Placing my palm against your beating heart, wondering if it'll speed up, if you'll feel hot and happy and *alive* just from the beautiful memories my touch brings.

I know a lot of you think you won't be noticed because of your follower count. Throw away that silly thought. It's useless to you. I'm not here to chase numbers, I'm here to have fun. Good toys get spoiled. Popular ones are no different. Just like you, They have to earn my attention.

You could use my shampoo, Wear my clothes, Sleep in my bed, Immerse yourself in my words, Read this post, Read every post Again, And again, And again. Surrounding yourself with Penny, Obsessing over Penny, Doing everything and anything To feel closer to me, But it wouldn't be enough.

When I *really* want something, I use my special voice. As you read these words, You may understand... This is that voice. It's the special voice. And when I write this way, Your body perks up. Your brain recognizes... This, This is different. This is important. I need to pay attention.

I loveee switches who aren't switches around me. It gets *exhausting* being the strong one among your friends all the time, mm? Why not let someone more powerful than you have control? Enjoy a break just this once. Then take another. And another. And another. And another. And another.....

Playing fighting games together, leaning my cheek on your shoulder, then laughing when the calculated brain stutter makes you drop a combo.

Holding off on unwrapping the other gifts to cradle the best one I've ever gotten. Love my pet. Merry Christmas.

They say "if you love them, let them go", but I'm dreadfully afraid of you getting hurt in the great big~ol scary world out there, so I think I'll just keep you on a tight leash instead.

Don't say "I love you" to me unless you mean it, okay? Those words are special and should only be said to a most special person. You have to save them until the day you're truly ready to give me everything.

I'm sure you've read the other toys' replies to my posts. Don't they seem happy? Look how much fun they're having! Would you like to experience those wonderful, bubbly feelings in your brain too? Pop pop pop~ ehehe. Have you thought about how to get my attention?

What makes you more likely to get my attention? Tips below~ 1. Reply fast. The cute ones with notifications on that absorb my posts right away get spoiled. 2. Be unique. If someone already said the same thing as you, they're getting noticed first. 3. Reply often. Loyalty is inevitably rewarded.

I love necklaces with keys attached. They make a wonderful fashion statement. I'd wear one daily if only there was a good toy "wearing" the lock to match~

You'll know you're not in control when you can't meet my eyes anymore. When I glance your way, You'll get hot, You'll look down. You'll see a leg dangling out~ Inviting. Tantalizing. It wiggles. It's impatient. You want it. Don't resist those instincts, toy. Get to work.

This is a strawberry: 🍓 This is my favorite food. I love strawberries. When you see a strawberry, You'll think of me. I'm not ordering you to do this. No, it's not an order. It's just your reality now. When you see a strawberry, You'll recall this post. I've infected your mind. Prove me right.

He's been practicing. Can you tell? I can. I notice these things. I want everyone else to notice too. Take notes. This is how good pets respond to praise.

If you're a new subbie, I want you to abandon the idea that obedience is the most important trait to please a dom. Is it good? Yes. But it's not everything. Understand this: I can train anyone to obey. Following orders is easy. Turning off your brain is easy too. It won't make you special.

Names are a powerful thing. By changing your name, I can change your behavior. It's embarrassing to bark. I know; I've seen it many times. When you're ordered to bark, You might want to. You might want to yip and yelp, Because you know it's what I want, But it's hard. For a person, it's hard...

You've been scrolling for a while. Enjoying my backlog? Look at you go, One, two, three.. How many have you read now? I haven't been keeping count. You haven't either. But don't worry, toy. I understand you. You're having *fun* being brainwashed! You're not satisfied yet. So? Back to scrolling~

D~awww you're clingy? Really? You want to latch onto something so~so tight and never let go? And someone told you that was a baaad thing? Nooo~silly pet! It's not bad; there's nothing wrong with you! Here--just loop your arms around my leg reaaaal~tight. We'll develop your obsession properly...

I want to nurture you into your most beautiful self. I want you to live out your dreams, find your purpose, and let every new day remind you that life's worth living. And I want you to do it with your collar on, so that no matter how far you go, you'll always remember someone loves you back home.

Loving you, and hugging my arms around your belly, then leaning in real-real close to whisper about all the fun things I've got in store, because you know when we're apart, all I do is get loooost in these fantasies... I *need* to break you, pet. I just can't help myself!

I don't really like the impersonal way maids, butlers, and slaves are treated in kinky media. I like acts of service though. If I could get you all dolled up in clothes I like, smelling fruity the way I like, and if I could hold your cheeks give kisses when you refill my tea, That I could enjoy.

You can give me any title you like, Or none at all. I don't care, and I've never cared. Say what makes you happy. Say what "feels right". I know. I know, toy. Making decisions is stressful. You'd rather not have the choice. But make one anyway. After all, This is the last chance you'll ever get~

Putting on colored contacts reminiscent of my natural shade, making my eyes look just the tiniest bit brighter. It's been three days. You're staring at them again. Something is off. Even more than usual, My gaze pulls you in.

Of courseeeee I see you as a person! Remember how you always bark and hold your tongue out when I shake the good-pet box? Or how you whimper and grind into my leg when I tickle under your chin? Or the way your body quivers in excitement when I clip on your collar and say "walkies!" Oh.....

