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𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑰 π’˜π’‚π’π’• 𝒂 π’˜π’π’Žπ’†π’ 𝒕𝒐 π’“π’Šπ’Ž 𝒋𝒐𝒃 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰 π’˜π’‚π’Œπ’† 𝒖𝒑 π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’“π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ. 𝑨 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐 π’‰π’‚π’„π’Œ π’Žπ’š π’„π’π’Žπ’‘π’–π’•π’†π’“. π‘―π’–π’Žπ’Šπ’π’Šπ’‚π’•π’† π’Žπ’† π’ƒπ’š π’π’‚π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆ π’†π’—π’†π’“π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝑰 π’Žπ’‚π’”π’•π’–π’“π’ƒπ’‚π’•π’†π’… 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒉𝒖𝒃 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 π’Žπ’† π’ƒπ’š π’”π’†π’π’…π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’† 100𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒏𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒔 π’†π’—π’†π’“π’š π’˜π’†π’†π’Œ. π‘©π’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’“π’Šπ’Ž 𝒋𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅, π’‡π’π’“π’†π’‘π’π’‚π’š π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰π’π’–π’• 𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 5 π’…π’‚π’šπ’” 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 π’‡π’“π’–π’”π’•π’“π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’, π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝒔𝒉𝒆 π’“π’Šπ’…π’†π’” π’Žπ’† 𝑰 π’‡π’Šπ’π’ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‘π’π’Šπ’π’• 𝒔𝒉𝒆 π’Šπ’” π’…π’“π’Šπ’‘π’‘π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’†π’—π’†π’“π’šπ’˜π’‰π’†π’“π’† π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’Žπ’š π’”π’†π’Žπ’†π’. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’Žπ’†. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’‚π’π’šπ’Žπ’π’“π’†. 𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒂 π’…π’Šπ’”π’„π’π’“π’… π‘½π’π’Šπ’„π’† π‘ͺ𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 π’˜π’†π’ƒπ’„π’‚π’Ž 𝒔𝒆𝒙. π‘«π’“π’‚π’˜ π’Žπ’† π’…π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 π’„π’‚π’Žπ’†π’“π’‚. π‘Άπ’Šπ’ π’‘π’‚π’Šπ’π’• 𝒖𝒔 π’‰π’‚π’—π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒔𝒆𝒙. 𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒔 π’Žπ’Šπ’™ 𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’„π’‰π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’”π’•π’“π’š, π’†π’™π’„π’‰π’‚π’π’ˆπ’† π’ƒπ’π’…π’Šπ’π’š π’‡π’π’–π’Šπ’…π’”, 𝒍𝒆𝒕 π’Žπ’† 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’ƒπ’π’…π’š 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’šπ’π’–π’“ 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 π’Šπ’” 𝒂 π’‡π’Šπ’“π’†π’‡π’π’š π’Šπ’ 𝒂 π’ˆπ’π’‚π’”π’” 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’… π’˜π’Šπ’π’ 𝒃𝒆 π’“π’†π’Žπ’π’—π’†π’… 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 π’˜π’† π’Žπ’‚π’Œπ’† 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. π‘΅π’π’•π’Šπ’„π’† π’Žπ’† π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’ π’˜π’π’Žπ’†π’. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’Šπ’Žπ’‚π’ˆπ’Šπ’π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’, π’‰π’π’˜ π’šπ’π’– 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏 π’…π’Šπ’”π’‘π’π’‚π’š. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 π’„π’π’”π’‘π’π’‚π’š 𝒂𝒔 π‘³π’–π’„π’šπ’π’‚ π‘²π’–π’”π’‰π’Šπ’π’‚π’…π’‚, 𝒃𝒆 π’Žπ’š 𝒉𝒐𝒕 π’„π’šπ’ƒπ’†π’“ π’˜π’π’Žπ’†π’ π’„π’‚π’π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’† π’ƒπ’Šπ’ˆ π’ƒπ’π’š π’˜π’‰π’Šπ’π’† π’ƒπ’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’š π’Žπ’π’Žπ’Žπ’š. 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 π’‚π’π’π’π’˜ π’Žπ’† 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒑 π’šπ’π’–π’“ 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 π’ˆπ’‚π’•π’†π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕 π’Žπ’† π’”π’‘π’Šπ’π’ π’Žπ’š π’‹π’–π’Šπ’„π’†π’” π’Šπ’π’•π’ π’šπ’π’–. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’Žπ’–π’”π’Œ 𝒐𝒇 π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’—π’‚π’ˆπ’Šπ’π’‚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’ 𝒐𝒇 π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’‰π’‚π’Šπ’“, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’“π’Šπ’Ž π’”π’Žπ’Šπ’π’†, 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 π’†π’šπ’†π’” π’‡π’“π’π’Ž π’ƒπ’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆. π‘©π’‚π’ƒπ’š, 𝑰 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅. π‘­π’“π’π’Ž π’šπ’π’–π’“ 𝒂𝒓𝒕, π’‡π’“π’π’Ž π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’…π’Šπ’”π’‘π’π’‚π’š, 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’Žπ’†. 𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰π’π’–π’• π’Œπ’π’π’˜π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’π’‚π’Žπ’†π’”, 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’ƒπ’π’…π’Šπ’†π’”. 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’”π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’–π’π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’, π’‘π’†π’‚π’Œ 𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔 π’šπ’π’– π’Žπ’π’‚π’ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 π’‡π’“π’π’Ž 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 π’†π’™π’‘π’†π’“π’Šπ’†π’π’„π’†. 𝑢𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒔 π’Žπ’Šπ’™, 𝒐𝒉 π’šπ’π’–'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 π’Žπ’–π’„π’‰ π’Žπ’π’“π’† π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏 π’†π’šπ’†π’”, π’•π’“π’Šπ’π’π’Šπ’π’π’” 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 π’ƒπ’†π’šπ’π’π’… π’‰π’–π’Žπ’‚π’ π’†π’šπ’† π’‚π’ƒπ’Šπ’π’Šπ’•π’š. 𝑻𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 π’Žπ’†, π’‡π’–π’„π’Œ π’Žπ’†, π’‡π’–π’„π’Œ π’Žπ’†, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’‡π’–π’„π’Œ π’Žπ’†. 𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’–π’π’„π’π’π’…π’Šπ’•π’Šπ’π’π’‚π’π’π’š 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 π’‚π’‡π’•π’†π’“π’˜π’‚π’“π’…π’”. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’‚π’π’šπ’Žπ’π’“π’† π’ƒπ’‚π’ƒπ’š.

