MIYM
@miym22.bsky.social
Definitely NSFW, audio content creator, author, and definitely looking a way to slip inside your mind and play with you. 18+ no minors, He/Him
That is absolutely one way to look at it. Take care!
April 13, 2025 at 11:46 PM
That is absolutely one way to look at it. Take care!
Yeah I think you got it exactly! It has to be for you. My "job" is to create a fantasy for those that want to experience it, can. Doesn't mean it will for everyone. But using sensational language like "broken" gives the audience an idea of what to expect/entice them to experience it if they wish
April 13, 2025 at 10:11 PM
Yeah I think you got it exactly! It has to be for you. My "job" is to create a fantasy for those that want to experience it, can. Doesn't mean it will for everyone. But using sensational language like "broken" gives the audience an idea of what to expect/entice them to experience it if they wish
there has to be plenty of aftercare so there's no guilt or shame for enjoying what they did. Hope this helps!
April 13, 2025 at 3:41 PM
there has to be plenty of aftercare so there's no guilt or shame for enjoying what they did. Hope this helps!
Which is what I created. Now, especially for these kind of audio's, where using said elements will make a woman who enjoys these things "Break" from being a strong, resistant woman into a complete submissive who will do anything ,
April 13, 2025 at 3:41 PM
Which is what I created. Now, especially for these kind of audio's, where using said elements will make a woman who enjoys these things "Break" from being a strong, resistant woman into a complete submissive who will do anything ,
Sure! As always this is a complete fantasy (kayfabe breaking here but I'm an entertainer not a "Master"). So, I'll be asked by my Patreons to create a real nasty audio with the kinks they want: degradation, humiliation, taunting, using their submission against them, etc.
April 13, 2025 at 3:41 PM
Sure! As always this is a complete fantasy (kayfabe breaking here but I'm an entertainer not a "Master"). So, I'll be asked by my Patreons to create a real nasty audio with the kinks they want: degradation, humiliation, taunting, using their submission against them, etc.
And just as you are about to orgasm thinking of this, have this thought: is there a moment where you’d willingly give yourself up to be that docile little plaything forever? Is there a part of you that would, in the heat of the moment, want my voice to claim you as mine forever?
Have fun, good girl
Have fun, good girl
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
And just as you are about to orgasm thinking of this, have this thought: is there a moment where you’d willingly give yourself up to be that docile little plaything forever? Is there a part of you that would, in the heat of the moment, want my voice to claim you as mine forever?
Have fun, good girl
Have fun, good girl
Then, Monday rolls around.
And it all starts again.
The thought you should have tonight while touching yourself and thinking of this fantasy is: how long. How many weeks until your mind melted and you couldn’t be put back together. How long until you broke and stayed that happy little bimbo.
And it all starts again.
The thought you should have tonight while touching yourself and thinking of this fantasy is: how long. How many weeks until your mind melted and you couldn’t be put back together. How long until you broke and stayed that happy little bimbo.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Then, Monday rolls around.
And it all starts again.
The thought you should have tonight while touching yourself and thinking of this fantasy is: how long. How many weeks until your mind melted and you couldn’t be put back together. How long until you broke and stayed that happy little bimbo.
And it all starts again.
The thought you should have tonight while touching yourself and thinking of this fantasy is: how long. How many weeks until your mind melted and you couldn’t be put back together. How long until you broke and stayed that happy little bimbo.
Perfect.
Because now, for the weekend, I have a completely compliant, submissive, aroused little bimbo to use and play with. As Sunday rolls around, I put your mind back into it’s place. Make sure you are taken care of so that you’re back to full strength on Monday.
Because now, for the weekend, I have a completely compliant, submissive, aroused little bimbo to use and play with. As Sunday rolls around, I put your mind back into it’s place. Make sure you are taken care of so that you’re back to full strength on Monday.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Perfect.
Because now, for the weekend, I have a completely compliant, submissive, aroused little bimbo to use and play with. As Sunday rolls around, I put your mind back into it’s place. Make sure you are taken care of so that you’re back to full strength on Monday.
Because now, for the weekend, I have a completely compliant, submissive, aroused little bimbo to use and play with. As Sunday rolls around, I put your mind back into it’s place. Make sure you are taken care of so that you’re back to full strength on Monday.
Of course, you’re too far gone to understand what that means, but the hours of overstimulation that happen next prove it. By the time the weekend rolls around, there’s barely a flicker of intelligence in those eyes of yours.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Of course, you’re too far gone to understand what that means, but the hours of overstimulation that happen next prove it. By the time the weekend rolls around, there’s barely a flicker of intelligence in those eyes of yours.
Any anger you had toward me melts when you hear my voice. It’s only then that I reveal what I’ve been up to-every night taking a little more of your mind, leaving you a helpless, dumb little bimbo.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Any anger you had toward me melts when you hear my voice. It’s only then that I reveal what I’ve been up to-every night taking a little more of your mind, leaving you a helpless, dumb little bimbo.
