Toy
I never feel more like a doll than when I’m with him. He likes to dress me up, pose me, restrain me in elaborate ways so I can barely react or move when he fucks me.
…And nothing hurt: Masochist Musings
I never feel more like a doll than when I’m with him. He likes to dress me up, pose me, restrain me in elaborate ways so I can barely react or move when he fucks me.
I am alone and naked on the bare mattress as I hear him removing things from the drawer where the things that hurt live, and I am enjoying the last few moments of curling up and into myself. I press my thighs and forearms together, hold my own hands.