 So I’ve always had this fantasy that one day I’ll be walking on the street minding my own business when suddenly someone throws a bag soaked in **** over my head. I wake up in a strange place, either suspended in a swing or bound in any other way that my captures have easy access to whatever they want. It could be one person. A group of whoever who leave me blindfolded and bound and use me anywhere and anyway they want to in order to get off. I don’t know if they ever let me go or even if I want to be let go I haven’t quite worked that part out yet, but Hopefully someday will come true but I won’t tell you exactly where I live, you have to work for it |
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