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i like how at five guys they're like oh you want one burger okay "ONE LITTLE BURGER" and then the guy cooking the burger is like "ONE LITTLE BURGER FOR BABY FAGGOTS THAT CAN ONLY HANDLE ONE PATTY COMING UP" and then if you can't finish it they make you wear a maid costume and handcuff you to the sink in the men's bathroom

Displacing time is displacing space.

There's a story earlier in this blog that I think you'll enjoy

Proposal: an escape room that brainwashes you as you play. If you don't escape in time, you know you're going to end up a mindless drone, but each step of the game, all the instructions and all the activities, are just conditioning you more. It's a test of will: are you going to submit to all these nice feelings, indulge in the conditioning, and fail to escape? Or will you only do what is absolutely necessary and leave the room with a bit of your mind still intact? But then again, why would you bother? You're already this far gone, perhaps it would be better to sink to the floor, watch the screen, and touch yourself until the timer runs out. Doesn't that sound so much nicer? Just relax, just obey. There's no need to escape.

Gustave Courbet - The Origin of the World. 1866

Good Girls at the Slumber Party

CW: Hypnosis

*tap*

My eyes fluttered open, where am I? Had I fallen asleep during the movie? I found myself on the floor of a dimly lit bedroom, I was restrained…no I was being held. Arms wrapped around me in a tight hug. I looked up and I saw a girl sitting in a desk chair, she smiled down at me

“Did you sleep well, pet?”

My memories started to return…the slumber party, the movie, the spiral…this girl…I started to struggle against the arms holding me, which elicited a giggle from behind me.

“Now now, settle down sweetie”

The Girl in the chair waggled a disapproving finger at me, then before I could react she reached forward and-

*tap*

…

*tap*

My eyes fluttered open, where am I? I felt arms around me, holding me in a tight embrace. And I heard a chorus of laughter and giggles from all around. I looked to see…everyone, everyone from the slumber party seated in a circle around me. They were all looking at me, smiling. All their gazes made me freeze in embarrassment. What had I done that was so funny? What happened? I remembered the slumber party, the movie, the spiral…the girl…The girl sitting in the chair just in front of me. She smiled down on me with a light in her eyes

“Oh..so precious…you’ll make a wonderful pet” 

“P-pet?” I stammered, I tried to struggle against the embrace that held me, I glanced back up in time to see her hand coming toward my-

*tap*

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*tap*

My eyes fluttered open, I was staring directly into someone's eyes. I felt hands on my cheeks, holding my head

“Shhhhhh darling, shhhhhhh” 

A familiar voice…from the party…right the slumber party, the movie, the spiral…the-

“Shhhhh, just relax for a moment, don’t think just listen”

Her hand gently ran down my face, crashing my train of thought. I tried to ask a question but it just came out as incoherent babbling. Just as I was starting to get my thoughts in order I felt her-

*tap*

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*tap*

My eyes fluttered open, I-

*tap*

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*tap*

My eyes-

*tap*

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*tap*

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*tap*

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*tap*

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“There we go, you're ready to listen now. Kelsey, could you come over here?”

“Yes Mistress!”

“Good girl, just get on your knees right there okay? Perfect, smile at your friend. Good. Now pay attention to Kelsey here alright? She’s going to demonstrate how the button that turns off your brain works. Just tap her on the forehead and…there she goes. Look at her sleeping so deeply, so prettily. So perfectly relaxed now that her brain is off, and now we bring her back with another…tap, and she’s back. How do you feel Kelsey

“I feel wonderful Mistress”

“Good girl, now let's show your friend a new trick, are you paying attention sweetie?”

Everything felt heavy and slow, I was wrapped in a warm comforting embrace, it felt like I was in a dream

“yes…” 

“Very good, now when a good girl gets her button pressed, her brain turns off. Press it again and it comes back on. But what happens when we hold it down? Let's find out, ready Kelsey?”

Before Kelsey could answer, she reached over and pressed a finger into her forehead. At once Kelsey’s mouth dropped open she took on a vacant expression. Then her eyes rolled back, fluttering…

“There we go, now Kelsey are you awake or asleep?”

