Keystrokerxxx - You May Call Me “Sir”

Take my money…

This is a warning to other subs so they don’t have to experience what I did. And hopefully I can help someone avoid an uncomfortable situation.

Warning about someone with a blog named l-s-b, l-s-b-3, l-s-b-4 and something like l-u-r-k-s-t-r-a-n-g-e-r. I’m not sure I have the correct tumblr handles. His blogs get deactivated and he makes new ones with similar names. His blog has a red background and a red picture with a man wearing a black mask. His blogs have been popular.

I talked to this man for about 3 weeks. He tried to pressure me to send him nudes and audios. He seems really nice at first but he suddenly turned on me.

Please share this so we can spread the word. I wouldn’t want for anyone to experience being pressured into anything they don’t want to do.

she’s shy but will do ungodly disgusting things just to hear “good girl”

“A 3lb ball of squishy jelly subconsciously piloting around a meat robot” is a fucking excellent line.

“you can’t let your mental health affect everything” sorry. my bad. i forgot that even though my mental illness is In My Brain, which does Everything for me, that’s not an excuse for my mental health affecting everything i do. so sorry.

les Commandements de l'esclave parfait

1) Obéissance: totale, immédiate, en tous lieux et à tous instants. 

2) Confiance: la confiance en ton Maître sera totale, absolue et sans réserves. Jamais tu ne contesteras un ordre aussi pénible soit-il ou une décision aussi injuste soit-elle.

3) Docilité: tu réagiras et agiras instantanément au rythme des regards, des mots, des claques ou de la cravache. Le cérémonial des différentes postures doit être parfaitement maîtrisé, les postures parfaitement exécutées sans faute aucune

4)  Patience: tu n'auras jamais avoir un mot ou un geste d’impatience quelle que soit la situation ou la posture imposée.  tu  vivras l’attente à l’état pur, car une partie essentielle de ton plaisir provient de l'impuissance réelle dans laquelle tu seras maintenu, de l'imprévu, de l'attente, de l'anxiété qui tourne à l'angoisse. tu ne protesteras, ni jamais ne révéleras un quelconque sentiment, car tu dois te convaincre que tu n’es qu’un vil mâle ravalé au rang d’esclave  muet et servile ou d’objet, positionnable et utilisable.

5)  Technicité: tu maîtriseras à fond les techniques amoureuses, sensuelles et sexuelles que le maître t'indiquera et tu les appliqueras consciencieusement avec attention et plaisir.

6) Humiliations: elles font partie intégrante aussi bien de ton dressage que ta condition d'esclave. En privé souvent, moins souvent en public.

7) Exhibition: un esclave s'exhibe fièrement pour son Maître et son Maître l'exhibe fièrement aux autres. Exhibition publique et privée: il te faudra perdre toute notion de pudeur, de décence, de réserve ou de honte mal placée.

8) Utilisation sexuelle: s'y attendre partout, n'importe quand, n'importe où et en toutes circonstances. Etre en permanence prêt pour le maître et ses amis.

9) Punition: corollaire à l’obéissance, tu subiras des punitions soit pour désobéissance soit pour prévenir une désobéissance potentielle ou une faute. La punition est un des aspects essentiels du dressage d’esclave, et tu apprendras aussi à rechercher certaines claques ou coups de cravache ou de cane ou de ceinture comme un témoignage de satisfaction de ton Maître, qui te les consentira comme l'on consent un sucre à sa chien.

10) Rôle: savoir où est ta position et quelle doit être ton attitude et ton comportement en toutes circonstances. Tu veilleras à ce que ta tenue soit toujours parfaite en fonction des circonstances et des désirs du maître même non exprimés qu'il te faut deviner et prévenir. Il est essentiel de te donner sans réserve, sans rien attendre en retour que de mériter le rang, le titre et la dignité d’esclave, car pour un mâle blanc ayant des tendances marquées à la soumission, devenir  esclave est un privilège exceptionnel. Il est entendu, compris, admis, accepté, qu'il ne s'agira jamais de jeux de rôles, mais bien de ta mise en servitude permanente 24/24.

Les belles queues noires dominent

This blog is pro tits and anti Nazi

I know I post degradation and humiliation but please know I believe the following things:

1. Black lives matter

2. Men and women should be treated equally (unless in a dynamic chosen by both)

3. Donald Trump is a racist and a rapist

4. Just because I'm inferior, doesn't mean all women are

5. LGBTQ+ people should have 100% equality and freedom, and are welcome in the kink community

6. Pedophilia is not a kink. Leave kids the fuck alone.

Reblog if your “likes” are more perverted than your posts

Mine definitely are

This series is outstanding, as are her other stories.

There is a lot of very badly written porn out there but this is most definitely an exception.

