Sweets ♡

Reblog if you’re polyamorous/open to polyamory in the future/in a polycule or open to one/interested in polyamory I want to see how many of us there are

Credit: (SweaterBrat)

"why am i doing this?"

"how long have i been edging?"

"why does it feel so good to be stupid??"

a voice demands "TONGUE OUT". you immediately obey while you continue to edge, drool starting to cover your tits. suddenly, your thoughts are replaced.

"i love getting dumb, i will never cum"

"serving men is fun, i will never cum"

"my brain is going numb, i will never cum"

the spiral loops you. you can't stop the new mantra from conditioning you. you feel the words imprinting onto your brain. you know you can never go back, but you don't care. it feels so good.

I was shy and innocent when you met me. Even a chaste kiss was too much for me. You took it slow for the first few months. Telling me that you'd wait until I was ready. And when I finally was, you were gentle and romantic. That is what made me fall in love with you more.

But then you slowly started to make changes. The next time we had sex, you held my wrists. I didn't think much of it, so I let you and enjoyed it. The next, you clasped my throat. Not choking me, just holding. It didn't hurt, so I was fine. After that, you convinced me to watch porn as you fucked me from behind. You even slapped my ass, so hard it left a mark, and I let it happen because you praised me.

You moved our fucking sessions outside of the bedroom. On the couch, on the kitchen island. Until eventually, we were fucking anywhere, anytime you wanted. And never once did I protest.

I was allowing everything, until finally, you crossed a line. You had hit me across the face. And afterwards, even as I was crying, you told me I liked it. You told me it made me wet. And so I listened.

I allowed you to call me horrible things. Degrading things. All because you love me.

More and more perverted things. You got me to do anal. You got me to enjoy pain. You got me to act like a silly puppy. And never once did I complain, because you told me I liked it. You told me it made you happy. You told me it's what good girlfriends do. So I listened.

And after several, extensive months you had reprogrammed me into a little painslut. I would let you do anything whether I liked it or not. You coerced me into an addiction to your cock, to your desires.

Until I was even letting your friends fuck me. And you would brag to them about how good I was. How I let you do anything. Because I'm a good girlfriend, and good girlfriends make their man happy.

You turned me into this depraved sex fiend. And now, there's no going back.

Manipulate me into becoming your slut and let me submit to your every desire.

Stop.

Edge.

Ruin.