Outside, you may consider yourself to be a normal average Jane. You work, have hobbies, have friends and everyone knows you're not afraid to enjoy and cut loose every once in a while.

How much do they really know about you though?...

Do they know that you fantasize about being used, abused, and treated like a little fuck toy?

Do they know that it turns you on thinking of a stranger you just met taking what he wants from you regardless of your say?

Do they know that fear for you turns into excitement?

Well, they don't have to know...

But I get it, and if you felt like I've been describing you, then maybe this post is for you.

What starts out as a promising first date quickly turns into a nightmare.

I pick you up in my car

You get in and I'm crass and obnoxious as fuck from the get go, telling you how sexy you look and commenting on your figure. This ofcourse sends red flags and 3min into the conversation you're over it and try to get out. I grab you by the wrist and forcefully pull you back in, at first you try to angrily shake off my hand but quickly become shocked when I slap you and tell you if you know what's good for you to close the fucking door. I pull you closer to force a kiss and you try to push against my chest saying no. I slap you again, and say, "stop making me hit you, Dont act like you dont want this, look at how you're dressed!"

You comply, visibly shaken. And I drive away, you start asking/ begging for me to let you go, that you wont say anything. I grab you by the hair and forcefully pull you towards my lap. I tell you to shut your mouth and to start sucking. You're pleading at this point but I force you down making you choke on my hard cock. You comply, hoping to be let go afterwards as i drive us to a secluded parking lot. I pull you up to catch your breath and as youre disorientedly panting i tell you to get in the backseat. You struggle but cant escape my grasp and I throw you into the back from the center council before climbing back there I shove my hand down your pants, you're soaking. I look up with an ecstatic grin and whisper in a crisp low voice, (see? Dont act like you dont like this you fucking whore.) Ofcourse it goes on but what do you think? Open to other scenarios as well (i also have a few more in mind🤔😉)

Let's trade pics/conversation, and talk about limits,safewords, and concerns to make sure it's a mutual enjoyable experience. Looking for like minded ladies who actually interested in eventual meetups after feeling each other out.