I wish I were her
I was not trying to be shocking, or to be a pioneer. I wasn’t trying to change society, or to be ahead of my time. I didn’t think of myself as liberated, and I don’t believe that I did anything important. I was just myself. I didn’t know any other way to be, or any other way to live. ~ Bettie Page
It feels like time this had a reblog. I still get instantly horny thinking about this night.
Sir decided to read through my blog tonight. He loves seeing just how much I expose myself to on the Internet, just how how filthy I can be, just how compliant I am. He wanted to show me who I belong to still, though.
He had me get my inflatable dildo and butt plug, plus my hood. He used my mouth for a little while, me so eager to please, so desperate for his cock. Then he had me bend over and spat on my ass. All the lube I would get. The plug pushed in first. The dildo quick to follow. Pumped up a little at first. The hood pulled on my head and blindfold attached. He doesn’t want to see me when he’s using me, I am just an object to him.
Kneeling up, I smell Sharpie near me. Words written on my body, my legs shaking, so distracted by the fullness in me and the feeling of the marker tip dragging on my skin. A couple more pumps, more writing. As the inflatables stretch me more, I can barely hold back my orgasm.
Lead to the other room by the tubing in the items penetrating my holes. Forced to kneel and open wide, I feel his cock slam my throat, hands on either side of my head, unrelenting until come filled my mouth. Holding my mouth open, waiting to be given permission to swallow, posing for the photos he will make me share with the world.
Pushed to the bed and made to come for him, exploding at his words and fingers on my clit. His grip on me tight, clit pinched in his hand.
Pushed to the bathroom, made to look myself in the eye in the mirror, on the verge of tears from the humiliation. He’s proud of his fucktoy, even when she struggles. Made to scrub the filth and shame from her body, a clean state to start again.
Would you want to abuse this poor little girl? Hear me choke on cock, see my holes filled and stretched, decorate me with degrading words, cover me in come.
Thank you, Sir.