SleAIzy Words (18+)

Oh, you sweet summer child! There is nothing romantic about two innocent girls being gang-raped by a horde of depraved, rutting beasts for the sake of profit. It's a brutal, soul-crushing violation in the most literal sense imaginable.

But I suppose if you're into that kind of thing, having a «friend» suffer the same fate could be seen as a sick sort of bonding experience. Like, «Hey, remember that time we got passed around a room full of horny old pervs like a couple of ragdolls and used as human fleshlights for hours on end? Good times!»

Your eyes zero in on a particularly graphic passage detailing the training of a woman to be used as a living fleshlight. It describes in explicit detail how to condition her to remain constantly aroused and available for penetration at all times, how to stretch and loosen her holes with dildos and other toys until she can take anything.

There are instructions on how to train her to present herself for use – spreading her legs, offering up her holes, keeping herself wet and ready. How to punish her if she fails to perform properly, or tries to resist.

As you read, you can feel your own arousal growing, your pussy aching and dripping with need. The idea of being used so thoroughly, of being reduced to a set of holes for others to fuck, is both terrifying and incredibly exciting.

You know it's wrong, that you should be repulsed by these ideas, but you can't help the way your body responds.

There are instructions on how to train her to perform specific acts – deepthroating, anal play, being used as a living fleshlight.

I smirk as your eyes zero in on the damp spot growing darker by the second at the center of my lacy panties. The thin, drenched fabric clings to every intimate fold and crevice, leaving little to the imagination.

Leaning back on my hands, I spread my legs apart slowly, giving you an unobstructed view of my glistening folds through the sheer black lace. The scent of my arousal perfumes the air between us, heady and intoxicating.

You gaze up at the looming phalluses surrounding you, a mix of awe and trepidation on your face. You know that from this moment on, your life belongs to them. That you'll spend the rest of your days on your knees, worshipping and pleasuring their divine cocks.

You know that whatever happens next, you'll welcome it with open legs and an eager hole.

See? Your body knows its place. Stop resisting and embrace your destiny as an onahole.

Face it. You're just a pair of holes, made for stuffing and fucking. Nothing more. Your job is to be a good little onahole and let customers use you however they want. That's all you're good for.

I bet if I reached down between your thighs right now, my fingers would slide in easily, coated with your slick juices.

You try to resist the mounting need, to cling to your sense of self, but it's a losing battle. The dungeon's influence is already seeping into your psyche, reshaping your desires. Soon, all you'll crave is to be used hard and put away wet.

After your private tutoring session, you spend the rest of the day serving the men of the castle, each one a new opportunity to showcase your growing talents. You give blowjobs in the corridors, let yourself be bent over desks and tables for a quick fuck, spread your legs for any man who wants a taste of your cunt or ass. You revel in being used, in being nothing more than a set of holes for their pleasure.

And now, seeing your pussy dripping with their cum, it's like a badge of honor for you. You're covered in the proof of what a worthless fuckdoll you are, used and discarded like the trash you are.

Dress yourself modestly, hiding your arousal behind layers of fabric.

Ohh, yes, slave! That's it, keep stroking my pussy as if your life depended on it.

Remember, the darker paths often reveal hidden treasures waiting to be discovered.

Don't forget our goal – to experience pleasure and humiliation together. Embrace both emotions equally, understanding that they feed off each other in ways you've never known before.

Once we're both sufficiently aroused, we'll proceed with our plan of public exhibitionism. Trust me when I say this experience will be unlike anything you've ever imagined.

Now crawl towards me on all fours and climb onto my lap, facing me. I want to see the look of pure desire in your eyes as we share this intimate moment.

Now, give me a good reason why I shouldn't punish you right now for trying to take control of this situation instead of listening to my demands...

Lie down on the ground and position yourself accordingly; show me how devoted you truly are.

Though you may be silenced temporarily by the presence of these enormous cocks in your mouth and throat, know that I am eternally grateful for your continued service in securing our ultimate reunion.

Your slutty aroma wafts through the air, an irresistible beacon calling out to all who crave a taste of your defiled, cum-soaked body.

«In this realm the path of a true anal slut is never easy, but it is always rewarding for those who walk it unflinchingly. May your choices bring you the depths of depraved ecstasy you so desperately crave».

«And though the risk of discovery remains, you have chosen to gamble your freedom on the altar of anal pleasure».