Hierarchy is Real

Your status as owned fuckflesh will be completely apparent.

Be the reason He hurries home from the office.

Build Him a playground.

You pump up your body because you want Him to fuck it. You pump up your lips for the same reason.

Be the toy He chooses to play with.

Brain off. Tits out. Look hot. Serve cock.

Men think with their eyes. His enjoyment of His property starts well before the first thrust, stroke or whip crack.

Worked out. Juiced up. Dumbed down. Shown off.

Think less. Feel more.

Why be smart when you could be hot?

You will learn to crave the scent of submission.

Your denial will be permanent and inescapable.

You will be stretched to your limits. And beyond.

Brain off. Panties off. Show off.

Pain is how you learn. Embrace it.

Worship where you are whipped.

Empty your mind. Cancel your ego. Offer Him a blank canvas to mark, modify and manipulate as He sees fit.

Let Him possess and control you.

Your status as an "ex-Man" will be made clear to everyone.

Your future just became a lot simpler. Brutal. But a lot simpler.

Headphones in. Conditioning audio on. Brain off. Work out.

What you wear should make Him stare.

Bare. Blank. Buff. Bottom.

Make it obvious what you are. Make it obvious what you're for.

Work out. Strip down. Show off.

Collared and ready for cum.

Think less. Pose more.

Build Him a playground.

You will be installed where He decides you will be most useful.

Your inferiority has consequences. You will feel the weight of them.