cuddly trans vampire vixen & hypnotic vampiress ~ aspiring goth ~ loves latex, hypnosis, bondage, synthesizers, guitars, photography, movies, tv-shows, being outside and riding bikes ~ has to many kinks too count ~ sub leaning switch ~ aceflux lesbian ~ neurodivergent ~ 34
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| Pronouns | she/her |
| My Stories | https://evilscientress.tumblr.com/tagged/story |
| queer | AF |
| kinks | too many to count |
| flirts a. teasing | welcome |
| speaks | EN, DE, NL (a bit) |
Me while watching a recording of a podcast on twitch:
Randomly remembers the time I talked about shoving a doxy up one's ass and fisting with one of the hosts.
My brain is weird. And I'm sad that we lost touch, even though we never really had much contact or knew each other well besides being in the same Twitter bubble and a few DMs.
I've noticed recently that I've lost touch with quite a bunch of people since about the start of the pandemic and it makes me sad.
The flat inverted cage arrived today, uwu.
Gonna test it later.
I remember the first time someone got me to the point where I really started to squirm and panic a little bit and fuck it was intense but also so good.
I can hold my breath for quite long so it takes a while to get me there or you need to get me in the right moment so I don't have that much air available.
Yeah it really is. Though I realized that it's strongly mood dependent for me how enjoyable it is with people I don't know well.
Haven't figured it out in detail yet.
But yeah giving up control is hot as fuck.
I think a bit of both. We all like wearing corsets anyway and use the challenge as added motivation. I have tried to do waist training in the past but then often just didn't wear it every day. The accountability of the challenge helps a lot.
Yay, happy to hear that. I'll see what comes to mind :)
Really want to go out dressed slutty, preferably latex, Hush (remote controlled vibrating butt plug) and Gemini (remote controlled vibrating nipple clamps) in place, my girl dick locked up in a tiny inverted cage.
And that just becomes what I wear whenever I go outside. The toys being nice reminders that I'm a slut. And at any moment someone could take control of them, take control of me.
Fuck that would be so good.
