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And looking fabulous too!Feelin' fine, feelin' fresh, feelin' real fabulous.
Feelin' fine, feelin' fresh, feelin' real fabulous.
Sometimes I worry that the type of guy I'm yearning for has never once felt the same about girls like me. Here's why.
The type of guy that would blow my socks off is cruel. He gets off on inflicting pain, actual pain. Not a spanking or a pinch, but taking out real anger and frustration out on someone smaller and weaker. Feeling the fear just as clear as he would see in the lucky girls eyes. The real deserpate begging and pleading for help, that kind of fear can't be mimicked.
I'm just not that good of an actress. I start off alright, but the whole "please no, stop!" routine can only last so long. The jig is up almost immediately, you'd have to be an idiot to not see the signs. My chest rising and falling faster than ever, goosebumps crawling their way across my exposed skin, desperate eyes searching for an answer. Not the desperate answer to be saved, but to be taken. To be hurt, used, fucked and discarded without a care.
And that type of guy just wouldn't be satisfied with a desperate slut like me.
Well you have a type and that's not me but I can still enjoy your pics and hope you grow out of this type.Sometimes I worry that the type of guy I'm yearning for has never once felt the same about girls like me. Here's why.
The type of guy that would blow my socks off is cruel. He gets off on inflicting pain, actual pain. Not a spanking or a pinch, but taking out real anger and frustration out on someone smaller and weaker. Feeling the fear just as clear as he would see in the lucky girls eyes. The real deserpate begging and pleading for help, that kind of fear can't be mimicked.
I'm just not that good of an actress. I start off alright, but the whole "please no, stop!" routine can only last so long. The jig is up almost immediately, you'd have to be an idiot to not see the signs. My chest rising and falling faster than ever, goosebumps crawling their way across my exposed skin, desperate eyes searching for an answer. Not the desperate answer to be saved, but to be taken. To be hurt, used, fucked and discarded without a care.
And that type of guy just wouldn't be satisfied with a desperate slut like me.
Took a second but I just caught up with the whole bad boy thing.I'm going to make this short and not so sweet.
Don't message me if you're planning on telling me how sad you are that I want to be abused. Do not message me just to let me know how much better you'd treat me, how I'm so young and niave, all of that bullshit. I'm sorry, I just don't need to hear it from someone who doesn't know me. If we haven't spoken consistently, you don't know me. You don't know what I deserve. You don't know anything but the fantasy you've built up in your own head.
Basically fuck off with the whole nice guy routine. Not only is it a turn off, it's creepy and super unwanted. Thanks![]()
Basically fuck off with the whole nice guy routine. Not only is it a turn off, it's creepy and super unwanted. Thanks![]()
Sometimes I worry that the type of guy I'm yearning for has never once felt the same about girls like me. Here's why.
The type of guy that would blow my socks off is cruel. He gets off on inflicting pain, actual pain. Not a spanking or a pinch, but taking out real anger and frustration out on someone smaller and weaker. Feeling the fear just as clear as he would see in the lucky girls eyes. The real deserpate begging and pleading for help, that kind of fear can't be mimicked.
I'm just not that good of an actress. I start off alright, but the whole "please no, stop!" routine can only last so long. The jig is up almost immediately, you'd have to be an idiot to not see the signs. My chest rising and falling faster than ever, goosebumps crawling their way across my exposed skin, desperate eyes searching for an answer. Not the desperate answer to be saved, but to be taken. To be hurt, used, fucked and discarded without a care.
And that type of guy just wouldn't be satisfied with a desperate slut like me.
I actually think I'm just the dumbest girl in the entire world sometimes.
so no, I'm not mad anymore. I don't know if I was mad in the first place. I'm just being dumbdumbdumb


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Man-oh-rama, you guys. Ok.
Do you all have just one type? I find that hard to believe. If you've seen a handful of posts I've made, you probably know that I'm constantly switching from hot to cold. Sometimes I want something a little more rough and emotionless, other times I want to know I'm the most desireable girl in the world.
It seems I've stepped on a few toes with my last couple posts. I'm still doing what I've always done here, I'm being honest about my fantasies and my feelings. It's not up to me to explain every little thing I write about but... I still feel bad, I guess.
Also I went from getting overly nice messages to overly mean (in a sexual way) messages right away. That doesn't show me how much of a mean ol' daddy you are, it just shows me you're willing to change who you are at a drop of a hat. I'll like you for you, just be original!
