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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

Anonymous asked:

As a 19/yo slutty girl, I doubt you could make me any more fuckable :P

“More fuckable…”

More fuckable? You seriously doubt that I can’t make you even the slightest bit hotter than you already are?

 Okay. Game on.

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I had a look at your life, little miss anonymous. While you are indeed 19, I don’t think much of the rest of your story. Your claims of “already being a slut” are pretty cute, I had a quick peek into your memories, and well… I can see that you THINK you’re a slut, but just banging a different boy every other weekend doesn’t really cut it in my world. Oh, you post the odd gym selfie of your flat stomach? You sent on guy a slutty mirror pic with your pussy showing? Beginner stuff, kid. Let’s do something about that.

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From this moment on, you’re a REAL slut. As in, MY definition of one. You’ll do anything sexual, and I mean literally ANYTHING. I know you thought you were already super experienced, but come on. You’ve only ever had three cocks up your butt, and none of them were accompanied with a pussy stuffing! So let’s just reach into your brain, and start amping up that dial labelled “libido”. It’s currently at a pretty average 5, which i can see you think is really high, but no. You only masturbate once every couple of days! Let’s turn it shall we? 6… your thoughts are regularly getting interrupted by images of yourself being dominated. 7… your juices are starting to really flow, look, you’re even getting a few drips run down your thighs! 8…. I saw that shudder. Your brain is starting to flood with hormones… the primal urge to breed, to become impregnated is starting to overpower your personality. 9… Your nipples are now permanently stiff and sensitive… Every vibration from a little jiggle, every rub up against the inside of a bra or t-shirt is going to shoot pink lightning directly into your pussy…

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Should we keep going? You wanted to be “more fuckable” didn’t you?Meaning more able to be fucked by anyone, more likely to participate in more sex with more people? I’d say it’s pretty much a guarantee now, as soon as I give you back control of your hands they’re going to shoot straight into your panties, and I doubt you’ll have the mental capacity to remove them… So where are you right now? Perhaps you’re hanging out with friends, maybe you’re in a crowded nightclub? Or maybe you’re somewhere more suitable to your… level of slutdom. A college campus maybe? Sitting in the back of a lecture wondering if the nasty slut-maker will ever respond to your ask? Well, wherever you are, they’re all going to be talking tomorrow about the girl who ripped her clothes off and started frantically fucking anything that came close to her…

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Heh. I actually have a thing for round numbers… I can’t stand it when my TV volume isn’t a 5 or a 0 number… So that 9 is just kind of bothering me… let’s just round it up to a nice even 10…. Yeah, you’re going to have trouble forming sentences, that pure heat that’s throbbing from between your legs is going to be a constant, all-consuming distraction… Look how much blood is pumping down there, you’re totally rocking a hamburger slit now! Even your clit even looks like a teeny weeny cock…

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I’m going to leave you to it now… As soon as I’m out of sight, your body is going to snap back into your control…. So good luck, I guess. Not that it’ll help… I’ve made pretty sure you’re going to experience between wanting to be more slutty, and NEEDING to be fucked in all holes at every minute of every day….

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Enjoy being more fuckable!!!

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True helplessness

“Are you sure you want to go through with this?” You ask, running your finger over the large red button. This is all so weird.  When your friend, not really even your friend, this stranger you talk to on the internet, when they messaged you and asked if you could do them a favor… How could you say no to a deal like that? You didn’t think they would really take you up on your offer of a room. A room to stay in while they erase themselves.

“I’m sure…” he giggles, eyes wide, excited at what he’s finally doing. You’re thinking of him as a he, but even at a glance you can tell there’s something else going on there. He’s been taking something, surely. Men don’t have figures like that, waists that tiny. Men especially don’t have lips that large or such long beautiful hair…. What the fuck is up with this guy?

“You…. You’re not gonna rob me and leave me here are you?” He smirks, choosing not to look you in the eye. You feel a slight sting as you realise this is all part of it. He doesn’t even trust you. If he did, would it really count as “true helplessness”?

