Puppets and strings
-
Am I the only one who has ever thought about it? The idea of marionettes just feels inherently erotic to me in the most sizey kind of way:
The hands, maybe the legs, maybe the neck, tied up, control taken away from your little victim, fallen under the power of a single outstretched hand. A woman slowly reduced to a helpless toy… or turned into lure to claim more victims for her giant master.
Making her walk, talk, go through her life, helpless to tell anyone what’s happening to her. Telling her friends to just… come for a visit one day. It’ll be fun!
There’s also the living marionette, the toy that is only a toy, who has lived her entire life helpless and dependent on other’s whims, or who used to be a person before her memory was wiped. And for her, the strings, her chains, are part of her. To her? Her puppet master is her savior, a kindly yet unstoppable force that allows her to experience life for the first time.
…Yeah. I have a lot of ideas in this vein, in several different ways, but I’ve never seen it really come up anywhere else. Is it just me?
-
Even outside of size content, I find the themes and symbolism of puppets very interesting and appealing. They’re very relatable in some ways!
-
Not personally but a interesting concept none the less
