Imagine How Humiliating It Will Be To Show Up At His Door Once Again, Your Face Burning With Shame. You

Imagine how humiliating it will be to show up at his door once again, your face burning with shame. You told him this would just be a one-time thing, that you just needed to get these funny urges out of your system… but here you are once more, biting your lip, desperately trying to cling to what little dignity remains in you. The worst part is there’s no easy way to say it… there’s no way you can salvage your self-respect… he knows exactly what you’re here for, and he’s not going to give it to you until you beg for it.

thinking about getting dicked down for the first time as a lesbian is obviously hot but what really gets me is the second time. the idea of letting a guy fuck you thinking you wont even like it but then you find yourself desperate to go back for more. maybe you didnt ask for it the first time but now you have to deliberately seek it out, youll lose the ability to deny you want it

What’s your most embarrassing orientation play fantasy?

omg the most embarrassing...

well, id say probably fantasising about a world like Gilead from the Handmaids Tale being real, where all fertile women, regardless of their "sexual orientation", are rounded up and placed in the homes of men to be fucked, bred and bear their children, and once the baby is born, they're sent to another house of another man to repeat rhe cycle forever

just... thinking about being subjugated to that, an entire country structured around forcing lesbians to be fucked by men, to bear their seed... being held down and told this is good, that it's Gods will, that this is how everything is meant to be, regardless of my imaginary attraction yo women, that my body was made to be fucked and used and filled by men, for cock, over and over and over again for men all over the country, that no matter how much i protest and proclaim im a lesbian, my pussy still gushes and clings to every drop of cum and bears a child... that this is my purpose....

you see why the handmaids tale is my favourite book now..

not only is it tantalising to be turned on by a feminist book set in a dystopia to warn us about women's rights over their bodies, but im just desperate to be held captive like that, to be ruined and corrupted and corrected, simply because im female...

fuck now im horny agajn

find it very ironic that my rabbit toy is the lesbian flag colors. doesn't feel very lesbian when I'm desperately fucking myself with it wishing it was a real cock. hm.

Being ace and being this horny feels contradictory.

Normally I barely think about sex, I have no interest in it. But this morning I woke up and all I can think about is being on my knees, pleasing someone with my mouth as they enjoy their breakfast. Or, if I am lucky, them fucking me awake.

I swear this isn’t how I normally am but it feels so good. It’s like my brain has been hijacked by my dripping pussy

Everyone seems to want to fully break dykes, to have them fully abandon their lesbian delusions, but personally I want ones that desperately hold on to the last strand of its lesbianism while it whimpers and begs under me.

And you were… but it gets so tiring to keep fighting, and it’s so easy to give in, especially when just the act of surrender itself just feels so intoxicatingly good. “Just one time” is yet another thing you’ll tell yourself, another temporary stopping place along your path to corruption that you’ll barge right through in a matter of days or weeks. You’ve come so far already, built up such wonderful momentum… you have no chance of stopping now, and the knowledge of that just excites you and thrills you even more…

maybe just one time wouldnt hurt