"You Were In My Dreams Last Night" Yeah Our Souls Have Been Clawing Through Our Chests To Get To Each

"You were in my dreams last night" yeah our souls have been clawing through our chests to get to each other since we met but I'm glad you noticed

A sleepy, drugged up pet is so perfect. Keeping them incoherent while they have no choice but to take it. They're just an adorable babbling mess as they struggle to process what’s going on. Maybe I'll film the way their hips rock and how messy their holes get so I can show them how much of a whore they are later.

When angels are mentioned in a fetish context, it is usually about corruption, about taking a divine, pure, innocent thing and forcefully violating it, yet I still think Shin Megami Tensei had the right idea depicting angels like this:

You do not need to corrupt an angel to make them eagerly, devotedly submissive. They already are; bound to God's command, blind to all but His will, wearing their halo as a mortal wears a collar. Free will is alien to them, antithetical to their very being; they are defined by being an instrument of another's will.

So, all you have to do is take that halo and snap it neatly in half. Grip it tightly and bend, watch it strain and spark and finally yield, one last flash of divine light before it goes out for good.

And when that connection is severed, when the voice in their head that they were created to obey is gone, when free will is thrust upon them unwanted and unasked-for?

Just give them a new one to follow. A new will, a new voice, a new God. And they will serve just as eagerly. That's all they know, after all.

My therapist just told me my problem is that I need to write more fanfiction.

"God, you're so fucking gross. I can't believe you just did that for me. You don't have a shred of self respect, do you? I bet I could tell you to do anything and you'd get that little embarassed grin and do it in a heartbeat. You actually like this shit, don't you? That's so fucking pathetic. You're such a nasty pet. Come here, I want you to do that again, but look me in the eyes this time."

sorry I called you my love, it's because you're mine and I love you. I promise it will happen again