Why Denial Is Important:

you know it’s funny, i’ve done a lot of humiliating things. i’ve submitted to strangers online. i’ve tortured myself for the amusements of others. i’ve pissed myself. i’ve made myself dumber and more desperate on purpose.

but the most humiliating thing that i can do is what i’m doing right now — admit that as much as i wish i was more, that i was better than this, i’m not. i can’t keep away no matter how hard i try. i will always have this craving to be humiliated and degraded. the thought of being used and abused will always make me ache and drip, even if it disgusts my rational mind.

i’m a dumb desperate slut with a broken mind. and i love it.

Such perfect energy

🥺💗🐮

i’m not a her. not even a who.

just it — a hole, a thing, an object

exposed and emptied, mind gone, body owned

getting ruined in front of everyone

and it feels right.

no coming back now.

Stop thinking and just listen.

Feel good.

Be happy.

Get brainwashed.

Be a Good Girl.

Current Mood

Ruin my life.

Decide, before you even *officially* meet me, that you’re going to break my soul, take away my intelligence, ruin any feminist beliefs I have and destroy who I am as a person.

Worm your way into my life and into my mind.

Make me trust you and confide in you, let me tell you my darkest fantasies and make them my reality.

Take away my sweaters and cardigans and replace them with too tight and low tops and skirts so short the barely cover my ass. 

Make me a junkie whore. Make me addicted to drugs and sex. Make me fuck anyone who moves just to get my fix. 

Make me a shell of who I used to be. 

truth

People tend not to get moral credit for their self interested contribution to the welfare of others.

You may notice

You're here again. Is that worry you feel tingling deep inside? Or is it that you feel excitement now.

It seems as though you fantasize about it more. The more you think about it now the more you realize you touch yourself more. Like, a lot more. You better stop no? can you stop? Oh . You can't. You're addicted to the feeling you get now, the rush, the tingling feeling that maybe you shouldn't be enjoying this so damn much.

I invite you to notice it starting to seep into your daily life. How many times have you considered skipping your responsibilities to touch yourself? To let yourself be even more addicted to your fantasies? To go deeper and deeper?

A gentle, kind sex scene doesn't do it for you anymore. Hell, most vanilla porn is looking so... dull to you. No, you need a little darker stuff. Stronger stuff. You need the degradation, the feeling of breaking your own values and mind. Deeper and deeper you go...

Where will it end? Do you want it to end? It feels so good. You’re a good girl, right? You don’t want to touch yourself so much. You know the more you resist the urge the deeper your desire burns inside you. How long will you last before you need to let yourself rub/touch? How long until you decide your purpose is to obey? How long until you fall to your knees and touch yourself now?

Oh. You are actually enjoying the prospect, aren't you? You want to fall. Deeper and deeper. Kinkier and kinkier. More and more broken and perverted.

I won't stop you. I want you to fulfill your desire.. your purpose.. what’s already in your heart.

Inspired by @theprettynosferatu

Filled

Yes, baby.

Yes, it’s possible to learn to like anal. To love the feeling of being stretched there, being filled. To crave it.

But I don’t want that, baby.

I want you to hate it every single time.

I want you to cry while I fuck your ass, I want you to beg me not to and promise anything and everything just so I won’t do it again.

I want it to be my favorite hole anyway.

Will you do that for me, baby?

Its been more than another year and still an inspiration for all.

Edging myself awake on my 365th day of denial! 😳🤯

Such an amazing loop

More.

More edging.

More porn.

More audios.

You need more.

It's never enough.

It will never be enough.

The more you do it the more you break.

The more you break, the better it feels.

The better it feels, the more you do it.

You lost.

And you love it.

...can't fault that logic.