I want to be used, but not in the way you think.
I do love it when you pin me down and do what you want with me.
I love it when you call me all sorts of degrading names, tell me how worthless I am, but it's
not enough.
Sure, you can own me, but I want you to own my excess labor.
I don't want you to mark me, I want you to trademark me, brand me, pimp my labor up for
money.
I can start out small, you can pay me a little for commissions, with the contract being that
you own the finished product.
And then turn around and sell it again for more than you paid.
You wouldn't credit me, of course.
Make me a nameless labor slut, one of many that you employ for a fraction of your profits.
Or you could name me.
Give my voice a name that you can fucking control, like Suzy Sins or Mona Lovesit or
some other marketable porn star name.
Then you can force me to interact with fans as a part of my job.
And if I fuck up on social media, oh how you could punish me.
Please sir, dock my pay, give my scripts to someone else, make me apologize publicly and
say how lucky I am to work for you.
Oh god that's hot.
And we'd get big, wouldn't we sir?
Think of all the fans you could get by making me say filthy fucking things.
Think of the Patreon money.
Maybe there would be scripts I wouldn't want to do, but you'd force me, wouldn't you?
Because if I didn't do it, you'd just get another voice for the scripts.
And if that one made her more popular than me, fuck I couldn't bear it.
Maybe I'd get mouthy and tell you I was going to strike out on my own, but you own my work,
my persona, my fucking name, I'll be lucky if I can even have a legal claim over my own
voice.
I'd have to start all over and you could bury me in legal challenges and bought a tax, I'd
be tied to you forever.
But that's just the beginning, isn't it?
You'd want to take your sweet little harem of labor sluts public.
You could get venture capital, make a public offering, make an app, all that sweet money.
You'd get to share it with investors.
Share me with investors.
My profits would go down, but yours would go up.
Mmm, from the way you'd fuck me in the ass without even using your cock.
That's real fucking ownership.
And what if I got sick, or lost my voice from the way you made me scream to stay employed,
or how much you made me do to stay relevant?
I'm a fucking freelancer, a contractor, you wouldn't owe me shit.
I could beg for help with my medical bills, and you could tell me how worthless a freelancer
really is.
Or maybe I'd spin it and talk about the gig economy and how lucky I was, and I'd launch
and go fund me for my expenses.
Finally, you'd have so many girls, so many voices, you wouldn't need me anymore.
You could replace me whenever you want.
Maybe nobody would even notice.
You could get another girl to take my name, and there would be rumors that it was somebody
else, but nobody would know for sure.
I could just disappear, and no one would even miss me.
That's fucking ownership.
That's not just owning my body, that's owning my mind, myself, my soul.
I want you to use me completely.
I want you to use my proletariat self like a fucking capitalist.
I want you to fuck me over and make me feel like I deserve it.
I want you to take years of my life and make me say thank you when you cast me aside without
a second glance.
Use me more thoroughly than any simple whore could ever be used.
Make me disposable.
Make me worthless.
Make me your labor slut.
I want you to own me in every way that's legal.
That's what I fucking want.
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