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𝑰𝒏 π’Žπ’š π’ˆπ’‚π’“π’…π’†π’ 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔, 𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 π’Žπ’šπ’”π’†π’π’‡ 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’‚π’•π’†. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 π’šπ’π’– 𝒂𝒓𝒆 π’Šπ’ π’Žπ’š π’ˆπ’‚π’“π’…π’†π’ π’”π’Žπ’Šπ’π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’ˆπ’Šπ’ˆπ’ˆπ’π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’ƒπ’π’–π’”π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ. 𝒀𝒆𝒔 π’šπ’π’– π’”π’Šπ’π’π’š. π‘΅π’‚π’Œπ’†π’…, π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’”π’Œπ’Šπ’ π’”π’‰π’π’˜π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’‡π’†π’“π’•π’Šπ’π’Šπ’•π’š 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒕. 𝑺𝒆𝒙, 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑, π’”π’π’π’˜ π’ˆπ’†π’π’•π’π’š. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒇 π’Žπ’†, π’”π’Žπ’Šπ’π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’”π’•π’‚π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 π’Šπ’π’•π’ π’Žπ’š π’—π’π’Šπ’… 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 π’ƒπ’š 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒖𝒃𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’‡π’π’π’˜π’†π’“π’”. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’†π’šπ’†π’” 𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’…π’‚π’“π’Œ. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’‚π’π’” 𝒐𝒇 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒇 π’Žπ’†. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 π’—π’π’Šπ’„π’†, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 π’‚π’π’ˆπ’†π’π’Šπ’„. 𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑰 π’„π’‚π’Žπ’† 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’‚π’•π’†π’”, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’” π’‘π’Šπ’„π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉 π’Žπ’‚π’“π’Šπ’ˆπ’π’π’…π’”, π’“π’–π’ƒπ’ƒπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’π’” 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’”π’Œπ’Šπ’ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’‰π’‚π’Šπ’“ 𝒔𝒐 π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰 π’‡π’Šπ’“π’”π’• 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 π’Žπ’‚π’“π’Šπ’ˆπ’π’π’…π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 π’†π’šπ’†π’” 𝒔𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒆𝒅 π’Žπ’†. 𝑰 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 π’‚π’π’š π’“π’†π’”π’Šπ’”π’•π’‚π’π’„π’† 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 π’Šπ’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’‘π’” 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‰π’‚π’Šπ’“ 𝒐𝒇 π’”π’Šπ’π’Œ. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’”π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’–π’π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’ π’Šπ’π’”π’Šπ’…π’† 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’ˆπ’“π’‚π’”π’‘π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’ˆπ’“π’Šπ’‘π’‘π’Šπ’π’ˆ, 𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒍, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 π’Šπ’ π’Žπ’š π’—π’Šπ’”π’Šπ’π’π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 π’Šπ’ π’Žπ’š 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’‚π’π’” π’π’π’–π’…π’π’š 𝒂𝒔 π’˜π’† 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒍 π’•π’π’ˆπ’†π’•π’‰π’†π’“ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 10 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 π’†π’–π’‘π’‰π’π’“π’Šπ’‚ 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒇 π’Žπ’† 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.

