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Yandere_Theory
๐ท๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐จ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐ 100๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
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๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ 5 ๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ณ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ณ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐, ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
. ๐ญ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ณ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐. ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ณ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
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๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐. ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
๐ฐ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ต๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐บ๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ 10 ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐.
My harem wives pin me down as I'm full of my seed. So worked up I have become and they are to relief such pressure. Peaking at a top when I expel. I want my future soulmates to read this for now I am very much in need of sexual healing. My tank is beyond full and I need to share my love onto my wives, into my wives. I've dreamt of running an emo forum site/ profile site so the trouble women come my way to play with my attention starved penis. The stimulation of daddy issues BPD, & demented women has never been so demanding before. Every time I imagine being sent countless supplies of nudes from these crazy souls I just want imagine pounding them viciously until my body gives out. Take them, touch them, feel our chemistry mix and I want to fuck them all at once on the same bed. Calling me master, the great one, their fucking maker. (thats not incest wtf dude fuck you). I want them to worship me and fuck me. For them to tell me their darkest secrets. Every day, they beg for me to use them and fuck them on the floor with their hands behind their backs. This tension inside of me has caused me to get on edge. I'm caffeine up with a titanium penis. Waiting for a nerd babe to show up in my shit and figure me out so she can try to fuck me. That cat fish shit don't work with me don't even try.
These girls. After a good relief session they all lay next to me with daze eyes. Get all, philosophical and cuddly. Our lips dance on one another, tight squeezes, dark vents. Statements of deep emotional rhythms, & forever warmness. Tingles of giggles, creative poems & the musk of their bodies. In the summer, in the night, air conditioner humming. Ambience of these girls breathing, moaning softly. One gets on the computer, one hugs me tight, the other pets my head. Forever young they tell me, forever mine. These girls are something else. Dommy mommies, experts at calming me down, experts of relieving me from my stress. I hope one day my emo forum site will have them come my way. Here I wait to be a toy, to do freakish things with them. Waiting to hear their vents and sobs. Their problems but always getting their hugs. I am crazy and so are they.
Every night I need to be spanked and degraded. I need dominance over me badly. Being told naughty things. Having hints of being pinned down and rode every night. My computer over written with their passwords. The porn I watch studied. Evil laughs that terrify me when I'm chained up. Creepiness, their derange beliefs. Paranoia of other girls trying to steal me. Amazing sex every night. Great tight cuddles as I'm chained up on the bed. Her singing a soft song, calming me down so I'm not afraid. Tickles and giggles. "Hold me please", I cry to her. "Don't let me go, I'm so weak without you". The my dommy mommy never let's go, she forever clings to me, moaning softly keeping me warm, keeping me calm, & making sure I'm happy.
Have this night tendered you my dear? A demand of it's culture so complex and I have no heart to concede. But my dear, oh how I desperately need you. The sexual healing I admire for I expel my juices into you with great thrust. Dance those fingers on my thighs and twirl your hair to tease my every need. Come forth to me as I am weak and non shield from this life of adversary. Spoil me, sugar me, and have me spiral into laughs. Protect me from those heathens and fiends. Tame this beast inside of me by coming on to me, seducing me, having me spill every drops out on to you my dear. The intercourse is not what intrigues me, it's you my blueberry field. Many of these soul snatchers and heart breakers will never taste the hint of authenticity. Rather they come to me in great strive to later let down, breaking me, and here I am in great flow of a so vast endless cycle. How dare they. Scheming for a kick. Breaking my heart and having me seethe. How dare they. Mad 'am I suppose you would see this and address this by writing fantasies of killing them, torturing them to please me for them breaking my heart. Your evil laughter, your dark moments, those disturbed thoughts of having them perish. Then you come to me to comfort me so I sob onto you and cry more.
