being corrupted

yesterday i felt myself shivering, and i couldn't look away even if i tried. my brain was pulsating and all i could do was edge, edge, edge and oink like a pig. i was nauseous from the amount of porn and masturbation i was melting my brain with.

i asked my husband to take the phone away from me, because i couldn't stop and i was panicked.

he grabbed my wrist and whispered against my neck: "you must be really wet then."

he slammed his cock into my cervix while my brain was nothing but euphoric TV static. everything went quiet and i was biting my finger.

"you rotten fucking PORN addict, mh? your whole LIFE is porn, isn't it?" plap, plap, plap, plap.

he covered my mouth and nose so i couldn't breathe and was bruising my womb.

"oh i can't wait for you to get worse." plap, plap, plap, plap. "i can't wait for you to fry that fucking brain on this shit." plap, plap, plap, plap.

"i d-don't... w-wanna turn into a j-junkie." my head's falling back and my eyes are rolling into my skull.

"little late for that, kid." he thrusts a few more times before shooting a baby straight into my womb.

as always, he looks absolutely stunning, and slides his tongue in my mouth while his balls are pulsating. i can feel the pleasure vibrating through his body, and it's an honor to witness it.

"part of me wants to see where this goes." my husband used to be a porn addict too, frying his brain for days at a time, spurting load after load.

he always tells me that he wants me to quit my addiction eventually, but his inner sadist took over and fucked me about it instead.

Your husband prefers me over you 😘

i thought they just didnt hear me when i asked them to stop the first time, i was so scared of them cumming inside me raw, but they didnt stop no matter how much i begged and eventually one of them grabbed my face and said “do you get that you’re being raped or are you too fucking stupid from the cock inside your pussy?”

i still think about them whenever i touch myself and whenever i get high i have to talk myself out of texting one of them to get fucked like that again. is it even rape if i came on their cocks? i dont know, it doesnt matter.

Something about it being a couple that raped you makes it so much better. It's one thing if it's a singular, depraved person who couldn't help themselves. But a couple? Couples talk, they communicate, and that means they've talked about raping you and agreed to do it together. For an hour or two, you got to be part of this loving couple too.

Why stop yourself from reaching out? You know you want it, let them do it to you again. Is a little pleasure really that bad? Was anyone actually hurt, or are you just scared of how much you enjoyed being the girl they wanted to breed?

Take away my meds and only let me take them when I'm good.

Tell me the shadow people are here because I'm not good enough for you.

just have someone who knows me irl and follows this blog and if they’re not satisfied with the frequency of my posts then they’ll just pay me an impromptu visit and fucking use me till i remember i’m merely a sex toy.

they could even tease me about how they’re wrecking my body and me, being a stupid attention whore, will probably come here to talk about it: about how they mocked me for having such a wet pussy, about the noises i made even tho i said i wasn’t in the mood, about the frenzy that overcame me as i started rubbing my clit when they filled me up with their cum.