



29 f us. Ultimate fantasy is to be kidnapped & kept & raped by a couple until I was completely broken & they molded me into my new identity so they could take me out places with them. 🥵🥵🥵🥵
I had a stalker for a while a few years back. It was so scary. He’d find different ways to get ahold of me & let me know he knew where I was. I lived alone and I was scared all of the time. I didn’t know who he was. He once sent a picture of me out at a bar with my friends but it was the next day & we had gotten really drunk. Some of the notes were about how beautiful I was & some were calling me a slut if I went out on a date & telling me I belonged to him: I once found a note under my windshield saying we’d meet soon. Then one day the notes just stopped. And as scary as it was, I have to admit I do miss the attention 🫣 & I wonder what he was going to do with me if he ever did meet me soon. And it makes me wet 💦.he often talked about running away with me. I still look over my shoulder terrified but I do miss the attention of someone needing me that bad