I thought I could prove you wrong, erase you from my life forever and find happiness with someone else. It was a horrible few years I spent with you. I should have left sooner but I stayed with you. I endured the verbal degradation, the slapping around, my bouts of depression, my bits of weight gain. All of it, because of your manipulation and power control over me.

But that changed about 6 months ago when I got away. I finally left you. Your final words to me were "You'll come crawling back to me, you fat whore!" And now I've met someone new. A gentlemen. Someone who would never dare to insult me, hit me, degrade me, etc. The polar opposite of you. And for once, I did find happiness. Or so I thought. It all came to a crash tonight when I came home to my new boyfriend with another woman. It was heartbreaking, devastating, and I had nowhere to turn to but you. My toxic ex boyfriend, whom I told myself I'd never go back to. Yet there I am knocking on your door, tears down my face.

As for you? Well, me showing up at your door does nothing but fuel that ego of yours. As I prove you right. When I tell you about my cheating new boyfriend, on the inside you are gloating. It wasn't long before you took me into your bedroom and started having your way with me again. Nothing romantic, no. Your usual animalistic sex. Your words, your roughness, you don't make me feel loved, you make me feel like a whore. But maybe this really is all I'm good for.

Searching for detailed, dominant roleplayers not afraid to get their hands dirty. I want you to be rough with me. Use your manipulative words, degrade me, be toxic with me. Fuck me hard and take back what is yours. Use your toxic love to remind me I'll never find anyone better than you. Trigger my insecurities, body shame me, just use me. Use your slut.

Kinks: Rough sex, spanking, verbal degradation, hair pulling, oral, facials, creampies, body shaming, and much more!