knowmewell
Late-30’s. MDLB vibe type stuff. He/Him
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I’d really love someone to slide into my DMs and send me spirals and hypnotise me and make me desperate to cum but then deny me. Just… take control of me. Please.
Perfect story.
"Some people require more intense therapy than others, that's nothing to be ashamed of. Therapy is a very specialized process and certain people respond better to certain techniques, wouldn't you agree?"
"..ugh...fu..ghugh...fug..." is all your mouth can utter, as your lips are wrapped around her beautiful, enchanting toes. Your eyes spiral so deeply, so purely purple as your personality melts. The moment her black, glossy toenails slid through your lips your body stiffened, but when her other foot was drawn from her casual office heels and it's nylon covering was pressed against your cock your life was ruined forever.
"You're making such progress, one of the things holding you back has been your grip on gender. So lets start by making you into a very good girl. Now take a very deep breath through your nose and repeat after me: Mommy smells perfect, everything Mommy says is true..."
Please can someone slide into my DMs with some spirals and make me their happily devoted brainwashed toy?
This is one of the greatest Tumblr posts I’ve ever read. I absolutely love it.
"That should be the very last injection of your medication. You've been such a strong patient through the last few months, getting your doses on time. I'm so proud of you."
"I know I said it's supposed to be treating your anxiety, but actually it's been making it worse. See, as your insecurities grew, it was easier for me to manipulate them. You only feel happy around me now, which is why you've been taking me to dinner, and on shopping trips, and why you're paying for my car."
*looks down at where you are, on your knees, the syringe still hanging from your arm. She lifts up her leg and places one perfect goblin foot against your lips, pressing her toes into your mouth until you begin to obediently suck on them*
"Now, you're going to sign your power of attorney, but first you're going to clean each of my pretty feet. It will make you happy. It will make you whole again. It will make you my slave."
Do you want to me to be your girlfriend? Reblog for a surprise in DMs
Reblog this if it's okay to talk to you and be your friend and ask you various questions about your Tumblr pictures/ and fetishes
Imagine having a loving, caring, nurturing girlfriend who tells you she’s booked you a spa weekend as a treat but it’s actually a reconditioning facility to regress you into her helpless baby.
Today a woman on the tube was wearing wedge sandals with long straps that get tied around the lower leg, and a really short gold-green dress. She had beautifully smooth creamy legs. I so wanted to ask her to let me gently and carefully take her heels off and let me massage and admire her feet. Then she could have taught me how to tie them back on, preferably with an emphasis on the correct etiquette (real or entirely made up just for me to adhere to) of tying the laces.
Recently I’ve been having a lot of thoughts about lying on my back naked looking up lovingly at my boss standing over me as she finger fucks my mouth with one hand and teases my butthole with the other. She’d tell me how well behaved and slutty I am as I moan around her probing fingers and thank her for guiding me and making me her good boy.
The weather is so nice and hot and there’s so much warm jiggling flesh around in lovely short and low cut clothing. I want a domme to tell me to walk behind her as she walks, to show deference and to watch her walking and become completely entranced. But I can be a silly boy so I’d probably need a collar and lead so I don’t fall too far behind.
Today I saw a woman wearing a T-shirt as a dress. It came to just beneath her butt and she was stood in front of me on the tube, facing away from me. She had such nice, smooth legs, I couldn’t look away. I just wanted to kneel down on the floor and peek up at her butt. I wanted to show her how much of a dumb simp I could be, mindlessly staring at her sexy legs. I wanted to be easy to tease and control.
Yesterday I acted on this and text the person in question. I apologised for my behaviour and then immediately felt dumb and subby. She replied pretty quickly and we had a nice chat by text.
Now I’m lying at home all hot and horny and thinking about going to her flat and being gently, tenderly told to strip on arrival. My grown up clothes would be locked away out of my reach and my phone would be kept by her, ready to be looked through at her leisure during my stay. I’d be completely trapped and powerless and totally at her mercy and I’d love it.
So several months ago I went on a date. She was nice and she was demanding and she had big boobs and I could tell she’d have been softly nurturing and gently demanding in a relationship. She was even a nanny!
For reasons I won’t go into she wound up making comments I felt were a little too personal for someone I’d only met once and we haven’t spoken since. There was no big argument or anything, and she actually messaged me a week or so after but I (I think maybe foolishly) ignored her.
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been thinking about her more and more and I kind of want to send her a really simpy, subby message telling her about how I want to be her good, obedient boy (she already had a sense of my nature before we even met). There’s just something so hot about the idea of apologising even though I don’t think I was in the wrong and asking her to allow me to make it up to her with chastity time and foot worship and… and just letting her run my life, basically.
Just typing this out has made me really keen to message her. If anyones wants to give me their thoughts in an inbox it would be appreciated.
