...is fucking with you even harder!
Will she obey?
Also, what messages would you send her?
Also, what messages would you send her?
Sequel to Big Brother
Here is just the morph without text,
for those who are interested...
WARNING: This blog contains BDSM images and stories of an extreme nature, featuring surgeries and amputations. I do not condone rape, mutilation and any other violence against women. The pictures and scenarios that are shown here are pure fantasy and do in no way reflect reality. Any similarities with real persons or events are purely coincidental. All women depicted here are at least 18 years old.
Hoo boy, extreme indeed, and then extreme some more, with additional threats to her extremities....
ReplyDeleteThis is fantastic, good pacing, and extreeme in a way I like. Maybe make her limbless once she has lost her mind a bit, ya? Keep it up.
ReplyDeleteI was worrying about her mind, don't want her to loose it. I mean, her fan messages will surely keep her sane, right? Let's just hope she doesn't fuck up. (possibly stuff for a part 3, so please send me messages for her!)
DeleteNeither do I really want her to loose her limbs. But I have still more ideas of what else she could loose (or also gain).
Yeah you're right, doesn't fit your narrative. Hmm I'll have to think about messages. Perhaps after 3 days of white noise she finally starts obeying. "Touch yourself like the fuckslut you are." "Show us how deep your throat goes." "Endurance test on the sybian we just gifted you." "Try and find the cameras in the room." "How do you eat and drink, we want to see!" "Play marco polo with a big brother somewhere in the room! Find him and you get fucked!"
DeleteFirst of all another great cap and a perfect sequel. I like sequels much more than a stand-alone caps because knowing there´s a chance to get a sequel you always fantasize how it would outcome.
ReplyDeleteTo let her get into contact with her fans directly is a great choice but I´m afraid her ways to communicate with her fans are a little bit restricted, talking to them is impossible and even smiling would be hard with her puffed up lips.
Further body modifications like ass, ears, tits and fingers would be fine but I´m not a fan of arm or leg removal.
Perfect some tattoos like "HAPPY FUCKDOLL" would inform her fans more of her "innermost feelings".
I also think extreme mods are beyond the scope of her employment here. And actually unnecessary.
DeleteTalking with fans... well, who'd expect a toy to talk anyway? She ain't no fucking Furby :-)
It's more like obeying filthy commands from a computer voice than conversation. Anyway, she is closely monitored, to prevent her from telling her fans anything that would not fit their impression of her voluntary dollhood.
So, what text messages would you send her?
How about making her no longer care about hiding her identity and removing the face covering censorship "sticker"? And also, resigned and accepting her role as sex object she remains bald for life?
ReplyDeleteOh but in terms of actual comment to be read for her?
Delete"Honey, I must say I adore your hairstyle. Your round bald head looks super sexy on you and just fits perfectly with your big round tits. You should keep it that way forever. Also I would love to see your actual uncensored face once this thing is over, you think you could do that for us?"
"Shove the cactus in the corner up your asshole, you dumb dolly!!"
ReplyDelete"Why don't you try fisting your butt, with BOTH HANDS!! LOL!"
"Slap your cunty, Dolly-slut!"
"Rub your cunt raw!"
"Deepthroat that novelty candle on the coffee table, baby-doll!"
"Fuck your HOLES!!" "DOLLY WHORE!!" "CUM ALL THE TIME, PLASTIC BITCH!!"
Dolly sighed as the endless noises droned on in her ears. She'd long since forgotten her real name, and frankly, no longer cared. The screaming computerized voices in her ears filled her mind, they never let up, even for a second; she'd not heard herself think in ages.
The one time she'd managed to actually refuse to follow the endless 'suggestions', she'd been stuck listening to a throbbing white noise, itself slowly morphing in her ears, like the babbling of a brook, until she couldn't help but hear "Dolly whore, Plastic slut, Dolly whore, Plastic slut" over and over again, even in her sleep.
Thankfully the fanmail had returned before Dolly-whore had totally lost her mind. Mentally sighing, she crawled around the room, feeling for the cactus with her recently re-inflated tit balloons....
- B-Rex