That Lack Of A Firm Foundation Plus A Father Figure Comes Front N’ Center Once I Hear The Words “I’m

happy eat rocks friday

puppy needs a muzzle. 

not that he’s a danger, no. sweet thing couldn’t hurt a fly if he tried. no, it’s a comfort to him. like a blanket draped over his head to dull his senses and put him back where he belongs. a reminder that good dogs don’t speak and good boys listen. 

a promise that he’ll get what he needs, and he won’t have to ask for it. 

so he cuddles on the couch and he helps make dinner and he watches a movie, all with his gag. just to keep his head blissfully empty. and his cock rock hard. 

good boys listen. good boys get what they want. good boys get their wrists tied down and cocks sucked after they’ve spent all day behaving in their muzzle. after all, a good boy gets his reward. and if he behaves while he gets his cock sucked, then a very good pet gets to pin down his owner and breed them full and dripping. 

if he’s good. he usually is. 

wanna be called puppy in mundane situations, “thank you puppy” when i do you a favor, “pretty puppy” when i show off my outfit, “c’mere puppy” when asking to cuddle

forcefem is like: "youre gonna wear mommys skirts, okay sweetie?"

and then forcemasc is like: "look within yourself. is this what you want? are you okay with living with this body, for the rest of your life? are you okay with letting yourself feel locked away? let yourself feel free. run away with me, we don't have to let your parents know, we can take back the years we missed out on."

I miss training.

I love being told what to do and it's exhausting doing my job and being in charge all the time and having to make decisions without always knowing the fallout or context or consequences. I want that taken from me, because I'd willingly give it up occasionally in exchange for structure, support, and compassion.

I want someone to tell me I did a good job and it's their turn now, they're responsible. I want the rush I get when I do something right. I want the attention when I get it wrong and I want the practice to make myself perfect. I want the puzzle and the challenge. I want to feel stupid or confused and I want to be happy and proud to finally understand.

"Sit."

I kneel at their feet on the ground.

"No, again, Sit."

A physical repercussion; tugging my leash, tapping my body with a stick or crop, manhandling me into proper positioning.

"Good boy!"

A reward! A treat, pets, a kiss

"Again, boy, Sit."

I do it again, attempting my best to repeat the pose.

"Almost," with a few gentle corrections. "Smile at me too, I want to see your face paying attention. Again, Sit."

I smile, loving my trainers attention and focus.

"What a good boy, so smart," they kiss my cheek, "so obedient," and place their hands on my shoulders and in my hair, "so trainable." A hand holds my chin.

"Good boy, now Open."

“Just a moment, dear, people are talking.”

“Am I not people?”

“Would you like to be people right now?”

“… no, I don’t think I wanna be people right now, Mistress.”

“Very well, my sweet pet. Would you like to sit on Mistress’ lap quietly while she talks to people?”

“…”

“What a lovely obedient pet.”

caretaking is so hot. like yes, put your head in my lap and wrap your arms around me and do a big puppy sigh when I pet your head like you can finally relax, just know I am getting hard about it

i need to be treated like a pet. no, not a cute puppy when we have sex, not an obedient sub, i need to be a PET. i need to be kept in a cage, always wearing a collar, always wearing just my hoodie so my owner can have easy access when he needs, need to have rules and punishments laid out for me, i NEED to be treated like a stupid dog.

i’ll always wait by the door for you to come home, lay in things that smell like you and grind on them and bury my face in your clothes, be loyal to you no matter what you do—

i just want to be a good dog.

Not to be autistic or anything but pleaseeeee let me lick and suck your tdick pleaseeeee.... i have an oral fixation and need to stim pleaseeeeee sir

Everyone loves forcemasc dumbification but I need the opposite SO BAD

Academic validation forcemasc. Telling him how smart he is. Lending him old, queer books with underlined passages about the beauty in his masculinity, in loving men as he does. Take advantage of his need for knowledge, for validation. Give him the information he never knew he needed and praise him when he starts to internalize these ideas. Bring him to write his own experiences and compare him to those poets he reads so much.