I Want A Handler I Want To Be Cared For I Want To Be Able To Relax And Have Less Responsibility I Want

Need someone to force a joint in my mouth until I barely know where I am or how to move. Need them to control my pleasure because they know best and I’m too stupid to actually know what I want hnnnngggg

When he grabs your hair roughly and says “I wonder how much harder I’d have to pull for it to come out” while slowly pulling harder and harder <3333

ignore their incredulity. accept the truth. you have to be cut up to be made whole

I cannot brat at all I'm too starved of praise and affirmation that I'm being good and doing good I will literally follow any command given to me if it means I'll get that rush from the praise I'm given

You know its ok to want to be looked after no matter who or what you are. Nothing against any of the identities im about to use as examples i promise

But you dont have to be a little for me to hand feed you. You dont have to be a doll for me to dress you. You dont have to be a pet for me to wash and brush your hair. You dont have to be submissive for me to bathe you. Or a bottom for me to brush your teeth. You can be dominant and i can still hold you tight and whisper in your ear that everything is going to be ok. You can be a top and i can still run my fingernails up and down your back as you relax into my arms.

There are no restrictions on wanting to be loved and treasured and cared for in any way that makes you feel good

Remember to implement command training in the bedroom.

Place a toy on the ground between his legs and order him to “Sit” as you watch him kneel and put the toy in his cunt until he’s fully sat to the floor

Then while he’s whimpering and squirming make sure to practice “Stay” so he knows not to move while you put yourself in his drooling mouth.

Make sure to give him lots of praise and tell him how much of a good boy he is when he listens to his commands. If he does a good job and gets you off with his mouth reward him by letting him finish on the toy while you tease his dick with your fingers. If all goes well he’ll barely be able to stand after <3

Bonus if he’s collared and leashed the whole time

I want to be so desperate I can't even form coherent sentences whilst you tease me. I want to be tied up on my knees and forced to wait for hours, trying to grind onto the bed but anytime I do that I get a paddle to the thigh or chest.

"please, please... Please."

At this point I'm so fuzzy I don't even know what it is I'm begging for...

"please what puppy?"

"I need you.. please I just need you.."

"where do you need me?"

Id whine in frustration tugging at my restraints, you know exactly where I need you, and you know exactly what game you're playing.

Id try grinding down onto the bed again, being 'rewarded' with another paddle to the chest. Id squeal out lifting my hips of the stimulating fabric.

"you're ruining my sheets... Such a dirty pup making a mess of my things."

"please please please."

"quit your whining, I'll play with you when I want, for now all you have to do is look pretty for me okay?"

Id nod desperately, ignoring my arousal dripping from my cunt spreading across the bed sheets and my thighs, ignoring the throbbing in my tdick.

"I have an idea okay?"

My eyes would light up, hoping, begging, for any sort of stimulation. But my face would drop immediately as you bring out a vibrator, propping it between my legs.

"I'm going to give you this to play with, and if you can be good, and cum when I tell you, not a second before... I'll fill you up with my cock hm?"

Id nod desperately, but you'd turn the toy onto it's highest setting. The intense vibrations overstimulating me, I'd cum within seconds, the strength of the toy making me sore immediately.

"you pathetic slut, I thought I told you to wait? Couldn't even follow a stupid instruction could you? Well now we're going to have to try this until you get it right... Don't you dare ignore me this time."

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"Sit. Stay. Down. That's right, good pup. Now, play dead." You laugh and lay back with your eyes closed. Thinking it's a joke. The way you sprawl out under me makes my cock twitch.

There's a long pause, longer than any other. It's an off key, absent kind of sound.

Lifting your head up a bit, only to be pressed back down firmly into position. "Down. Stay-" You try to peek an eye open but my hand doesn't alleviate from your face. "I said: Stay."

You keep your eyes shut, confusion trickling like cold water down your spine. My breathing turns heavier as I run my hands down your body, "that's it. Good. Stay just like that- you're doing so good."

You freeze. Not moving a muscle as I pry your limp legs apart. Looking up from your pretty little cunt to your slack face, eerily still–you almost look like you're sleeping. Almost– and back down.

I'm bottoming out inside you before I can process the vapid desperate motion. Barely enough thought to pull your panties around your ankles. Holding you down by your head as I growl and quiet you. "shhh, that's right. Don't make a sound. Play dead. playdeadplaydeadplaydead, pup. Fuck- dead things don't whimper. They don't react, shush now."

While I violate you, I feel the dead weight of forcibly relaxed muscles clench and grip my thick cock. The tension and discomfort in you palpable. But your little head is spinning, it feels so good. You have to be a good doggy while you lie there and just take it. Doing exactly as your told. Each thrust jostling you, and you can't even scream. You can't move. You're dead. You're dead and I'm using your holes to jerk off.

A sick twisting in your guts tells you that you're going to cum from being used like snuffbait.

I tell you that too.

Right before I fill you up and clamp a hand over your mouth so you can't breathe and ruin the immersion of the moment for me. I want you to play dead a little longer.

There's a venn diagram of 3 circles labeled masochism, self harm, and spiritual practice, and self flagellation flits between all 3 though not always at the same time

something something throat training and breathplay

Pushing my cock to the back of their throat as soon as they let their lips softly part and holding them down on me.

Seeing their eyes softly glaze over as they struggle for breaths and try not to gag, looking up at me and silently begging me to let them up to breathe.

Once their body weakens and I can see them verging on passing out, I pull out, letting them gasp and cough for air, only for them to open their mouth wider for more, and I do it over and over until they pass out on my cock.

something like that yeah

extra points if they claw at me desperately and leave marks on my thighs and stomach