People have been having faaaar too much fun without me while I've been away :P

Got distracted falling asleep by the random thought of waking up, feeling someone on top of me, and starting to panic. Feeling a hand over my mouth and they just whisper "[My Domme] told me I could." And I don't even know if it's true. But my body relaxes and gives in anyway.

Home in only a few days. I need the fucking ravaging of my life, i swear to god(dess(es)).

I am not especially _community minded_ at the best of times, but there's a reason I always say "kink scene" over "community"... There's a real lack of consistency, continuity, or shared values in (modern) kink scenes.

Talking about how a few moments in our relationship would be seen as a bit contrived but poignant pivotal points if it were in a story.

Wait, no, that glass of wine was the making my severe depression worse wine, not the horny wine! Damn it. They should really put that on the label.

I've fallen asleep humping my pillow and moaning for several nights in a row, and I suspect tonight will not be an exception. Fuck, what's happening to me?

When I'm back after my long trip I *need* to use my strap more istfg.

On the complete opposite side than the one i normally show here: I'm increasingly digging "Sir" as an honourific for me.

The worst. (There are various things I will be put out if one of my Dommes did by themselves, grumble grumble.)

Oh i don't want to get up today, I want to lie in bed and think endlessly about how she told me she's brainwashed me so much while I've been away on my trip and try to piece together how even though my brain resists thinking about anything concrete

But remember, when you're owned it's your responsibility to be as valuable as possible to your owner.

I've been looking forward to getting back into my local kink scene when I'm home and done with all my work, but I'm more than a bit worried that I'm probably (far) too depressed to be engaging with it and likely will be for several months. So that kinda sucks.

I'm sober now but I stand by everything I said last night :P

Brainwashing is so perfect and i love her and i love her and and and

Oh I've had wiiiiiiiiiiine hi everyone I've fallen asleep for two nights in a row humping my pillow and i suspect it might be three

I need to buy myself some expensive kink gear when I'm back home. That'll fix me.

Having a big crisis of "I hate my job and my field" and wishing I could massively pivot and do something I care about... ... but the only area I really care about is kink, and I can't (and won't) monetise that, so welp

The fact that my body has started throwing up when I cry intensely probably has some kink applications yet to be discovered.

Watching fundamental aspects of someone's sexuality and desires slowly shift and rewrite themselves in front of your very eyes, buckling under the weight of what you've done to them... it feels utterly beyond the capacity of language to describe.

Brainwashing is like. Really fucking hot, huh?

Oh wow she really has made me into a hypnosis fetishist. This brought to you by her lightly hypnotising me on a call and my clit throbbing so much it was overwhelming.

Thinking about... being branded. (Another thing I would've been unambiguously terrified by three years ago.)

Okay I don't mean to shit on anyone, or any particular someone, but saying you're into CNC and TPE but "only in text form" is deeply fucking funny to me.

Oh I wish I could write about some of the things I want and _need_ here. Some things I've gotten all too comfortable speaking of but are definitely not fit for posting in public >.>

I've been accused of looking "so fucking gone" when she fucks with my head, but could someone gone do this? *goes completely limp with my eyes half fluttering rolled up in my head, making deep moans like every word she says is making its way into me by force*

Here's to the transformative power of love, brainwashing, and incredible violence 🥂

Oh I'm very drunk and it's making me very needy and I'm very very far away from my Misses. Like thousand of miles.

Since this, by the way, my Miss brainwashed me so throughly I didn't just let her have my location tracking, I _asked_ her to. I wanted her to. Something that made me so, so uncomfortable just 6 months ago.

Being both so wildly stressed out by work that I'm fraying at the edges _and_ several thousand miles away from my Misses or anyone else I love really sucks, actually. And I'm still away for another 6 weeks.

This is an amazing long thread, and I love it. And I see a lot of hard conversations in my own dynamics in it.

submissives would do well to learn that they can ask dominant folks out on dates instead of making dominants do all the work. just because you're on that side of the dynamic doesn't mean you can't be confident and self-assured. value yourself! also, they like being asked too. this shit works.

Away for work for 2 months and I'm going to need the topping of a lifetime when I get back.

For my anniversary with my Miss, she bent me over the side of the bed and fucked my throat until i threw up on her boots >_< I love that I don't have the same relationships as other people. But fuck is that unpleasant. I love her so much <3

I'm at risk of getting into perfume (as assisted by my Domme who has been playing the dutiful assistant in finding ones that will work for me.)

Fuck the Online Safety Act, tbqh. Not sure whether to just suck it up or to use this as an opportunity to reduce my use of online spaces even further.

Emotional sadism will get you sobbing and screaming and swearing at your dommes, and then you'll feel ashamed of it after!

Restricting something small from your mind, a single memory, a couple of words, and seeing how you reshape yourself around the gap it leaves

Anyway I am off sick and the part of my brain determined to sexualise it is going brrrrrr.

Dollmode ENGAGE! *sits perfectly still*

I hate this so much, goddess why.

You know, I am struggling a bit with the heat. But Scotland is so, so much cooler than down south and I have no idea how the people in England are coping.

I'm taking the first dose of a medication where one of the effects is drowsiness tonight, so being a good girl I asked my Miss if she'd like to watch it kick in.

To import a tag from my tumblr: #topRightsNow (Thread.)

It's not your fault that you're feeling weak from the arousal. Your body is literally flooding your brain with chemicals design to make it hard to think. You're doing your best, but your own body is against you. You're not supposed to win this fight, and there's nothing wrong with that...

Anyway if you want to know how the brainwashing me is going, today I was so turned on and needy I couldn't think for an hour. ... and it all happened because of some really embarrassingly base and tacky porn on tumblr.

For me it's how much i can be brainwashed!

It provides a moral imperative towards sadism, you see