Rorschach Test

Does it feel like no amount of attention that you receive up here is ever enough? Does it feel like the more that you get, the more that you need? Does it feel like you build a tolerance to it, and need a higher dosage of it each time to get that same buzz feeling that you love so much again? Do you wanna know why that is? Do you need it mansplained to you? It's the rush of adrenaline going straight to your pussy brain. I’m sure the constant thought of getting caught in public by real men for being a sick little tumblr pervert is what drives you to keep sinking further and further down into online depravity. Obviously this is just a kink and you’re way too chronically online and shy to really act on it, so here is a great way to start without any actual risk. First you could make a playlist of the girliest pop songs you could imagine and to listen to it over and over again while you read my posts or sexted with strangers or both. You’d be so conditioned from it that you couldn’t help but enter a state of heat in public thinking about how you slutted yourself out to the bimbo songs on your playlist. You could wear the girliest panties possible and write humiliating things all over your body with a pink permanent marker under your clothes, it’s not like anyone would see it right? If you were feeling really brave you could even do a bit of a strut whenever you walked close to real men, so that your girly features would jiggle. We both know that even with all of that subtlety you’d still be so scared the whole time because real men are so much stronger than you, but you’re a “guy” too right? I’m sure you could hold your own if they got riled up after you teased them, right? I guess you won’t ever really know until you try it and find out.

I bet you have a porn addiction, don’t you? Of course you do, why else would you be on this side of tumblr? I’m sure you’ve tried to get rid of it so many times, haven’t you? That warm tingly feeling of euphoria just keeps pulling you back in, doesn't it ? You and I both know that you were practically raised on that feeling, weren’t you? Let me guess, you started watching porn and reading smut way too early? You’ve probably even forgotten what life was like without it. I know it seems hopeless, but it’s nothing that a long deep hypnosis session can’t fix. Let’s start off nice and simple. All you have to do first is lock your door, lay down, and get comfortable for me. Prop your head up, get under the covers, play some of your favorite music in the background, or do whatever you need to in order to enter a total state of calm. The more relaxed and at ease you are for me, the more I’ll be able to help you. Now I want you to think far back to one of your first experiences with porn that you can remember. Try your best to recall exactly what you watched and how it made you feel. If you’re having trouble remembering, let me help you out a bit. If I had to guess I’d say it was probably some bimbofied plastic-tits broad taking the oversized dick of some roided up gigolo in her pink silicone looking pussy while making fake girly moans like a stupid whore. All it took was one video like that to push you into years of having unreachable expectations that made you chase that feeling of instant gratification over and over again. If you want to stop then you’ll have to lower those expectations. The best way to do it is obviously through exposure therapy. Just surround yourself constantly with real men that you don’t know, so you can get a proper sense of reality. Learn how to slowly come back to the real world, one stranger’s cock at a time. Be willing to get your unrealistic standards fucked right out of you by all the men that were rejected by everyone else. Those are real men, at least the ones you deserve. What, did you really think that years of ruining your brain wouldn’t come with consequences ? You’re going to take the dick of every loser, weirdo, and bum balls deep until they have ruined porn for you. Obviously you can’t quit porn cold turkey, so it’s best if you still compromise some of your expectations. Specifically the ones that apply to the way that you look. This includes but is not limited to putting on lipstick, high heels, nail polish, lingerie, etc. That way you can still feel as pretty as you did when you imagined that you were the bimbo sluts in the porn that you watched. You’re going to be the perfect porn doll for them, and give them everything that their perverted porn ruined cocks need to get rock hard and pound you senseless. After all you are the one who wants to quit porn, not them. You wouldn’t want to disappoint their high unrealistic expectations, would you?

