Usually when I come across blogs like this, it makes me feel deeply uncomfortable–I’m very much a BDSM enthusiast, but the problem with a lot of blogs is that they get so deep into the “women are fucktoys” fantasy that I’m never sure they actually believe any of the captions they’re writing, which kind of scares me. However, you’re like one of the rare exceptions I’ve encountered. You seem like a sensible, cool person. Thanks for that.

You’re welcome!

There are women in labs right now curing diseases, women in poor cities fighting oppression, women digging sand out of both cracks at military bases in godawful places… I’m not better than any of them.

(Substantially worse, arguably. Okay, sure, I’m probably better at pissing for distance than most of them, but having never been in a fraternity, I don’t really consider that a major factor in determining human value.)… Read the rest “Usually when I come across blogs like this, it makes me feel deeply uncomfortable–I’m very much a BDSM enthusiast, but the problem with a lot of blogs is that they get so deep into the “women are fucktoys” fantasy that I’m never sure they actually believe any of the captions they’re writing, which kind of scares me. However, you’re like one of the rare exceptions I’ve encountered. You seem like a sensible, cool person. Thanks for that.”

Is it sad that mostly everything in your posts relates to me and they still get me dripping wet anyway?

Sure, I suppose it’s a little sad, feeling your cunt weep in shame. What of it?

If you relate that strongly to the stuff I write, then your life has probably been tough, and you’ve been through a lot. But if you just let your mind follow your body’s lead, you can pour all of the anguish in your little head into that empty space between your legs.… Read the rest “Is it sad that mostly everything in your posts relates to me and they still get me dripping wet anyway?”

It made me cry, reading your posts and realising, I’m exactly the type of worthless little whore you’re describing in them. It also made me cum harder than I ever have by myself.

Good girl, working so hard to accept what you are.

You’ll probably spend more time crying as you come to terms with your internal reality, but the orgasms will just keep getting better. Realizing that you’re worthless isn’t easy, but has its rewards.… Read the rest “It made me cry, reading your posts and realising, I’m exactly the type of worthless little whore you’re describing in them. It also made me cum harder than I ever have by myself.”

I adore you.

Y’know, I started to write something snarky and/or flirty, and realized I need to put that on hold for a second.

I don’t say this often enough: it’s nice to be adored, even by a grayfaced little ‘fraidy-cat.

Some people wait a lifetime to be told something like that, and I’d do well to appreciate all of you lovely little freaks while I have you.… Read the rest “I adore you.”

Do you have any feelings of sympathy or pity for any “broken girl”?

Sometimes I slip. Sad stories are sad, and it can be easy to get caught up in them.

But no one who identifies as one of my broken girls is coming to me for sympathy. In their own fucked-up little ways, they just want someone to see them as they see themselves, to acknowledge their reality and even embrace it.… Read the rest “Do you have any feelings of sympathy or pity for any “broken girl”?”