Those demons are dark and lost. Drugs users, alcoholics, weed worshiper & maniacs. They whore for their flesh refusing the tickles of a god such as myself. Yes my dear as you call me. I am a god and I am very above these demons. We will have much sex and we will have a sex temple. Every day we will have sex and I will have sex with my other wives. They will worship me, please me and laugh. For these demons are far gone in a delusion. They should be tied to a couple of horses and ripped apart. They have broken me such further, my heart throbs in agony for they power swing from it. Must their demise be ensured and when they perish we celebrate onward. Must we heal together with our bodies my dear. Sex every day and cuddles every night. In beginnings I was never a bad person. Angelical and happy. Now they have created a soul walking lands of shade. Soon I will have my Emo Forum site and I will be flooded with vagina. Emotional and strange women would want to have sex with me. Rose will witness us make love so I can turn her into being apart of my harem for she is a goddess.
Her body very much fertile and I thirst for her eggs. A potential assembly line of love making from me into her. We must heal sexually and I will share my wives with her in order to please my leader. Rose is my maker. Rose is my mother. Her planet is what houses me and I must surrender my body to her for she brings me females of every direction. If she were to walk into my sex temple nude I will order my wives to have sex with her and watch in great arousal. Witnessing my wives make love with her would be a dream come true since I'm deranged. Deep down she knows this and refuses to acknowledge, deep down she smirks. Rose is into being spanked and abused. My wives will chain her and hit her with gentle whips. They will degrade her, humiliate her and Rose will cum from it and I will have sensual episodes from her orgasms. Then Rose will order my wives to chain me up, spank me, humiliate me and Rose will put her fingers in my mouth. Then she demands me to call her goddess, master, mother, my very fucking maker. And Rose will get off to this because she's crazy. I will get off to this because I'm crazy. Sometimes I fantasize about dripping candle wax all over that virgin body and as the wax dries on her skin, I play with it. Sometimes I lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling thinking about having her all to myself in a basement far off in the woods and making her dreams come true.
Sometimes I imagine walking her down wooden stairs, stripped naked with me leading her down into the basement with pictures of her every where. She shakes but she's very aroused by this. I wear a mask, a set of white gloves, and suite and tie. She begs for me to rape her (in minecraft) because she knows I'm a tempted man, she calls me daddy and begs that I make her bleed. My erection is titanium but I preserve myself as I chain her up. Rose toys with my mind trying to get me to throw myself on to her. She gets into my head as I organize the sex toys and whips. Rose promises if I sexually abuse her I would get my wives, one of them a women that watches everything I do. But I don't concede, I just carry out my slow plan on touching her, teasing her and making sure I get into her head. Rose is a tough and difficult women. She knows the in and outs of how to get into peoples heads, how to seduce sexually frustrated men but me, she hasn't ever experience a beast such as myself because I don't surrender to her seduction.
Step by step I make her dream come true and I notice she's dripping on the floor from her vagina. I sense her sexual tension as I drip the candle wax all over her cute chest. She begs me to take the mask of and kiss her but I ignore it. She drools from the intense session. Her demons come out as she starts screaming, yelling a side of Rose I never would have thought to meet. The sexual tension, the border of crying and mental episodes. It is as if I'm healing her as I get the best of her. I break her down, I toy with her, I beat her at her own game. But then something happens. She's no longer aroused, after her mental breakdowns and episodes, there she stands chained to the wall. Head hanging, black hair covering her face. She whispers my name and tells me she's scared. Every ounce of a front, toughness, the mind games, gone. Now that's left is a Rose in fear, a regression of fear and anxiety. My erection sub sides and she starts to cry. I walk up to her as I lift her chin up with my fingers. And there I see the soul I have always wanted to see. That pure, innocent girl, so far gone and lost. In despair and confused. I whip the tears off her cheeks and she asks if she won. I don't answer, I unchain her, carry her to a bed in the corner of this dim room and I tuck her in. She tries to snatch my arm and begs for me to cuddle her as she looks me with beaty eyes. She pleads that if I hold her, just for 10 minutes, I can have my way with her. But then I hug her for a couple seconds and get up to go work on making my harem come true through the means of the women I just healed. Rose.