Sisters part 1

mind control, subliminals, female/female, male/female, female domination, incest

Don’t wanna be

Thinking

Thinking

Thinking

Kenzie loved this song! She couldn’t stop listening to it ... It was running through her head all through class, but she still couldn’t get enough. Five minutes passing period? In went the earbuds! Walking through the halls to that pounding, entrancing beat ...

Don’t wanna be

Thinking

Thinking

Think—

So fun to be

Giggly

Giggly

Gigg—

Don’t wanna be

Thinking

Thinking

Think—

So fun to be

Giggly

Giggly...

Her toe was tapping all through Pre-Calc. Her lips were moving, too. Occasionally she almost thought there were words, but ... No. Just a great beat. Nothing she needed to think about. Just to keep listening to ... and enjoy.

Off to lunch! And the beat caught her again.

Don’t wanna be

Thinking

Thinking

Think—

So fun to be

Giggly

Giggly

Giggly...

With her earbuds back in, she smiled at everyone passing. Kenzie was in a great mood today! There was an extra sparkle in the air, and she wanted to smile at everyone. And they were smiling back! What a new and wonderful experience!!

She giggled to herself. “I forgot how much fun smiling was!! Hee hee!!”

Don’t wanna be

Thinking

Thinking

Think—

Normally, Kenzie was a serious and studious girl. It’s not that she didn’t like to have fun, but she thought a lot about her future. She would graduate near the top of her class, get into a great college, start off on a fulfilling and socially responsible career that also made her financially independent and then ... then she could have fun. Simple.

It’s fun to be

Simple

Simple

Simple ...

But today she was ... Well, today she was just in a good mood. That’s all.

Don’t wanna be

Brainy

Brainy

Brainy ...

It feels good to

Obey

Obey

Obey ...

“Honey?”

Home now, at her desk, and Kenzie had switched to her home headphones—the big ones that shut out all external sound and let her enjoy every nuance.

“Honey?” Her mom touched her arm, and Kenzie ... woke up. She blinked, paused the music, took off her headphones ... languorously, like she was stretching after a nap. “Yeah, mom?”

“You know I don’t like you listening to music while you’re doing your homework.”

“I do it all the time, mom. And it helps. We’ve talked about this.”

“Yes, well ... I’m not so sure about that this time. You were kind of just sitting there. I think you’ve been looking at the same page for the last half hour... New album? You seem obsessed with it the last few days. It’s like the Hamilton thing all over again.”

“Actually, it’s just one song...” she said sheepishly. “But it’s amazing—it’s like I hear something new every time I listen to it!”

“I see. And you’re going to have to listen to it until you learn all the words, like you did with that Guns and Ships?”

“I don’t think there’s any words to it Mom.”

“No? Sounded like you were singing along to something...”

Kenzie blinked. Was she? There was a faint memory...

You wanna be

Sexy

Sexy

Sexy

She giggled. “No Mom. Just humming.”

“Well, take the headphones off for now, anyway. It must be distracting you, you’re not getting anything done. Dinner’s in half an hour.”

Kenzie put the headphones next to her on the desk. But within minutes her hand crept over to them and picked them up again, almost without her being aware of it. They hugged her ears and she slipped back into her light trance, her eyes closing and her vapid smile growing...

You’re gonna be

Dumber

Dumber

Dumb—

Cuz dumber is

Funner

Funner

Fun...

“Kenzie! Dinnertime, let’s go!”

Wow, where did the time go? She felt ... spacey. And she was ... sitting on the floor, against the wall? When did that happen? She stood up slowly, feeling dizzy. But in a good way. She giggled. Everything seemed sparkly and happy. She hadn’t done a thing with her project, but it didn’t seem important right now. And she felt warm ... like some of the happy sparkles were inside her body.

She giggled again. She was aroused!! Parts of her felt very sparkly indeed! Hee hee!

“Kenzie!! Call your sister and come set the table!”

Chloe! She hadn’t talked to her older sister all afternoon. But she MUST go find her! She must thank her!!

You love to be

Bubbly

Bubbly

Bubbly

She hurried down the hall.

And listen to

Chloe

Chloe

Chloe

“Omigosh omigosh!! Like, thank you for the music!! I love it!!”

Her sister, two years older, smiled... And if there was something wicked in the smile, something predatory, Kenzie was too bubbly to notice. “Oh, I’m so glad. I hoped you’d like it. In fact, if you like that one, I’ve got some other songs I think you’ll love ...”

“Really?? Oh yes please!!”

“And if I can give you my advice ...” Chloe leaned forward.

“Uh huh??”

“I think you should listen to these songs on your headphones while you sleep.” She moved even closer, whispering. “Aaaaalllll night....”

Her breath was hot on Kenzie’s ear, and she shivered a little. It felt so good to obey. Especially to obey her sister.

“That’s a great idea!!”

Chloe smiled. Grinned, really. Like a shark. Or the Grinch.

“Gooood...”

*****

The saga begins!!

Hey remember when we all used iPods? *giggle*