Because that’s why he’s here. You think back to the ad you responded to. It was only a few days ago, but things have moved so fast since then….

WANTED: A partner to help me experience true, complete helplessness. I will need a room in your home, in which I will dose myself with mind-altering drugs, bind myself beyond escape, and use hypnosis to fuck my mind beyond comprehension. You will need to take me to some pre-paid appointments, and watch over me to make sure I don’t die. After 40 days, my schedule will be complete and you can do whatever you like with me. Use me, make money off hiring me out. Sell me for all I care.

So you watch, transfixed and this person goes about binding themselves tightly in place. As they shove a large vibrating plug into their asshole. As they pull a sports mouthguard from its case, and carefully, slowly insert it over their teeth. He showed it to you earlier, it’s completely lined with tabs of LSD. He’s got three more that you will have to put into his mouth every 10 days. He said there’s enough in each one to totally fry his brain, and absorbing it through his gums should make it kick even harder…. This guy is really serious about what he’s doing.

He beckons you over, and you help him finish off his rig. You bind his hands, place the VR headset over his eyes, noise cancelling headphones over his ears, and finish up with the ball-gag over his lips. He takes a sharp inhale through his nose as he steers himself for what’s to come. Even around the ball in his mouth, you can see him smiling involuntarily. He’s fucking loving this.

You look over the schedule he handed you, detailing his pre-paid appointments. He has a hypnotherapist coming every three days to, as he put it “reinforce my programming”, you’re supposed to let them in and just leave them to it. In 14 days you have to remove him from the rig and transport him to a small private surgical practice nearby. You’re not sure what they’re going to do to him there, but you’re supposed to put him back on hypnos as soon as he gets out of surgery.

From there, there are 2 more surgical appointments a dental appointment of some description, and one right at the end of the 40 days, with apparently 2 weeks of recovery time in the hospital. What the fuck is this guy planning on doing to himself?

The final note, just mentions a dodgy tattoo and piercing studio downtown. You’ve walked past it before, but the people there seem a little extreme for your liking. The note next to it says “just leave me there if you don’t want to deal with me anymore”.

You look from the list you’ve agreed to stick to, to the immobile person bound in front of you. He’s bobbing up and down now, looking like a little kid about to get a candy shopping spree. He gives the signal, a slow, calculated nod, and you push PLAY on the device plugged into his headset and headphones. Flashing lights and strange noises start, and you’re sure are going to continue nonstop for the next 40 days.

As agreed you exit the room, turning off the light and locking the door behind you, not to return for 12 hours to check on him.

You stand at the door for a long time thinking about what’s going on on the other side of it…did you just get yourself a free sex slave? Coz it really seems like that’s what he’s doing to himself. Well, if nothing else, the next 40 days, are going to be really fucking interesting.

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*Giggles*

Hi friends! It feels nice to be posting again. I couldn’t find any good porn to go with this story, so if you find some, like send it my way and I’ll add it :D

I suuuuper wanna try this for myself… any volunteers to be my babysitter?

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He can’t hear you. His brain is busy being re-wired. So, go ahead, shout his name right into his ear, like it will make a difference. Like his eardrums will even register, next to the mountain of sensation that he’s being bombarded with.
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He can’t hear you. His brain is busy being re-wired. So, go ahead, shout his name right into his ear, like it will make a difference. Like his eardrums will even register, next to the mountain of sensation that he’s being bombarded with. 

Did you know that clits have over 8000 nerve endings? That’s right, all those little lights all crammed in next to each other. Totally disrupts the brain when they’re manipulated. Well those lips of his…. there’s 8000 endings per inch. His lips are made of clits, and I doubt that next to that, he can even register the sensation of you shouting at him.

And then there’s the all new stuff. Those milk ducts are drawing a lot of focus too, his nipples are hitting pretty similar numbers, and on top of that, it’s an entirely alien sensation he’s feeling there. All that milk, drip drip dripping, squeezing it’s way out of those tiny holes… must feel like heaven in those tits of his.

