Hey.
Yes. You.
You. I'm talking to you. No. Not the girl behind you. You.
I'm talking to you because I know you identify as a slut.
Oh you'll never admit it to your friends. Nor will you tell a guy the first time you meet them. But I know you are.
I know that you are an animal in heat at night humping your pillow to fucked up fantasies. Scenes of being used like a rag doll. A fuck toy. Scenes of incest. Scenes of older men. Scenes of being used.
You might be shy in real life, but when it comes to your desires you are a supernova of ecstacy. All you want to do is just fuck. Fuck. And did I mention fuck? Yes. You are a fuck machine.
You want to be used. And used again. You want to be filled. In all of your holes. You want to please your sir. Your master. The man you've gotten attached to. You want to become the perfect object of desire for him, and you'll go to the ends of the earth to make it happen.
Oh? You thought I was joking when I said I know you?
I know that sometimes you'll use the words "I need it. Right. In. My. Needy. Cunt." And you will never admit this to anyone else. I know that you like pain in the bedroom.
I have only touched on a small amount of kinks you have here, but I know you're full of them. I know you're dying to talk about it with a man who understands. To finally let yourself be open about them. To be with someone who won't judge, who understands, and who'll indulge your most taboo desires.
So yes. It's you I'm talking to.
But now the ball is in your court. Are you going to skip on by? Or are you going to respond and find out where this goes?
The curious cat gets the milk. Maybe this is your chance.
Or maybe not. It's your call.
You slut.
About me - mixed race, 5'6, afro, slim to medium build, deep voice.
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