I love feeling your eyes on me while I bounce around the apartment making coffee
The way you feel me up any time I walk by you
The added degradation when you tell me how I can be a prettier slut for you
How you eventually get overwhelmed and take me in the middle of whatever it was we were doing
I don't know when I finally realized it was more than just enjoying exploring sex and changed into something deeper but it has.
I need a woman to worship, to get more and more desperate for as I struggle to keep her attention. It starts simple enough, she starts deciding what I wear to look like a good slut. Then comes the collar. After the collar comes the real marking. She pees on me for the first time and I tell her how good it feels to finally be her property. To not have to worry about the world, just serve my goddess by amusing and satisfying her.
But it doesn't stop there, she starts to demand more and more changes. I get my tits pierced and stop wearing bras to show them off. She tells me if I got a boob job I'd look more like a proper woman so I do. Same with a bbl.
At this point I only wear clothes when outside the house. Goddess needs to see her pretty little investment after all. She starts loaning me out to others. At first I don't want it, I only want her and I try to fight them off but I break quickly at this point, goddess knows what is best after all.
When she does deign to notice my body that looks more and more like a porn parody of womanhood she uses even more outlandish toys on me. I am so broken and desperate for attention that I don't even blink at the thought of shoving a giant monster cock up in me, I just do it because l
I
Need
Abuse