“I know you’re trying baby. That’s what makes it so sad. You try your hardest and you still fail. Time to stop trying now. Time to switch off and be mummy’s naughty fucktoy.”
Really thinking about this a lot again today. I feel horny and subby and want to get in touch with her and apologise for being a naughty boy and ask her to forgive and punish me.
So several months ago I went on a date. She was nice and she was demanding and she had big boobs and I could tell she’d have been softly nurturing and gently demanding in a relationship. She was even a nanny!
For reasons I won’t go into she wound up making comments I felt were a little too personal for someone I’d only met once and we haven’t spoken since. There was no big argument or anything, and she actually messaged me a week or so after but I (I think maybe foolishly) ignored her.
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been thinking about her more and more and I kind of want to send her a really simpy, subby message telling her about how I want to be her good, obedient boy (she already had a sense of my nature before we even met). There’s just something so hot about the idea of apologising even though I don’t think I was in the wrong and asking her to allow me to make it up to her with chastity time and foot worship and… and just letting her run my life, basically.
Just typing this out has made me really keen to message her. If anyones wants to give me their thoughts in an inbox it would be appreciated.
My boss let me leave half an hour early today. On the way home I was fantasising about her telling me I’d be allowed to leave early in exchange for a good boy worship puddle dedicated to her when I got home, and now I kind of want to act on that…
Brainwash me to be a premature ejaculator who cries with relief and thanks you every time I cum.
Tattoo me. Brand me. Mark me as YOURS. Preferably with a slutty tramp stamp that draws attention to my mummy issues.
Love the idea of being all weak and confused from brainwashing and drugs and knowing I want to fight mummy off but not being able to. Hearing “Hush now, mummy’s got something to keep you quiet” as I’m overpowered and forced down to my knees, where mummy’s cock is thrust into my mouth.
‘Baby, I can see you’re still worried about all this so let me explain again. Of course I don’t mind, that’s what mummies are for. And I know you find thinking around me so hard.
So, I know a man sucking a cock would usually be thought of as “gay.” I know you know there’s nothing wrong with being gay, shush now. Mummy knows. Mummy knows you identify as a straight boy. And mummy knows that you’re worried sucking a cock interferes with that.
But sweetie… it’s MUMMY’S cock. There can’t be anything gay about having sex with a mummy, can there? You see? And even if there was, you love mummy so much that it just wouldn’t matter, isn’t that right? Of course it is! Now why don’t you kneel down and show me what an obedient, well-behaved, mummy-loving cocksucker you can be?’
I want to be trained to worship and adore feet. To the point where my trainer/owner/any hot lady can approach me and when I make eye contact or slip up and goggle at her boobs she can say “My feet are down here, sweetie.” I want to hear that and immediately drop my eyes down to her feet, showing deference and respect and submission, and demonstrating how easily triggered I am.
Yesterday on the way home an Indian woman got onto the train in tiny, tight white hot pants. She had beautiful brown skin and wonderfully thick thighs. I couldn’t stop myself from glancing over at her every few seconds. I think I just wanted to be caught and confronted and embarrassed. I was so desperate to kneel down in front of her and worship.
Fantasy idea: a hot dommy mommy keeps me locked up and denied and teased for a month then unlocks me and tells me I can get sexual relief by putting my peenie on the lip of a toilet bowl and beneath the seat and humping. She could stand over me and tell me what a lucky boy I am to be having sex with a toilet. Maybe she could even sit on the seat and make me stare into her eyes.
It’s my birthday next Friday and the present I want most is for my boss to ban me from masturbating for this coming week and then grant permission on the evening of my birthday, texting or voicenoting me to say what a good boy I’ve been for keeping all my naughty compulsions under control for her.
So several months ago I went on a date. She was nice and she was demanding and she had big boobs and I could tell she’d have been softly nurturing and gently demanding in a relationship. She was even a nanny!
For reasons I won’t go into she wound up making comments I felt were a little too personal for someone I’d only met once and we haven’t spoken since. There was no big argument or anything, and she actually messaged me a week or so after but I (I think maybe foolishly) ignored her.
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been thinking about her more and more and I kind of want to send her a really simpy, subby message telling her about how I want to be her good, obedient boy (she already had a sense of my nature before we even met). There’s just something so hot about the idea of apologising even though I don’t think I was in the wrong and asking her to allow me to make it up to her with chastity time and foot worship and… and just letting her run my life, basically.
Just typing this out has made me really keen to message her. If anyones wants to give me their thoughts in an inbox it would be appreciated.
I kind of want to spend the day at work with an enormous gag in my mouth. I’d love to have my communication capabilities restricted and be constantly drooling. Especially if my boss was keeping me busy with tasks and finding lots of reasons to ask my opinion on things and softly teasing me for not being able to answer her.
Kneel down, look at mummy’s shoes, and tell her you love her very much.