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My harem wives pin me down as I'm full of my seed. So worked up I have become and they are to relief such pressure. Peaking at a top when I expel. I want my future soulmates to read this for now I am very much in need of sexual healing. My tank is beyond full and I need to share my love onto my wives, into my wives. I've dreamt of running an emo forum site/ profile site so the trouble women come my way to play with my attention starved penis. The stimulation of daddy issues BPD, & demented women has never been so demanding before. Every time I imagine being sent countless supplies of nudes from these crazy souls I just want imagine pounding them viciously until my body gives out. Take them, touch them, feel our chemistry mix and I want to fuck them all at once on the same bed. Calling me master, the great one, their fucking maker. (thats not incest wtf dude fuck you). I want them to worship me and fuck me. For them to tell me their darkest secrets. Every day, they beg for me to use them and fuck them on the floor with their hands behind their backs. This tension inside of me has caused me to get on edge. I'm caffeine up with a titanium penis. Waiting for a nerd babe to show up in my shit and figure me out so she can try to fuck me. That cat fish shit don't work with me don't even try.
These girls. After a good relief session they all lay next to me with daze eyes. Get all, philosophical and cuddly. Our lips dance on one another, tight squeezes, dark vents. Statements of deep emotional rhythms, & forever warmness. Tingles of giggles, creative poems & the musk of their bodies. In the summer, in the night, air conditioner humming. Ambience of these girls breathing, moaning softly. One gets on the computer, one hugs me tight, the other pets my head. Forever young they tell me, forever mine. These girls are something else. Dommy mommies, experts at calming me down, experts of relieving me from my stress. I hope one day my emo forum site will have them come my way. Here I wait to be a toy, to do freakish things with them. Waiting to hear their vents and sobs. Their problems but always getting their hugs. I am crazy and so are they.
Every night I need to be spanked and degraded. I need dominance over me badly. Being told naughty things. Having hints of being pinned down and rode every night. My computer over written with their passwords. The porn I watch studied. Evil laughs that terrify me when I'm chained up. Creepiness, their derange beliefs. Paranoia of other girls trying to steal me. Amazing sex every night. Great tight cuddles as I'm chained up on the bed. Her singing a soft song, calming me down so I'm not afraid. Tickles and giggles. "Hold me please", I cry to her. "Don't let me go, I'm so weak without you". The my dommy mommy never let's go, she forever clings to me, moaning softly keeping me warm, keeping me calm, & making sure I'm happy.
Have this night tendered you my dear? A demand of it's culture so complex and I have no heart to concede. But my dear, oh how I desperately need you. The sexual healing I admire for I expel my juices into you with great thrust. Dance those fingers on my thighs and twirl your hair to tease my every need. Come forth to me as I am weak and non shield from this life of adversary. Spoil me, sugar me, and have me spiral into laughs. Protect me from those heathens and fiends. Tame this beast inside of me by coming on to me, seducing me, having me spill every drops out on to you my dear. The intercourse is not what intrigues me, it's you my blueberry field. Many of these soul snatchers and heart breakers will never taste the hint of authenticity. Rather they come to me in great strive to later let down, breaking me, and here I am in great flow of a so vast endless cycle. How dare they. Scheming for a kick. Breaking my heart and having me seethe. How dare they. Mad 'am I suppose you would see this and address this by writing fantasies of killing them, torturing them to please me for them breaking my heart. Your evil laughter, your dark moments, those disturbed thoughts of having them perish. Then you come to me to comfort me so I sob onto you and cry more.
