How to train your pet slut
I need this, need.
That is such an embarrassing answer and you said it with so much confidence like you were saying something hot oh man…
Why would I be saying something hot about ice cream? If I did that, it would melt all over the place, dummy 🤪
Yes, I’m a sadist. I’m also an extremely sarcastic goofball who fucks around a lot and doesn’t take himself that seriously
Chill out, Anonymous internet stranger; life is too short to waste it being salty. Save some of that salt for your ice cream!🍦🧂🥶😂
Good girls encourage their friends to dress in matching slutty latex outfits.
It's a simple fact of life: Men like to see your shape. We like to have our attention drawn to your curves. We like to see your tits and ass being shown off in a pretty little shimmering package with just enough mystery that we can't think about anything other than unwrapping you like a sweet Kinder Surprise, excited to see which toy lies beneath for us to finger with excitement.
Good girls pornify their friends... so have you been a good girl today?
😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 😍 Your Favorite Bad Influence 😏🖤
It would be fun to brand you with piercings just to remind you at all times that you are owned, and that there is no part of your body that I don't claim as my property.
Every time you open your mouth I want to be reminded that you willingly undertook pain just at the prospect that it might give Daddy slightly more pleasure.
More than that, I want every Man who sees you to know that you aren't someone to take seriously -- you're just a stupid slutty cockslurping whore for Men.
There's my good little slavegirl for The Patriarchy.
😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 🦹🏻♂️ The Bad Guy 🖤
Your tongue pierced with Daddy’s metal, and my collar locked around your neck, there’s no escaping it — you’re just a wet set of drooly holes for me to use in perpetuity.
(If you’re too much of a dummy to understand what “perpetuity” is, it means “forever.”)
I'm a feminist, and this blog is NOT okay. Why do you hate women so much? Women are not objects meant to be used, we have minds of our own! This blog is humiliating and degrading towards women- in other words, it's so WRONG. But why does it make me so FUCKING WET?
Biology over indoctrination.
You are wet because every woman before you for thousands and thousands of generations have individually and collectivley understood their inferiority and found men to protect and fuck them. Some broken academics looking for a paycheck can not undo the biological programming your genome has been endowded with through the wisdom of every single ancestor of yours.
This blog is empowering to women. Unlike the talking heads of academia I do not force you to rise and fight. I want you to be the person you were breed to be. I want you to be yourself and take decisions based on your happiness and not the paychecks of famous feminists loooking for power. Live your life for yourself.
I feel the need after the 2024 American Presidential election to set some things clear.
This is a place for me to flirt with my darkest thoughts and fantasies, and as a sadistic Dominant who wants to corrupt you and make you worse, I often hold back my real world views as I worry they will undercut the purity of my kink persona. After all, I like the girls who tend to be a little bit extreme; I don't want those girls scared away because they find out that behind my cruel tongue I have a soft heart.
The truth is that while everything you read on this blog is built around fantasy, most of it represents the world I authentically wish to craft (or have crafted) for myself and my sexual partners. I use sharp and twisted words to carve a bubble full of new demented possibilities for us, striving to float away into the void together as we as we flirt with and approach the darkening clouds of a thickening thunderstorm. I feel personally charged with giving you an electric experience without the illusions of safe grounding. All this is a concerted practice on my part to redefine reality such that our demons can be liberated from their shackles, freed to frolic in fetish with the hopes that we can truly see each other like no one else has seen us: darkness and all.
And yet, it's also true that in the real world, I would define myself as socially progressive. Even though I love the idea of stripping you of your rights, I believe girls ought to be free to choose to have their rights stripped away from them.
I am admittedly a complicated Man, so let me help clarify my true position for you.
I really DO want to corrupt you. I really DO want to ruin you psychologically and make you compromise yourself for me. I will do everything within my substantial influence to persuade you to make all the wrong choices for my personal benefit, knowing that it makes you shamefully drippy to do so.
I might even make you fantasize about having your rights stripped from you by force, once I know with clarity that is what you'd choose for yourself.
But at the end of the day, it's important for you to understand that's exactly what it is, ultimately: a set of CHOICES that you have.
My goal is to try to seduce you... to make you embrace your most shameful kinks and fantasies, as you rub yourself stupid to misogynistic content or other filth that subverts your normal daily identity in a way you internalize as profoundly shameful. I like corrupting a feminist exactly BECAUSE she is a feminist; it is precisely the notable distance and the stark contrast between her ideals and her fantasies that makes her such an enticing morsel for a monster like me.
