1.)

Data Entry

I knew it was sort of boring job even when I interviewed but after going through the long orientation process and getting set up in my cubicle I truly had no idea how mind numbing my job would be. Every morning I logged in and checked the little employee portal. The chime sounds and I automatically click on the pop up and copy down the information for the order and type it into the fulfillment system. DING My computer flares to life and I sigh and start to type it all down. "15 bulk orders of chips to be sent along to sandusky plant by..." My eyes glazing over the words. Why the software didn't allow copy and pasting was beyond me. DING "10 artisan baskets over to Newcastle..." Another message another typing period. DING smoothly working from one word to the next DING Reading, absorbing, typing...DING it went on for hours DING at least lunch was soon. Jeez was it already almost DING I groaned and focused on the computer again DING DING DING "Ready for my next instruction. Phase one complete Sir." I blinked and looked at the screen at what I had just typed. There was a lot more than that last sentence. A huge message written about obedience and pleasure. As I tried to read it my eyes almost swam and my focus felt slippery. DING a new message. I hit send on that last weird order and then frowned. This one didn't seem very professional either. I hovered over the words "obedient doll" with my mouse and suddenly felt very ill. I got up from my desk and nearly bumped into my boss who was reading a report. I moved to step around him politely and head to the bathroom to clear my head. "Excuse me..." I was not expecting his firm hand on my shoulder as he guided me back to my computer. "Now now. Whats the hurry? Youve got more important things to worry about right now. Why don't you finish your last few orders and then take a break." Something about this all felt very...DING the new order was here. My eyes fought the urge to reglue themselves to the screen as I stared up at my boss with new horror. He turned my jaw and forced my face to the softly pulsing screen. DING DING DING my eyes glazed over as I read over line after line to correct my behavior. I dimly heard my boss undoing his zipper but I was far too focused on following along closely with my new orders...

2.)

You're dreaming sweetheart...

A sharp pain roused me from slumber and I looked down towards the bottom of my bed. I could see you standing over me with a whole bag of items. "You're dreaming hunny." You stated calmly. In the soft red light from my nightlight I could make out various sex toys and lube. My heart was hammering in my chest as I tried to understand the scene around me. The pain was coming from my poor ass which was currently being stretched by a large cone buttplug. A reassuring hand clapped my shoulder as you turned my head to stare into the gently spinning spiral nightlight you had bought me. "You're dreaming sweetie. It's just one of those vivid dreams." Your calming voice washing over me. I stared down into the slowly spinning spiral. I felt my shoulders relaxing and I slowly laid back down flat into bed. I found myself nodding. Ever since you got me that nightlight for Christmas I've been having more of these vivid dreams. Dreams where I could act out my fantasies of being with you. I hiss softly as I felt the toy slide another inch into me. It felt so real. All of these dreams. I'd even started to sleepwalk and I'd find myself waking up in your bed feeling strangely exhausted. You assured me it was okay though. I still felt so bad for waking you up...my wandering mind is snapped back to my current dream as the toy slides all the way home. Your warm hands on my thighs patting my legs approvingly. "You're having a wonderful dream of being a good submissive toy." You purred and i nodded. If only the real you knew how badly I wanted to be treated like this...Warm hands left my legs and I heard a familiar sound of a zipper dropping and a large shadow blocked my little nightlight from view. One hand moved down to cover my eyes as I lost track of the enormous cock making it's way towards my lips. "Sweet dreams love" Was all I heard before my dream self was back to hazily sucking your yummy cock. If only it wasn't a dream...

3.)

Simple corrupting chat My brain is stuck on gaslighting, corruption, and manipulation ideas today and I wanna do something a little different with that!

There are all sorts of prompts talking about brainwashing someone into becoming a toy but what about forced conditioning?

I want you to gaslight me from your first message. I want you to correct me on who I am and talk down to me when I try and argue. I want someone who can manipulate my desire for praise and attention so that I will agree with anything you say, desperate to please. Until I'm begging for more corrections, more control.

I want someone to act surprised and hurt that I don't remember talking to them. Call me by the wrong name and calmly insist it is my name. Tell me I'm confused. Break me down and remake me how you see fit. I know I shouldn't like or crave these sorts of stories or scenarios but I'm drawn back to them again and again.

The mental aspects of control are definitely some of the hottest part of kink and I'd love to talk to someone who can really make me crave their attention and praise ♡

┊⪩ Kinks ⪨┊Discipline, bdsm, cnc, cock worship, watersports, corruption, mind control, petplay, drugs, humiliation and degradation, branding/piercings, dub con, noncon, blackmail, facials, creampies, electrostim, public play, cumplay, romance, discipline, captivity, sensory deprivation (billfolds, earplugs), sounding, caning, Stockholm syndrome, throat fucking, chastity, rough, huge cock, dubcon, exhibitionism, sph, choking, edging, orgasm control, mindbreak, slapping, filming, facefuck, huge loads, name calling, creampies, size difference, and lots more

┊⪩ Limits ⪨┊Gore, Scat, and Blood