I’m A Good Girl… My Cunt Controls Me… My Pussy Controls Me… My Clit Controls Me… I Like To

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Yes, baby.

Yes, it’s possible to learn to like anal. To love the feeling of being stretched there, being filled. To crave it.

But I don’t want that, baby.

I want you to hate it every single time.

I want you to cry while I fuck your ass, I want you to beg me not to and promise anything and everything just so I won’t do it again.

I want it to be my favorite hole anyway.

Will you do that for me, baby?

Stop thinking and just listen.

Feel good.

Be happy.

Get brainwashed.

Be a Good Girl.

what's your edgeslut level?

✨ Level 1: drippy baby - you edge for awhile each time you want to cum~ you watch your usual porn. it feels so good! maybe it's getting a little longer each time? there's just no way you could go overnight! unless...

✨ Level 2: perverted prince/ss - you like how needy you're starting to get 💕 your taste in porn is getting a little more degrading...anytime you think about it during the day, your clit/dick starts throbbing. just one more day, and then you'll cum. probably...

✨ Level 3: depraved darling - you're starting to crave...permission 💗 you're edging to edging porn now, scrolling through denial tumblr. you've found yourself trying to look dumb and sexy when you edge, spreading your legs more, maybe sticking your tongue out. you've even submitted a few anon asks or texted your partner begging permission to cum. sometimes you cum anyway, other times you wait. it feels good to get permission, but it's scary: sometimes it feels better to be told no...

✨ Level 4: gooning goner - you don't know if you want permission anymore 💋 it's been weeks now. are you even still keeping count? you're edging to porn of other people cumming. your holes/dick are constantly leaking, and it's getting too easy to start with "just one edge" and wake up to find hours have gone by. when you cum or ruin without permission, you start begging to be punished. mantras are constantly running through your head, even when you're not edging: good toys don't cum. wetter is better.

✨ Level 5: needy numbskull - you've lost the ability to cum without permission~ you're edging to recordings of people being degraded and punished. you feel so vulnerable and impressionable all the time; it makes you scared even as it makes you feel aroused. it's hard to think even when you're not edging. the mantras in your head are starting to change: my orgasms don't belong to me. i'm more useful when i'm denied.

✨ Level 6: addicted doll - you stop thinking about cumming at all; you stop thinking about whether you should worry about how dumb you're starting to get. you strip naked and kneel every time you edge, tongue out and drooling, feeling only vague embarrassment. you edge to porn of yourself being punished for ruining without permission, or being forced to ruin. there are still certain things you won't do, even for the chance to cum, but you debase yourself almost voluntarily for your betters now🧡

✨ Level 7: useful idiot - you sneak away to edge at work/school 💖 you don't even need porn to edge now. you don't even need to think about it, or to be told to do it - you just do. you only beg to cum in order to humiliate yourself further for your betters, to give them pleasure in saying "no." you don't want it anymore, hell, you don't want to do anything but please them. you'll hump the air for their amusement, you'll lick their cum off the floor, you'll let them punish your cunt/dick for even thinking it deserves to cum. the mantra's changed again, your final form: pathetic sluts don't deserve to cum. pets like me are made to be needy. if the thought of cumming even crosses your mind, you run to your betters and beg to be punished until it goes away. who needs a chastity belt? you've broken yourself all on your own 💋💕💗💖💓💘

[captioning or tagging this post with my DNI/hard limits will get you blocked. i need to keep my notes safe for me 💕]

ive been trying for months to stop watching porn and stop touching myself because i feel so yucky and sinful and bad because of it. and i was doing so good for a while too, and barely had any slip ups but then stupidly looked through the cuckquean tag this morning and i ended up finding this blog and i guess seeing the words "just know that you will always return. these urges will never go away." did something to my brain and i recovered all of the porn and smut from my recently deleted folder and ive been edging all day to it 😵‍💫

ermmm so yeah

Excellent! I’m so happy that I can assist you with your relapse into depravity and edging your brains out.

But seriously…

Contrary to the false narrative signaled by traditional social norms, sexual fantasies like these (and much more) are absolutely normal and even part of healthy sexual practices. Practically everyone. Every one of us… has sexual fantasies that are extreme. It’s just often not socially acceptable or advisable to express them openly to those around you. Many of those fantasies will never actually be acted on and that’s okay too. It’s not yucky, bad or harmful beyond the stress you put on yourself over it being declared negative by some. As long as you now the difference between fantasy and reality as well as don’t put your well being in any serious harm because of it, you have nothing to stress over. Feel good now and rejoice in your naughty predilections as part of a perfectly normal, healthy sexual life practice.

So be free to embrace your relapse now and have fun edging your brains out. If you need more help feel feee to reach out via dm. No shame. (Unless it gets you off)

I'm going to slowly change everything that turns you on. I'll use hypnosis, conditioning, and gaslighting, until all that gets you off is degrading bimbo objectification. No normal sex will do anything for you.

If you're treated like you're a human being, you'll be turned off. Even the thought of being in control of yourself will be disgusting to you. At the same time, being told to smile because you're pretty, or someone obviously staring at your tits and ass will have you soaking your panties.

Just for fun, that's all I'll do to you. I'll only change your sexual desires. Let's see how long you can stay an independent woman, when every night you rub yourself to thoughts of being face fucked by me while I show you photos of hotter bimbos.

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"A simple sexy swimsuit picture, the kind that barely was worth noticing suddenly became a call to embrace the patriarchy, to expose her body, to destroy her boring life and be reborn as something else. It was the power of language: it got inside her head more than anything else, because thoughts were built on language itself-- to read was to let some foreign mental being colonize her brain, just for a little while. To read was to surrender and let someone else’s thoughts inside her. It was a profound intimacy, a sort of consensual mind rape. "

-@theprettynosferatu

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Sadists are wierd because if you look up at them with teary red eyes, mascara running down your face, whimpering, crying and begging them, it just gets them harder, more exciting and makes them want to do more of whatever is causing your distress….

It’s me. I’m sadists.

That is deliciously awesome! You will be much happier and fulfilled. Your owner must be very proud.

Live your purpose!

I’m a dumb edged out cunt. I never deserve to cum.

You know

That fantasy you drift to in your mind when you want to  touch yourself.  You’re not sure if you want to  touch yourself  now but you  keep thinking about it  .   You know when you  think about will you  edge yourself,  it always makes those thoughts stir deep inside you.   They stir when you think about how edging makes you feel and what that means for your satisfaction.  Edging is exciting for you, good for you and fun.  Learning this is exciting.  We all have memories of things we’ve learned, and maybe you can even remember your very earliest memory of learning, when you learned what it was like to learn. Maybe you were with a group of people or with someone older, but in that moment, you knew what it was like to learn, and everything seemed right. It sounded true, and it felt real. In a lot of ways, it’s like  this voice  a voice of experience and support. So when you think about what it is you’re going to learn, and you listen, you can hear  this voice  … and if you listen… really listen… you can hear  this voice  right now… speaking to you, right from the very center of who you are. This is your voice of experience and support. I have a voice like that, and you have  this voice  too… and even in the quiet moments of your thoughts, you can always  hear this voice … guiding you, protecting you and keeping you from harm.