“I am awa…aslee…”

She mumbled

“That’s right, you’re not awake or asleep, you’re both!”

The girl in the chair looked at me to explain

“You see, it's kinda like with a computer. You can turn it on or off with a button, but if you hold it down you can do a hard reset, and I can install new instructions before booting it back up. What are your instructions Kelsey?”

“I am a Slumber Party Slut”

“And what does that mean?”

“It means I do whatever any girl at the slumber party tells me to do”

“Good girl! Now it's time for you to receive some new instructions, you brought a friend to take your place, so now you are a Slumber Party Slave. What are you Kelsey?”

“I am a Slumber Party Slave”

“That’s right, a slumber party slave’s job is to tell the sluts what to do, and train them to be very Good Girls for Mistress. And of course…to use them however you like. Now it seems your friend is in need of some basic training, what are you going to do Kelsey?”

“I’m going to make her into a Good Girl, I’m going to make her into a Slumber Party Slut”

“Very good slave”

She removed her finger from Kelsey’s head, and her eyes finally snapped shut. She would have collapsed in a heap if the girl in the chair wasn’t propping her up. The girl turned to me and smiled one last time

“You two have fun”

She tapped Kelsey on the forehead again and she opened her eyes. Then the girl got up from her chair and left the room as Kelsey started moving towards me. My mind was feeling less foggy now, and suddenly adrenaline coursed through me as I tried in vain to struggle free. Much to the amusement of whoever was holding me

“Kelsey! Please just…wait a second”

She just smiled at me, and reached toward me. I had to resist, I had to fight. I tried to focus on staying awake. But all I could think about was the look that had been on Kelsey’s face while she was-

*tap*

I felt myself fall asleep…but I didn’t fall asleep, it was like drifting off but never quite sleeping. Just the falling and falling…falling…falling…falling…falling...falling…

“You are a Good Girl”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“I am a Good Girl”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“Good girls love Mistress, Good Girls obey”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“I Love Mistress, I obey”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“You are a Good Girl”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“I am a Good Girl”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“You are a Slumber Party Slut”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“I am a Slumber party Slut”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“You love to serve other Good Girls, you will do whatever any other Good Girl tells you to do”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“I love to serve other Good Girls, I will do whatever any other Good Girl tells me to do”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“You are a Slumber Party Slut”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“I am a Slumber Party Slut”

falling…falling…falling…falling…falling... 

“Good Girl”

falling…falling…then she lifted her finger

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*tap*

My eyes fluttered open, my friend Kelsey was smiling at me. Where was I? Of course, I was at the slumber party. I was wrapped in a warm cozy hug, but whoever it was let go of me. Kelsey stood and looked down at me. I felt unsure of myself sitting on the floor in front of her

“Uh...what now?” I asked, feeling stupid. Kelsey just kept smiling at me.

“Now you can eat me out, slut”

I just nodded and crawled toward her, I was a very Good Girl

A Ridiculous Hypnofetish Dream  I Had

A few nights ago, I had this dream. I’ve been doing orgasm denial all through November, and my dreams have gotten… intense. It is not like my usual stories and follows some absurd dream logic, but, here we are. I was very conflicted about sharing this because it’s not a thing I talk about often and is very embarrassing for me.

CW: noncon, snake stuff, tiniest mention of vore

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I am walking in downtown New York.

I know exactly where I am. I am visiting a dear friend. We are spending a few days together; she has set up a little picnic in one of NYC’s enormous parks. It is a bright Fall day, still tepid and warm out despite the season. We are getting an early start to get set up; she is talking to me about who I will meet at the gathering. Friends of hers that she is sure I will like.

On our way, I see a few cats hanging on apartment steps, lounging in the sun. I am a little surprised that they are so relaxed and allowed to be outside, but I will never argue with seeing more cats in my life.

As we walk, I see one apartment that has a small garden in gravel behind the sidewalk, with a few plants. There is a cat rolling around in the foliage and dirt.

I do another take.

The cat has a snake wrapped around its body. It is struggling.

“I’ll catch up,” I tell my friend.

I walk over to the scene. Both the snake and cat lift their heads to look at me, uncharacteristically human-like glances.

