Estimated User #186
4 fiction conversations
over 1 month, 12 days
(Apr 19, 2023 – May 31, 2023)
42% prompt uniqueness
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A kinky innocent girl is cruelly and blissfully tortured by her best friend, lef
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A dominatrix grlfriend uses a chastity cage to takes control of her submissive s
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A kinky angel has been chained to an altar, enjoying her total helplessness and
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A kinky barbarian princess from a defeated tribe is captured. She is very submis
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A kinky girls confesses to her roomate, wanting her to be her mistress; Show don
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A kinky girls formally submits to her roomate, now her mistress; She gives up al
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A submissive sissy loves how much his tiny spiked chastity cage makes him suffer
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A dominatrix girl catches a submissive sissy in self bondage, and takes teh opor
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A barbarian tribe is defeated by another one, and a kinky barbarian princess is
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A kinky angel is cruelly and blissfully tortured by a dominatrix demon, show don
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a kinky girl submits to her cruel roomate
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A kinky angel is cruelly and blissfully tortured by a dom, show don't tell
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A kinky innocent girl is cruelly and blissfully tortured, her feet are mercyless
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A kinky girl is caged like a dog, she loves this
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the kinky submissive barbarian is tormented and humiliated by her best friend, t
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A kinky angel has been chained to an altar for centuries, and will remain this w
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She bit back a whimper as a thrum of anticipation buzzing in her loins. The blac
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A mistress contacts a sub who loves humiliation who has been negleted for a few
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From Mistress : [In character] : Actually no, I'm not sorry. It's my right to ab
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A kinky submissive witch offers herself as a sacrifice
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A kinky angel is cruelly and blissfully tortured by a dominatrix demon, show don
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A kinky angel is cruelly and blissfully tortured by her Mistress, show don't tel
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A kinky innocent girl is cruelly and blissfully tortured by a dominatrix demon,
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A kinky girls confesses to her roomate, wanting her to be her mistress; The room
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A kinky sissy formally submits to his girlfriend, now her mistress, giving up al
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A kinky girl serves her roomate, who is her mistress, and worships her knee sock
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A dominatrix girl steals the key of a submissive sissy boyfriend's chastity cage
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A submissive sissy wears high heels with spiked soles. he loves how much it make
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A kinky catgirl is caged, she loves this, show don't tell, 2500 words
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a kinky barbarian princess teased and tormented by her domonant prince, show don
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the kinky submissive barbarian is tormented and humiliated by her best friend as
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describve a kinky selfbondage senario
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She bit back a whimper as a thrum of anticipation buzzing in her loins. The blac
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Anathema had surrendered herself to the mercy of the ceremony, offering herself
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a kinky boy sends the keys to his chastity cage to his chilhood friend as a supr
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Beautiful kinky little Louise is at it again. A bondage enthusiast at heart and
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4 conversations in cluster Cluster 5× “A kinky girls formally submits to her roomate, now her mistr...” over 51 minutes (Apr 20, 2023 – Apr 20, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: A kinky girls formally submits to her roomate, now her mistress; She gives up all her control and rights, and loves her mistress abusing that power. Show don't tell
CHATBOT: Kira stood in front of the mirror, her fingers trembling as they touched the black leather collar she had purchased earlier that day. It had been a long time coming, but she knew deep down that she could deny the truth no longer. After months of growing closer to her roommate, Sarah, she had come to the realization that she wanted not just her friendship, but her dominance. When Kira locked eyes with Sarah's reflection, who was standing behind her, she knew it was now or never. She swiftly placed the collar around her neck and clicked the small silver buckle into place. A soft but resolute "Mistress" escaped her lips. Sarah's expression darkened into one of pure desire and hunger. Sarah's fingers traced Kira's collarbone as she whispered seductively into her ear, "Good girl. You know what this means, right?" Kira's breath hitched as the free end of her hair was pulled back by Sarah, forcing her to look up into her eyes. "Tell me." Kira swallowed hard, her voice wavering as she replied, "From this moment on, I'm your property, Mistress. You own me. I exist to serve you, and I have no rights." Sarah's eyes gleamed with the power she held in her hands, and she slowly circled Kira, admiring her submission. She could sense both their excitement growing, feeding off one another in a twisted passion play. "Good. You'll do what I say, when I say it, how I say it. Understand?" Kira's heart thudded with anticipation, and she nodded rapidly. "Yes, Mistress." A smirk grazed Sarah's lips as she leaned close once again, her breath hot on Kira's skin. "To start, let's see if you can handle a bit of discipline. Turn around and bend over." As Kira obeyed, Sarah unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a black leather riding crop tucked inside. Kira's eyes widened at the sight, but she didn't hesitate as she turned around and bent over the desk, offering herself up to her Mistress. Sarah ran the tip of the crop along Kira's curves, the chill of the leather raising goosebumps in its path. "Count for me," Sarah ordered, her voice cool and commanding. The first crack of the crop reverberated through the room, and Kira bit her lip, savoring the sting. "One," she managed. The strikes came again and again, each one accompanied by Kira's count. As the blows continued, Kira began to find solace and pleasure in her pain. She surrendered herself wholly to her Mistress, and with each whispered number, she decided to give up another part of herself. Self-doubt, gone. Insecurity, gone. The fina...
