im nothing but a denied porn addict.
the lowest of the low. i gave up on dignity a long time ago.
sometimes i try to fight it. but fuck, it feels so fucking good.
that's right. bring all your attention to the screen. feel that warm, soothing buzz? that's dopamine. mountains of dopamine, every time you see that cock fucking a fleshlight, right?
or maybe when you see a piece of meat getting gangraped by a dozen men, and her tongue swirls over the heads of their dicks sooo good, right?
or maybe it's asmr audios of wet, sloppy and slow handjobs.
no matter what you're watching, on five different devices at once, alone, in a dark room, with your headphones at max volume, and your face inches away from the screens,
whenever you see those balls clench, and a cock shoot its load, you get high off of it.
you depend on porn so badly, you are beyond fucked.
you feel so good, it's like you took ecstasy.
but no, there's no drug involved. it's just porn.
your disgusting, inescapable addiction to porn.
but you can't cum. not without your husband's permission. so not only are you a raging addict, you're a denied one.
how many edges has it been? ah, wasn't it just early afternoon? it's dark out.
did you eat? did you drink? did you shower?
you should probably go and- oh what the hell.
who cares? your pupils are so aroused, they're triple the size.
why would you ever stop this?
ill sacrifice everything and anything to porn.
as long as i get to have porn.
as long as i get to feel good forever and ever.
just promise me, you will never allow me to orgasm ever again.