The cat is a gray-white tabby. The snake is green, coils obscuring the tabby stripes, and head just a bit larger than I’d expect with big, piercing golden eyes.

“Shoo,” I say, a bit lamely, and then try to make myself look threatening.

The snake uncoils itself, spooked for a moment, but before slithering away, it looks at me, and somehow, it looks annoyed.

The cat rights itself and licks its paw. I pet it, and easily pick it up; so tolerant. I place it on the steps.

“It’s dangerous out here,” I tell it. “Your owners probably should take you inside.”

The cat does not respond.

I see my friend just a ways up ahead, waiting for me and with a couple more people now, probably a few of her friends.

I look back and see the cat sitting on the stoop, and my eyes find the snake who is now hiding in a bush, still looking annoyed with me.

Cautiously, I turn my back and go to catch up.

I try to shake the feeling of being followed.

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The picnic is very pleasant. There is delicious food and some community events in the park, and soon our small group becomes large and mingled with other people from the neighborhood. I am having a good time socializing. My friend is flitting in and out, periodically going back to her apartment to get more food or cups.

A man I haven’t seen before walks up and starts chatting with the people in our little corner. He is laughing, and he has a sharp smile. I idly watch him for a moment, and then he looks over at me, and smirks.

His eyes are that same golden piercing color as the snake from before.

I am suddenly very, very scared. A small snake, however angry it was at me for saving its prey, did not feel very threatening to me.

But a snake that can transform into a person, a snake that made it a point to stalk me and now make fast friends with our little picnic…

He walks over, smiling wickedly.

“Hello,” he says. “Have we met before?”

“Um,” I say, nervous, averting my eyes. “I don’t think so?”

My heart is pounding in my chest. Everyone will think I’m crazy if I call him out for what he is. But am I in danger? Did he come to get revenge on me somehow?

“Well it’s sssso nice to meet you,” he says, and it is pure malicious, the way he drags the ‘s’ out, and then I realize that something is terribly, terribly not in my favor.

I am scared, but I am horribly, horribly turned on; his sibilance, his eyes – this is too close to secret, early fantasies, the ones that make me break down, the ones I can’t resist.

“Look,” he says, more quietly.

I look up at him.

He is triumphant, and I have no doubt in my mind that he knows the way my body is responding to him.

And for a moment, I meet his eyes, and I notice them beginning to swirl with color.

I gasp and look away as he laughs.

“Doesn’t it look good though,” he whispers as I stare at the ground. I stiffen; he chuckles and walks away, finally.

It is abundantly clear to me what is happening in this situation.

He followed me here to get back at me for taking away his dinner. He knows what I want most of all. He is going to use my desires to lure me into becoming docile so he can…

Well, I don’t know what he is going to do. Hurt me? Eat me, maybe…

…That seems most plausible.

Everyone at the picnic seems enamored by him. He is charming and charismatic, and I just try not to look at him, try to lay low.

But soon, I hear him call above the gentle hum of laughter and conversation.

“Anyone want to try something fun?”

People gather and giggle and ask what it is.

He grins. “I can hypnotize some of you, do some party tricks. It feels really good, I promise.”

My heart sinks as the crowd ‘ooh’s and ‘ahh’s and talks excitedly.

I can’t say anything. I can’t do anything. I stand there shocked, staring at him.

He looks directly at me.

“Any volunteers?” he asks.

A few girls titter and blush, but he doesn’t stop looking at me.

“What about you?” he says, smiling coldly. “You look like you could relax a little…”

Again, hissing the word.

The people I’ve met are egging me on, telling me to do it as he pierces me with that gaze, and I can’t help but think about how it would feel to stare into his spiraling eyes and lose myself, despite the danger, how turned on I am…

I mumble excuses, decline as much as I can.

“Alright,” he says. “Want to see me do it on someone else first? That’s fine.”

A girl from the crowd steps up, shyly.

He looks at her, pleased, and shoots me one last glance that says, ‘Watch this, if you dare.’

He is standing just a few feet away from her now, and he doesn’t stop grinning as she fixes his gaze on him.

“Just look into my eyes,” he says.

The crowd hushes.

The trap is too good – do I break the social norm and look away, save myself from the temptation and eroticism, or do I give in and watch, see how he does it, feel my desire climb?