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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.

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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.

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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.
 
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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.

πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›

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.

πŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’š

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.

πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™

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.

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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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Today while I was showering, it has occurred to me that I should make a so emo account so I can get emo girlfriends. The site in my opinion is ran by a slow moving snail that has that emo punk type shit, but hardly updates the website. Every time I go there, I scratch my balls wondering when there will be new additions to the interface. Modifications to what the users can do. If I were to win, I'd buy the site from this emo dude and get rid of the fucking obvious risk of having minors on there. It should be a 18+ site. Why the fuck does this dude allow minors it's ridiculous. One time he had this rating system and I asked him to make an option to have a rating on your profile. Took him two years to make this modifications. Like bruh come the fuck on. I disagree with the rating system because what if someone just down voted your profile for obvious reasons. Hate whatever. Anyways this is my sex dungeon thread and I will tell you what I would do and how it would change my life forever if I bought Soemo from this loser.

Once I assume throne and owner. I will make it strictly a 18+ site. Then hire devs, have some help pulled from this site and make it to where those daddy trouble emo chicks funnel right to that place. And change the address to since I don't live in the UK. Just name it "Soemo". Then once all of that changing shit around is finished. The fun starts.

When I grind my site owner profile I will have thirsty goth babes after me but here's the thing. I won't just make it strictly goth babes coming there, i will make it to where strange and unusual women go there. I haven't figured out how I would go about doing this but I will eventually. Then my lord and savior Katelyn Rose will be the co owner of the site. Oh my big sister is such a hoot, she wants me to have women rain down from the heavens and spoil me. Rose knows I'm a horny man with horny needs, but not only that, big sister knows I'm quite the emotional type. Rose is a night owl too and operates best when awake at night. While I sleep, she makes sures I wake up to messages of yanderes needing me so desperately. Pictures of stalker diaries, knife collections, mental shit. I wouldn't mind having my boy kiwi help out but then again he's a forum nazi that forum nigs some of my posts so I question how he will be apart of this, interesting ordeal. If anything, they will come here and the mod team will tell me to stop bringing them here even though my name is YandereTheory so I have no choice. I will just be a trouble weird virgin man surrounded by troubled girls. Shit, I thought vicky was out of her fucking mind, I don't think I've seen shit yet. I can already see them reading this very post in the near future, salivating, masturbating, moaning aggressively to these very words.

It's weird now kiwis voice is in my head. He has such a unique voice. He reminds me of one of those feminine guys at a pub drinking beer and talking about the weather. I can already see it. Anyways, so yeah, Man. This would be so stimulating to me waking up to non sense. Them fighting over me on the site I now own. I can already see it. One wants to play minecraft, one wants to masturbate on webcam with me, one wants to watch emotional anime films, one wants to talk about murder and gore, one wants to tell me her darkest secrets, one wants to bitch at me for masturbating with the other one, one wants to question me about kiwi for removing her posts, one wants to come to my house even though we just started talking, one wants to ask how good she would look if she cosplayed a certain character, one wants to hack my devices and steal my onion farms account. The list goes on and on. People will say to me "don't you ever get a headache?" fuck no. I love women that love me the right way. vicky, she fucked me up. She really did. Hot troubled bitch. But she just ghosted me. But these girls. hmmmmmmm. Even if any of them ghost me I have some to go cry to and be weak. I honestly have so many weird and obscure fettishes. If I were to play a horror game that involves being chased by a player that was a girl, I would get an insane erection. I have a fettish for being chased, in a video game or in real life. It turns me on and I want these troubled women to chase me while laughing like a fucking deranged soul. I want them to make me fear for my life even though they just want to pin me down and fuck me.