I really DO want to goad you into giving up your rights and freedoms to be my stupid slutty slave pet, diminished and degraded. Debased and destroyed beyond all recognition.
And yet, I am OUTRAGED at the recent election results in the United States for what they represent; I am OUTRAGED at the idea that the stuff of all my fantasies might be fashioned by weaker men into an inescapable political reality for all of the women who will never be given the opportunity to make all of the wrong choices for themselves.
If women have no rights to begin with, they cannot consent to giving those rights away. If they cannot give their rights away freely, there is nothing to corrupt. How can you corrupt a creature with no agency? How can I lead you to your own fall if you were never standing to begin with?
The fantasy of you having no rights is hot, and I will continue to propagate it on this blog. Making you flirt with turning the fantasy into a reality is hot, and my demon tongue wouldn't let me stop if I tried. Watching you ruin yourself for me in reality, knowing you'll never be able to go back will always be my idea of a deep and meaningful connection.
Having the government legislate this dark erotic landscape by mandate onto all the girls who never had a choice in the matter is NOT hot. Not outside of fantasy. Not if they never had a choice to begin with. Not if they never had the ability to voluntarily trade their consent away.
Nothing you see on this blog is something I would ever truly do without the clear consent of everyone involved.
Please don't think more of me for my soft heart -- I'm still a monster, I promise. This dark twisted landscape might still well be the reality I would will upon you.
I just want it to be MY will that leads you to the decision. I want to walk you to the edge of oblivion myself, your hand in mine, as I prompt you to choose to take the plunge for yourself. And I want you to always know, after you begged me to strip you of your rights and your dignity, that you were complicit the entire time; I want you to be aware of your involvement in your own debasement, like it was a fun little game between us that just happened to go too far, until there is no going back.
This is exactly WHAT I want, but our encroaching political reality is not HOW I want it. I will never stand idly by and let weaker men force women into subjugation against their will.
Because I know you... you're SPECIAL. You deserve to be reduced by a real Man who is worthy enough to win you over AUTHENTICALLY, rather than by a pathetic pack of insecure boys incapable of earning their own kill as they depend on big Daddy government to step in and do all the work for them.
You deserve so much better, doll.
So I'm going to give it to you by continuing to package up nightmares that I market to you as sweet romantic dreams, slowly conditioning you to land where you truly belong...
... on your knees, with your tongue out, doing what you're made for...
... like a good girl who made the right choice for Daddy...
😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 🖤 The Sweetest Psychopath 🦹🏻♂️
You used to be a person, they told you it was swell, Temptation slept, uncertain, but on those thoughts you'd never dwell. They told you independence was resplendent and complete, Don't pretend you can defend it, never meant what you'd repeat.
For like a pendant is dependent on the neck on which it leans, You need a gent to be perfected, one who sets your new decrees. He expects to be presented with a pretty piece of meat, Since disrespect will get you wet, a bitch defects from each belief.
You used to be a person, but it didn't suit you well, Temptation hid, a lurking in the darkest roots of Hell. Now an ornamental whore whose meant to serve His darkest needs, Just a pretty decoration is all you were starved to be.
😈 Sadistic Empath,😈 🎄 The Decorator of Holes 🕳️🕳️🕳️
Girls, you won't BELIEVE how much HAPPIER this makes you.
This is really important to understand: your head has very limited storage room, so you need to take great care with how you fill it up. This is why I specialize in helping good girls empty their mind out to make room for the things that matter the most.
One of the medical therapies nearing approval for mass production is The Pink Pill, aka Compliance™️. Compliance™️ helps drain away all of the pesky knowledge you've accumulated through your formal education and makes so much more room for the important things, like fashion, makeup, and how to sexually please Men like a good girl.
Pros:
No thinking means no responsibilities. Daddy will take care of everything for his dumb little ditz!
Less responsibilities means more time to focus on what's important: being a pretty little doll for Men!
Being a pretty little doll for Men means you get more attention, and who doesn't like more of that!?
Receiving more attention means that it's easier to become everyone's favorite fuckdoll, which is the highest honor a dumb drooling set of holes like you can ever achieve!!
Your sex drive will be reconfigured to a permanent state of high intensity and can no longer be deactivated, which means you're likely going to be achieving MANY of the high honors described in the previous point, and you'll LOVE it! 😉
AND MANY MORE...!
Cons:
I drippi dummi forever now!? why cant go bak!?
