chattelprod:

Starting from scratch is best for some slaves.

Dehumanization and objectification are the building blocks of a good little slave girl. She doesn’t feel sexy looking like a rubber monster, she doesn’t feel daddy’s cock when he fucks her ass with the tunnel plug in it, she doesn’t hear, see, or taste anything. Nose plugs prevent her from tasting daddy’s cum when he feeds her, ear plugs force her to strain to hear the smutty talk he produces when he uses her. She’s miserable, but aching, dripping wet.

After hours or days of training like this she will gladly put her hair in pigtails and wear a locked collar in public, they make her feel humiliated, but cute. She can see her reflection in the mirror, her high socks, her short skirt, her heels, her pale pink little thong gently clasping at her wet pussy and prodding the big mean plug daddy makes her wear. She hears clearly what him and his friends say when they use her, she sees their cocks and tastes their cum and feels their skin, not a latex prison.

Give her a sense of perspective, and she’ll be a good little girl.

sexslavefantasy:

sexslavefantasy:

female-orgasm-denial:

im-here-to-please:

I wanna give you guys the power over my orgasms so please reblog this!!

Imma let y’all determine how long i go without an orgasm. Every reblog=a day without an orgasm(including me reblogging myself) let’s see how long i have to go😊😊😊😊

Gosh, if I reblog this she’s surely fucked…

Do it, do it, do it!

Happy thanksgiving!

Yeah, these don’t go well if I reblog them either. Bwahahaha

Yup, this isn’t going to end well

fawnstarflare:

dtgags:

Mummification Monday

Mummification. A great way to keep your goods fresh.

Manic Monday transitions into Mummified Monday

My toys dread Mondays at work. My wife, @slutkittyfawn, calls it Manic Monday as her clients seem much more frazzled, panicked, and dumb than on the other four workdays. My other toys have assorted the Manic Monday theme with relish. The sexpet, @3-holes-2-tits, despite being blind, deaf, gagged, and sealed in a bitch suit finds creative ways to beat Monday into submission each week.

Let’s stay with the M. Monday theme. I think I prefer Mummified Monday to Manic Monday. Actually, Manic Monday is easily tamed when toys know they return home to Mummified Monday. The mummification can only take place after my meal. They come home from M.M. and strip or change into their required uniform, prepare my meal and the mush for the toys, serve and wait on me as I leisurely eat my meal. They then clear away the meal, wash everything, and set set out the food bowls.

Now it’s my turn to work. I bind wrists to shoulders and ankles to thighs, apply blindfolds and leashes, and lead my pack of pet toys to their meals. They get fifteen minutes to eat, thoroughly tongue-wash their bowls, and hydrate. Gags are applied and their leashes tethered to a ring.

One-by-one I tightly mummify each toy. Each is completely encased except for its breasts and its three fuck-holes. I enjoy I toy as I mummify it. When they are all mummified I stack them like cord wood to helplessly wriggle against each other for the remainder of the evening.

So, I’m seriously not saying anything about your gender one way or another, because that’s something only you can actually examine. But, like, that fantasy resonated with multiple trans women from before coming out and just keep in mind that hormones and top surgery and pronouns and being a girl are all actual options and are pretty rad if that’s what you want.

dom-plays-with-dolls:

I very much appreciate you taking the time to kindly pop in
with this reminder. While writing out my fantasy, I had a feeling that a lot of
trans women would find it very familiar.

A while ago, I started posting about my feminization
fantasies online, and the general response from a large group of individuals
was very similar to yours: “With all due respect, you may want to explore your
identity a bit more and understand your options. You may discover something about yourself, and that could be a huge weight off of your shoulders.” And don’t get me wrong, I
completely understand why. Especially in the past few years, people have tried to be very encouraging toward trans individuals to live their lives openly.

That being said, while a large number of trans women (and allies) have been supportive of me to consider my options, a smaller group of men reached out to me, as well. These men
ran the gamut of different orientations (straight, gay, bi, what have you), but
they all had something in common: a secret desire to express their
feminine sides that they all felt a little dirty or “wrong” about. They didn’t identify as women (nor did they identify as
“sissies”, a term which can get annoying when talking about this sort of
thing), but did feel that there were traditionally “girly” qualities that they
wanted to release.

These men felt shame in their desires because they didn’t
really have a title. They weren’t trans (of course, it’s entirely possible that some may discover that they are, and this is merely their first step on that
journey), they weren’t sissies, some of them weren’t gay (which, unfortunately,
our society would be able to accept easier), and many of them felt that their
fantasies went beyond the term “crossdresser”. In a society obsessed with
labels, there was really nowhere for them to go.