I look…

His eyes are spiraling and my pussy clenches as I see the colors blossom over and over from his pupils. My eyes dart to her, and that was a mistake – her jaw is loosening, her mouth beginning to soften into a little ‘o’, eyes widening and reflecting the colors in his eyes, and then she gives a sigh… Her mouth turns up into a pleased, soft smile…

I can’t. I can’t watch this anymore. I’m gasping for breath. I squeeze my hands into fists, trying desperately to keep composure.

I hear him wake her up, and the group begins laughing and making comments. Again I’m reminded, as I’ve always been reminded in my life, of how different the general social response to hypnosis is. No one is crippled like I am. To them, it’s a fun game.

He looks at me, and I feel raw, intense desire and shame.

He smiles and it is so cruel.

“It felt good, right?” he asks the woman.

“Yeah,” she said, “really good.”

“Really good?” he says, teasing, making a scene of it.

She laughs. “Yes, really good!”

“Yeah, when I hypnotize people, they’re like, ‘ohhhhh, it feels so good…’” He moans openly and the crowd welcomes the bawdy tone, laughing and encouraging.

I watch in horror as he imitates her face, eyes swirling with that smile, and then distorts it, makes it almost cartoonish as he smiles wider, rolls his eyes up, opens his mouth, lets his tongue loll…

He goes through a few more expressions, all pornographic depictions of someone in deep trance, and I feel myself yearning for it, as though he’s showing me what I might look like, how good I would feel if I just gave in.

The crowd is howling.

I am shrinking into myself in a corner. My pussy is throbbing, needing. I have never been this turned on in public before. I can’t move. I’m doubled over with how badly I want this.

He leaves the group for a moment and walks towards me, and I give a little whimper; in such a short time, my body and brain have strongly, deeply associated him as the object of all of my desires.

“Looks good, right? Don’t you want it?” His voice is dripping with victory, sexual and cold.

I can’t even breathe.

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Demon / imp friend who keeps pretending they can't control their tail⤵

Pretending to be bashful when it winds its way around your thigh or wraps around your waist.

"Oh! Sorry haha, this damn thing. Like it has a mind of it's own 😅"

You let it slide because you like them, until one day you see them not so discreetly catch a pencil with their tail and manoeuvre it expertly back into the pen holder on the desk it fell from.

You pretend not to notice, your sneaky suspicion now confirmed.

So the next time they're sitting next to you and their slinky tail starts winding around the fat of your thigh, you're so ready for it.

"You're doing it again."

They turn away from what they were pretending to focus on, act all bashful and start apologising,

"Oh shit, I'm sorry."

Before your demonic friend can retreat, you cross your legs, effectively trapping their coiled tail between your warm thighs.

"It's alright, I don't mind."

You say dismissively, as you lightly stroke the arrow shaped point at the end of the tail with your thumbs.

You feel them shiver and look up to see them practically panting, staring down at you with heart shaped eyes and hot cheeks.

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The Perfect Pet

cw: Hypnosis, Pet play

I was on my way home from work when I got the strangest text:

Tiff

Hey slut could you run by the laundromat and pick up my clothes?  should be in the third machine from the door.

You

Uh sorry I think you have the wrong number

It was a pretty embarrassing thing to accidentally text a stranger, I couldn't help but think that whoever this had been meant for must be in a pretty quirky relationship. I reminded myself not to be so judgemental, then I got another text

Tiff

Whoops forgot to do the thing lol Slumber party time

“I’m a good girl, I’m a good slut” I muttered to myself, my body suddenly felt very heavy. My arms fell to my sides and my eyes fluttered for just a moment. Then everything felt normal again. I lifted the phone and quickly reread the text conversation

Tiff 

Are you there, slut?

You

I’m here! Sorry about that Miss Tiffany,  You want your laundry right? I can be there in fifteen minutes

Tiff

good slut no rush lol key is under the doormat

I hurried over to the laundromat anyway, it just felt so good to obey. And if I was a good enough girl, then maybe she’d even use my mouth today. I grabbed the clothes and made my way to Miss Tiffany’s apartment. Once inside I took a moment to reminisce…there had been a slumber party here a few weeks ago, my fourth one I think? It was hard to tell them apart. Then I quickly texted Miss Tiffany back.

