Sorry I Called You My Love, It's Because You're Mine And I Love You. I Promise It Will Happen Again

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

Can I bully you if I promise to call you a good boy after?

Just hold him down by the throat and jerk him off, it'll fix him I promise

everybody is a dom masc top until its time for scritchies then you're just a good boy

dumb comic

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.