I am The Patriarchy

Been imagining myself worshipping your fat gut, kissing it, licking it, kissing around your belly button as you punch my face and head harder and harder to see how hard you’d have to go to get me to stop or pause. Getting called a retarded braindead cunt, whore, bitch, punchbag as I worship your body.

Being made to lick and kiss your sweaty armpits as you cruelly twist my nipples, and pinch them hard between your fingernails because you’re angry at the stupid customers. Tell me how I remind you of stupid assholes you deal with and tell me I deserve every bit of filth and pain for being the worthless cunt at hand for you to hurt.

Strike me with random objects and make me cry and beg for your mercy, apologise for all the wrongs and stupidity of the idiots you have to deal with. My body exists for you to make use of it however you want Sir.

Well said. Thankfully no real idiots today. I saw this as I was leaving today and I may have almost groaned out loud. I would love to make you suffer while I laugh at your pathetic face looking up at me.

Smother me with your ass while you pinch, punch and hurt my tits as I eat your hole. I’m nothing, and you’re everything. Grab at my fat and tell me what a disappointment I am because as the cunt servicing you I must be perfect at all times.

Well, this was quite the perfect way to start my day. It's usually my day off but I have to go into work shortly and now I'm imagining beating this girl that wandered into my asks. It would bring me great pleasure to bruise those tits then smother you with my ass and don't forget the fat gut I would make you worship.

I'm going to be thinking of humiliating you further while I go deal with stupid customers today. each one that just pisses me off equals more torture for your tits, cunt, ass, and the canvas of flesh of your body. After all that abuse, I'd leave you naked and alone in my filthy apartment for you to clean all day.