Call Me Caesar The Way I'm Getting Penetrated 23 Times.

you can place maids in envelopes and mail them to other households!

Very true

I want to be clear, it's all about the unrelenting devotion. It's even better if it's someone I trust doing the alterations. I trust they won't hurt me, and I can't even resist if I tried. Because that's how it should be. Absolute, unyielding devotion to your mistress(es).

Yes I like the concept of Yakumo Aka, how could you tell?

I want to be turned into a haunting echo of myself, just slightly out of tune. All my values, desires, and ambitions twisted to suit another's end. Yet, I also want them to still remain. That way, when people who knew me before encounter me again, they are reminded of the ghost I once was.

I assure them, of course, that I'm far happier like this.

Red Fox (Vulpes vulpes)

Observed by irkuem, CC BY-NC

Crash

someone should put their thumb on your tongue and hold you by the jaw

GOOD GIRL?!? GOOD GIRL?!?! what are you trying to do, make my day, huh? make me feel valued and respected? make me blush and smile like like an absolute fool, huhl?!? well it worked

there’s a war between Sucking and Fucking

actually supervillains with kid hero nemeses are hysterical bc if i was a billionaire and i found out the kid who was also my nemesis was a preteen orphan i would simply adopt them. oh you’re going to stop my nefarious schemes? how when you’re grounded. go to your room

also literally fucked a man so hard yesterday that today i found pieces of my bed on the floor

I adore trans women’s voices. Every single one of them. Doesn’t matter if they’ve trained for years or if they’re just starting, whether their voice is soft and lilting, deep and sultry, or something beautifully in between—I love them all. Maybe it’s instinct, like a subconscious comfort in hearing voices that reflect my own, voices that remind me I’m not alone. That we’re not alone. That our voices—however they sound—carry the weight of something powerful, something real, something ours.

And gods, don’t even get me started on how absolutely intoxicating trans girl voices are when they whimper and whine—or when they drop into something low and breathy, thick with heat and need. That perfect mix of softness and hunger, gasps and moans that send a shiver down my spine, a voice cracking on a desperate plea, a husky growl in my ear as she presses me down, fuck.

I don’t know, I just really love trans girl voices, no matter what. :3 Its why I so desperately love T4T also thanks for indulging me in my ramblings. Have a wonderful, gay little day. I love you. 💖