Bert And Ernie Go To Ikea

"Enough to ignore what you want, and give you what you need"

I'm very intimidated by how much doing anything vaguely in control makes me feel very uncomfortable and unhappy.

I was rude to Momma at the store the other day because my old boy brain decided to try and control things due to my worry of not being helpful enough to her.

I'm so happy I have Mistress to help 🥰♥️

Devotion

(cw: hypnotic elements, feralbreaking)

I scowled at the affini, trying again to yank my hands out of the leather and rope bindings. No good; they were firmly attached to the O-ring on the ceiling, a thick line connecting from that down to my outstretched wrists. I couldn't move from the spot, as there was a similar setup keeping my feet in place as well.

"What, that all you got? Going to tire me out from standing all day and hope I'll break?" I rolled my eyes and growled, "I'll never break."

"Perhaps you would, or perhaps not." The affini smiled, resting her head in her palm as she watched my struggling. "Fortunate for you that this is merely the beginning of what I have in mind, then."

Next came a metal rod that spread my ankles wide, cold to the touch and jangling with every kick I attempted.

"But not just to break you."

Then came her claws, cleanly and efficiently tearing through cloth as easily as air. I shivered as the air hit skin, and felt my face warm as she stopped once more to gaze at me.

"I want to show you how it feels to love me."

Yet still, she wasn't done.

A pair of strange cups that attached to my nipples.

A strange harness of rope, worn around my waist and thighs. A strange tool was attached, the tennis ball-sized head pressed directly against my...well.

A blindfold, leather on one side and soft smooth fabric on the other, cutting off any trace of light as it perfectly sat on my face.

Several injections from her vines, each one a slight prick of pain.

And finally...a thick pair of headphones, snuggly covering my ears.

There was a soft *click*, and then her voice came through.

"Now I have you where I want you. Well....almost. In a moment, I am going to leave you, but I will be turning on a few of the devices. You'll figure out the rest soon enough."

"I...what?" I was rewarded for my question with a stinging pinch on my nipples, causing me to suck in air through clenched teeth.

"That stung!" Another pinch, sharper this time.

"Welcome, petal. Are you ready for your maintenance?"

I stayed silent.

"Good! Why don't we get started, then.

"Your name is toy."

I clenched my teeth and hissed, "Fuck you."

Pinch. "Your name is toy."

I scowled. It pinched me again when I didn't respond.

"Your name is toy."

"Go fuck yourse-OW!" It was much harder this time, enough to have me twist in pain. The drugs she had given me had only multiplied my sensitivity, and even these pinches were already driving me insane.

"Your name is toy." Pinch.

"Your name is toy." Pinch.

"Your name is toy." Twist.

"ALL RIGHT, FINE!" I bellowed out, unable to keep going. Anything to stop the pain.

Silence for a beat, a moment. Then, "Your name is toy."

"My..." I swallowed, wishing I was anywhere but here. I breathed, "My name is...toy."

"Good toy." The vibrator increased in intensity, pulses of pure pleasure spiking up my spine and knocking the breath out of me in whimpers and whines. It felt too good, it felt too good.

The burst continued for a few more seconds, then lowered to a barely more reasonable level. I thrashed, trying to escape, trying to do anything, but-

"Your full name is toy Lysilla, Third Floret."

I felt it. I felt the urge to just agree. I didn't want to feel the pain again. I knew it wouldn't stop until I gave in, now.

I still remained silent.

The next pinch on my nipples tore a white-hot scream from my lips, the searing pain causing my legs to give out, hanging limply from my wrists.

"Your full name is toy Lysilla, Third Floret."

"My f-full name...oh, god...my full name is toy Lysilla, Third...Floret." I felt pinpricks of tears soak into the fabric of the blindfold at the words. I almost didn't realize I was saying them.

"Good toy."

The pleasure rushed back in a flood, the pinching and twisting on my nipples changing to soft kisses of cool soothing harmony. I moaned before I could stop myself.

"You are a toy." Why did her voice have to sound so...so nice?

