r/traumaslutt

I’m always having to explain my interest in, why I enjoy, being used for quickies.

It makes me the same as humiliation and degradation. It's about being seen as nothing more than a set of holes to cum in. the headspace it creates, is delicious and delightful.

Meeting someone for the first time, spending less then a minute with me, before they start to use me for what they came for. then leaving once they've gotten it,  goes directly to the part of my brain. It's the feeling of being reduced to a single purpose, that resonates with me.

The same is true when someone uses language to keep me in that mindset. It keeps me in the headspace of objectification and reminds me, this is my worth, my value comes from being their cum dump.

So many men want to focus on pleasing me. While I appreciate the intention, it pulls me out of My role and purpose. I'm not looking to be the focus of pleasure.  i’m looking for the feeling of being used for nothing more than your own satisfaction.

The emotional experience lasts way longer than physical pleasure ever could. An orgasm is fleeting a high for 10 or 20 minutes,  but the psychological feeling completely immersed in my role as a cum dump can stay with me for days. leaving me replaying the experience and craving that same headspace again. 

This is why I love quickies to be used for your pleasure when you’re done to be left dripping with the evidence of my worth. 

I've recently found myself offering to be a cum dump for strangers on Reddit.

The people I've met have been absolutely incredible. I've discovered how much I enjoy being used this way. I have even done truly anonymous sex, offering myself as a cum dump to someone who I haven’t even seen or know what they look like. It was intense sharing a moment embracing the mystery and letting go of any expectations.

The rush is unlike anything else I've experienced. The vulnerability, adrenaline, humiliation and objectification. To be used as nothing more than a hole to cum in is incredibly intoxicating. It's become the experiences that leaves me wanting more every time.

Love to chat and remember my past. My first boyfriend/owner whored me out to men and let them use me how ever they wanted, since they were paying.
He got all the money and used it on younger hotter girls than me.
Every relationship I’ve been in since hasn’t even begun to compare to the way he made me feel. even though he was a brutal partner statistic, both mentally and physically and he didn’t care about me. It was like he knew deep down the way I needed and wanted to be treated.
I’ve gone out of my way to be used in many brutal ways through having anonymous sex to offering my body for men to abuse sexually so they can get off just so I can have a little bit of the feeling that he gave me.
I don’t know how to stop these feelings from resurfacing, chatting about them at least gives me some sense of getting to feel a little bit of my past again.