Man, I was just a regular guy who loved seeing that real love in a girl’s eyes, y’know? But the problem? Cheating. Every time I tried to build something solid, it’d end in betrayal. And you know what, brothers? We all deserve that good, real love. With all the grind and this crazy rat race we’re in, having someone’s real love by your side nothing beats that.

I’m basically living with my girlfriend, and my neighbor is my best friend, more like a brother to me. He’s a really good guy and isn’t into any manipulative stuff. He’s single and kind of a nerd. I send my girlfriend over to hang out with him a lot since he’s got a good car. I'm more into superbikes. She loves being in that car, and I enjoy riding. So she is more likely a trophy doll to him now. So, he’s with her most of the time for shopping and taking care of her needs. I don’t know about your situation, but for me, it’s all about bros before hoes. I just keep my position as her boyfriend and keeping her. Im keeping her skimpy and slutty and keeping her hooked with me. Thats it.

So, it all started as a simple, sweet relationship. Nothing wild, just me making her feel good, safe, y’know? Things kicked off easy, just basic vanilla stuff, all about keeping it light and fun. But then my buddy dug up her past, and turns out she had a thing for cheating. She was even on the verge of ditching me right then. That stung, but I didn’t wanna let go just yet. Still, the whole thing kinda killed my vibe for her. She could feel it too, like I wasn’t on fire for her anymore.

That’s when she started acting all sweet, tryna figure out why I wasn’t treating her like my queen anymore. I got a bit cold, even though part of me still cared. But I had this feeling it wasn’t really about love; she was just in it for the chase. She felt the power shift, like she wasn’t worthy, and suddenly, I was the one in control.

In the beginning, all I wanted was revenge. I started messing with her head, mixing in some gaslighting and mind games, wrapped in just enough sweet talk to keep her on the hook. She was already a bit of a low-key exhibitionist, but in this totally innocent way. So I added a little edge, some rudeness, a dash of toxic vibes with just enough affection to keep her hooked. So I kept gaslighting her to tighten our bond. Eventually, I got her to switch up her wardrobe for some sluttier outfits and nailed that perfect look with a super sexy hairstyle. I’m all about that high ponytail. It was like I was crafting her into my trophy doll, someone who was all about looking good. Her boobs were a little bigger, and she was already hitting the gym to pump up that natural hourglass figure. Her skin was glowing after she got rid of all that hair. I didn’t drop a dime on her that was all her cash, 'cause I was saving up for a super bike and wasn’t trying to spend much on her.

At first, things were a little vanilla in the bedroom, but what can I say? I’m a chocolate guy (definitely into anal). So I slowly started working my way into her cute little butt. I mean, women are born with that love for anal, right? But the thing is, the backdoor is pretty tight at first, so you gotta be super careful and take it slow. I kept her ready with a butt plug, and once that door was open, you really discover who she is. It’s like losing another kind of virginity, pushing her limits. I was all about being gentle and sweet, always asking for it instead of forcing anything. I dig that kinky vibe, especially knowing she’d be rocking a butt plug every time my buddy saw her. He wasn’t really into it like that, since it made her a bit uneasy, but he still thought it was sexy as hell.

She started getting into anal more often, but she was definitely asking for some action for her hungry vagina, so it was time to introduce her to some fun with dildos and turn her into a size queen. Later, I brought her into the whole trophy doll vibe while showing her some exhibitionist porn, nothing but the good stuff. But I never broke her heart. I kept showering her with that love, but in a controlled way. Love’s like water; if you control how much you give, you control the girl. eventually, I got her comfy rocking microbras and thongs with those micro jeans and high heels all the time. When she fully embraced that look on her own, she was always wearing a big butt plug. Her holes had been worked on so many times, they looked like puckered-up dark caves. Her tongue, nipples, and clit were decked out with cute gold piercings, and she had a dangling belly button jewellery. Plus, she had some ink on her spine, neck, tramp stamp, and right above her pussy. I was always gaslighting and brainwashing her with my love 'cause I wanted to keep her hooked.

My buddy became my girl’s best friend, and I know they’re low-key chatting behind my back. I even peek at her WhatsApp, but my friend has no idea. I’ve got that kind of authority over her. I got her into smoking weed and kinda turned her into a THC vape addict. I’m super into anal, so most of the time, that’s what we do. My friend knows about it through their chats, but the wild part is she always plays the victim when they talk. She acts like she’s putting up with a lot, and my buddy is always trying to babysit her. It’s a total trip.

Sometimes, I get a bit rude, like locking her in her own room, and my latest thing is feeding her own anal creampie and letting her get a taste of her own chocolate with ass to mouth. We both work from home, so it’s not a big deal. The funny part is how she talks about it with my friend, acting like she’s the victim while she’s actually enjoying it with me. She was clever girl before, But now she’s totally brain-rotted, like a porn addict who vapes all the time and is getting off all day. She’s a total comfy queen. I think my buddy helps her out at work too since they’re both in the same gig..

She complains about my rudeness to my friend, and he comes to me saying, ‘Be nice to her.’ Don’t get me wrong, I’ve told him a ton of times to get his life together, get a girlfriend, stop being the nice guy, being nice isn’t always the move. He’s like a brother to me, but I’m done saving him. Most people think my girl and he are a couple, and I’m just a nobody, so I use that to gaslight her too, saying, ‘Maybe you two really have something going on, I dunno.’ It gets under their skin because I’m questioning their loyalty. She’s a doll for both of us my fuck doll and his trophy doll.