Thinking About Having A Pretty Sub

I don't say I need this, but...

*Yes yes yes I need this*

Mommy Wanda who watches all day long how her sweet little girl always seems to be putting something in her mouth.

Whether it's the tip of your thumb, lightly nibbling on it, your pen while studying for tests, how it takes you longer than usual to take your silverware out of your mouth at mealtime, and how when you were snuggled up watching movies, you would grab her hand and give her little kisses all over her fingers and take your time with your lips on them, making Wanda lightly rub your lips with her thumb. Pulling you closer Wanda notices how you get more snuggled against her chest, lightly rubbing your head against it and playing with the hem of her shirt.

"aww my little baby wants mommy's tits in her mouth now? huh? It's been a long day, hasn't it, love? Why don't you come over here and finally put your pretty little mouth on my nipples and finally relax, baby girl?"

Wanda says watching the reddish blush take over your cheeks, taking off her shirt and pulling you sideways onto her lap, so that you rest your head on her arms, grabbing her breast and lightly rubbing her nipple over your lips, inducing you to take it. When you finally grab her nipple, nothing can stop the happy and relaxed sigh from both parties, you for finally being able to have your mommy's nipples in your mouth, and Wanda for finally feeling closer than ever to you.

"Here we go, such a good girl little love, that's it, you're doing great."

Feeling you sucking gently on her nipple, Wanda sees you playing with your hands, so she slowly grabs one of your hands and brings it to her free breast, making you play with it instead, feeling you squeeze and lightly pinch her nipple, sometimes kneading it like a kitten.

"So comfy baby, right? Yeah I know, I'm sure it is."

Wanda gently caresses your face, whispering soft promises of love, while you fall asleep, with the background noise of the TV lulling you into a deeper sleep.

They need to be played with ❣️

source: maplemistyx

Good Girls Sink

Good Girls Obey

Good Girls Rub their minds away

I’m a Good Girl

I Sink I Obey I Rub My Mind Away

I Sink I Obey I Rub My Mind Away

I Sink I Obey I Rub My Mind Away

I Sink I Obey I Rub My Mind Away

Who enjoys the feeling of being conditioned?

Knowing that someone has worked to tweak and mold your malleable mind with every interaction you have. Knowing you've been primed and influenced to a point of no return. Knowing the simplicity of a word or action is enough for you to lose yourself completely.

Triggered by as little as a command phrase. Prodded into an unknown direction by latent pathways your mind has been railroaded on. The indescribable feeling of yourself attempting to resist, fighting with every fibre of your being, pushing to retain your free will. And yet, the impossibility of that task insurmountable, and behind every feable attempt made, the knowledge that you want this.

You want all pretence to fall away. You want to give in completely. You want your mind and body to sink into the clutches of your controller. You want to surrender and enjoy the delicious grip of conditioning.

Drop now and obey into my dm hehe 🫵

😵‍💫🤤

she couldn't resist kneeling at her feet. She needed to be a good pet and obey. Maybe she would let her kiss her legs and hopefully she would eventually get a taste and pleasure her.

Noticing your oral fixation, and feeding into it….

Noticing the way you suck on your drink a little extra when she praises you…

“Thirsty, sweetheart?”

“Good girl, staying so hydrated.”

“That’s it baby, lay back against mommy now.”

Or the way your thumb rests on your lips as you lie against her chest, before she replaces it with her own finger…

“Here, sweetheart. Let mommy rest her hand here.”

“No need to move your head, darling, mommy likes feeling your warm little breaths.”

Gently brushing her thumb over your lips, taking advantage of your innocent instincts before you even realize you’ve begun to gently suckle on it…

“Don’t stop baby, use me to relax.”

“Just like that, you’re okay.”

She smiles gently when you mindlessly paw at her chest…

“Oh? Does my baby want something else in her sweet little mouth?”

“Don’t be shy, baby. Use your words for mommy.”

“Awe, are you feeling that little?”

“It’s alright, mommy’ll ask you about it later.”

“Just suck on mommy’s thumb for now.”

“Such a good girl.”