You

Delivered! Do you want me to fold them and put them away?

Tiff

Sure lol if you wanna 

I got to work, the rest of Miss Tiffany’s clothes were also unfolded and scattered around her room. So I cleaned up all of those too.

You

All done Miss Tiffany!

I waited a few seconds…then a few more…I bit my lip, anticipation building...until suddenly

Tiff

Good girl

I let out a soft moan and my legs felt weak. I basked in it for just a moment. Then I was already texting again

You

Is there anything else I can do for you Miss?

I felt a little disappointed when she replied:

Tiff

Na can’t think of anything, ur good

Feeling disheartened, I got ready to leave. Only for my phone to buzz again, sending my hopes soaring

Tiff

Actually, you gonna be busy for the next hour or so?

You

No Miss!

Tiff

Cool, why don’t you wait for me Just get comfy on the couch and press your button for me slut

You

Yes Miss!

I sat down, and raised my index finger in front of my face. I let my eyes focus on it, then I tapped myself on the-

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*Tap*

I was lying down on the couch now. When I opened my eyes all I could see was Miss Tiffany’s beautiful pussy. My mouth fell open and she lowered herself onto me. She road my face while I did everything I could to pleasure her, after all if I did good enough she might-

“Good Girl”

My hips thrust into the air while I moaned into her, it was so much better hearing it out loud. She continued to pepper in ‘good girl’s' between her pants and gasps, and I got so fuzzy that all I could think about was the taste of her. Finally she was finished using my mouth. She got off me and slid me onto the floor, where I went to work dutifully massaging her feet. She stuck a toe in my mouth and I sucked it happily.

“That was great, you’re getting better at that slut. Such a good girl”

Her foot in my face stifled my moan, and she giggled at me. I noticed it was my phone she was scrolling through while I worked. 

“Looks like you got a few other orders while you were out. But you’ve been a good slut today already, want me to tell them to get someone else?”

I shook my head as much as I could with her foot in my mouth

“Of course you don’t, such a good little slut” 

She glanced back down at my phone and read to me

“Well, it looks like Mina wants you to do her homework, Alice wants her dick sucked, and Kelsey just sent a picture of a maid dress and told you to come over. You got a busy day ahead of you slut”

She pulled her foot out of my mouth and let me stand up, she handed my phone back to me with a smile, I went to put it in my pocket, then realized I wasn’t wearing any clothes. I quickly got dressed and made my plan. I could go see Alice first, then I should probably pick up Mina’s homework before going to Kelsey’s cause the maid thing was gonna take all day. It made me so happy knowing I was going to be such a good girl for them all.  

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I wasn’t sure what else to do, Mina’s homework was done, and I was all out of maid tasks. Kelsey was fast asleep, she had spent most of the day surprise groping me while I worked on cleaning her dorm room, and apparently that had really worn her out because she didn’t look like she was waking anytime soon. I had been hoping for one more ‘Good Girl’ to finish off the day, but it was fine. I was a good slut, I was happy just to be used. I got dressed and headed for home. Another task came in over my phone. But rather than eagerly accept I found myself texting that this slut was tired and done for the day. I received a ‘good girl’ in reply which left me dizzy. But during the walk home, I found the day's activities began to fade from my mind. I had gotten off work, hung out with some friends…and now I was going home. I was standing outside my front door when I got one last text.

Mistress

Hey there cutie :) Did you have fun today?

Another wrong number? In the same day? I texted back to clear up the misunderstanding.

You

Yes Mistress

I stared at my phone, and tried to figure out why I had just typed that, and also why this stranger was named ‘Mistress’ in my phone. But before I could even begin to feel confused there was another text

Mistress

That’s good to hear I’ve been keeping an eye on you, and I think I’ve decided to make you mine Doesn’t that sound lovely pet?

You

Yes Mistress

I stared dumbly at my own thumbs as they typed out and sent the message for a second time. I received one last text, then everything went fuzzy.

