Yall When Do I Realize I Have Free Will And Can Literally Slut Myself Online With The Most Dark Of My

Hard sour candy is so good holy shit I love sour like if sour candy was a person I’d be on my knees and sucking anything they wanted me to is that weird

Here’s some tortilla it was made with anger 💜

Me and who

Girl wearing a collar and leash with a big orange vest that reads "Therapy Dog" cheerfully ordering two cheeseburgers for herself and the socially anxious girl holding the other end of the leash

Okay but going off my last reblog i fucking lOVE being renamed. Like stripping my identitty away even further than i already do myself and making me personalized just for you. ♡

Our time spent together is custom just for you. Do i get a new name, a new role, a new self. I'll take on whatever it is you give me, whatever you make me, bc thats whats best for me anyway. because im yours to form anyway. thats the best part of my purpose, being a customizable object for whoever picks me up.

So pleaee give me a name when you say hi or when you want to talk or sext or whatever it is. I want to he customized just to you, so its our little experience together. Isnt that sweet? ♡

I know like cum denial is hot and all but like for me it loses its intimacy, the charm of like 24/7 bliss knowing you’ll be used. It’s weird cause like it’s a fun concept especially since I’m like obedience 99.999% to my brat percent but it also feels like I’m being put on a shelf until someone wants to pick me up again and play with me. Sex is how I show love and care and cumming is basically what kissing feels like to the majority like you know? Just on a ramble and I want opinions

Manifesting so hard pleaseeeeee

Ugh, where's a sub with a greedy little mouth for me to use when I need it most, hm?

Oh?

Right here?

This adorably thirsty little pet?

Well hello there, sweet thing. Aww look at you squirming, excited already? Yeah? You wanna please Mommy? God, you're the most precious thing I've ever seen.

Well, I've had a long day, little love. Please just let Mommy lock her thighs around your shoulders, and keep you there for a little bit. Well, maybe not a little. Who needs a vibrator when I've got such a hungry darling already on their knees for me, aching to show me their skills, hm? I can see how excited and squirmy you are, but look at me right now, there we go, eyes on me. Good job. I need you to be my favourite fucktoy tonight. Can you do that for me? Yeah?

Repeat what I need from you.

That's right baby, good job!! So who's Mommy's favourite fucktoy? There we go! Look at that smile. Keep that mouth open for me now <3

Gross fucking filthy little plaything wants to play? You want me to play with you? You think you're worthy enough for me to touch you, you fucking slut? You're such a disgusting fucking thing. You're just a thing. You're not a person with wants, you're my fucking toy. You're my fleshlight. You're my footstool. You're my breeding toy

What's the one thing you dream about doing with your caregiver? Something you daydream about all the time 🎀

How I like it.

That blissed-out, fucked-stupid smile, lips parted, eyes glazed with pure need—like a pretty little trans girl lost in the pleasure of finally being seen, wanted. When words barely make sense, but she just nods, clinging to every touch, every praise, like it’s the sweetest affirmation of who she is. That soft, desperate look that says, more, please. Ruin me. Make me yours. Make me feel real.

Ploop ploop ploop