The Real Journey Begins When You Accept That Many Of Your Daily Life’s Elements Are Secondary Traits

Work on a list of names that appeal to him for you to be called by him, his friends, your friends, and yourself.

Names to call it

Abuse whore Asslicker Bitch Bloody stinking mess Bootlicker Braindead set of warm holes Cocksocket Cocktrough Cockwhore Cumdump Cumrag Cunt Cuntface Cuntslime Dogfucker Dumb animal Dumbass Entertainment for Men Filthy pig Fleshlight Fuckface Fuckhole Fuckmeat Fuckpig Fucktoy Fucktunnel Garbage Gutterslime Living toilet paper Pathetic idiot Pig Pissmop Prey Property Punching bag Rapemeat Retard Shit-for-brains Skank Slut Spitbucket Stupid bitch Torturemeat Trash Ugly gash Urinal Useless lump of flesh Wet-pussy bimbo Whore Worthless piece of shit Breeding mare Spittoon Hormone monkey Tit clown Sewer Waste-of-space Fuckservice Spermcontainer Shit bag Humiliation toy Cock sheath Entertainment unit Clit clown Fleshlight

Addendums if you want to make verbal abuse more verbal: …with a pulse …with a breath …on two legs …aka female …formerly known as <its name here>

[THIS USER UNDERSTANDS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DOM/SUB AND TOP/BOTTOM]

Just let it happen

80% of being a woman/cock doll is letting things happen to you. He asks for your phone number, you let him have it. He asks you on a date, you let him take you.

The difficult part comes after the niceties. It can be hard to let go, and let other things happen to you. It may help to consider yourself as a well, and he’s the bucket. You exist to give, he exists to take. If the well is dry, it can’t give anything. If it can’t give anything, it’s useless. (A bucket, on the other hand, will always be useful in any other well.)

He wants to come upstairs, don’t hesitate. Let him. He wants to take photos, let him. He wants your asshole? Well, what did you expect? You let him take you out, you let him do the nice things. Now it’s time to let him do everything else. Men are designed to want and you’re designed to give.

Hubby has been more demanding recently. When he bosses me around, I let him. This may sound like I’m topping from the bottom, but it’s not what I mean. I “let him” in that when he tells me what to do, I’ve actively tried not to resist. He half-jokingly told me to stop talking the other day. The old me may not have let that happen, snapping back with some remark, needing to have the last word to seem strong or witty. But I let myself be silenced, and it was like the endorphins rushed straight to my clit. I am a well full of willfulness that Husband is taking away, one bucket at a time. I’m happier because I let him.

We get so nervous over stupid things. What will other people think? Is this too humiliating? What if he’s just using me?

Let him.

Listen to that voice inside you that says “obey.” Being smart, talented, artistic- these are all good qualities, but they won’t be as important as your servility. You can cash in on them a bit, in that your loss of dignity will be that much greater, your fall, that much harder. But you’ll be simultaneously released from the pressures of being those things.

So when you think you have something important to say, and he decides to put tape over your mouth? Let him. Be grateful that he can see past what you think you need. Give in, let yourself be silenced.

Because when you let him, you can finally allow yourself to love, honor, and obey.

Xoxo Dbts

In a consensual experience, wanting to receive slaps and degradation like this is anyone’s right to choose.

It isn’t for everyone, and that is ok.

If it is something YOU want and like, that is nobody’s business but your own.

You are entitled to pursue a consensual and satisfying sex life with partners who support your kinks and preferences.

If you want to be slapped, it is ok to want that.

If you want to be spit on, it is ok to want that.

If you want to be degraded, it is ok to want that.

Having consensual sexual experiences that speak to your own erotic compass is always ok for you to pursue.

Learn to take ownership of your erotic identity and have some kinky fun. This is not a dress rehearsal.

Enjoy your life.

[any reason for a limit is valid]

I greeted him at the door on 4" heels, a high ponytail, and a satin apron.

He pushed me into my apartment with hungry kisses and desperate gropes.

I peeled back the layers of a long day at work: briefcase with a thud by the door and the friction of his belt through each belt loop. The buckle jingling as it fell to the floor.

He bent me over the table and thrust himself against my back and ass before unzipping and revealing his excitement to me. I ran the stiletto heel up his inseam while using the mental map of his body to guide my hands to revisit my treasure.

His mouth and hands raced to discover every spot that would make me gasp or moan. I cocked my head and squirmed in the shadow of his stature. The high ponytail danced against my skin.

He grasped my long brown tresses at the tip and recalled all the photos and videos in his wank bank of arched backs and bent necks.

He yanked so hard that he herniated C5-6. During the surgery for my artificial disc replacement, my surgeon found a bone shard 3mm from my spinal cord.

The man who whispered in my ear of how i was “marriage material” moved to Toronto 2 weeks after he damn near made me into a quadriplegic. He closed on a house the day of my surgery.

To this day, I jump when someone puts their hands near my head. My ears ring constantly. And every time I see one of you all post a photo of someone having their hair pulled, I think about all the pain one dumb, badly-executed move caused me.

1. Get consent. 2. Give warning. 3. Grab slowly and smoothly at the roots 4. Movement comes from the wrist (minimizes chance of injury to directional force) 5. If need be, let the person with the hair being pulled hold on to your wrist to either limit your movement or as a failsafe. 6. Over time develop trust with your partner to dial up neck extension, force, or speed.

All that and the fucker never even gave me a single orgasm.

Feminism means that every woman has an intrinsic right to choose any kind of sexual energy that she wants for herself in her life.

Watch this video. Really watch it. See how she is challenged by this, and then so clearly feels pleased at having succeeded in providing this service to her partner?

Self degradation as a display of your commitment of service to your dominant partner can take many forms.

Some of the essential elements are:

That it be a task that poses some degree of challenge for the submissive to overcome in order to perform it. The greater the challenge the greater the sense of success and pleasure in having overcome it;

That the submissive performing the task amplifies their feeling of submission and their partner’s feeling of control/dominance when it is performed. Again, the greater the challenge the more rewarding the energy is from performing the task sincerely and successfully;

That it serves to support some value the dominant has, regardless of whether the submissive understands that value. Letting go of “why” is a big part of the trust necessary to overcome big challenges. Understanding comes from practicing together.

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Desiring to serve largely becomes an exercise in practicing the performance of challenging tasks that demonstrate commitment to service.

The dominant partner is going to explore having the submissive perform a variety of low rated and challenging tasks from their checklist because performance of these difficult tasks is how true submission and commitment to service can be most dramatically explored.

Feeling the energy flow as a submissive obeys through extreme challenges is often an intrinsic aspect of this family of kinks.

My good girl, my ashtray, I'm going to smoke my Cuban cigar, open your mouth, I don't want to see a tear fall, the consequences could be much worse, and remember to always thank me 🖤