I wish I was a sex slave. Slapped and beaten, choking, drooling, making inhuman, stupid noises when my head is brutally shoved down to deepthroat a cock. Made to hold it in my throat while I struggle and kick against my chains.
I wish I was kept in a doghouse outside, even in the rain, and trained until I forget I was ever a human female - only a dog for my owner to take care of and show off tricks I can do at parties. I want to whine and bark in confusion when he allows other men to mount me, to use me. I want to lick his face with happiness when he cuddles me. I want him to muzzle me and take me for public walks like a real dog.
I wish I was fondled by every man I walk by and meet, and that this was normal and an everyday thing. I wish I had no say and that they would do what they wanted and fill me with penises… but I especially wish I was humiliated by men every day. Made to do embarrassing things, to sit on dildoes that hurt my ass while they talk and play cards and smoke cigars and drink manly drinks. Forced to suck their hairy dicks and balls under the table, even men I hadn’t met. I want to be called “retard” and “ugly” and “pig” and smile, my face covered in makeup, my nipples and vagina exposed. Whether I do something right or wrong, I want to be told that I’m a stupid bitch and that I’m slow, an idiot, but they’ll teach me. They’ll be patient with me.
I wish I was brought to frat parties and my clothes torn off by hot college guys, forced to do kegstands until I puke and pass out and get raped by all of them while I’m fading in and out of consciousness, and I want to wake up covered in all of their cum with it dripping out of my aching, gaping holes. I want men to use toys and devices and machines on me, to put things in my pussy and ass and mouth that don’t belong in there, and to force me to act like a little girl, a baby, an animal, or anything they want me to be. I want men to give me my identity, to mold me into something worthwhile and beautiful and vacant, a mannequin, a blow-up doll.
I want to be told what I am and what to be… and strictly controlled, forced to be what he wants me to be, every inch - diet, exercise, clothing, chores, stilettos, ropes, punishments, shame… so much shame. I need to be humiliated. I need to be owned. I need to be told what I’m allowed to say and do, and what I’m not. I need very clear rules and instructions, and to know he’s in charge and is smarter than I am, stronger, braver. I need this. So badly.
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