I shine like a crazy diamond.
I play in all kinds of costumes and I play them well.
I am so strong, so smart, so beautiful.
My mind is an architect and a sleigh of kings.
My thoughts go deep and my hearts fill in abundance.
But there are times where I seek relief in simplicity.
I don't want to excel.
I don't even want to be a person anymore.
I need all those roles to be stripped away,
along with the layers of my clothing,
until I am nothing more than a mere sex object.
No need to think, to speak, to pretend.
No choice but to surrender to pure, primal lust.
In that mood I desperately need to lose control.
I yearn for you to take me,
pound me senseless,
fuck me into oblivion,
help me get away from myself.
To bring me closer to...
God?
I don't know.
But it feels like heaven.
It is your lust and only your lust that matters now.
I'll be your free-lose girl.
I'll let you be selfish without guilt.
You feel the urge?
Just bend me over the nearest surface and take me
without any further preliminaries.
Use me whenever or wherever it pleases you.
I'll let you do anything.
I thrive on the thrill of being made helpless,
of being fucked ruthlessly until not a conscious thought remains in my brain.
Tie me up so I can't move a limb.
Blindfold me so I can't see.
Put a ball gag in my mouth so I can't say a word.
Make me your living fuck-door.
And not only yours, if you choose so.
Toys can be shared.
Toys don't say no.
Invite your friends, I'll be free-use for you all.
Take me two or three at a time.
Fuck me while I'm already covered in cum.
Watch me take me more than I can handle.
I may be sore and spent, but determined to push through the pain
to satisfy you all.
You see behind the exhaustion.
That mad glint in my eyes.
That ecstasy of surrender.
You don't give me respite.
You know what I need.
Not a break, but the adrenaline rush of being tied to the bed,
completely helpless and exposed while you hang out with the boys in the other room.
I can't do anything but lie there, ready to be used again and again.
Please, annihilate me.
Push me to my limit and beyond.
Where's my mind?
My head has collapsed and there's nothing in it.
Being completely in the moment, in a state beyond fear and judgment,
I find my freedom.
I'm floating, floating away.
What I seek is not without risk.
I give myself over, entirely.
I trust you, deeply.
I let down my guard so you can strip away my armor, piece by piece.
Without it, I can't fly.
High as a kite.
I want to stay, stay in the forever place.
But eventually I have to come back to Earth.
There you are, helping me to land softly, gently bringing me back into this world.
Putting all my pieces back together so I can re-emerge, stronger than before.
Make me your beloved fuck toy, give me exactly what I need.
You see, using me is not that egoistic after all.