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littl3kitt3 · 1 year
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theownedpet · 2 years
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Needs
There often comes a time, when I am left alone, when the little parts inside my brain fall silent and the thoughts roll around as waves-unconstrained, unstoppable and for the most part, unheeded.
Those thoughts crave, beg, scream to be taken- broken apart and remoulded, again and again. The utter loss of control, handing over myself to be used, broken and then rebuilt with care is heady and addictive.
There are times when clothes feel too restrictive, my skin feels like it's being caressed by tiny feathers, all I can think of is adding stimulations that didn't even exist before for me. I feel like I'm turning inside out and deep inside me there is a throb, a rhythm, that keeps on begging for more and yet, for the life of me, I can't comprehend more of what.
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redaislynn · 2 years
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Body suit
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theownedpet · 2 years
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The Realisation
It's simple, and there had been enough foreshadowing about this as well. The deep hunger in me, the throb that makes me mindless, the inner voice that is screaming, begging, to be taken, is not going to be satisfied with sex.
The act in itself is pleasurable, but not fulfilling. I've sought it out multiple times, to slake the thirst within, but the need in me is like a wildfire and no amount of physical stimulation is coming anywhere close to even partially relieving it.
Only Sir's commands, bring presented to him, the total, complete surrender of my will, to be used, to be guided, to be taken - only these make sense to me anymore. Its like, I'm living in a world within a world and in this small slice of world, I'm the hungry li'l pet and he's my Master.
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glitchedcheshire · 2 years
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💖💖💖
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