God, I Am So Obsessed With Sadists. All I Want To Do Is Listen To Them Talk About How Hot It Is To Hurt

God, I am so obsessed with sadists. All I want to do is listen to them talk about how hot it is to hurt me. How much they love it when I suffer for them. I get butterflies when they talk about breaking me. It’s so unbelievably hot to listen to them getting off to the idea of violating me. I love feeding into it. I love crying and begging them to stop. I love being a little victim.

Much has been said about changing a girl until she's an insult to her former self. But I want to turn you into an insult to your future self.

I want to have you wordless, brainless, drooling, and dripping my cum down your leg. I want you crawling across the floor to me on your belly, just so you can beg to taste my cock. I want to see you smiling blissfully up at me as I smack you across the face, just hoping I'll think the mark of my hand looks pretty on you.

And I want you to remember all that, when you're out in the world. I want you to blush furiously in public, wondering how you could have possibly acted like such an empty-headed whore. I want you to swear to yourself that you have more self-respect than that, that you'll never do anything like it again.

Just so that I can laugh at you the next time - and the next time, and the time after that - and know that no matter what the civilized version of you thinks of it, the stupid little slut will always come when I call.

I just want that kind of cnc dynamic that ends with me being broken. The kind of broken where I don’t even beg them to stop anymore, I just beg them to please just cum already in between sobs. Where it’s not about fighting it anymore, but appeasing them. They’ve shown me I can’t get away, that resisting only makes it worse, that anything they want, they will get, regardless of how much I don’t want it. I want to be that scared, that conditioned, that helpless against them.

It's always "Breed me breed me!" Until you realize the condom is on the bed next to you and they're panting in your ear about how good it feels to fuck you raw and that you're going to make a great mom

Having your wrists bound behind your back, grinding and fucking the vibrator underneath you and being forced to cum and overstim while being caned. It only stops when they say so. Not when your crying. Not when your swollen little clit can't take anymore. And not when there is more space for new welts on your ass ♡

"did you really just fucking cum as soon as I put it in?" I say with disgust, as if I hadn't been degrading and edging them for hours with that exact goal in mind.