
At some point you learned there is something different about you. Something deviant. Your friends talked about finding love. Making love. Having sex.
You realized that's not for you.

Your cunt got soaked at different things. You found yourself rubbing yourself like a bitch in heat thinking about big cocks using you like a cumrag. You longed for someone to choke you, to give you orders, to twist your mind and soul around. You want to be gaslit and brainwashed into horny bliss.
You don't want love. You want to be broken.

Broken. A mindless, cock-obsessed toy. Not even a person, not even capable of thought or morality. Just lust and obedience, being whoever they tell you to be, sucking and kissing and fuckiung whoever and whatever you are told to. You want it so bad... to just stop pretending, to find someone to give you that final push over the edge, beyond the point of no return.

Work, studying, dating... you want to leave it all behind. They're not for you. You need to stop being human. You need to be a toy, a pet, a silly plaything. It gives you shame but that only makes it better, reminds you of how perverted and worthless you are.
Reminds you that your pussy is stronger than you, and you love your own weakness.

You advertise yourself in places like this site. You are looking for it, that final push. You're ready to let go. So let go. Let everyone know what you want. Let everyone see how desperate you are for it.
How? Simple. Reblog and comment those words that make your cunt oh so happy, so everyone knows you're fruit ripe for picking:
Break me.
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