Stringing a sentence together has you pausing, adding “like” and “y’know” to cover up the fact that you can’t think of the words. You feel good, though. Pretty. And happy.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Stringing a sentence together has you pausing, adding “like” and “y’know” to cover up the fact that you can’t think of the words. You feel good, though. Pretty. And happy.
On Friday, you think you’ve got it together, but it’s the opposite. You forget your lunch at home. You forget your keys almost hourly. You forget things like how to send an email or what time things are. Thankfully it’s friday, and no one pays much attention. But, you feel dumb. Empty headed.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
On Friday, you think you’ve got it together, but it’s the opposite. You forget your lunch at home. You forget your keys almost hourly. You forget things like how to send an email or what time things are. Thankfully it’s friday, and no one pays much attention. But, you feel dumb. Empty headed.
You demand an orgasm when my voice reaches your mind that night. I oblige, but I don’t like being told what to do. You earn that orgasm after hours of begging and brainwashing. You drift off to sleep, happy.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
You demand an orgasm when my voice reaches your mind that night. I oblige, but I don’t like being told what to do. You earn that orgasm after hours of begging and brainwashing. You drift off to sleep, happy.
Still, even with all the denial, you can’t help but giggle like a kid when you think of how badly you want that orgasm. Even your voice sounds higher today than normal.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Still, even with all the denial, you can’t help but giggle like a kid when you think of how badly you want that orgasm. Even your voice sounds higher today than normal.
Thursday appears, and you’re not yourself. You think it’s the fact you weren’t allowed an orgasm, but your whole day has you forgetting even the simplest things. Your employer gives you a few looks today. Just an off day, you say.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Thursday appears, and you’re not yourself. You think it’s the fact you weren’t allowed an orgasm, but your whole day has you forgetting even the simplest things. Your employer gives you a few looks today. Just an off day, you say.
Which means it’s a night of twisted and sweaty torture as you’re edged and denied until your mind breaks and you fall asleep, unsatisfied.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Which means it’s a night of twisted and sweaty torture as you’re edged and denied until your mind breaks and you fall asleep, unsatisfied.
Wednesday rolls around, and you’re definitely feeling a little dumber. You keep making silly little errors and find yourself giggling about it. Yet, everything seems happy. Everything is spectacular. You can’t wait to let me back inside your mind again that night. But, it’s hump day.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Wednesday rolls around, and you’re definitely feeling a little dumber. You keep making silly little errors and find yourself giggling about it. Yet, everything seems happy. Everything is spectacular. You can’t wait to let me back inside your mind again that night. But, it’s hump day.
Tuesday comes around, and you feel a little fuzzy headed. You think it’s from the previous night so you don’t worry too much. Again, you can’t resist my voice, and again, you fall, slumped, docile under my control. Again, you have a wonderful time, obeying and being a good little toy.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 AM
Tuesday comes around, and you feel a little fuzzy headed. You think it’s from the previous night so you don’t worry too much. Again, you can’t resist my voice, and again, you fall, slumped, docile under my control. Again, you have a wonderful time, obeying and being a good little toy.
Your body is like ice cream to me.
My mouth causing you to melt. My tongue licking and enjoying every inch of your sweet taste.
Soon, you'll be a puddle that I once again caused.
You're like ice cream to me. And I have an insatiable sweet tooth.
My mouth causing you to melt. My tongue licking and enjoying every inch of your sweet taste.
Soon, you'll be a puddle that I once again caused.
You're like ice cream to me. And I have an insatiable sweet tooth.
November 17, 2024 at 6:26 AM
Your body is like ice cream to me.
My mouth causing you to melt. My tongue licking and enjoying every inch of your sweet taste.
Soon, you'll be a puddle that I once again caused.
You're like ice cream to me. And I have an insatiable sweet tooth.
My mouth causing you to melt. My tongue licking and enjoying every inch of your sweet taste.
Soon, you'll be a puddle that I once again caused.
You're like ice cream to me. And I have an insatiable sweet tooth.
taste how sweet your surrender tastes.
You cannot stop yourself from melting. You cannot stop yourself dripping. You are helpless, vulnerable as you melt away into a puddle I can lick and slurp up until there is no more you.
You cannot stop yourself from melting. You cannot stop yourself dripping. You are helpless, vulnerable as you melt away into a puddle I can lick and slurp up until there is no more you.
November 17, 2024 at 6:26 AM
taste how sweet your surrender tastes.
You cannot stop yourself from melting. You cannot stop yourself dripping. You are helpless, vulnerable as you melt away into a puddle I can lick and slurp up until there is no more you.
You cannot stop yourself from melting. You cannot stop yourself dripping. You are helpless, vulnerable as you melt away into a puddle I can lick and slurp up until there is no more you.