FELLOW SADISTS: Looking for a new way to hurt your masochist sub? Use words like “gyatt” and “bussin” in the bedroom to inflict psychic damage.

you don’t think your that pretty, mm? I might just need to please your handsome body and the only way your allowed to cum is if you repeat over and over and over how handsome, cute and pretty you are until I think you truly mean it and believe it…only then will i allow you sweet sweet release, until then you’ll just have to keep getting edged over and over and over until all you can think about is how cute and handsome and such a good fucking boy you are for me

People will claim to have problamtic kinks and it's just like calling their partner mommy or freeuse. Like, OK, get back to me when you find murder to be the ultimate form of sexual expression and day dream about pulling out people's teeth while they cry.

I wanna play with a pretty sub. I want to leave clear and smooth skin all red and welted and bruised.

I need to ruin someone.

What if I cry and beg you to stop? 🥺

Just found “forced masculinization” and…it’s so- I feel so euphoric but also like “ 😑 duh, I’m a man, what did you expect?” like- like I’ve never heard of this before but I love it so much

one quote said “We give dogs names so they can be told what to do…your old name never fit you anyway.”

and if someone told me that I’d literally fall in love with them istg even though i’m incapable of falling in love…I’d just love them so much platonically

like- yes I will obey I love you thank you I love you I’ll do anything you ask I’m a good boy I love you

We go out a lot in public, and I always make sure to dress and look so nice for you, I always want to be my prettiest. But sometimes it draws unwanted attention and usually I’m aware enough, to fix it. But one day maybe I’m not, and to many people stare at me, and you don’t like that you get rougher squeezing my waist tighter, pulling my wrist rougher behind you. And it’s the people that come up and flirt with me, but I’m to oblivious to notice that really bothers you. So when we get home you push me down, kicking me, telling me what a slut I am, how stupid I act, how I’m not grateful enough for your attention and I just have to beg for everyone else’s (even though that’s not what I’m doing, you just see it that way). You wrap both your hands around my neck, until I’m dizzy almost passed out. You drag me to the room, ripping off almost all of my clothes, tying me to the bed, you keep degrading me, bitting me until I bleed. “You’ll only be pretty to me from now on”, you’d beat me, use my body all my holes you’d never let me cum. And you’d leave me there for a couple days tied up just like that, cum all over me, bruises, bites, dried tears, my throat would hurt from the screams and the choking, you’d come in ever day beating me and using me, but you’d lay next to me after praising me, and that would let me hold on until you finally released me from the room.

I want to have you, I want to possess you, I want to spit on you and destroy you, I want to eat you whole and have you become nothing more than a doll for my own satisfaction.