I finally managed to get my hands on one of those Nee Doh things recently and I love it!
I just kept thinking about how easy it was to squeeze and stretch it, how quickly the movement of tightening my hand around it became completely natural, almost compulsory.
I’d give anything to have be like that. Just picked up by someone, squeezed for stress relief, and then set back down until I’m useful again. Quietly waiting for the next time I can be helpful :)
xoxo
from crying cause I hate you and think you’re an object for my satisfaction”
taking pics of her sucking my dick with tears in her eyes to show her later when she’s being a brat
And with the words, your vision comes online, you can see again in full fidelity, or at least the rooms needed to complete the task. You walk towards the kitchen with purpose.
*Fetch me my drink. Fetch me my drink. Fetch me my drink.*
Around you, the guests are obviously having conversations with one another. You can even see their faces and their lips move, but all you hear is your command in that robotic monotone voice.
*Fetch me my drink.*
The glass itself is easy to identify. It’s surrounded by a green halo, and even if it weren’t, the footprints you see on the ground in front of you lead directly toward it.
You pick it up. Turn. And follow the path back to the living room.
You read aloud the first suggestion that now dominates your field of vision. It’s easiest. You’ve long since learned that.
“Your drink, Controller.” The soft voice echoes through your speakers.
“Thank you, Doll.”
With the task complete, your vision fades back to a fuzzy blur.
This moves a bit into (my) fantasy. Or maybe a bit into what, a decade or two ago, would have been science fiction. The fun part though is all of the individual pieces here exist right now. Today. All it would take is for someone to put them together.
The last couple posts were about altering perceptions in more or less the digital realm through some simple text manipulations - either by changing what you type or what is displayed. Wouldn’t it be more fun to take that into the real world, where it’s possible to do so much more? Stripping away a couple more pieces of self and dignity.
The core of this is a kigurumi mask. This mask in particular isn’t really meant to transform your identity, but to remove it entirely. Your personhood is sublimated, controlled, and perhaps even physically locked away.
Now most masks have slits or holes for the eyes so you can see what’s around you. But thankfully we have technology! Why not have screens in front of your eyes instead? Cameras can show you what’s there if that’s what’s permitted. Imagine your vision being turned on or off with the press of a button. And take it further. We have the output of machine learning models at our disposal. If you weren’t permitted to look at someone’s face, the mask readily detects that and shows you something else instead. Through Bluetooth, GPS, and beacons your vision could be limited by location (idea for another time: restraint-less bondage).
Hearing is just as easy to restrict. Through some wireless earbuds with active noise canceling, there wouldn’t be a sound that you could hear without it being allowed. Perhaps a hypnosis audio is perpetually looping. Or maybe you don’t hear anything at all until someone addresses you like they would Siri when giving a voice command.
There’s no reason to stop there either. We’ve been working on technology that integrates microphones with muzzles. Ostensibly it’s so people can talk privately in a public setting. But it’s actually perfect for the mask. After all, why should people hear *your* voice? The mic can pick it up instead and you can be made to sound more appropriately. With the press of a button you’ll be made to sound like a drone; with another press your words simply become barking or mewing noises; or maybe you’ll just be put on mute. Beyond how the words are heard, even what words are allowed could be controlled. Perhaps only predetermined phrases are allowed to be spoken. Or through a combination of AI and sentiment analysis, your tone could be adjusted on the fly. No need to worry, you’ll be told what to say. And soon enough you’ll even think that way without prompting.
im under your total control 😵💫 i will be your sex slave when and where you want 😵💫 my only purpose is to be porn
I decided to create a ramble/rant blog, and responses to this image back in 2024 remind me that the Internet has a problem with objectification.
I shouldn’t have to tell you this: Making suggestive/explicit content of people who don’t consent, including nuns, is wrong.
And if you do that or justify it in any way, you’re either a sex pest or have a personality influenced by those kinds of people.
talking while having sex is hard for me even though I love dirty talk and I’m pretty good at writing it. it’s one of the nice things when I sub that I do more pet or toy play because I don’t have to talk. I just can let myself be used 😊
T&A&V, but I’m not really interested in F'ing any of it because I’d rather have the Big I (“intellect”, not “intimacy”: what kind of a freak do you take me for?)
I love how well my toy knows its place. I love how I could call it an object, degrade it and humiliate it, call it a stupid little bitch, and not refer to it as human to anyone else, and its only response would be to get wet and needy. It always sends me pics of its pretty little tits and whatever else I want to see whenever I ask, like the brainless little porn doll it is. I could spread its legs and play with its cute little clit in front of everyone and it’d just whine and buck its hips. It’s so stupid and simple it’d kill itself for me if I asked it to.
the problem with me is that i don’t find objectification degrading at all i’m like “yeah i’m a great toy 10/10”
