I am not your regular rapedoll. I did not choose this life, this life chose me.

Having said that, I do not believe ALL men are worthy of pleasuring themselves with my holes. If you’re too much of a pussy to take it, then you don’t deserve pussy. If you’re too much of a sadist to try and figure out your rape doll’s needs (not necessarily because you care) but for preservation and optimal use, then you do not deserve new toys.

I’ve spent my life catering to men from all walks of life and this is what I’ve learned.

There are only a few of you who actually deserve rape dolls like me.

I already hear you all: “deserve? Haha stupid whore thinks she has a choice.”

No, that is not what I am saying. I’m saying I am the type to apologize to my rapist for making them do it. I am a good girl by nature. I think everyone else is good, yes, even you, and therefore I blame myself when things like this happen.

Why?

I was built like this. NOT EVERY GIRL IS. I was molded into the perfect rape doll. I will never say anything if I don’t like what you do to me, but I may not feel that same level of guilt because you actually were ignorant of rape doll needs. If you want optimal use, you should use that guilt to your advantage, otherwise, you’re just wasteful.

For example, I had a guy friend who I hung out with a lot - one on one - and I’d wear tiny little skirts that didn’t cover my ass, corsets with my tits pushed up, stockings, heels, and we would go out and drink, dance, club. (I am a dancer). I wouldn’t do this with just anybody, but I trusted him, and it’s also in my nature to be a big fucking tease and brat. As in, brushing up on him, being drunk and probably lying in his car in revealing positions, dancing with other guys in front of him (knowing he liked me), drinking in his room alone, knowing he would kiss me while asleep, sent him revealing pics on “accident” etc… Then anytime I was awake and he’d try to hit on me, I would tell him I was not interested.

Had he raped me, I would have taken the whole blame. I was clearly asking for it. He clearly tried to hold himself back. It would have been my fault. Don’t you agree? I have a very, very heavy sense of guilt. I’ll do anything to try and right my wrongs. I’d apologize to him for making him do that with my actions, go to him if he said he needed me, pretend nothing ever happened between us, maybe try and be less slutty, but at that point, I am in your hands like melted putty.

You can do it again and again, knowing there are no consequences. I can’t promise I won’t fight and/or cry every time but the next time, I will just pretend it didn’t happen again and again.

Or be wasteful and rape me once then move on with your life 🤷‍♀️