I’m Broken.

There is something so delightful about breaking a whore and molding her physically and mentally into the slut she was meant to be... yum!

Physical changes

On Monday Kate will go through some minor physical changes, she does not have access to internet right now so she will not see even though she knows about the lips.

1. Lip injections.

2. New hair color, pitch black.

3. A new tattoo, a tramp stamp.

What is your favourite ice cream flavour and why?

Not vanilla.

But I guess you probably knew that already… 😉

I tend to prefer when they combine sweet and salty components, perhaps because it’s similar to the composition of my soul: I’m sympathetic and sweet, but also sadistic and salty.

You’re just a decoration.

Sure, I know what you are thinking; maybe you have some nice other qualities, right? Like maybe you’re kind, or funny, or smart, or financially successful.

Sure, honey. But those traits don’t matter, silly.

See, Men aren’t choosing you based on your career status; we’re choosing you based on how well you advertise the fact that you are a pretty set holes.

Everything else about you is arbitrary when it comes to mate selection, dummy.

Do you work out? Do you eat well? Do you dress in outfits that show off your tits and your ass?

That’s basically all Men care about.

Stop thinking about yourself as a person, and start thinking about yourself as a piece of slutty merchandise to show off. Because that’s all you are, doll...

This is how all girls will be expected to compete for Male attention from now on in the Patriarchal Order; new executive orders will be issued in the near future to further promote this goal.

😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 🎓 Patriarchal Minister of Re-Education & Propaganda 📺

Hiiii! Don't you post anymore? 💗 Are you doing okay? I miss your posts

Awwww, thanks for the support, doll. I miss you too. 😉

I've been pretty busy of late, but I'm considering dropping some new posts. If I do...

You’re so much cuter as a pornified pet for Daddy to parade around.

Octokuro

Your tongue pierced with Daddy’s metal, and my collar locked around your neck, there’s no escaping it — you’re just a wet set of drooly holes for me to use in perpetuity.

(If you’re too much of a dummy to understand what “perpetuity” is, it means “forever.”)

This is how I like you.

Lost. Confused. Vulnerable.

Too unsure of your own reality to trust in yourself anymore.

Don't worry, doll; Daddy will direct you down the right road.

You can trust me.

You don't need to think anymore.

I'll turn off autocorrect on your phone; we both know you can't spell properly. From now on Daddy should correct you rather than having you compensate for your dumb little head with technology.

It's so strange you keep having a dream about having been nearing the end of your college degree; you never went to college, baby!

It's okay that you're too stupid to get a degree, baby. As long as you look cute for me, that's ALL that matters.

Baby, don't you need to leave for your shift at the strip club in an hour? Silly slut, did you forget that you work as a stripper now? You've been doing it for weeks.

Thank God you have Daddy to remind you and set you on the right path...

😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 🧠 Psychological Pet Predator 😏😻

I need someone to gaslight me into being dumb and brainless.

Gaslight me by telling me I’m spelling words wrong even when I spell them right.

Make me take tests and lie and say I failed even if I passed.

Replace all of my books with trashy romance novels or kids books and tell me that those were always the only books I had when I ask about it because I’m too dumb to remember that I’m not a good enough reader for anything higher than a children’s book

Drop me out of college without me knowing and get rid of anything related to college. Act confused when I tell you I need to h to class. Ask me what I’m talking and remind me that I was too stupid to have gotten in to college and I’m just being a silly bimbo by not remembering.

Make sure my brain is too confused to remember that I was ever smart because I’m your dumb brainless bimbo

Misogyny: The Right Choice for Good girls

I feel the need after the 2024 American Presidential election to set some things clear.

This is a place for me to flirt with my darkest thoughts and fantasies, and as a sadistic Dominant who wants to corrupt you and make you worse, I often hold back my real world views as I worry they will undercut the purity of my kink persona. After all, I like the girls who tend to be a little bit extreme; I don't want those girls scared away because they find out that behind my cruel tongue I have a soft heart.