None. Please excuse the illegible mess above; the test subject giving feedback was too confused after treatment to make a cohesive point. After forgetting what she was trying to say she decided it wasn't as important as a pretty tube of lip gloss that she was ecstatic to accept as a gift and start applying right away!
So what are you WAITING for!? Schedule an appointment today to CHANGE YOUR LIFE FOREVER!!
😈 Sadistic Empath, 💊😍 🎓 Patriarchal Minister of Re-Education & Propaganda 📺
Good girls wear as little as possible; that's just a fact.
Your outfit speaks volumes about you. It's the advertisement for a Man to know if you're the gift he wants to unwrap.
If you want to be the pretty toy he picks, you better make sure the wrapping paper hardens his... resolve.
Give Him a reason to slip off the pretty ribbons hugging your body to take the object beneath as His property.
And never forget as the fabric clings to your most private places that you do it in service of Him, even before you've met Him.
Because you're just a dress up doll in search of a strong guiding hand.
😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 😏 Likes Playing with Dolls 🎀
if the bikini bottoms not this tiny then i don’t want it
So many people miss this truth: casual every-day misogynists are boring at best, and irritating at worst. The type of person who can't rationalize or articulate a reasonable argument in defense of their beliefs — a person who is generally insecure, overly emotionally reactive, and needs to denigrate others to feel a certain way about themselves.
In short, they lack self-awareness, have poor impulse control, are generally selfish, and are missing the intellectual insight necessary to do real damage.
I am NOT an every-day misogynist. I use progressive language in speech, and I empathize with people who have different life experiences than I do. I put myself in the shoes of other people to try to understand their frame of mind. My friends, coworkers, and family would all argue that I present as one of the more progressive and warm people they know.
But images can be deceiving. Most of them don't know that I keep girls as slaves and pets. Most of them don't know the depths of depravity into which I dive with regularity in the privacy of my personal life.
So if I'm not a casual every-day misogynist, why then am I the one who can do REAL damage?
It's simple: because my brand of misogyny isn't about me... it's about YOU. It's about understanding everything that makes you tick -- your beliefs, your ambitions, your wounds, your trauma. And not just the surface-level that you share with the world while you wear your mask in public... I peer into and through the eyes behind your mask and I see the REAL you. The version of you that you hide from others. The version of you that you even hide from yourself.
I speak to that long-forgotten girl you'd locked away out of fear, your shadow-self with whom you'd forbidden all contact. I re-engage a dialogue with your deepest source of shame, and then I slowly seduce her and raise her to the surface of your mind's eye.
In the end, I even hold the key to let her escape from captivity... the very key you thought you'd thrown away forever.
A casual misogynist will accomplish none of these things. He doesn't care to understand who you are, or how your mind works.
This means he doesn't know how to hurt you as profoundly as I do.
See, I'll use the language of feminism to disarm you at first. To make you feel safe and understood. But then once you've let me in enough to see the true nature of your soul, I'll start to wield it against you. I'll steal the concepts of your deepest-held beliefs like I've robbed you of your only supply of munitions, only to weaponize your own ideological prattle, aiming it in your direction as you are left utterly defenseless.
Over time I'll gaslight you into betraying yourself, making you violate your own principles, and you'll go along with it because I know how to package it up in exactly the right way to make you melt as I turn you into a drippy wet mess for me.
And I'll do all this for no other reason than waging psychological warfare on you is my favorite hobby, and I get off on watching you succumb to the ultimate psychological corruption at my hand.
See, in the end, at my core, I'm not REALLY a misogynist. Yes, I'll readily use misogyny as another tool in my arsenal to reach my goals, but first and foremost I'm a sadist. I just want to hurt you psychologically deeper than anyone else every could, until your mind is so overcome and addicted to the shame that there's nothing left of the girl you used to be... until you're left with no choice but to meekly accept that you're just a drippy dumb wet set of holes, humiliated and degraded beyond repair. Until you accept that this whole time you were deluded by the lies of feminism, but now you understand the truth: that you're just a stupid slut made to serve cock and bow down in subservience to the rule of The Patriarchy. Until you're nothing but a blank canvas for Daddy to paint anew as I see fit, restoring your life with purpose.
Do you understand the difference now, doll? Let me sum it up for you:
In the end, they all do.
😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 😉 "A Feminist" 😂
35-year-old Mindfuck King 👑. Empaths understand your thoughts; sadists weaponize them against you. Humiliation, Degradation, Daddy / babygirl, brainwashing, bimbofication, objectification, misogyny.
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