I think there’s always been something wrong with me, cuz I’ve always craved somebody owning me and making all my decisions, like a bdsm relationship but more fucked up …..

If I wasn’t so uncomfortable being perceived in real life I’d surely have given myself to some old hot man by now lol.

Every night before I fall asleep, I think about being in my pen and hearing my owner’s footsteps down the hall, seeing him whip out his cock before he rubs it all over my face. I’d always smell like his private parts, and I’d be kept pregnant until my body couldn’t produce anymore. my whole life would revolve around his cock and his balls.