Plus, you saw. I just came in his mouth. My jizz is slowly dripping down his throat, and he really likes that now. Well, “needs it” might be a more accurate phrase, but hey, point being? He’s fairly distracted at the moment. He’s not gonna know it’s you talking to him. He’s not gonna even know who you are.

So, might as well flop out your cock, and give him what he wants right? If you don’t, he’s not gonna care about your widdle fwiendship any more, he’s gonna wander off and find someone who will.

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“Wait…. You’re leaving me here?!! Wha… What about changing me back into a man? You promised, you said if i agreed to be your guinea pig you’d-”
“Yeah, I’m gonna cut you off right there. These guys have volunteered to fund my further research into...

“Wait…. You’re leaving me here?!! Wha… What about changing me back into a man? You promised, you said if i agreed to be your guinea pig you’d-”

“Yeah, I’m gonna cut you off right there. These guys have volunteered to fund my further research into body reshaping, for as long as I leave you here, to have potenital training regimes tested out on you! And maybe drop off an extra girl every once in a while. Long story short…. I’m gonna take the money, you’re staying exactly as you are, and you’re going to be THEIR guinea pig until I decide otherwise.”

“WHAT?! You can’t be serious, we’ve been best friends for like, 10 years! How are you even considering leaving me with these…. people??? Get these fucking cuffs off me!”

“Shut the fuck up, slut. You think just coz you’re in a chicks body that suddenly makes it okay to sleep with my wife? You asshole, you cunt, enjoy your stay here at the farm….”

“Hang on, hang on…. this seriously isn’t a joke? You’re seriously going to leave me like this? A-and all the way out here in the middle of nowhere? I’m not going to fuck them if that’s what you’re thinking, just because you and I did-”

“We’ll I say like this, but I mean more like this! Heeeere’s your very first livestock shot!”

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“Oh dude…. Whaaaaa? Ooooh everything….. funny…. Soooooo…..”

*gurgling sounds*

“Yeah that shut you up…. You can expect regular doses jabbed in your fat cunt eeeevery day, the farmhands say it helps with keeping you docile and uh…. I think the word they used was ‘receptive’ to your training. You’ll be this wet, and leaky, and stupid almost all the time! Fun right?”

“Guuuuuhhhh…… muhhhhh……”

“Good luck out here, MAN, these guys are the real deal. By the time we meet next, your slut holes are all going to be equally hypersensitive, your nipples are going to feel so much better than your pathetic little cock ever did, and your ‘personailty’ will be an obedient little pile of mush that these people can use to make money with. Have fun!

“Huuuuuuuuugh…. nuuuuuugh….. Mmmmmmh….”

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“Well, you guys can take it from here, yeah? Cool, bye guys! I’ll be back to see her in a couple months, really try and train that asshole okay? I want him…. Uh HER, coming on my cock non-stop!”

….

“Oh, hey you were the guy who bought us Bess right? Sweet lil gal, she’s been with us for like, a year now! Where have you been? We never saw you back.”

“Oh, I’ve been busy, you know. How is a little bitch? All broken in?”

“Yeah, you… uh… you could say that. She hasn’t had much going on in the noggin for a while…. ever since we started milkin’ her she’s been all spacey, ya know what I mean? Doesn’t really do anything except masturbate and beg to be fed.”

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“You stuck her with the diet we talked about?”

“Yes, sir! Semen only, sometimes we didnt have enough human stuff in stock, but she’s learned to make do.”

“Well, excellent! Saddle her up, would you? I want to go in and say hi….”

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“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”
David’s tiny body bucked in pleasure as she grunted loudly while Greg fucked her hard in the ass. As was always the case when she was getting fucked there, the orgasm dwarfed almost any of the...

“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”

David’s tiny body bucked in pleasure as she grunted loudly while Greg fucked her hard in the ass. As was always the case when she was getting fucked there, the orgasm dwarfed almost any of the myriad other ways she came regularly.

