It's not My preferred environment for breaking in a new hound, unsurprisingly. But alas, a woman has to make do with what is available to Her. I sit, calmly, in the hard plastic chair provided for Me. It is not comfortable. Deliberately so, of course; best keep the prisoner off-balance as much as

"Oh great, she's doing one of *these* again, she sure likes to hear herself talk" Yep, starting the morning off right with some philosophical ranting with my coffee. I talked about dommedrop and domme burnout, but I have something lower-key in mind. Domme Spoons and Top Energy: A Rant. Let's go!

I hate being a rescue dog. I hate flinching when people move too fast. I hate the voice that tells me I'm too much. I hate the evidence I have that people aren't trustworthy. I hate thinking it's special to be liked. I hate crying when people offer me basic human kindness. I feel so small... 😓

I love eager girls Sometimes I'll send a DM and it's obvious how quickly she just drops everything to reply. Bonus points if she's with her partner and has to leave the room lest her reaction invokes any ugly jealousy <3

The opposing forces of propriety/respect and desperation/need - the curse of the ever-respectful fangirl. Yes, I *want* to throw myself at your feet and beg and cry and be desperate, but I also *need* to be so polite and respectful so as never to inspire actual feelings of annoyance 🥺😵‍💫🫠

Finding that hypnosis doesn't work super well on me - rather if I'm told to do something I'm just subby enough to really feel like I musstt do it And then remembering all the hypno I've listened to focused on listening to and following the instructions of those more dominant than me, have I,,,,,

Do what I am told. Know what I am told. Think what I am told. Feel what I am told.

i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good dog. i'm Her good

God I love reconditioning days 🤭

It's crazy how all it takes to turn a faltering, disobedient dog into the ideal brainfucked submissive is a few hours of entranced, hyperstimulated sexual torture

Addiction is something I have way too much familiarity with. But kink is making love to your traumas. And I've discovered a sick, sadistic pleasure in inducing hypnotic addiction. Sub or domme - what if your skin started to itch if you haven't talked to me in long enough time? What if I was a need?

What if every message you got from me was like a tiny dose? What if every time you hit me, it felt better than sex? What if every time you got me to cry, your brain overloads with a repeating need, repeating desire, the cyclical command of "more..."? What if you needed me more than air itself? ❤️

Intox kink but it's me giving you Adderall so you focus on this blowjob.

Short folk domming tall folk will never fail to make me giggle 🤭 Yes, bow to me, you fucking warrior-bodied behemoth. Get on your knees where you belong and force yourself to look up at me. I don't care how tall you are - if you're my bitch, you're my bitch.

I'm going to make you fall to your knees so hard so often the bruises on them will be permanent pain buttons for me to push :)

Always yearning to be Abducted, Captured, Taken. Removed from the familiar and immersed in the unfamiliar, the new, the strange

With a self-satisfied smirk, your Goddess leans back in Her throne, licking the fresh blood dripping from Her claws one-by-one. Your blood. Why must She be so cruel? You devote yourself to Her willingly, you give Her everything She demands without hesitation, and yet…

Do lobotomies fix headaches ? Science needs to know the answer and I have the perfect test subject

The world needs more fangirls. More girls need to be obsessive and parasocial and whorishly center their lives around women who deserve all that and more Everyone pick someone to fangirl over. If you don't pick someone to fangirl over, one will be appointed to you. Fangirling is no longer optional

trans girl valentines date

"what's so good about collars anyways?" ahem. - security, ownership, trust. it shows that you are theirs and reminds you that you are. - like a weighted blanket but for your neck. it's like your owner is always holding it,, - clip a leash and it's walkies time. dog girls fucking love walkies time.

“you’re such a lightweight,” she says as she tilts a cocktail into my happy mouth

R.I.P. JUNIPER BLESSING.

Did the thing

"Mine" is a two-way street. Mine also means *My* Master. *My* Owner. *My* Handler. You dared try to pick up my leash, you dared to try to clip it to my soul, that means that for every ounce of me you claim, I claim you right back. To make me Yours beyond a shadow of a doubt, You become Mine.

Exactly!!! The moment of horrific perspective followed by sinking into the comfort of your conditioning~

The secret to providing the best service is to have your original psyche utterly destroyed and remade!

The old me was less happy - she just wanted to stop being a person and she finally got that! I'm better now, this is the way it was always meant to be~ :)

Oh you know, side effects to conditioning and trauma, hypnotic aftereffects - like powerful psychic aftershocks that I get to enjoy perhaps for the rest of my life if I'm lucky 🤭 The actual details are a bit too brutal for the open timeline though, it's A Lot 🤣🤣🤣

Listen, there's a lot of fun little side effects to mkultraing yourself, okay? It's fun to run into them in the day to day~

reading about juniper blessing and the small detail that she liked hollow knight really broke something in me

i’ve been thinking of what could even be said about such a tragedy. someone said it best that trans people are “born so late and die so young”. we uproot our lives and transition and live more life than anyone else ever does and society punishes us for it. we deserve better

Juniper Blessing #sayhername

rest in peace, juniper blessing, you deserved so much more from this world

some thoughts and feelings i’ve had recently

Your shame is inefficient. It gets in the way of your ability to properly serve those better than you. Banish it from your mind, being free of shame will make you a better tool.

i'm going to be collared i'm going to be collared i'm going to be collared i'm going to be collared!!!!

It exists to be porn.

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Thinking about a hound “rescued” from its Handler, only these rebels are quick to catch on that it can’t be “fixed”. So why bother trying? You need every advantage you can take in war. Use your former friend as the weapon she’s become. It’ll thank you for the honor, even after-

Chat, the best life you can ever have is to find the most pathetic girl you can and force her to fulfil every loser nerd fantasy you have~

Me: Subposts about embracing scary dommes darkness as a romantic thing. Me five seconds later: Dommeposts with a picture literally aimed at putting down unruly dogs. Girls, you signed up for my switchposting by following me, I don't know what to tell you~

Unruly dogs get put down. You had your chance.

Only you can save me from my lack of self control~

Look, all I'm saying is that the more control you have over me, the happier I am! Lock me up in your basement and use me however, whenever you like - freedom is for people who won't squander it, and that's not me! I'm better served as Your thing, at Your leisure 🤭

Sir, would you like to conduct an experiment on Stockholm Syndrome with me? 🥺

Constant 24/7 surveillance, tracking, and electronic control is only good when a mean woman is doing it to me, not the Government

Even if your darkness scares me, I don't want you to hide it. I want you to embrace it. I want to see the dark in your eyes. I want to feel the sick depravity in your words. I want you to show me your heart, no matter how much black ichor drips from it. Show me your dark, I promise I won't run.

My most serial-killer-like trait is that I have a particular knife in my collection reserved for each of my submissives It's important that my victims are thematically connected to their murder weapons

I think "Mine" might be my favorite word in the English language. Specifically, the version of "Mine" that people say to me when they're stating it like it's a rule of nature. Like it's something unavoidable, that I have no say in. "Mine" means I'm a treasured object and I don't have to worry.