Iāve been seeing you, my therapist, for years. I attribute much of my success in life to your help. You taught me how to manage my OCD. Before you, I was a mess.
OCD is a prison for its sufferers. We donāt choose our obsessions and compulsions. We know weāre fucked up for it. But, much like an addict, if we donāt scratch that itch it feels like the walls will collapse upon us.
My OCD is sexual. If I see a woman I find attractive, I immediately obsess over the idea of fucking her. I canāt turn it off unless I masturbate. Before you, it was ruining my life. You saw how sex controlled me. You helped me out of it.
Now, I share nearly every sexual encounter I have with youāin great detailāto get it off my chest and curb any potential spiral into OCD-land.
But youāve been saying things to me lately that, Iām not sure, seem flirtatious.
And then you gave me your number. But only āfor emergenciesā.
Why are you asking me if I fucked this weekend then? ā Iād like this to be a real-time, 1st person conversation where you take on the role of my therapist.
I need you to be intelligent, quick, witty. And frankly, Iād like someone who knows how to actually be manipulative..
I donāt really care about character descriptions as much as someone who is an excellent flirt. I want it to feel like a realistic text dialogue. I say something, you respond, I say something, etc.
Pls no poo poo and no animals lol otherwise, your nastiest kink is mine too :)
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