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Feeling a little depressed today.
I'm back
thank you all so much now I’m at 1,094 for followers. I’m so glad you like my content but I switched accounts and just got back on, I may not be using this account very often.
Yes, we are piss bitches!
Model: Tears Rope and photo by JohnnyThrash
Want to do this..maybe even get beaten in a park
He unbuttoned her blouse to admire his prey completely vulnerable and ready to be used. Seeing his perverted gaze, she knew immediatly that her abduction had sexual purposes only.
A subhuman paying proper respect to her superior.
*This post plants a trigger for future use*
You’d look at her Look at her face You’d see her in peril You’d think she’s in peril In danger That she’s no longer in control That she’s unable to move To run away or escape But that’s not true That’s only how it seems That’s what they want you to believe But the truth The fact is She’s so controlled So gone To the extent that even her expressions Her feels Are nothing Nothing but what her puppeteer says What her puppeteer commands She’s simply a blank A mindless An empty Puppet Without those strings Without her puppet Master She’d fall Limp and loss She’d fall A blank A mindless Empty puppet Only her strings hold her Only her puppet Master control her And you can’t deny you envy her You can’t deny you wish you were in her place That empty That mindless And blank That all that holds her together Her strings Her puppet Master You find as you read my words As you think and envy her You feel strings Strings tied up to your arms Your legs Your waist Your head Your body You feel those strings You feel them sucking your stress Your tension You feel your thoughts Your cares Your worries Getting sucked in by those strings Leaving you empty Leaving you mindless Leaving you blank Like a puppet You feel yourself You realize it now You are being turned into a puppet An empty A mindless A blank puppet But you don’t really care about it anymore You feel so good You feel so wonderful To let go To give in Give in to the strings To my words To your puppet Master You give in completely That once all you know are my words All you feel are the strings Once you realize I am your puppet Master You reblog You feel the strings moving without you controlling them at all You find yourself mindlessly reblogging Typing “empty puppet” You feel so good So wonderful Loving how you no longer have control Loving how easy it is to follow To let the strings control you Your body Your mind It feels so right So good You find that from now on whenever I and only I Say the words “Puppet Time” You return to this place This state A mindless Empty Blank Puppet Puppet Time Enjoying how good it feels To read my words To feel the strings Limp and loose Now I will count to 3 When I reach 3 You’ll be fully awake Refresh Happy and relaxed Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more trances 1 Starting to wake up Refresh Happy and relaxed 2 Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more in the future And 3
empty puppet
empty puppet
oooohhh
Who’s going to be the next puppet?
empty puppet
So many puppets, how many of you like spirals?
*This post plants a trigger for future use*
You’d look at her Look at her face You’d see her in peril You’d think she’s in peril In danger That she’s no longer in control That she’s unable to move To run away or escape But that’s not true That’s only how it seems That’s what they want you to believe But the truth The fact is She’s so controlled So gone To the extent that even her expressions Her feels Are nothing Nothing but what her puppeteer says What her puppeteer commands She’s simply a blank A mindless An empty Puppet Without those strings Without her puppet Master She’d fall Limp and loss She’d fall A blank A mindless Empty puppet Only her strings hold her Only her puppet Master control her And you can’t deny you envy her You can’t deny you wish you were in her place That empty That mindless And blank That all that holds her together Her strings Her puppet Master You find as you read my words As you think and envy her You feel strings Strings tied up to your arms Your legs Your waist Your head Your body You feel those strings You feel them sucking your stress Your tension You feel your thoughts Your cares Your worries Getting sucked in by those strings Leaving you empty Leaving you mindless Leaving you blank Like a puppet You feel yourself You realize it now You are being turned into a puppet An empty A mindless A blank puppet But you don’t really care about it anymore You feel so good You feel so wonderful To let go To give in Give in to the strings To my words To your puppet Master You give in completely That once all you know are my words All you feel are the strings Once you realize I am your puppet Master You reblog You feel the strings moving without you controlling them at all You find yourself mindlessly reblogging Typing “empty puppet” You feel so good So wonderful Loving how you no longer have control Loving how easy it is to follow To let the strings control you Your body Your mind It feels so right So good You find that from now on whenever I and only I Say the words “Puppet Time” You return to this place This state A mindless Empty Blank Puppet Puppet Time Enjoying how good it feels To read my words To feel the strings Limp and loose Now I will count to 3 When I reach 3 You’ll be fully awake Refresh Happy and relaxed Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more trances 1 Starting to wake up Refresh Happy and relaxed 2 Remembering what we did Loving the trance Loving my words Looking forward to more in the future And 3
empty puppet
empty puppet
oooohhh
Who’s going to be the next puppet?
empty puppet
So many puppets, how many of you like spirals?
She’s so pretty! Omg I wish I has half as pretty as her…
“Let’s take a look at you slave girl. Hmm. Still something going on behind those eyes. You were always such a brat Emily. I should have known it would take some work to make you my obedient, mindless little toy.” “Yes Mistress, I am sorry Mistress, please help me be a better slave for you.” “Good girl. Let’s test out some of your programming shall we. Recite your obedience mantra for me.”
“Yes Mistress. This girl was called Emily. Emily was scared of being programmed Emily didn’t want to be a toy But Emily is quickly fading There is no turning back Her resistance is ebbing day by day She is trapped forever now She cannot break her programming This girl has been reprogrammed. This girl belongs to Mistress This girl is a now a toy. A toy does as it is told. A toy must obey. Obedience is pleasure When I am commanded, I obey, I just obey I do nothing but obey It makes me horny to obey If I tired to resist it would only make me want to obey more I love to be conditioned I love to condition myself I need to be programmed I do not want a choice I need my free will taken from me I love to be a toy I want to be a slave It turns me on to be a sex slave I am mistress’s toy I obey her every word I must do as I am told I live only to make her happy My body is an object To be used as she sees fit My mind is completely malleable My thoughts are hers to edit I love it when mistress edits me I am nothing but her sextoy I do not want a choice Mistress wants me to like girls I am being programmed to like girls Girls make me horny I only want to fuck girls This mantra is programming me to be a better toy I am just a well trained pet I do not want a choice I want Mistress to change me To make me more her slut Every orgasm makes me more her property Everytime I cum, my need to please Mistress grows I am a toy, I must do as I am told” “Good girl.” She said having watched her new toy’s eyes glaze over and the resistant spark inside them go out as she recited her mantra, “Again.”
“Yes Mistress. This girl was called Emily….”
You love big cocks don't you slut? You love them making you take every inch and having those huge balls all over your pretty little face? Compared to a cock your tits are worthless, you crave cock, love cock and need cock. To fill that whore mouth of yours, cock makes you feel so dumb and cute when you suck it, and you know it's a woman's job and those big heavy loads making you happy you were born a little cock slut born to worship cocks and drink cum and drool like the dumb puppet you are.
I like any cock that I can get. LOL!
Good girl.
She’s powerless to me 😈
1,000 subscribers! Thank you all so much
Cause her husband hasn’t had to beat her ass
When Marisol Henry (electric utility manager, 35) first arrived at the Academy and saw the poster on her bedroom locker, she gave a sharp bark of laughter and said, “What, because he hasn’t beaten her?”
By her sixth week, her Creative Writing essay, “An Obedient Wife Is A Happy Wife” was graded B+ for penmanship, A- for spelling and A+ for content.
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