"I'm a toy."

"Good toy. you are my toy." Why was she even doing this? I had nothing to tell her, nothing to offer.

"i am your toy." Fuck, I could feel my control slipping. I needed to...i needed...

"Good toy. A Good toy obeys."

"A Good toy obeys." i needed more. Stars help me, but i needed more pleasure. It felt far better than it had any right to be. my hips moved on their own, thrusting in time with the pulses.

"Good toy. A Good toy relaxes."

"A g...a....goodtoyrelaaxxx..."

"Good toy. A Good toy sinks deeper."

My mouth stopped moving, but I repeated the words in my head, and in doing so they were real. I sank like a stone, deeper and deeper down.

"Good toy. A Good toy loves its Owner."

A Good toy loves its Owner.

i felt it. i felt my heart leap at the idea of Her. Of Her smile. Of her voice. She was...She was everything.

"Good toy. A Good toy feels its love build."

It did. It grew and grew, swelling like a symphony, rising like a sunrise, Growing like an old oak tree. i needed more. Love was obedience and obedience was submission and submission was pleasure and i needed more, and so i loved Her more. my pleasure was my passion for Her.

"Good toy. A Good toy is molded to My will."

i loved to be molded by Her. How did She already know? She was just that Good. Good enough for a Good toy to love, which i did with the utmost fervor.

"Good toy. A Good toy..."

---

The headphones came off first. The harness second, and the nipple patches third.

She saved the blindfold for last. "Hello, toy."

i stared at her as one did a Goddess, as one did after seeing daylight after decades of darkness. my love for Her had blossomed, just as She had intended. She wanted it, and so it was. And it was Good.

"i love you, Miss Lysilla."

"Of course you do~" She leaned down, taking my head in her palms. i nuzzled into them contentedly.

"And toy? I want you to know that I love you too, for always and forever. More than anyone and anything else in the universe and beyond...

"Enough to ignore what you want, and give you what you need."

Gonna ramble here cuz I’m having an odd kind of night.

I won’t pretend to speak for anyone else, but one of the alluring parts of HDG, maybe the most alluring part, is somewhere out there in the big wide universe, there’s an Affini for you. This massive, towering, immortal alien that is out there for you, who loves you in ways that you might not fathom.

They love you enough to dedicate decades, if not a century of their time and efforts to keeping you safe, content, and fulfilled.

They love you enough to mark you, to place upon your neck a permanent reminder of that all encompassing love.

They’re waiting out there to take you into their vines, strip you of insecurity, worry and doubt, and pull forth the absolute best version of you, a version of you that will be happy for the rest of your existence.

You will be happy, you don’t have to worry about the how and the why anymore, it doesn’t matter, you are loved, and you will be happy.

You can literally show any submissive trans girl the original human domestication guide contract and ask her "well petal?~" and she will visibly blush.

the peasantry n rebels all accusing my giant thick frilly princess dress of being a sign of the opulence n wastefulness of royalty but rly its practical n i need it bc all the heavy ruffles r good at keeping me from visibly tenting it

Affini: “I got that dog in me”

The trans fem puppy girl that’s wrapped around her core and won’t let go: “hmph”

I love my dad, but fuck this shit makes me realise how much my Mum fucked me up..

I've become literally emotionally absent the last 7 years and haven't allowed anyone to properly help me

Relying on Mama now to help me with things leaves me with these deepest feelings of utmost guilt.

I hope I can heal enough now to show her I can be worth her time and effort 🥰♥️

Even now, reading what I just wrote above shows that I'm making such things transactional, when I should just be accepting her love, care, support and focus.

I really was broken. I think I still am, I hope I can do better for my poor suffering Babygirl brain.

3 days without Dr*gs to numb my feelings is a record at least.

Really hate how “mommy and daddy issues” just a jab at the child and not the parent

🫠 puddly

*tiktok voice* Recreating The Jelly Suck And Fuck For My Therian Bug Girl Girlfriend

let's have fruit with mama