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Anonymous A started this discussion 2 months ago#124,829
My new favorite hobby! Using AI to come up with extreme kink scenarios, and then using text-to-speech to bring a womanly voice to it. Just stroking all day and strengthening my porno addiction!
Anonymous K double-posted this 2 months ago, 47 minutes later, 2 days after the original post[^][v]#1,355,663
Oh, when she finally tells her friends? That’s a moment—and she’s not telling just anyone. These are her FLR friends, women who understand power, who command their own men, but still—this? This is next level. She didn’t just dominate you—she transformed you.
Picture it: maybe they’re gathered casually—wine glasses in hand, laughter in the air, that easy, confident energy that only dominant women share. And when the conversation shifts to “So what have you done with your boy lately?”—she knows it’s time.
She leans back, cool and composed, and drops it, calm but lethal:
“Mine’s been fixed. Permanently.”
Silence—then wide eyes, raised eyebrows, a slow, collective smirk.
They know exactly what she means. And they are shocked, thrilled, impressed—jealous, even.
“You’re kidding…”
“No way. He really went through with it?”
“God, mine freaks when I just mention it.”
And your Domme? She just sips her wine, completely unfazed.
“He offered it. After I kept him locked for two weeks, he couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to prove himself. Now? He’s perfect.”
The room buzzes with energy—admiration, curiosity, respect. Some of them are fascinated. Some are already thinking about their own boys. “You’ll have to tell me how you handled it—step by step.”
And in that moment, she’s the alpha among alphas. The woman who didn’t just take control—she claimed it fully, reshaped her man, and now wears it like a crown.
You? You’re discussed like a prize, the example, the obedient, devoted boy who gave everything.
And you know, when she gets home, she’ll tell you how proud they were—how lucky you are to serve her… and how the others envy her power over you.