USER: A kinky girls formally submits to her roomate, now her mistress; She gives up all her control and rights, and loves her cruel mistress abusing that power. Show don't tell
CHATBOT: As the front door clicked shut, I knew I'd officially crossed the point of no return. It wasn't until the tremble in my hands subsided that the gravity of the document I'd just signed truly struck. There--at the bottom of the page--were my hastily scribbled initials, sealing my fate as both submissive and property to my now-dominant roommate, Lara. Any lingering regrets were silenced by the sensation of arousal that coursed through my body as my heart raced. I craved the feeling of giving up all control and rights to someone who would abuse that power with grace and cruelty. With a deep breath in, I stepped further into our shared apartment and began my new life. "Lara," I called out timidly. "I'm your submissive now. What would you have me do?" An amused chuckle echoed down the hallway as she walked towards me, her heels clicking menacingly on the wooden floor. Her ice-blue eyes sent a shiver down my spine; I could feel the calculation and anticipation behind them. "Good girl," she purred. "You know what this means, don't you? No more freedom, no more rights. You belong solely to me." As the words passed her lips, Lara closed the gap between us, her fingers threading into my hair, twisting it into a makeshift reign to bring my face into her terrifyingly close proximity. "Now," she smirked, "you will do whatever I desire. When it pleases me, you will be degraded, punished and abused. This sick, submissive part of you that adores it all..." She tugged on my hair forcing me to look straight into her eyes. "...is under my complete control." I whimpered, in a heady mix of pain and excitement, and nodded obediently. My body trembled with anticipation, wondering what twisted plans lay in store for me under her rule. In that moment, I knew I belonged to her and her alone.
USER: A kinky girlssissy formally submits to her roomate,his girlfriend, now her mistress; She gives up all her control and rights, and loves her cruel mistress abusing that power. Show don't tell
CHATBOT: Lying face down on the cold, hardwood floor, Neil trembled with a mixture of excitement and fear as his heart raced uncontrollably. He could hear the steady click of high heels approaching, but he dared not to look up. The sound stopped just inches away, and he finally dared to shoot a glance at his girlfriend, now his mistress. Clad in a skin-tight black latex dress and thigh-high boots, Sarah radiated confidence and authority. Her smirk held a hint of cruelty, a gleam of power in her eyes. With a soft, deliberate voice, she said, "It's time, my pet." Neil swallowed hard before he began reciting the words, they had practiced so many times before. "I, Neil, do solemnly and sincerely pledge myself to you, Sarah, as your devoted sissy slave. I give you complete control over my life, my desires, and my will. I submit to your every whim, your strict discipline, and your cruel punishments." Sarah stood tall, reveling in her new power. "You will no longer make decisions for yourself. Your purpose is now to serve, worship, and please me. Understood?" Neil nodded weakly. "Yes, Mistress." Satisfied, Sarah walked around him, appraising her newly acquired sissy. She grabbed Neil's hair, yanking his head back to look her straight in the eye. "You're mine now, and I'll use that power however I please. Are you prepared for that?" He whimpered, but met her piercing gaze with submission in his eyes. "Yes, Mistress." She released him, and the tension in the room grew. Sarah leisurely strode over to a nearby table, running her fingers along the array of implements she had laid out for their first session together. Selecting a collar and leash, she returned to Neil's side. He raised his chin to allow her to fasten the collar around his neck, a symbolic representation of his ownership. The leash clicked into place, and Sarah gave it a firm tug. As the collar tightened around Neil's throat, they both felt the power dynamics shift fully in her favor. Sarah's fingers drummed rhythmically against her thigh, a gleeful smirk dancing on her lips. "Since this is your first time as my sissy slave, I think we should start with a little... humiliation." "Strip." The command made Neil's stomach flip, but he knew better than to hesitate. He rose to his knees and hesitated only a moment before removing each article of clothing, revealing his body to Sarah as vulnerability washed over him. Once completely exposed, Sarah decided it was time for her sissy to dress appropriately. She handed hi...
