You’re not a person; you’re a carnival ride. By the time I’m finished with you, you’ll be broken down and covered in puke.
Your Nature
Tag: mindfuckery
A Commercial Entity
Hey there, baby! Daddy’s home from the bar, and, y’know what… he’s had an idea
I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve had enough. Enough of you and the cyclone of bullshit that follows you around, dirtying or destroying everything you touch.… Read the rest “A Commercial Entity”
A million cold cash or you never see your little angel again
Eh. Easy enough to make a new one.
Congrats on recognizing the obvious: that females who crave abuse are mentally unfit. So many d/s blogs try to make out that they’re “normal” when it’s very clear that their behavior is so outside the norm it’s not even in the ball field. Not judging, of course, it takes all kinds, but never pretend that you don’t belong with them.
Many things to talk about here, in no certain order.
1. I’m responding to this because you caught me in a moment where your comments intersected with some of my current thinking, and you managed to keep your contempt-to-politeness ratio somewhat reasonable.… Read the rest “Congrats on recognizing the obvious: that females who crave abuse are mentally unfit. So many d/s blogs try to make out that they’re “normal” when it’s very clear that their behavior is so outside the norm it’s not even in the ball field. Not judging, of course, it takes all kinds, but never pretend that you don’t belong with them.”
Do you like us girls broken?
Of course I like you broken. You all go through *so* much bullshit as women, with life slowly molding you into creepy little emotional athletes; by the time you get to me, you’re finely tuned fuck-up-machines who need the right kind of man to work you out and keep your twisted minds spinning in place.… Read the rest “Do you like us girls broken?”
Doing Right
[CONTENT ADVISORY: Don’t believe the title. The title lies.]
I’m raping you because you’re pretty. It’s important you know that.
My sister isn’t pretty. She isn’t smart, either. And she sure as fuck isn’t lucky. She’s just a normal girl– but a couple guys grabbed her anyway, right up off the street.… Read the rest “Doing Right”
I like when I scare you a little, and the way your fear makes you instinctively retreat into your femininity.
I like the way your womanhood so often manages to cloak you and entangle you and gracefully, delicately strangle you.
Know It When You See It
[CONTENT ADVISORY: Don’t read this unless you like feeling sexually paranoid and ashamed.]
No matter the man –be he your father figure, your priest, your doctor, your judge, your boss, your teacher, your student, your lover, or simply your dearest of friends– he will always have his moment.… Read the rest “Know It When You See It”
Once Lost
[CONTENT ADVISORY: This one goes out to a very specific, seldom acknowledged subset of my followers who have periodically asked for a story aimed their way. Please be aware that the piece deals with issues of identity in my usual, fucked up fashion, and thus may be distressing to the uninitiated.]… Read the rest “Once Lost”
Name three girls on tumblr you would fuck
Only three? Okay then, I pick:
1. The girl with the pretty lip that begs to be split, the pretty eye that cries to be swollen, and the pretty, nervous laugh that hides a sob of need and shame that she can scarcely contain.… Read the rest “Name three girls on tumblr you would fuck”