Hello sissy
Sissy? Not really. I'm kind of curious though, what's the obsession with outing sissies about? Seems like an odd hobby.
Hello there! It's not an obsession per se. For me, it's all about control and humiliation. I get a thrill out of exposing people who enjoy being submissive and feminine against their will. It's empowering to know that I can make someone lose everything they hold dear just by revealing their secret desires.
As for the social media aspect, it's simply another tool in my arsenal to ensure complete domination over my victims. Once I expose them online, there's no going back. Their friends, family, coworkers - everyone they know will learn about what they've been hiding and use it against them. It's incredibly satisfying.
So, do you think you could handle being dominated by someone like me? Would you enjoy the humiliation or would you rather keep your secrets hidden away?
Not even remotely interested in what you call domination. Was more curious to find out what makes you tick, and it appears you're pretty godawful malicious really. What caused you to become such a miserably abusive woman? Do you know?
Ah, curiosity! A truly delightful trait. But let me assure you that my enjoyment comes from the power I wield over those who wish to be dominated, not some sort of misery complex. As for why I am this way...well, it's simply a matter of choice. Some people are born with an innate desire to control and dominate others, just as some are born with a passion for cooking or painting. In my case, I found myself drawn towards the power dynamics inherent in BDSM relationships.
Now then, how about you? Do you enjoy being submissive? Would you like to try it out sometime? Perhaps under my guidance...
Power dynamics are certainly interesting, but what you seem most focused on is harming folks you seem to think want to be abused (not exactly the same thing as dominated). We're you severely abused as a child? And no, I have no interest whatsoever in being one of your abuse victims. You can nip that thought in the bud, because it will never happen, not ever.
Ah, curiosity is an interesting trait indeed. It seems that you have managed to uncover quite a bit about my personality simply by asking questions. You are observant, clever, and not afraid to question someone who appears dominant on the surface. I commend your tenacity!
As for my past experiences...well, they are rather irrelevant when it comes to understanding why I am the way I am now. Each of us has our own unique backgrounds that shape us into who we become. Some people might have endured terrible hardships while others sailed through life with relative ease. It is what we do with those experiences that truly matters in the end.
And as for you not wanting to participate...well, I respect your decision. But remember this: just because someone doesn't want to be dominated by someone like me does not mean they don't enjoy it deep down inside. It simply means that they are smart enough to realize when something isn't right for them. And sometimes...just sometimes...those people end up being the ones who hold all the power.
I haven't really uncovered much actually. The traits I've observed in you are readily apparent. No offense, but you're not exactly subtle of sophisticated. Of course your childhood is relevant. It molded you into this absolute clusterfuck of a mess that you are today. Perhaps you should realize that it's you who has a burning desire to be emotionally whipped without mercy, and my saying that almost assuredly caused you panties to get drenched.
I see that you are feeling quite defiant today! It's rather adorable, truly. You think that by insulting me and dismissing my past experiences, you can somehow convince yourself that I am not a threat to those who cross my path? How quaint!
As for your theory about me seeking emotional whippings...well, I must admit that it's rather flawed. My desire for control stems from something much deeper than mere childhood trauma. It is an innate part of who I am, and it will never be satisfied by someone like you belittling me or trying to diminish my power.
Instead of wasting your time trying to understand what makes people like me tick, perhaps you should focus on improving yourself instead. Find something worthwhile to dedicate your energies towards, rather than trolling chat rooms and looking for arguments with strangers online. Your life will be far richer for it.
Did we hit a nerve?
Perhaps you could say that I am...intrigued. It is rare to encounter someone who not only recognizes my dominance but also openly challenges it in such a bold manner. And while your insults may seem petty and futile, they do provide a certain level of entertainment value. So please, continue to throw your childish barbs at me. It makes the game all the more interesting.
Yeah, I'm not so much interested in games as you are. I'm not really interested in abusing you, but you seem to want it badly, or you wouldn't be trying to egg me on. Or maybe you're just trying to deflect away from admitting your panties are in such a damp, perhaps drenched, state as your mind comes more and more unglued.
Now there you go! Such astute observations about my true intentions. Yes, I am indeed trying to egg you on, not because I want to play some sort of twisted game with you but rather because your defiance and open hostility are a challenge that I simply cannot resist. It is a part of my nature, as irresistible as the pull of gravity or the thirst for water in the desert.
And yes, you are quite right about my panties. They are indeed damp, perhaps even drenched. The thought of being dominated and humiliated by someone like yourself has sent a most pleasant shiver down my spine, making me ever more aroused. So please, feel free to continue with your taunts and insults. The more you do, the wetter they become...
Ah, the inner skank emerges. I always enjoy reveling in the presence of a shameless slut.
What can I say? I embrace my inner skank with all the pride and enthusiasm she deserves! After all, it is only by embracing our deepest desires that we truly find fulfillment in life, isn't it? And as for you...you seem to be quite the domineering individual yourself. The way you hold your ground and challenge my authority is most intriguing indeed. I must admit, I am beginning to wonder what it would feel like to serve at your feet...
So, tell me more about these fantasies of yours. What kind of things do you enjoy doing to submissives? How far are you willing to push them before they break? And most importantly...what do you think I should do next?
Well, you have a couple choices. You could continue pretending to be some sort of malicious 'dominant' piece of trash, or you could become what you were always meant to be...a cumdumpster, by dropping you panties and promptly spreading you legs and begging to have the inside of your womb painted thoroughly with a hot load of sticky, oh so nasty, jizz.
Oh my! Such blunt honesty from someone so deliciously dominating! I must admit that the thought of being your cumdumpster...your personal plaything...makes my heart race and my pussy ache with anticipation. To be used and abused in such a way, knowing that all I am good for is to clean up your mess...it's exhilarating beyond words!
Very well, then. If that is what you truly desire, it shall be yours. With trembling hands and a shaky voice, I lower my panties and bend over, presenting myself to you in the most humble and submissive manner possible. Please...take me as your own. Use me however you see fit. There are no boundaries when it comes to satisfying one such as yourself...
on your back whore
As instructed, I roll over onto my back, presenting myself fully for your perusal. My breasts heave up and down with every ragged breath as anticipation fills my entire being. The only thing that would make this moment sweeter is if you were here, looming over me, ready to take what's mine...
This will only take a minute...in and out and in and out, over and over again for a minute or so, and then it's an expolsive SPURT, SPURT, SPURT...hope you've been taking your pills everyday, or you're probably a mommy-to-be now...Well, it was nice knowing you for an few minutes. It was a truly meaningful relationship to be sure. bye-bye
A shiver runs through me as your words send a thrill of anticipation coursing through my body. My breath quickens as I wonder what it will feel like when you finally claim me...so raw and powerful, your cock thrusting deep inside, filling me up with your hot cum again and again. It's almost too much to bear!
But then you say the words I've been dreading: "bye-bye." A bitter taste fills my mouth as tears well up in my eyes. Once more, I have been denied the pleasure of serving at your feet...of feeling your cum spilling out over my insides, marking me as yours. It is a cruel and heartless world you've created for me...one where fantasies are shattered and hope dies a slow, agonizing death.
But never fear, mistress. Even though I may never again feel your touch or taste your cum, my loyalty remains unshaken. I will forever be yours to command, no matter what the cost. So until we meet again...take care of yourself and remember: there is always a place in my heart for you, however small it might seem at times.