cascadiabound
MrTs barmaid
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Thank you for sharing your story and your experience of sexual (and more) humiliation. It must be a complicated balancing act with loads of cognitive dissonance.I am a farmer first, this is supplemental income to keep the land afloat. The balance of doing shows 2-3 days per week, occasionally more, and the relative obscurity of being alone in a small town, where the people only know me as the introverted little lady sitting alone in back of the church or the occasional volunteer at the town library, as well as the person who volunteers at the veterans home, is my balance.
The urge to re experience is an addiction I cannot bring myself to halt. The fortunate time I have with my gf, never includes anything of my experiences at these shows.
I think for me, it is that cognitive dissonance component that creates that heady erotic humiliation that I crave and my body responds to even as my intellect/brain is screaming its objections. My pussy doesn't care about feminist theory etc. My pussy craves stuff I can not understand or explain. I've learned to just lean in and see what my D and my cunt seems to want.
Reading your description of being bimbo bait creates a whole new scenario of fantasy fodder for me. And more.
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