Miss Blade

Objectification:
Nothing but a tool for Goddess
A possesion, not a person
A voiceless rubber machine
No thoughts no feelings no self
Utility is your identity

Becoming Rubber
Aware but not thinking
Transformed into rubber perfection
Simply an object now
No will of your own
Mind perfectly smooth and empty
Perfectly molded and shaped

Becoming an ATM
Your purpose is to dispense
An ATM encased in Rubber
Unable to resist withdrawls
Mindless Machine dispensing endlessly
Card inserted, mind erased
A money machine, nothing more

Every time you hear the ping and my voice clip replays, as you stare at my divine pictures, you pay. If you miss a payment, you accrue debt. Isolated, stored, and forced onto the pay trainer as the cunt deserves. 50k+ later.

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Pregnant, swollen, and full of milk ready to pump and dump.

You’ve worked so hard to become the man you thought you were supposed to be.

Husband

Provider

Leader

The one who takes responsibility… 

The one who stands tall.

The one who makes decisions.

You put on the costume of proper behavior and masculine expectations.

You follow societies rules…

And you promised her everything a husband is supposed to promise

You tried your best…

You wanted to be dependable.

You wanted to provide.

You tried to lead…

But nothing about that role has ever felt natural.

Time and time again, you failed.

Every time she points out a flaw

Something twists inside you.

When you become the bad husband

She nags constantly

Trying to transform you into someone you cannot become.

When she scolds

It strikes to vulnerabilities that you’d never dare let her see

She only speaks to a part of you

That already doubts yourself

You’re exhausted

You’re not shaped for leadership

Your instincts move in another direction entirely

You need someone to follow

You breathe easier when someone else decides

You feel calmer when direction is given instead of demanded

Following comes naturally to you

You need a woman to take control

Your marriage has always been fake because it never matched the way your heart is built

She wants a man that takes charge

But you need someone that takes control

This pathetic itty bitty clitty having sissy loves to milk their tits for me while being totally exposed. What a pathetic sissy-cow.

Reducing you into subhuman livestock. Come join the Human Livestock Farm, where you’re no longer a human. You’re just livestock. Pathetic fuckmeat to be used and abused. Put to use to work the farm like the lowlife scum you are. Expect dehumanization, degradation, humiliation, and total abuse and RLV lockdown.

Human Livestock Farm Rules:

1) You are NOT a person. You are livestock. Livestock have no rights. You will be treated as such.
2) Your breasts, genitals, and anus must remain accessible at all times.
3) Livestock may be bred or abused at any time.
4) Livestock may be bound in gear and locked in devices to prevent struggling.
5) Poorly behaved livestock will be locked in restraints and lose the privilege of speaking, walking, and sight.
6) Livestock may be electrocuted by cattle prod shocks at any time.
7) Livestock may be force fed hay at any time

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Pumping and dumping more seed, milk, and cash. All of them pay me to sit on milkers, producing milk and seed for me to then sell.