Those demons are dark and lost. Drugs users, alcoholics, weed worshiper & maniacs. They whore for their flesh refusing the tickles of a god such as myself. Yes my dear as you call me. I am a god and I am very above these demons. We will have much sex and we will have a sex temple. Every day we will have sex and I will have sex with my other wives. They will worship me, please me and laugh. For these demons are far gone in a delusion. They should be tied to a couple of horses and ripped apart. They have broken me such further, my heart throbs in agony for they power swing from it. Must their demise be ensured and when they perish we celebrate onward. Must we heal together with our bodies my dear. Sex every day and cuddles every night. In beginnings I was never a bad person. Angelical and happy. Now they have created a soul walking lands of shade. Soon I will have my Emo Forum site and I will be flooded with vagina. Emotional and strange women would want to have sex with me. Rose will witness us make love so I can turn her into being apart of my harem for she is a goddess.
Her body very much fertile and I thirst for her eggs. A potential assembly line of love making from me into her. We must heal sexually and I will share my wives with her in order to please my leader. Rose is my maker. Rose is my mother. Her planet is what houses me and I must surrender my body to her for she brings me females of every direction. If she were to walk into my sex temple nude I will order my wives to have sex with her and watch in great arousal. Witnessing my wives make love with her would be a dream come true since I'm deranged. Deep down she knows this and refuses to acknowledge, deep down she smirks. Rose is into being spanked and abused. My wives will chain her and hit her with gentle whips. They will degrade her, humiliate her and Rose will cum from it and I will have sensual episodes from her orgasms. Then Rose will order my wives to chain me up, spank me, humiliate me and Rose will put her fingers in my mouth. Then she demands me to call her goddess, master, mother, my very fucking maker. And Rose will get off to this because she's crazy. I will get off to this because I'm crazy. Sometimes I fantasize about dripping candle wax all over that virgin body and as the wax dries on her skin, I play with it. Sometimes I lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling thinking about having her all to myself in a basement far off in the woods and making her dreams come true.
Sometimes I imagine walking her down wooden stairs, stripped naked with me leading her down into the basement with pictures of her every where. She shakes but she's very aroused by this. I wear a mask, a set of white gloves, and suite and tie. She begs for me to rape her (in minecraft) because she knows I'm a tempted man, she calls me daddy and begs that I make her bleed. My erection is titanium but I preserve myself as I chain her up. Rose toys with my mind trying to get me to throw myself on to her. She gets into my head as I organize the sex toys and whips. Rose promises if I sexually abuse her I would get my wives, one of them a women that watches everything I do. But I don't concede, I just carry out my slow plan on touching her, teasing her and making sure I get into her head. Rose is a tough and difficult women. She knows the in and outs of how to get into peoples heads, how to seduce sexually frustrated men but me, she hasn't ever experience a beast such as myself because I don't surrender to her seduction.
Step by step I make her dream come true and I notice she's dripping on the floor from her vagina. I sense her sexual tension as I drip the candle wax all over her cute chest. She begs me to take the mask of and kiss her but I ignore it. She drools from the intense session. Her demons come out as she starts screaming, yelling a side of Rose I never would have thought to meet. The sexual tension, the border of crying and mental episodes. It is as if I'm healing her as I get the best of her. I break her down, I toy with her, I beat her at her own game. But then something happens. She's no longer aroused, after her mental breakdowns and episodes, there she stands chained to the wall. Head hanging, black hair covering her face. She whispers my name and tells me she's scared. Every ounce of a front, toughness, the mind games, gone. Now that's left is a Rose in fear, a regression of fear and anxiety. My erection sub sides and she starts to cry. I walk up to her as I lift her chin up with my fingers. And there I see the soul I have always wanted to see. That pure, innocent girl, so far gone and lost. In despair and confused. I whip the tears off her cheeks and she asks if she won. I don't answer, I unchain her, carry her to a bed in the corner of this dim room and I tuck her in. She tries to snatch my arm and begs for me to cuddle her as she looks me with beaty eyes. She pleads that if I hold her, just for 10 minutes, I can have my way with her. But then I hug her for a couple seconds and get up to go work on making my harem come true through the means of the women I just healed. Rose.
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