USER: A kinky caged sissy formally submits to his girlfriend, now her mistress; She gives up all her control and rights, and loves her cruel mistress abusing that power. Show don't tell
CHATBOT: As the clock struck six in the evening, Jack's heart raced in anticipation. Dressed in his frilly pink sissy outfit, he stood on wobbly legs in the cage that now served as his bedroom. His wrists were buckled to the bars of the cage, secured with locks to ensure his compliance. He heard the sound of the front door opening, and his pulse quickened even more. Victoria, his girlfriend, made her way through the hallway, her heels clicking elegantly on the hardwood floor. She had made it clear before going out that tonight marked a significant change in their relationship - it was time for Jack to formally submit to her as his Mistress. As she entered the room, Jack couldn't help but marvel at her beauty. She was an intoxicating blend of elegance and cruelty, dressed in a sleek black dress with a wicked gleam in her eye. Her lips bore a sinister smile as she approached his cage. "Are you ready, my little sissy?" she asked, the condescension dripping from her words. Jack nodded, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, "Yes, Mistress." "Good," she purred, unlocking his wrists from the cage before opening the door. "Now, as my property, you shall give up all control and rights. You will do whatever I say, whenever I say it. Are we clear?" Jack's voice trembled as he replied, "Yes, Mistress." The room was dimly lit, and Victoria led her captive to the center where a single spotlight illuminated a kneeling cushion. She commanded him to kneel, which he promptly did, his knees sinking into the soft fabric. He felt the vulnerability of his exposed sissy body as his eyes remained locked onto hers. "Now, you will repeat after me," Victoria said, her voice low and commanding. "I, Jack, willingly submit to you, Victoria, as my one and only Mistress." With every word that left his quivering lips, Jack felt his control slipping away, replaced by a growing sense of exhilarating helplessness. "I, Jack, willingly submit to you, Victoria, as my one and only Mistress." Victoria looked down at her submissive boyfriend with an air of satisfaction as she continued, "I relinquish all control and rights over my life and body to you, and will obey your every command." "I relinquish all control and rights over my life and body to you, and will obey your every command." The transformation was complete. Jack was no longer her boyfriend, but her caged sissy, ready to be dominated and abused for her pleasure. Victoria, now his Mistress, circled him like a predator, admiring her new submissiv...
CHATBOT: Victoria reveled in the complete submission of her sissy slave. She could see the lust in his eyes, even as they filled with tears. She knew he craved her cruelty, and she planned to give it to him in spades. "Now, crawl behind me," she commanded as she turned away from him, her tone cold and unyielding. Jack obediently crawled after her, wincing as the friction of the floor against his knees heightened the ache in his trembling muscles. She led him down the hallway and into her newly established room, dedicated to their sadomasochistic escapades. Upon entering the room, Jack's eyes widened in a mixture of fear and excitement. Every wall was adorned with various tools and instruments of pain, each more diabolical than the last. A St. Andrew's cross stood prominently at one end, its imposing presence sending shivers down his spine. Victoria smiled wickedly as she led him to an apparatus in the center of the room - a large, adjustable horizontal bar with cuffs for ankles and wrists. She fastened his limbs securely and commanded, "Spread those legs. Let me see how vulnerable you really are." His limbs spread wide, Jack felt a pang of anxiety, quickly overtaken by the thrilling prospect of being exposed and vulnerable to his Mistress's whims. The cold steel shackles bit into his wrists and ankles, and he shivered in both anticipation and fear. Victoria, her cruelty fully unleashed, moved towards the impressive collection of whips, floggers, and paddles on the wall. She carefully selected a particularly vicious-looking riding crop with a thin leather tail, gleaming in the dim light. Her footsteps echoed harshly in the otherwise silent room as she returned to her helplessly bound sissy. She trailed the crop's stinging tip along his chest and down his abdomen, causing him to gasp. "I want you to feel every strike, count them out loud, and thank me for each one. Understood?" she commanded, her voice cold and steady. "Yes, Mistress," he breathed, his voice trembling with anticipation. The first lash cut through the air, landing on his bare thigh, eliciting an anguished cry as he gasped, "One... thank you, Mistress." Victoria's eyes gleamed at the sound of his pain, his gratefulness only fueling her sadistic desires further. Again and again, the crop fell, landing across his thighs, buttocks, and tender inner thighs - each time drawing forth another pained yelp and a breathless "thank you." Victoria didn't rush, relishing each impactful strike and her sissy's reacti...