The truth is that while everything you read on this blog is built around fantasy, most of it represents the world I authentically wish to craft (or have crafted) for myself and my sexual partners. I use sharp and twisted words to carve a bubble full of new demented possibilities for us, striving to float away into the void together as we as we flirt with and approach the darkening clouds of a thickening thunderstorm. I feel personally charged with giving you an electric experience without the illusions of safe grounding. All this is a concerted practice on my part to redefine reality such that our demons can be liberated from their shackles, freed to frolic in fetish with the hopes that we can truly see each other like no one else has seen us: darkness and all.

And yet, it's also true that in the real world, I would define myself as socially progressive. Even though I love the idea of stripping you of your rights, I believe girls ought to be free to choose to have their rights stripped away from them.

I am admittedly a complicated Man, so let me help clarify my true position for you.

I really DO want to corrupt you. I really DO want to ruin you psychologically and make you compromise yourself for me. I will do everything within my substantial influence to persuade you to make all the wrong choices for my personal benefit, knowing that it makes you shamefully drippy to do so.

I might even make you fantasize about having your rights stripped from you by force, once I know with clarity that is what you'd choose for yourself.

But at the end of the day, it's important for you to understand that's exactly what it is, ultimately: a set of CHOICES that you have.

My goal is to try to seduce you... to make you embrace your most shameful kinks and fantasies, as you rub yourself stupid to misogynistic content or other filth that subverts your normal daily identity in a way you internalize as profoundly shameful. I like corrupting a feminist exactly BECAUSE she is a feminist; it is precisely the notable distance and the stark contrast between her ideals and her fantasies that makes her such an enticing morsel for a monster like me.

I really DO want to goad you into giving up your rights and freedoms to be my stupid slutty slave pet, diminished and degraded. Debased and destroyed beyond all recognition.

And yet, I am OUTRAGED at the recent election results in the United States for what they represent; I am OUTRAGED at the idea that the stuff of all my fantasies might be fashioned by weaker men into an inescapable political reality for all of the women who will never be given the opportunity to make all of the wrong choices for themselves.

If women have no rights to begin with, they cannot consent to giving those rights away. If they cannot give their rights away freely, there is nothing to corrupt. How can you corrupt a creature with no agency? How can I lead you to your own fall if you were never standing to begin with?

The fantasy of you having no rights is hot, and I will continue to propagate it on this blog. Making you flirt with turning the fantasy into a reality is hot, and my demon tongue wouldn't let me stop if I tried. Watching you ruin yourself for me in reality, knowing you'll never be able to go back will always be my idea of a deep and meaningful connection.

Having the government legislate this dark erotic landscape by mandate onto all the girls who never had a choice in the matter is NOT hot. Not outside of fantasy. Not if they never had a choice to begin with. Not if they never had the ability to voluntarily trade their consent away.

Nothing you see on this blog is something I would ever truly do without the clear consent of everyone involved.

Please don't think more of me for my soft heart -- I'm still a monster, I promise. This dark twisted landscape might still well be the reality I would will upon you.

I just want it to be MY will that leads you to the decision. I want to walk you to the edge of oblivion myself, your hand in mine, as I prompt you to choose to take the plunge for yourself. And I want you to always know, after you begged me to strip you of your rights and your dignity, that you were complicit the entire time; I want you to be aware of your involvement in your own debasement, like it was a fun little game between us that just happened to go too far, until there is no going back.

This is exactly WHAT I want, but our encroaching political reality is not HOW I want it. I will never stand idly by and let weaker men force women into subjugation against their will.

Because I know you... you're SPECIAL. You deserve to be reduced by a real Man who is worthy enough to win you over AUTHENTICALLY, rather than by a pathetic pack of insecure boys incapable of earning their own kill as they depend on big Daddy government to step in and do all the work for them.

You deserve so much better, doll.

So I'm going to give it to you by continuing to package up nightmares that I market to you as sweet romantic dreams, slowly conditioning you to land where you truly belong...

... on your knees, with your tongue out, doing what you're made for...

... like a good girl who made the right choice for Daddy...

😈 Sadistic Empath, 😘 🖤 The Sweetest Psychopath 🦹🏻‍♂️

Also entitled, "The Meaning of Life."

Can daddy train me to be his filthy slut?

I can, slut. Send me a private message that isn't anonymous, and we'll talk...