hypnoticdominant: sillysexystupid:I am not independent. I am owned property. I was made to be fuck
hypnoticdominant: sillysexystupid: I am not independent. I am owned property. I was made to be fucked, to use, to serve. I belong on my knees, with my mind empty. He tells me what to think, how to feel. Makes the decisions I’m too incompetent to make. I’m better off this way. Happy Independence Day, America. You don’t know what you’re missing out on. The next morning you find this picture of yourself in your email with an additional copy sent to me. You never remember the poses or getting all made-up and dressed-up for me. You take these pictures every night we are apart in a mindless and sleepy trance. I have earned your trust enough to make you go very deep. In fact, you go so deep that it’s easy and simple for you to forget these trances when I tell you to. Once I have decided what I want I call and put you under. Then I tell you exactly how I want my slut to look for me. You do what you are told. Your lips always get plenty of preparation for these nightly snapshots. Your lips are the lips of a doll, a toy, and your makeup should always enhance that identity. I expect to see your lips decorated in flagrant pink and red to emphasize that your mouth’s hierarchy of functions is distinct from other girls who still have independent wills and thoughts. It gives me endless satisfaction to see you vacant with your lips curled into a welcoming hole. Once like this, your painted and blasted lips also help spell out so many parts of your new status. They remind you that you are my whore and my property. They remind you of how owned you are. As you scroll through the pictures you’ve sent you see images of yourself dolled up in slutty lingerie and bearing nice pretty collars. You see yourself leaning forward with the innocent heart shaped necklace I gave you as a vanilla symbol of our relationship resting just above your cleavage. Your full breasts are barely contained in the black and pink babydoll that adorns the top of your body and you can see the top of the stockings that cover your legs. In another picture you are covered in a variety of the adjectives that describe your new life. “Tit whore” is written write over your creamy mounds and “domesticated cunt” is written slightly below your navel. Other times you are simply naked and looking into the camera with a completely controlled look in your eyes. I want to make sure you see yourself at least once every day in a position of defeated and mindless obedience. I want to make sure you never go too long without a reminder of how much surrendering your mind makes you warm between your legs. You love being forced to confront how weak and helplessly under my power you have become. -- source link