I Don't Regret This.

i think asagiri’s new favorite character is aya bc can anything else explain why both of her father figures just fucking dissolved in the same chapter

Edging makes me docile

Edging makes me fuzzy and relaxed

Edging makes me spacey and empty

Edging makes me obey

Edging is good for me

Cumming is for master

Its good to make master cum

I will not cum without permission

Cumming is bad for me

I am his good girl

I am his good edged out bunny

I will not cum without his permission

I need casual dominance. So badly

A hand in the back of my neck when we're out. I get a squeeze when I need to shut up.

A hand on my lower back, or on my thigh, resting close to my cunt. A constant reminder who it belongs to.

Want my outfits picked out for me. Or how I should do my hair

Wanna ask permisson for going out, for drinking/smoking, etc.

Orders for when to touch myself and when not. When I can cum, when I edge. When I wear panties and when I'm not allowed

Getting rewards when I do good.

Outfit checks and pictures whenever they demand it

Maybe even a rough bed time or reminders to drink water.

Not in the controlling way but the caring way. I wanna turn my little head off and just trust that I'm being taken care of while being good for my owner. Im their little pet, they take care of me and in return I am theirs entirely

Thinking about the seemingly inconsequential parallels between Dazai and Chuuya from when they were younger to now. Chuuya always used to fight with his hands in his pockets while Dazai had a coat over his shoulders. And now Dazai fights with his hands in his pockets while Chuuya has a coat over his shoulders.

Chuuya fought with his hands in his pockets so he wouldn't lose control of his ability and humanity by proxy, and I wonder if Dazai does the same now as a symbol because he doesn't want to lose control of what he's worked toward. How Chuuya used to revile his hands, now Dazai reviles his own because of the reminder of blood spilled and people killed and to not take two steps back to that dark place.

But it could also be something simpler—their habits just rubbed off on each other that much. And the fact that they copy each other and either don't realize they're subconsciously doing it or maybe they have brought it up, makes me feral.

Hey<3 dms and asks open

Isn't it funny how cute, young girls gravitate towards older men?

How silly that hearing "I'm almost a decade older than you" makes them want to kneel and pull Daddy's pants down to slurp on their manly cock instead of scaring them away.

I suppose it makes sense. What girl would go for boys their own age, so immature and unfocused, when they have an experienced, older man who can either spoil them rotten or turn them into the object they've always desired to be?

Young girls know what they want.

And that's nothing else than getting railed by Daddy's adult cock.

life is so crazy

use a catheter on me. fill me up before going to sleep, water, soda and of course a lot of tea. in the morning I'm desperate, pleading for my morning release, but you don't let me go. I'm squirming, even standing is really painful. I think it's finally over when you come to me at my catheter, but you just attach a funnel and fill me up with your piss. at this point my bladder is unbearably stretched, it just hurts. I beg you to let me pee but you have other plans. you dress me in a slutty outfit, short crop top with no bras and a tiny skirt without panties.

"we're going to the grocery store" you say. and that's it, my begs are usless.

every step is painful, my legs can barely hold me but fortunately the store is near. we go through the aisles, you order me to bend to take some stuff, just to see my ass, my bare pussy showing off and whimper escaping from my lips. it hurts so much, I need to empty my bladder. we wait in line for payment, luckly an old woman allow us to pass.

"you should go first since you're pregnant, such a lovely couple" she said, pointing towards my bulging belly. I can barely smile, the bladder is so full and stretched, you smirk. "you're so kind ma'am, wanna feel the baby?" so you guide her hand to my belly, prodding and squishing it, I just wanna cry. the old woman starts touching it too.

"please..." I manage to whimper. "oh poor girl, you must be so sensitive, you might need a massage" said the woman, starting touching harder to help but just getting me more desperate. you chuckle, seeing how the ma'am was unknowingly torturing me.

"thanks for the advice, I'll treat her at home" you smirk. after paying and getting back I start begging you. on the floor of the house I'm just a whimpering mess.

"don't worry, I got you" you said, just for you to turn me over, my bladder pressing on the floor in a hurtful way and your cock sliding into my tight cunt.

"please so full... to full..." I can only whimper, my bladder stretched to unbearable limits. you continue pounding into me, while I cry until you cum and cum again. my pussy abused, overstimulated and red, your cum filling me even more. you let out some other sprout of piss, just to plug it in me and leave me on the floor like this, a whimpering and crying mess, full, hurt and bruised, with my belly stretched out and bulging a lot. piss and cum filling me up.

"get up, you have my bath to run" you order. it will be a long day and I can already barely crawl without crying in pain.

pretty please??? (MDNI)

Let your mind be corrupted, darling! Let your psyche fracture and be influenced by me, and make it so everything you stand against becomes everything you love.

Because after all, a good girl doesn't need to think. A good girl doesn't object. She simply obeys. A good girl does whatever Master tells her to even if before she was completely against the idea.

Simply imagine yourself being absolutely disgusted by something, and then turning into a dumb, horny puppy who ends up doing the filthiest stuff in order to please her Master, and in turn discovers she actually loves it as well.

Just give in, love. You will be so much happier being a slave. <3