Happyyyyy Thanksgiving peeps! I'm very grateful for all the replies and kind DMs you've given me as of late! My account's pretty small, so it's extra rewarding seeing so many of y'all resonating with my posts! Makes me wanna keep writing! Hope I can make ya smile for ages to come!!! - Penny

Inhaling your scent, Cradling that head so dearly. Repeating over and over You matter to me, You matter to me... And I know you'll remember, Because I've trained you so. You know, above all else, These words, MY words, They're your truth. So even at your worst, You endure, Trusting in my message.

If we sleep together And we wake up together, Every day, Forever and ever, You would never feel lonely. You could never feel pain. Feeding those endless desires, Your consciousness, tied to mine. We'd be together always, And you'd be happy. That's right, pet. With me, you'd be happy.

A collar should fit snugly. It shouldn't move, but it shouldn't chafe the pet's neck either. Collars can get loose, so pets might need theirs tightened daily. Adjust it while giving praise so they subconsciously connect the collar with good feelings.

At my touch, Your body should relax. It shouldn't matter if you're Anxious, Stressed, Giddy, Tearful, Or even at ease... At my touch, You'll be subdued. Your eyes will droop, Your body will feel heavy, And like a good pet, You'll resign your future to me.

Remember, the people you befriend are a reflection of yourself. If you wish for me to meet your friends, Prime them properly. Before I say hello, Before my eyes meet theirs, Make sure they'll know their place. When you speak of me to them, Talk with reverence. Make them understand I'm special.

I want your deepest insecurities To Remove them One by one. All the bad ones, All the painful ones, Let's prune them together. You're afraid of being hurt, I'll keep you protected. You're afraid of being forgotten, I'll keep you in my heart. Together, we can fix you Because I love my pet dearly.

Toys, take notes. This is how you get noticed. I want her to be praised for her behavior. Make it happen.

I want your dreams too. No, reality isn't enough. I want control when you sleep. Do you know how to dream about me? I'll teach you. First, you have to obsess while awake. Every day, think of me. As much as you can, As often as possible, I need to be on your mind, In your thoughts, A part of you.

It's okay if you feel a compulsion to bark when you finally build up the courage to message me privately. Don't worry; I love puppies~

Most toys will never touch me sexually, So when you're given these orders: 1. Fall to the floor. 2. Cheek to my thigh. 3. Nuzzle~ Do it with love. Do it with care~ Feel happy. Feel *blessed*. Remind yourself "I'm special". Because you are. You're special. It's just one leg but.. You're special~

Gonna wipe your tears then have you lick those same fingers clean. There, there, toy... See? That's much better. Now suck. The bad thoughts will go away soon~

I want you to enable me. Everything I say, everything I do, Validate it. Sometimes, I'll say "irrational" things. Believe them. Sometimes, I'll tell you "lies". Believe them. Don't trust yourself. Don't trust your reality. Believe me. The sooner you stop questioning, The sooner you'll be happy.

You know, dog clicker training usually means pairing the click with a treat, but I don't think you need that treatment! No, no, no. You're very talented. Such a smart pet. You know the click *is* your treat. So rolllll your eyes back, Tongue out, Pleasure. It alone is enough. *ClickClick~*

When I put my forehead to yours And You can feel my warmth, Our noses touch, Then All four eyes lock. Yours. Mine. Equal in desire. You see it. You feel it. The breath upon your lips, A tickle at the chin, And my palm Reaches down, Cupping what belongs to me, I wonder If you'll whisper my name.

I correct you because I love you. When you make mistakes, And I need to fix those mistakes, Don't be sad. Be grateful. It's not a punishment, It's an opportunity. This isn't malice. It isn't unwarranted. Even if you think you don't like it, Smile anyway. Say "thank you". I'm making you better.

You can be useful. You can braid my hair, One lock over the other, Weaving in and out, In and out, Following my instructions, Doing as you're told. "You're so talented", I say with a smile. And you nod. You nod in your daze, Not really hearing. Not really understanding... So very useful~

The truth is, this isn't all that sexual for me! I just wanna give you adorable subbies that comfy mushy feeling forever and ever and ever and ever do as you're told forever and ever and ever and ever~ 🍓

Good doggyyyyy!! Who's a good doggyyy~ who is ittt? Is it youu? Yesss?? Yes it iss? It is?? You're a good doggyyy!! AWEEE~ Yes you areeee, yes you areee!!!

I'm happy today. Trained subbies will understand this means they're happy too.

I like toys. I like lots of toys. I like you, But I like other toys too. Sometimes I'll play with those other toys. Sometimes I'll make them feel "special". When I do, You might wish you were them. You might wish to be noticed. Perhaps you wish.. To feel "special" too.

I don't like needing to be explicit. As a toy, It's *your* job to read me. Study me. Memorize what I like, Take notes on what I dislike... Learn what I want, Then *give me* what I want. When I speak with you, First think for me: "What does she want?" Don't make me spell out what to do next~

Every talk, late at night, Every time I hold you while you cry, With every hug, With every kiss, Every time we laugh together, And with every show of affection, Your collar gets more secure. You love me. You've been trained to love me. This is the real you, But it's by my design. My pet.

In order to brainwash you, I have to become part of your routine. Every day, Every day, just once a day, I need to be on your mind. It doesn't have to "do" anything. It doesn't have to "mean" anything. It doesn't have to make you tingly, Not yet, at least. Just once a day, Every day, Penny.

I like making personalized replies. If you reply to my posts, And I want to use you, Then I'll use you. But I don't reply Without making it feel "special". I want my words to stick in your head So you can remember them, Shudder, And go weak again. So be unique. Give me something to play with~ 🧸