Older Sub Trophy Bitch

“Buy this. I want you to look extra cunty for the party.”

Living as a 27-year old’s personal bitch. I used to have a job, a position, people’s respect. Now I take cock, shut the fuck up and do the household chores. Oh, and stay unejaculated. He doesn’t like me being selfish.

And now everyone will know at a a glance the sacrifices I’ve made for His Sacred Cock

No matter what i am doing, His sexual needs come first. If He wants to fuck. I assume the position. He shouldn’t have to masturbate. My holes are always open, always available, always ready. He has cunted me. I am His personal cunt.

I do love seeing memes I created being reblogged, passed around, knowing males are masturbating and ejaculating over the images and the commentary, but is it too fucking sick that the fact my intellectual content is being used without credit, ripped off really, just taken and used, always makes me bone up every time something I made posted on someone else’s blog, like I’m just some anonymous meme-producing slutbrain who serves fully fertile men and in the end doesn’t matter as long as I have helped them cum, and cum over and over and over, made them jizz, helped them relieved their heavy ball sacks so they can just get on with their day while I compulsively scroll to find and create more material and post it to feed their need for perverted sexual imagery of dominance and submission?

Fuck yeah it hurts. He wanted it to hurt. Collared. Spread and bred. That’s what I’m good for.

I’m not going anywhere if He needs to fuck me. His sexual cycle and satisfaction is my priority in life.

He wants me to look like a dumb fuck. And that’s what I must be, right, if I’m just going along with it. He’s really fucked with my head. I don’t even know who the fuck I am anymore.