- Me as a pleasure goddess, chained to a ceiling and worshiped by followers, all who lavish attention on my breasts and nipples, and fight over who can use their fingers on my clitoris first. For as the giver of the pleasure, I must be the first to experience it so the others can as well.
- An interrogation room, where I am unaware of the two-way mirror, being beaten into confessing something, anything, yet the goal of the questioning is not to provide answers, but to demonstration the limits of my body to those watching the encounter.
- A gang bang, where I am of use solely for the holes I can provide. I am nothing to these people, yet painfully abused, because myHim likes me that way.
I miss writing.