While she was cumming, in her more lucid moments, her mind drifted as it so often did, over what she had become in the year since she and Lisa had switched bodies, and how she had become what she was now. In the weeks after Lisa had left her wrapped up so nicely for Greg, David had slowly discovered the many things Lisa had been tweaking in her mind that day for so long, as well as other aspects that appeared to be part of her transformation.

For one thing, her body appeared to be incredibly resilient and almost completely resistant to getting sick - she hadn’t had so much as a sniffle in the last year, and even cuts or bruises healed within hours. But those had been the only real physical changes (at least initially).

On the mental side…Lisa had apparently given her a cursory knowledge of Lisa’s actual past, enough that combining that with the fall down the stairs she’d been forced to fake a couple of days later (though the head bump was very real) allowed her to pull off actually *being* Lisa with no problems. Once she’d dropped out of Lisa’s grad school program of course. David had nowhere near Lisa’s actual knowledge of biochemistry, so there was no chance of faking that.

No, David’s only recourse was to become a housewife. It was pretty clear Greg didn’t mind her in that role. Especially with the other changes that had seemingly come over his wife.

After she’d woken up from that first unbelievable orgasm (she’d passed out shortly after Greg started fucking her bound body), she’d discovered that while Greg couldn’t control her like Lisa could, she could still somehow sense his needs and desires…and was, if not compelled then at least strongly encouraged through her own arousal to act on them. And especially on seeing his sweet wife’s new tattooed and pierced body, with all of the toys she’d brought home to act out his fantasies, Greg had a *lot* of needs and desires to be satisfied in those first few weeks. David had spent them sucking and fucking and stripping and dancing and doing all sorts of nasty things to Greg’s continued amazement and enjoyment.

When Greg had gone away for a week on a business trip about a month later, David had discovered even more of the fun little modifications Lisa had made to her. In particular, her immediate and desperate need to fuck or suck a cock or pussy whenever she saw one (brought on by an accidental flip through the adult channels on their cable network that morning)…and horrifically, her new inability to cum from playing with herself unless she was performing for someone else.

Upon discovering that second horrible fact after three desperate hours of fingers, toys, and every position imaginable, she’d been once again nearly mad with lust and had called the only number she could think of to help her with her state…she’d dug out the paper towel with the phone number on it from the man in the diner. She’d managed to sound vaguely rational on the phone as she begged to see him (while working a dildo in and out of her cunt, desperately). And he’d thankfully been home…and told her to come over.

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Breaking the Girl - Epilogue


On Monday morning, Eleanor lay there, reliving her weekend, shocked at how much she’d contributed to her own breaking. He’d won. He’d broken her, she was currently scooping up cum and slurping it off her fingers, she couldn’t help it. Even hours old, it was the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted…..She wanted more.

She dressed, sluttier than usual, not wanting to admit the reason why, immediately soaking through her panties and having to remove them before heading to school. Checking her phone on the walk, she discovered that thousands of people had liked some new profile photo, but then her account had been deleted by the admins…… Strange. 

What little Ellie didn’t know was how broken she truly was, but over the course of the day she’d find out. She was a cock-addict now, sucking off a total of 7 guys at school, cumming hard as they facefucked her, greedily swallowing every drop of cum. When a janitor walked in on her fucking her history teacher, she coaxed him to join them, getting fucked in her virgin asshole for the first time. But the strangest thing was, as the teacher came inside her, filling her young womb with his wonderful jizz, it seemed to trigger something. 

Memories she didn’t recognize came flooding in. A man’s memories. Did she….. Did she used to be a guy? An extra personality overlapped hers for a few moments, panicking and crying as it couldn’t help scooping cum from her pussy and slurping it up… It screamed and yelled inside her head… Fighting its impulses. But then it faded. Ellie wondered if that would happen every time someone creamed in her hungry cunt…… 

The broken slut, licking her goopy fingers, deduced there was likely only one way to find out.

