It's fascinating what was happening thorough that time. What happend to me and my brain while I was constantly denied. Not that I survived but the thrill, the fun, the excitement that was making me loose my mind when I was rubbing it away again and again and again, day after day. It made me ashe when I wake up, when I lay to rest, when I eat, when I work, when I shower or bath, when I go sleep. I-need-to-rub.
And my brain craves it as much as my body. My hormones are constantly making me ask everybody here to feed my brain with beautiful aesthetic colorful images that make my loose, instantly blur my ability to think and takes my hands instantly down there to play with myself over and over and over... and oveeer again. And I love it. I love the encouragement from you, I love the attention. I love also those who don't say anything and just roll and keep sending while I reply to them with my reactions, thoughs or rather lack of them. It's like my private porn roo, outlet that trances and binds my brain to rub it away.
Even right now I don't know what is driving me to write this. All I know that after posting it I will be messaged constantly for few hours and I will be rubbing to your messages.
-R
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