thinking-mans-submissive: Brainwashing is a commitment and investment of time and effort, so i see i

thinking-mans-submissive: Brainwashing is a commitment and investment of time and effort, so i see it as the highest honor an Alpha can bestow upon a fag like me. It’s hard to think i am worth that kind of sustained attention. But then, it occurs to me that perhaps my low assessment of myself is more than just humility. Could it be i’ve already plummeted down the rabbit hole, and that this brief elucidation is only possible because i’m looking up from where i’ve fallen instead of down into the abyss? My mind is no longer able to hold onto such thoughts for long, and they quickly weaken as the strengthening stream of hot piss draws me back. My lips form a gentle seal around Daddy’s flaccid shaft as i quickly swallow the first mouthful. My hands are equally reverential as i hold onto the back of His hairy thighs for connection and comfort. Although i’ve momentarily closed my eyes, i can still feel his cold aloofness. He doesn’t touch me or speak to me as i struggle not to choke or spill a drop.Even though this is the first time i’ve done this, i needed no instruction or command. He’d sipped His coffee as though i wasn’t even there when i’d carefully pulled His cock through the slit of His boxers. Had i acted on instinct? Intuition? Or had something triggered me to obey a command i don’t remember receiving?It takes expertise and patience to uncover and then manipulate someone’s vulnerabilities and core beliefs - although, perhaps not as much when that someone voluntarily exposes their inner thoughts and desires across social media. He seems to know exactly when to use words, physical dominance, humiliation, pain, and pleasure in ways that reinforce my gross inferiority, and thus my perpetual gratefulness for anything He gives me. i can’t say that i know when exactly it happened, that moment when i stopped thinking for myself. i vaguely remember a time when i thought it was all just a game, something i could easily extricate myself from. Now, i’ve lost track of time and days, of eating, using the bathroom, or showering. Pleasing Him is the only thing that matters. He has the power to make memories disappear or return with a single word. And as He finishes, i hear the word that floods my mind with awareness that i’ve been living off His cum and piss for a week now, and nothing more. And as i gasp in shock, another word from above me ushers in visions of Men surrounding me and brutally using me, one after another, filling my cunt to overflowing as Daddy watches from a comfortable recliner nearby. i remember who i am, what i’ve lost, and what i’ve left behind and i start to cry. i stare up at Him in horror. He lifts my chin to get a good look at my tear-stained face and smiles. “You’re so beautiful when you’re broken.” And then with a word, i feel a white, warm calm envelope me once more. i give no resistance as He leads me on my knees, pulling me by the hair to a room i’ve come to associate with pain. i shudder and whimper quietly in excited anticipation. Daddy’s broken little princess.  -- source link
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