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Breaking the Girl Day 3 - Sunday

Ellie didn’t sleep that night. She lay in the same spot, working fingers, pens, anything she could find inside herself. She fingered her tight little asshole for the first time, thinking nothing of it, as she edged and edged and edged, keeping eye contact with the desperate slut in the mirror. Flicking her clit ring and sending herself to ridiculous heights of pleasure, she knew she was in control. Her reflection begged for release but she wouldn’t let it. She was better than that.

As the sun came up, the exhausted girl removed her hands from her swollen, soaked pussy and padded off to find me. Surely this would prove that she couldn’t be broken, she thought, as she attempted to pay attention to what she was doing instead of the hum coming from her exposed clit. I pretended to be impressed as she recounted her evening. No orgasms? You might just be too much for me! I chuckled, smiling to myself that she hadn’t even wiped her juices from her hands before confronting me.

I suggested to her halfheartedly that I ‘thought of a way’ to break her last night. She scoffed at me, telling me it was too late and I’d never win. But for some reason she still let me tie her up. She chuckled condescendingly as I slid a slim vibrator into her asshole. She rolled her eyes as I put a vibrating egg inside her soaking pussy and clipped a tiny bullet toy to her clit ring. This would never work, she was far beyond me sexually, she claimed as I tied the gag in place and stood up to admire my handiwork. She huffed haughtily, as if to ask “is that all?” I smiled, pushed 3 buttons on three different remotes, and left for a walk on the beach. 

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I returned two hours later to a drooling, incoherent mess. The carpet was soaked with pussy juice in every direction. Her eyes were unfocused, her nipples were straining so hard I thought they might pop. This little bitch had done most of my work for me. She’d spent 2 nights conditioning herself with only the slightest push. After revving herself so high, her brain couldn’t handle this kind on intensity. I removed her gag and asked her what she thought about all this and was met with only grunts, moans, cute little whines and screams. I smiled as I pulled out my cock, now much larger than she would remember it being, and shoved it down her throat.

Thinking back, Ellie is the girl that first made me think of adding a new g-spot to a woman. As I fucked her throat, actually enjoying this sluts body for the first time all weekend, I reached out with my mind once again. I rewired her brain to believe the back of her throat housed a little sensitive zone just like the one in her cunt. I immediately noticed the difference as she went from choking to suddenly enthusiastically thrusting back towards me. I smiled. Id definitely won the bet. She was gone. 

Untying her, I removed the egg from her pussy and roughly shoved my cock in to replace it. She was in a state if continuous orgasm, clenching around me, squirting juices, too immersed in pleasure to even realize how hard she was thrusting back against me. I felt myself about to cum…. Actually cum. Not the pretend orgasms I’d been giving her to grow her confidence. The combination of her tight pussy, her warm throat and her current mental state was getting to my head. On an impulse, in the heights of ecstasy, I reached into her brain and soaked her taste centers with cum. I poured a lake of cum into the tiny piece of brain meant to distinguish flavors, ruining it beyond repair.

In the years since, I’ve refrained from transforming someone I’m currently fucking. I must have gotten a little carried away and fried her taste receptors, because as I pulled out and came she acted like Id showered her in chocolate cocaine. I looked down at the little broken slut, guzzling cum like she was starving, and snapped a photo for proof.

Girl Broken. Flawless Victory.

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Breaking the Girl Day 2 - Saturday

Eleanor woke feeling…. Empty. Horny. Needy. She hadnt made herself cum the night before. No need to make my job easier, she reasoned. Her pussy didn’t feel like it had slept though… It was the wet, insistent throbbing that had woken her. She squeezed her boobies absently, wondering if they’d always been this sensitive….. Surely that was normal for an experienced sexy girl like herself. 

 The clit ring baffled her. Had she had that yesterday? It was tiny and silver, and seemed to hum with vibration. It was healed, and the metal felt so amazingly good inside her little pink nub… She must have gotten it a while ago…. All that edging must have scrambled her brain a bit if she was forgetting stuff like that. 

