the whimperer

1.5M ratings
277k ratings

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
lizzingmypants
prettylynnpup

Breathe in.

Drift.

Breathe out.

Let your mind wander, pet.

Breathe in.

Don't stop the thoughts, think them and let them pass.

Breathe out.

Allow your awareness to become more and more fuzzy.

Breathe in.

Your mind is working less and less and those pesky thoughts of yours are getting quieter and quieter.

Breathe out.

Doesn't it feel so nice to listen? Doesn't it just feel sooo good? Let yourself feel good and keep listening. Listen to only me, pet.

Breathe in.

The world around you falls away, leaving nothing but you and me.

Breathe out.

Give in.

Breathe in.

You're so wonderfully suggestible now, aren't you?

Breathe out.

And I bet you hardly noticed that happening. Did you notice? Do you care?

Breathe in.

But you're going to let yourself be a good pet either way, aren't you?

Breathe out.

And you're going to thank me for putting you into such a blissed out state.

Breathe in.

So go ahead little pet, say "thank you."

Breathe out.

And you're just compelled to do it. Any resistance melts and falls away, leaving just...

Bliss.

Keep reading

thank youu >///<
lizzingmypants
innumerable-eyes

I really want to go on a double date with another D/s couple

Or,,, actually no, I really want to take another domme out on a date and have our subs there as living accessories

innumerable-eyes

Your domme is getting you ready to go out. She does your makeup; thick mascara to cry off, red lipstick to leave kisses wherever your lips go, pink blush to make you look permanently embarrassed. She dresses you up; crop top, short skirt, high heals, your best collar, contact lenses that make everything a little bit blurry, and ear buds that make everything a little muffled. But she won't tell you where you're going or what's happening. You just stand there all dolled up whilst she gets ready too.

There's a knock at the door, you're lead with a hand on the back of your neck. You're introduced to the woman at the door as "my pet" but It isn't introduced to you.

You're guided to the backseat, your domme takes shotgun. Next to you is another submissive, they're dressed similarly to you but their eyes are spacey and their smile is broad and genuine. You wonder if they're drunk, or high, or hypnotised, or maybe they're filled with toys and sitting on bruises leaving them in a perpetual happy haze of subspace.

Between the obscured vision and dulled hearing you find yourself largely unable to participate in the conversation, your domme orders your food and helps you eat when you need it. The other sub sits opposite you and openly stares at your tits the entire time.

After dinner you're taken somewhere you assume must be the other dommes home. You've given up trying to follow the conversation but you're suddenly aware that the attention of everyone is focused on you. You're sat firmly in a slightly uncomfortable seat, your earbuds are removed and the other domme instructs you to focus on a shiny stone held slightly above your line of sight. The rest of the night is a blurr.

You wake up the next day with the other sub wrapped around you in a dogs bed at the floor of a large bed. You feel sore in any number of places, you assume your domme had fun on her date.

innumerable-voices

My corpse #mycorpse

gentlelovingsiscon
little-lady-doeheart

Something really special about ageplay & caregiving to me is that other forms of submission- at least, the ones I am more used to- do not require you to... admit to your own insufficiency, in quite the same way. Maybe you acknowledge being less smart or less strong or less able to make your own decisions, but you are also imbued with a fundamental usefulness, which actually makes it a lot easier to swallow. In an important sense, there is a sort of power you have in being useful, in offering something really desirable.

but submitting to caregiving requires a painful and difficult step of accepting you don't even have that level of use to offer. wholly insufficient. trusting entirely in someone's willingness to care for you while expecting nothing, to take your most vulnerable self entirely into their hands.

that is a special feeling.

gentlelovingsiscon
juniper-petunia

[said with bags under my eyes and tears streaming down my cheeks] can i please…. just be a puppy for a while….

juniper-petunia

[nervously shuffling in front of you, not making eye contact] hey yeah… i just…. i wanted to see if you wouldn’t mind… just letting me lay my head in your lap… i don’t even need pets just… can you call me a good puppy? sorry i know it’s weird just… forget it it was a joke…

juniper-petunia

[profusely sobbing and heaving breaths] c-could you please just… take some of it off me… i don’t…. i don’t know if i can take it all… can i at least… forget about… some of it? just… just for a minute i’m sorry- i- i know it’s a burden to you i just… i wanna forget- i wanna just be… i wanna be…. f-forget about it don’t worry im… im fine actually sorry…. sorry im so much….

HOW I’VE BEEN FEELING LATELY
gentlelovingsiscon
juniper-petunia

[said with bags under my eyes and tears streaming down my cheeks] can i please…. just be a puppy for a while….

juniper-petunia

[nervously shuffling in front of you, not making eye contact] hey yeah… i just…. i wanted to see if you wouldn’t mind… just letting me lay my head in your lap… i don’t even need pets just… can you call me a good puppy? sorry i know it’s weird just… forget it it was a joke…

juniper-petunia

[profusely sobbing and heaving breaths] c-could you please just… take some of it off me… i don’t…. i don’t know if i can take it all… can i at least… forget about… some of it? just… just for a minute i’m sorry- i- i know it’s a burden to you i just… i wanna forget- i wanna just be… i wanna be…. f-forget about it don’t worry im… im fine actually sorry…. sorry im so much….

gentlelovingsiscon
juniper-petunia

[said with bags under my eyes and tears streaming down my cheeks] can i please…. just be a puppy for a while….

juniper-petunia

[nervously shuffling in front of you, not making eye contact] hey yeah… i just…. i wanted to see if you wouldn’t mind… just letting me lay my head in your lap… i don’t even need pets just… can you call me a good puppy? sorry i know it’s weird just… forget it it was a joke…

juniper-petunia

[profusely sobbing and heaving breaths] c-could you please just… take some of it off me… i don’t…. i don’t know if i can take it all… can i at least… forget about… some of it? just… just for a minute i’m sorry- i- i know it’s a burden to you i just… i wanna forget- i wanna just be… i wanna be…. f-forget about it don’t worry im… im fine actually sorry…. sorry im so much….