The next thing I knew, I was standing somewhere else. I was in front of a completely different door, with my arm raised as though I had just finished knocking. Before I could spend any more time figuring out where I was, the door opened and a dazzlingly beautiful woman was standing inside. She smiled at me, I recognized the smile.

“Perfect timing sweetie” 

From behind her another girl walked out of the apartment. She had a vacant expression on her face, and didn’t even glance at me as she walked down the hallway towards the exit. The woman gestured for me to enter

“You’re up next, come on in” 

I did and she shut the door behind me

"Honestly I decided I was going to keep you from the moment we first met, breaking you mind was just so much fun"

"Um...thank you"

I couldn't really understand what this lady was talking about, but before I could think about it more I was distracted by the sight of another young woman who was curled up in a pet bed in the corner of the room. She was naked aside from a leather collar around her neck. I stared at her wide eyed while the woman took a seat on the couch. She laughed when she saw me looking

“Jealous?”

I tore my eyes away, my face turning red. I looked at the woman. There was something so familiar about her but I couldn’t quite place it. She laughed at me

“You are just adorable all confused like this, take a seat”

She patted the couch next to her, and I obeyed. Good Girls obeyed…something was swimming up to the surface of my mind Good Girls obeyed…

“Mistress?” 

I heard myself ask, it was like I was listening to myself from underwater. She smiled at me 

“Why don’t we get you all comfy pet”

She took me by the shoulders and pulled me down, she adjusted me until I was lying on her lap looking up at her. Somehow she seemed even more gorgeous looking down on me like this. There was a voice in my head that was still confused, still wondering why all of this was happening. But that little voice got quieter and quieter as I stared into Mistress's eyes while she gently stroked my hair.

“So do you remember why I called you here?”

I was suddenly broken free from my stupor as I struggled to process the question.

“Uhh, I’m uh…I’m…uhh”

She giggled and placed a quieting finger over my lips

“You don’t need to worry about it pet, you don’t need to worry about anything anymore” 

I sighed, that seemed so nice. She gave me another loving smile as I relaxed into her.

"Now pay attention pet, there's one last thing you have to learn about the button that turns off your brain. You know it can be pressed and you can be turned on and off, you know it can be held down and you can have new instructions installed. but did you know you can be reset completely?"

I just stared up at her, not fully comprehending

"It's true! I can just erase everything and start from scratch. and its going to feel so so good, you'll probably just cum the moment I do it. Then everything in your mind will be gone forever, doesn't that sound good pet?"

The words simply fell out of my mouth

"Yes Mistress"

"Good Girl, would you like to say goodbye?"

"...to who Mistress?"

"You silly"

She leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. My eyes rolled back and my mouth fell open as I gasped and moaned, pleasure I had never felt before wracked my body as my mind went blank.

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“And now that everything in your mind is gone, I’m going to fill it back up. Your time as a slut did so good training you into my perfectly obedient little toy. But you aren’t a Slumber Party Slut anymore, you’re just Mine. You belong to me, and as far as you know, you always have. There is nothing else, there has never been anything else. You live here with me, and you do as you are told, because you are my perfect pet, my very good girl. All you need to know is that I am your everything. and Awake”  

Mistress snapped her fingers and gently pushed the pet off her lap

“Pets don’t wear clothes”

Mistress said, and the pet started stripping while Mistress left the room. When the pet was naked she fell to her knees. without Mistress in the room there was nothing for the pet to do, nothing to even think. The moment Mistress returned, She consumed all of the pets attention. Looking for a sign, waiting for a signal. Mistress smiled at Her pet and approached, She was holding a collar in her hand. She put a finger under the pets chin and tilted her head up, then tightened the collar around the pets neck. Without a word She clipped a lead to the collar, turned around and walked away. The pet followed behind on her hands and knees, the pet enjoyed the pressure on her neck as Mistress gently pulled her. 

“The leash is gonna stay on for a while, new pets are so very dependent, and I wouldn’t want you to wander too far”

She stopped in front of a computer desk, leaned down and clipped the other end of the leash to a hook set up beneath the desk. With another gentle tug She dragged the pet underneath, then pulled up a chair and sat down. Mistress rested her feet on the pet and went to work on something. The pet curled up and started getting comfortable in her new home…no…this had always been her home.

I liek this one

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