No Fussing

I do my best...

Good girls deal with their trauma by making older men cum to it

Remembering what's important

What’s important:

How big a woman’s tits are.

How tight a woman’s holes are.

How obedient a woman is.

What’s NOT important:

A woman’s dignity.

A woman’s opinion.

A woman’s pleasure.

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It isn’t your mouth, it is his cock socket. It isn’t your cunt, it is his fleshlight. It isn’t your ass, it is his rape hole. It isn’t your hair, it is his handle. They aren’t your tits, they’re his punching bags. You aren’t you. You are his fuckdoll, his stress relief, his anger management system, his sex toy.

Sometimes the only thing getting me through the workday is knowing that later tonight I get to be nothing but a hole for him to use. Brain off. Legs spread. My proper place.

I love being so horny, it get hard to think. I can only think about how wet I am, how much I want to be naked and exposed and on display, how much I want to submit and be controlled and owned. I don’t want to think. I want to give in and give up. I want to be a helpless horny mess.

I love the idea of a man buying me plastic tits, not just for his pleasure but to make sure I know he literally owns my breasts... he bought them so he owns them. He can do what ever he wishes to them, they are simply plastic funbags for him to use.

Literally anytime I am touched in a sexual manner now, my brain clicks off, my eyes roll back, my tongue dips out, my pussy drips. I cannot help it. The second I am fondled, licked, kissed, grabbed, I crumble into my natural state of mindless obedience and become a willing and submissive fuck toy. I cannot resist my programming. I cannot resist my natural state. I am an empty fucktoy. I exist to give pleasure. I exist to obey.

Literally anytime I am touched in a sexual manner now, my brain clicks off, my eyes roll back, my tongue dips out, my pussy drips. I cannot help it. The second I am fondled, licked, kissed, grabbed, I crumble into my natural state of mindless obedience and become a willing and submissive fuck toy. I cannot resist my programming. I cannot resist my natural state. I am an empty fucktoy. I exist to give pleasure. I exist to obey.

Can't argue with any of this 🤷🏼‍♀️

It's already too late to stop your transformation. You have been scrolling for too long. You've read too many bimbo posts and stared into too many spirals.

You've ruined your own brain and perverted your sexuality. You're ready to do disgusting things in exchange for attention and approval. You smile when slapped and beg for more.

You would drop into trance at any moment, and even thinking about it is enough to make you get sleepy. You're ready to be controlled.

You're already a bimbo. It's time to realize it.