She dressed provocatively to frustrate me, and came out into the lounge to get breakfast, the little ring seeming to intensify the vibrations on each step she took. It was distracting, keeping part of her brain focused on her dripping pink slit at all times. She couldn’t remember what she was supposed to be doing as I greeted her. As I approached her. As I reached down and lightly flicked her ring with a fingernail. The hum became a foghorn and she collapsed into my arms, grabbing my hand and forcing it between her legs. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she violently humped back against my fingers. She came, helplessly twitching in my arms, the piercing amplifying any vibrations and shooting them directly into her pleasure centers. She didn’t think this was a problem…. That must be why she got it done in the first place, right? This guy couldn’t break her if she could do this to herself… He was probably intimidated by how hard she just came. She was still in control….. 

Her blowjob skills seemed to have improved overnight. She was more firm, more teasing, more into what she was doing, less vanilla. She giggled to herself at how much she enjoyed manipulating people with her expert mouth…. She was in control of me at this point….. She would win the bet easily, she thought as she took my cum on her tongue and swallowed it greedily…. This guy had no chance….. But damn his seed sure did taste good. She didn’t think straining to get more was a problem, she just liked the taste. That was all. 

We fucked for hours after she gulped down every drop of my cum. Because she wanted to, not because I did. She took my cock up inside her, groaning with pleasure as her tormented pussy was stretched and battered….. Shuddering uncontrollably every time my balls slapped on her clit-ring. She lost herself in her pleasure for the rest of the day…. Too distracted to wonder how a pathetic man like me could go for hours on end like this. Too horny to question how the strategy of fucking at length like this would prevent her from losing the bet. When I finally pulled out of her and wished her goodnight, she cried out and tried to impale herself again. My polite decline to continue made her angry. Was i even going to try to break her? I wasn’t taking this seriously, I only had one day left and I hadn’t even started….

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Breaking the Girl Day 1 - Friday.

She gave me the weekend. The little bitch bet me $1000 I couldn’t break her before she had to go back to school on Monday. She said she was already so into sex that she could take anything I threw at her and probably ask for more. Chuh….. Little girls.

I was still just starting out, see. I’d made one or 2 fuckdolls before, but they were basic. Flicking off the brain, turning the libido up to 11, removing ability to move without instruction. Basic stuff. I wanted to prove myself, do something more….artsy than just make another cumdumpster. Too easy, not exciting enough. So when little Eleanor bet me she could take anything I could do to her, I wanted to teach her a lesson….. I might have gotten a little carried away.

On the first day, while she thought I was too nervous to talk to her after her sexual boast (she actually thought she’d intimidated me, how adorable) , I reached into her mind. Removed her inhibitions, experimented with rewiring a few things, but carefully tried not to touch her sense of humility. She’d regret messing with me.

She thought going for a nudie run was her idea. I grinned to myself as I played along, knowing that she was getting turned on by this public nudity. The little twinge from her pussy when she was naked around me concerned her, but not enough to lose face in front of me.

When we returned to the house, I put my pants back on and picked up a book to read, while she stood there, dripping. She was naked and sexy, she was everything a man would want! Why was I not more interested in looking at her, in lusting after her? In breaking her like I’d claimed I could easily do?

Being so sexually adventurous and experienced, she “decided” she would seduce me instead. She approached me, so turned on, so desperate for validation. She was so pretty! I should be begging for her! She groped herself as she pulled down my pants and grabbed at my cock.

Her blowjob form was terrible. Light, teeth involved, so vanilla. I doubt she’d ever been taught, she just assumed she knew what she was doing. Nobody would ever tell a girl like this she was bad at sucking dick. But hey, at least the view was nice.

She wanted me to ask her to go further. She wanted me to beg for her supple body so she could deny me. So she could control me. But instead I just smiled and wished her goodnight while she sat, naked, dumbfounded, and more than a little wet.

I bet that she thought her 3 hour masturbation session that night was her idea too. She would have just told herself it was normal to hold herself on the edge of orgasm, thinking about cumming so hard her mind would implode….. Everything was normal and under control.

There was no way any guy could ever break her… Especially not a guy like me.

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