At the Institute I fantasize about.
I was spirited away to the Institute, tested, studied... and became their prize subject for their experiments. I learned how to manipulate the pheromone they gave me, releasing it in the air if I am in the presence of a man I want to desire me. I learned to achieve intensities of sexual fulfillment via the formula they were working on. The Formula worked very well on me. I have always been, and always wanted to be, a supremely sexual being, and the Formula achieves that for me.
But I've been bad. And now am being punished. I am to be attached to the Institute's gate just like this. And I have to endure whatever torments the curiosity of visitors want to initiate, albeit in this very restricted posture and confinement. Naked I am... my breasts especially prominent.
But I don't feel humiliated. I am aroused instead. It's the formula, but it's also me, the essential Ann, who desires to be desired, who wants men to want to fuck her. So I endure the fondling, the touching, the tasting that happens. I endure the orgasms that come from nipple stimulation - I cum like that often. I don't know how long I'll be here.
(This post may seem weird, but I am very drawn to this pic. Somehow it strikes a deep chord. And what I express above is a genuine fantasy - to be captive, to be controlled, to be thoroughly sexualized, a vessel for pleasure - both my own and the men I encounter. I want to be helpless to resist. I want to be on display. These are honest images and scenarios I would love to engage in somehow. The imagination is real, isn't it? Even if you only imagine such a sexual situation, your responses are nevertheless real. I think about it and I get aroused - my nipples hard, my pussy throbbing. And perhaps you get aroused too, imagining me, feeling your cock get hard, wanting to sink it into my mouth perhaps. Just a fantasy, but how real the reactions are. I love it. I love my fantasy life. I want to leave kisses for you, in all the most intimate places, I want you to carry my scent around with you after our encounter, so you'll think of my aching body and my delicious hunger. )
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