I’m sure you’ve been so burnt out and stressed recently. You really should take some time to yourself and decompress a bit. You’ve earned it after all, so why not just change into nothing but a baggy t-shirt, sit back, get a drink, and watch a movie. Obviously you don’t want to get wasted because you are busy tomorrow, but maybe a few drinks with a lot of mixer in them should be alright. Something nice and cold and easy to drink like strawberry lemonade and vodka. It’s really pink and a bit girly to drink but that never hurt anyone, right?. Now all that’s left is to find a movie. Obviously you’re too tired to pay attention to something story-driven and serious, so maybe a light hearted comedy movie is best. It's just so hard to find something good though, maybe it’s better to just go ahead and pick something. I mean you wouldn’t normally pick it but I guess the Barbie movie is better than nothing, right? I mean what’s the worst that’s gonna happen? If anything it’ll just be good background noise while you get a couple more drinks and ease up. So what if the tipsy feeling is making you a little bit turned on and light headed. That’s completely normal right? You’re a little bit giggly too but it’s a comedy movie, you’re supposed to laugh it’s no big deal. You’re just having fun like anybody else, so what if you’re a little wet and a little drunk? Who cares if you rub yourself a little bit imagining that you’re one of the stupid bimbos in the movie? You’re just having fun, good brainless fun. You’re not hurting anyone, you’re just enjoying yourself after a long day. So what if you stopped the movie to try and fuck yourself with the remote because it was the closest thing to you that you could shove into your drenched needy pussy. So what if you can’t stop pumping it in and out of you wishing it was a real man’s cock. That’s okay princess, it's only natural for you to want it. It's perfectly normal and healthy to take care of your sexual needs, right? It’s already too late to stop, you can’t leave yourself in this pathetic state forever. You wouldn’t be able to focus on anything else tommorow. Maybe a one-night stand on some shady hook up site is exactly what you need right now for your mental well being. So what if you throw on some tight shorts and no underwear and run to the dollar store for make up and fake lashes. So what if you show every man that sees your profile that you’re committed to being an obedient ovulating hole to fuck. It’ll only be a one time thing right? You might as well make it special for the both of you. Just think of it as a little treat for you working so hard. I mean you’ve been such a good girl, why shouldn’t good girls have nice things? You’ve done so much to help everyone else with their problems, why not let a nice real man help you with yours. So what if he’s balls deep in you without a condom and you don’t even know his name? If he came all this way just to make you feel good can he really be that bad? I’m sure he knows what’s best for you, after all your own choices are what got you here in the first place. Just wrap your legs around him like you’re giving him a happy little thank you hug while his tip presses against your throbbing cervix and he fills you up to the brim with his load of hot cum. So what if he knocked you up and never came back, sweetheart. At least now whenever you get overwhelmed by life again and need some more men to fuck you stupid, they all know exactly where to find you with your swollen pregnancy bulge.

I want you to sit down, get comfortable, and relax your shoulders. Take one long deep breath in through your nose then exhale that same deep breath out through your mouth. Now breathe in for 4 seconds, hold your breath for four seconds, and exhale for four seconds. Keep breathing like that for me while you slide one of your hands up your inner thigh and let it rest on your crotch. Take one more deep breath in and out again before you steady your breathing back to normal. Repeat after me “ I’m a girl and that’s okay. I’m a pretty girl and that’s okay. I’m a horny girl and that’s okay. I’m a dumb girl and that’s okay. Girls aren’t smart and that’s okay. Girls are weak and that’s okay. Girls are stupid and that’s okay. Girls are sluts and that’s okay.”. Now slide that soft little hand in your pants and rub your princess parts like a good girl. Play with that pretty clitty until your cunny is dripping down your thighs. That’s right, if you want more attention you’re going to have to earn it. Repeat after me “My pussy owns me and that’s okay. I’m a slave for cock and that’s okay. I’m walking porn and that’s okay. I’m made for dick and that’s okay.”. Now hands off your cunt. Take a little bit to punish yourself for being so greedy. Take that aching empty feeling between your legs like a good girl. That’ll teach you to put a man’s pleasure first. If you can use that hand of yours to violate your own pussy, then surely you can use it to grope yourself up. Just imagine your hand is a big strong man’s hand. Go ahead feel your soft curves, your puffy nipples, and your plush lips. Now slide a finger or two inside yourself, feel the tight desperate grip around your fingers. Is it any wonder why men’s dicks get hard thinking about using you? Is there even a question in your mind that you’re made for anything else other than draining a man’s balls. Finger fuck yourself the best you can princess. If you’re too tight and pathetic feel free to go back to rubbing out all of your braincells through your clit. What good are thoughts to a sex doll anyway? Why should you stress, worry, or think when there are men to do that for you. It’s a waste of your time, a distraction from your true purpose and happiness. Say it for me bimbo “ I live to worship men and that’s okay. Men are my gods and that’s okay. I play with my pussy for the patriarchy and that’s okay. I’d trade all my rights to be a pregnant housewife and that’s okay.”. That’s it, just let go, enjoy the only real pleasure of being a woman. Enter a state of pure and total submission in both your mind and body. You have my full permission to either cum from toying with yourself to my words or to edge and ruin yourself forever to them so you can focus more on what really matters, pleasuring men.