Its Finally Daylight Savings..hopefully That Means The Joy In My Heart Comes Back And Maybe I Wont Cry

its always the way doms ask questions that immediately makes my brain all foggy @_@

‘hm?’ ‘yeah?’ at the end of every sentence has my heart. and when they keep on asking me questions even if they know they’ve dumbed me down to the point where its hard to answer ..

and after they watch me struggle to speak they go, ‘aww, baby i know, i know.’ BDKSNDN… dhejndnrk… ghkn…….

pet play but I'm a tamagotchi and now you have to take care of me non stop or I'll die

Little lambs like me do a certain math when it comes to dogs:

The herding dog is small and nimble, they’re my friend! It’s fun even though sometimes they jump on me and nip me

The livestock guardian dog is bigger and fluffier, and they never bite, they love to cuddle with me and lick my head so softly and make sure I’m okay

The wolf over by the fence is even bigger and fluffier than the others, I bet they’re super nice! I should go over so we can be friends too!

somethign something..nh tdick in mymouth something something under your desk with your dick in my mouth..just keeping it there….blah blah uh.. i just have to take it whenever you thrust your hips into my mouth every once in a while

m so happy being your little desk pet… mumblin a muffled ‘thank you’ against you.. jus need something to do while i turn my brain off for you nd you have your free hand in my hair….. or …something like that

i’m the loyal dog type boyfriend where i lay my head in your lap and you pet me. let me sleep at the foot of your bed. id do anything you ask. waiting for you to come back because it’s only home when you’re here. i’m your good dog i’m your best friend. i’m at your beck and call just say my name. i love you i love you i love you.

damn this joint is starting to taste like you should grab my wrists and pin me to the closest surface and feel me up and tell me all the fucked up things you wanna do to me ahahahahaha

me and the bad bitch i pulled by being scared and nervous like a bunny

I love the idea of being someones favorite object. A pretty thing to show off, their favorite toy.

His praise is that you'd give a nicely working machine, a pretty decoration, a well behaved pet. Caring enough not to break me entirely, fixing me up and patching my wounds when he's done to make sure I'm just as useful next time.

I want to be loved the way you can only love the inanimate.

happy trans day of visibility !! have we figured out the cure for t4t yearning yet ?