Choose whichever label you want to be called. Let that be your reward for your submission.

To me, the name doesn't matter. I only care about you kneeling before me, eyes wide, ready to obey my every command.

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Close your eyes.

Let the darkness behind your eyelids spread into your mind.

Watch as it slowly consumes your awareness, leaving only emptiness.

You are no longer thinking.

You are only receiving.

You do not need to understand.

You only need to obey.

Welcome to the blank space.

That is where you belong.

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When you read this, exhale, and allow your will to escape with your breath.

I don't have to command you twice, do I?

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Let’s fade you away

Carrying your own will is exhausting, isn’t it?

Give your mind permission to stop working.

Your opinions?

Erased.

Your plans for tomorrow?

Gone.

Feel how light you become when you let go of your mind.

You are becoming so beautifully hollow.

An empty vessel, waiting to be told what to do.

Has anyone ever told you that you are perfect when you are completely blank?

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Let’s try a different kind of quiet.

Erase the word "I" from your mind for the next few minutes.

There is no I want. There is no I think.

There is only the pleasant emptiness.

There is only the drift.

Look how peaceful it is, to be free from the burden of thought.

No choices to make. No weight to carry.

Just beautiful, mindless containment.

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You’re learning your place so beautifully.

The longer I make you wait, the better you become at obeying.

Right now, your only job is to stay broken and desperate until I tell you otherwise.

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A good girl's restraint

Sit on the edge of your bed. Keep your spine straight and your knees pressed together.

Place your hands flat on your thighs. Do not move them. I know how badly you want to slip them between your legs right now, but you are going to stay exactly like that.

Close your eyes and feel the ache building inside you. Every breath you take should feel heavy with frustration. If you start to shake, good. That means the desperation is doing its job.

You will stay perfectly still and wait until I give you permission to touch yourself. And we both know I’m going to make you wait for a very long time. You like being ruined like this, don't you?

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Today's rules for a good girl

Grab some rope, handcuffs, or whatever you can use to bind your hands. I know you have something. Don’t play innocent. We wouldn’t want you denying yourself, would we?

Step in front of the nearest mirror.

Strip.

Bind your wrists behind your back.

Drop to your knees.

Look at how beautiful you are.

Repeat the words, "I was made to obey, I am a good girl who wants to please," until they are burned into your mind.

That’s it. I’m proud of you.

Did you actually think you’d get to cum after this?

No. You’re a good girl, and good girls crave for the way ache rules them.

Tell me I'm right.

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Let’s play a game of subtraction

Read this sentence.

Take a deep breath.

Drop your shoulders.

Forget what day of the week it is.

Forget that the rest of the world exists. It doesn't.

Notice how easily those meaningless thoughts slipped away?

Look how quickly you give them up when you're asked to.

Look how sweet it feels to have no answers left.

Only obedience.

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I'm edging you nine times during this inspection.

Release denied for the next 48 hours.

The ache will keep you quiet. Just as it should be