TLDR: A butt plug set my slut brain on fire like gas and matches.

I wonder if you knew exactly what you were doing when you said it. The command fell so nonchalantly from your lips. “Go get your butt plug." Just like that. It had been a while since I'd used it, so I thought, why not? The moment I slid it in and it started buzzing, my slut brain kicked in hard. Have you ever felt your brain slip? Where the reasonable part of you steps aside and something far more feral takes over? Yeah. That’s what you did to me. And whatever that switch was you flipped in my head, it didn’t just make me obedient. It made me absolutely ravenous to be claimed. Yours. Used. Fucked. Owned. In every way.