I Need to Be Used

I am a tall hot blonde goddess. When I am out at the club with my girlies, men fall at my feet wanting to spoil me, worship me, and possess me. But, those men do nothing for me. I have never been a vanilla girl. I have never been into romantic love. I should be a dominate bitch based on my appearance; however, I crave a stern master; even a rough master. I want a dark, sick, twisted relationship based on ownership, control and pain. I don’t want to be pampered; I want to be used and abused. I don’t want to wear expensive jewelry that suggest you love and care about me; I wanna wear a chain and collar that says you own me. I don’t want men falling to their feet to worship me; I wanna fall to my feet to worship you and your friends. I don’t wanna put on makeup to look gorgeous; I wanna put on makeup to hide the bruises. I don’t want to wear pretty girly clothes; I want to be naked in your presence so you can have access to my fuck holes whenever you want. I belong to you and whomever you want to share me with. I am not the wife or the girlfriend who nags you, demands your time and your wallet, withholds sex from you or denies you your darkest desires. I will do whatever you want, even if it scares me or scars me. I need to be your bitch; I need to be your whore; I need to be your slave; I need to be your victim.  I will serve you until I die.

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