thoughtlessthots: feministgoesbimbo: After weeks… months maybe, of intense training and hypon
thoughtlessthots: feministgoesbimbo: After weeks… months maybe, of intense training and hyponsis he has gained a strangle hold on my mind. After I service him before he leaves for the day, he positions me on the bed and has me hold this pose until he returns. I used to be able to fill the time with my own thoughts, a way to keep a hold of my identity even after he morphed me into this comically pink sex doll. But as the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, the voice was got more docile and passive, and eventually went silent. Now I just wait, wait for Him to rescue me from the silence. Wait for him to use his empty doll. Don’t worry about losing your mind, Doll. I do the thinking for the both of us now. Honestly this is for your own good, without my guidance you’d still be the frumpy feminist who thought so highly of herself. Hehe I found one of my old stories, I still think it holds up -- source link
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