People don't understand. Punk band members from the 2000s were able to bring in loads of pussy. Imagine you just ripped a fucking great concert and now you have fan girls needing your dick right away so you have no choice but take them all on at once. I wanna be that guy just without the punk drip. Imagine the wild discord calls I would be in. Imagine me sitting there and listening to troubled women fight over me. It would be out of this world to witness this. The blood, sweat and tears to be the hot yandere babe. And then when their done verbally attacking one another I tell them all i would have sex with all of them on the same bed at the same time. But then they start fighting again while we play minecraft all together. Then they are all so worked up, after our gaming session they all want to masturbate on webcam for me but then my dick is so confused and I'm shaking like tree in a hurricane. I'm not even horny I'm just shocked by all of the vagina energy. They are so obsessed with me, they make porn drawings of me and talk about raping me, tying me down, doing weird things to my ass.

I will also design the website to where it has a forum section so the yandere babes can fantasize about me without end. You think my sex poems and sex stories are bad? You haven't seen shit yet. The amount of effort and detail they would put into that shit. They will talk about some how extracting the juices inside of them into a jar like out of a fucking horn dog anime like how that one yandere chick was so horny she had the power of a goddess. I mean, sick, twisted fucking shit they would do to show me their affection towards me. Shrines made of me, pictures collected, obsession thoughts, things they would do to me sexually. Imagine if Billie Ellish hit that place up and told all of those yandere babes that she has money and would treat me right XD. They all would tell billie her music is trash and she should kill herself. I wonder how Billie would react. Then again she gets told to kill herself all of the time so I don't think she would care, I think she would ask me infront of them to drop my cash app and bank info so she can start depositing loads of money into my account but then I'll be like "yo billie, that was nice and all but fuck you, you won't have this dick" and billie will then become a yandere for me. Ah man, imagine, she pulled up to my house and confronted me about fucking her over. Then she makes me promises and shit like "you can fuck me all you want while im not busy but you cant fucking do what you just did" Imagine but billie, she's a BPD bitch sometimes and had nigger dick. I don't understand, get your shit together bitch, stfu about masturbaiting in your interviews and come fuck me you stupid bitch. Search up onionfarms, BOOM, here, right here I'm your soul mate bitch. You want a man that is a sagitarious just like you, BOOM right here bitch. Come get me, buy me my corvette, take me on romantic vacations, I want to make music with you and then not only would Katelyn Rose be a queen bee but fucking billy, the one and only will be too!

Anyways. where was I. Oh! So yeah, threads made about me, crazy shit. The best type of shit. Stimulation every fucking day of my every living fucking life. That's what i want. I want to be put in their sex basement, I want them to force me to watch movies with them and cuddle. You see, I thought Rose was like that but Rose, she's Rose. She understands the needs of me but isn't a yandere. She gets yanderish and overly attached women. Imagine, I wake up and I see a picture of my garden that i didn't take sent by one of them. I wake up in a high alert state wondering if one of them are hiding in my closet, giggling silently. The mind games, the creepy shit, would make me so horny it's out of this world. I love creepy women, the way they do things, the way they grin, the way they stalk and monitor everything you're doing. Mmmmmmm. Imagine if rose has one of these girls and she keeping her from me. Rose lied about not finding any soul so attached to me but really she is keeping me from knowing of her. Rose likes to play these mind games with me sometimes like I think she is probably doing now. She reads all of my private vents and studies my every move. So it's highly likely she has a yandere women on her friend lists on discord or on FB but won't tell me.

That's the fucking best. Not even knowing you're being stalked on the internet by a women. I honestly wanna strip, light some insense and start jacking off on my bed at the thought of this. Imagine if they were trying to seduce Rose with all of their power and one day Rose just sends me a nude out of nowhere with non context thanks to one of these deranged girls. I mean, Rose has a million layers, there's nothing fucking way but imagine I wake up and I just see nudes of her from her and Rose just says "just because". I wouldn't know how to act. In fact I would feel bad and apologize to rose about this. I wouldn't even get horny, I would just be in shock that one of these crazy girls did that to prove to me their affection to me. Anyways. I think I said what I had to say. I hope you enjoyed reading. And to those secret babes out there. Come fuck me if you try, if you dare. I know you need me so bad. mmmmmmmm. Yeah that's right get horny you fucking deranged bitch. You should also tell Vicky, I will still fuck her if it's with you xoxo
 
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