tinker bell
(Continued from this post)
Nowadays, Tink is incapable of any feelings other than desire and pleasure, and incapable of even imagining any action other than obeying and pleasing me. That might seem like a lot of effort to go to for a rather… limited slave, but, well, look at her. There’s a lot of fun to be had.
And all that fairy dust she gives off when happy has its uses, too. It has a lot more uses than just flight–glamor amplification, for one. Enslaving Tink opened up the doors to a bevy of beautiful possibilities–and I intend to enjoy every one of them!
If Tink ever gives me a break from playing with her, that is.




