Did You Enjoy Being Made To Expose Yourself?

🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀stay dumb

i need these kind of pics to start crediting the artist in them cus some are really good

also yes i do agree to all that :3

Acceptance is bliss little one…

Accepting your place in this world… Accepting what your body is good for… Accepting being pleasure… Accepting being useful… Accepting being hyper-feminine… Accepting your holes are your worth… Accepting thoughts are overrated… Accepting being on edge is best...

Accepting being less…

Holy shit i actually rolled a fat one and gott ssttooonneeddd

In my daily life, I'm a respected gynaecologist in her early 30's. Smart, strong, committed, independent.

When reading your blog, I'm a dumb, dripping set of holes ready to obey ANY man who can easily overpower my hazy bimbo mind.

I wish you would gaslight, degrade, manipulate and strip my career away from me, so that I can make more good girls in an entranced state 24/7

Oh a cunt doctor, how adorable <33

With a promising career? That’s nothing a bit of fucking with your little brain couldn’t fix… As you should know, girls mainly think with their pussy anyway.

It’s what will always keep you below men. You literally want it that way. You’re happier when you’re bitch for men, not having to think for yourself anymore, just following commands <3

I’m sure you’ll make a very cute stay at home slut, without that silly career of yours 🥰💞

✨You evolved to breed, not to read✨

There's a sweet spot, I think, for total mental break. 

Early on in the process of becoming cock-obsessed and addicted to degrading fantasies, it's normal to not take it seriously. It's just fun! Rubbing a little to some not-quite-appropriate ideas is exciting because it's naughty and taboo. It's not serious, though. There's a level of denial about how impactful it is. 

And at the end, of course, that's all gone. There's nothing left but acceptance of how totally those ideas have taken root. No going back, not even any resistance anymore. Just a full surrender of the mind to these compulsions.

Those are both exciting, but the most fun comes in the middle. 

There's a period of being oblivious to how much things are changing. There's a period of realizing it, fighting it, trying to keep together. There's desperation. And then there's what this image shows: acceptance, but before it's fully gripped and locked down hard. 

Knowing you're fucked.

Knowing it's going to get worse.

Knowing you can't undo it now. 

Knowing it's too late. 

And squeezing your thighs together, opening your dumb little fucking mouth, drooling dimly, and riding the waves of self-destructive pleasure that comes along with that knowledge.

Agreed!

Some blogs say "my sexual posts are not an invitation to flirt with me" which is 100% valid

Not for me. I'm a whore. Message me. Anon me. Say the filthiest things you can think of. I love the attention and I wanna be sub human with anyone I can

Hee Hee!

Another quick reminder: you’re just a girl 💞

G.ullible I.rrational R.idiculous L.eaky

Your blog makes me all wet and needy

I hear that a lot, honey <3 Have fun fucking up your little brain. It’s only gonna get worse 🥰💕