I’ve done a lot of soul searching, and while I understand
that the fantasy lines up perfectly with identifying as trans, I know that I’m
not. That said, I also know that, while this started off as a fun little kink, it’s obviously expanded beyond that. I don’t identify as a woman, nor do I feel deep down that I should. But there is a very feminine being inside of me that needs to escape every once in a while. What does that make me? In all actuality – and with all the respect in the world to people who do feel more comfortable with labels – I don’t know or really care to know.

I often point to @cute-blue‘s “Voluntary Feminization” series when people ask about my femininity. While I’m unsure if they intended these comics to make a statement or not, the fact is that “Voluntary Feminization” presents a world in which men of any and all orientations can wear women’s clothing and act in feminine ways while still happily being men. Side characters often have a lot of questions about “Well, but what ARE you?”, and the answer is often simple: “Who cares?”

I remember @hypno-bunny once mentioned how fascinated she was by the fact that I always saw my feminine self as being kind of punky and bad-ass as opposed to the traditional “pretty, girly, pink ribbons and glitter” type of look that a lot of stereotypical sissies aim for. And I think it’s because, whereas sissies get off on the idea of being feminized for degradation purposes, the femininity inside of me is literally another part of me. And the more I write this (again, I’m just figuring this shit out as I go), the more I realize that my female side is almost a direct response to the patriarchal limitations bestowed upon me. Guys can’t wear womens clothing without being called a “faggot” (that word is EVERYWHERE in the sissy community), and quite frankly that pisses me off. So you better believe that I would channel my anger and frustration into a give-no-shits woman who would rather wear ripped jeans, a baggy hoodie, and dark red lipstick than a frilly dress designed for the male gaze.

Very…almost unnecessarily…long story short, I think that it’s important for every man who’s had my fantasy to consider the fact that their sexual orientation or identity may be different from what they currently know. At the same time, I think that it’s equally important for everyone to acknowledge the fact that labels aren’t for everyone, that the patriarchal society we live in does effect everyone, and that guys should be able to express their feminine desires without feeling dirty or pressured.

Now, ALL OF THAT BEING SAID, what you said about hormone therapy and proper pronouns being rad options is 1,000,000,000% true! And if you’re reading this right now and you think my feminization fantasy may resonate with you on a much deeper, physical level, then it’s important to know and remember that transitioning WOULD be rad! It’s also a very permanent procedure, and the lines between being trans, having a fantasy, simply being gender-fluid, or having a female persona living alongside your male one aren’t always clearly defined. Do your research and do what would make you most comfortable!

Thanks for the ask, anon! I hope I answered your question in those ten absurdly long paragraphs haha.

fuckmethroughthesheets:

instructor144:

co-worksextion:

Damn, how I wish more people understood this! Puts me in mind of what I call the “You Go, Girl” school of writing one sees a lot on Tumblr. “You don’t have to do X,” “you are empowered to say X,” “you are always in control of the shape of the dynamic,” etc. Mind you, all of that is true and is absolutely as it should be. But, notably absent from these affirmations is anything resembling the idea of consequences. Never a whisper about the fact that the other partner in the dynamic might have his/her own ideas. That the submissive’s free choice to say No might be a No to something that is a must-have for the other person in the dynamic. And that the other person has an absolute right to those must-haves. If not with you, then with someone else.

So, to pick a random example, the submissive says “No anal, it’s a hard limit.” Absolutely as it should be, she has articulated her limit and spoken her truth. But then the other person says “Anal is a must-have for me. Non negotiable.” Nothing in the “You Go, Girl” world prepares the submissive for that. I’ve actually received messages from submissives saying basically, “I told him anal was a hard limit. He said it was a must-have. I wouldn’t budge. So he released me. He’s a horrible abusive bastard, right??” Not at all. You have a right to your hard limits. And he has an equal right to his must-haves. But too many think that “respecting my limits” means “the other person has to compromise their must-haves because thery’re a limit for me.” They don’t have to do anything of the kind.

Consequences.

Can we please distribute @instructor144’s commentary on this as pamphlets? Because so much yes.

denied-and-dripping:

You can wriggle and squirm, but you won’t cum. No, no matter how much you wiggle those sexy, pert breasts of yours. No matter how much you bite your lip, or drip, or beg. You forget one very important thing, slut.

I don’t want your begging. I don’t want anything you have to offer me… other than your suffering and denial. So as long as I want that, you will stay bound to this bench and at the mercy of my vibrator. And for as long as I desire, you will remain orgasm-free.