I like to get fucked. Vol 1.

I was twenty-one and fed up with average life. I wanted freedom from responsibility, I wanted to let life grab me, and beat me in a calm submissive state. I wanted slavery, It was going to free me from the chains of people living vicariously through me. It was going to be something truly my own. Or at the very least get the family away from my output. I felt in order to succeed I must break myself down to the essential self,. I ran into one issue,, size,. Literally,. drive,. All things male were not my own despite my rantings. Despite all my attempts at being kingly I could not land the goal, keep the spoils, close the deal,, I couldn’t perform…

I receded into my world of new order and a one world culture. I couldn’t be a king there, but I wasn’t going to give up. I was going to command a form of influence despite not being genetically related, we are transcending that now. I fell apart, I became small,. I didn’t want to lead I wanted to be lead but assist in the best way possible, sexually… I wanted to be the toy, the third wheel, just the sissy in the corner to be dumped in and forgotten till horny again. Feed me d**gs, disorientate me, beat me, make me cry, share me,. All of it. anything. To feel something. To leave anything even a broken hopeless ocean of chaos behind.
Published by villelohne
3 years ago
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