Now, here is my answer.
It is neither a pretty, nor tear-jerking answer meant to make your heart swell with recognition nor emotion. It is not perhaps, the most in-depth, thought-provoking response which could suddenly turn on the flashing light bulb in some other poor, wretched female trying desperately to understand and manage her own gut wrenching need for pain. Indeed, it may not even be what you thought or expected to hear as a result of my persistent inner-tackling of this topic over the last few days.
Regardless, it will be the most honest one I can offer you.
I will use whatever means that I am able, to have my needs met, when I am in the presence of a man whom I feel is capable of providing that release. In all honesty I will compromise what it takes; what I am able to justify in my mind as being necessary to create the situation in which I am able to have my needs met. Be it through begging, pleading, crying, or another form of manipulation; as long as the result is what I am looking for, in my mind, I have succeeded.
Fuck training. Fuck protocol. Fuck integrity and morals. They can all be sacrificed.
Do I feel guilty? No. Do I regret being so? No.
I am exactly who and what I am, as a female, as a masochist, and as a slut.
I just don't fit into a box.
3 comments:
Lets put this in the proper order. Slut first to entice the poor one who has no idea what has been beset on him and masochist second being the recipent of your lovely sluttyness and then feamle last quenched by the deires of the first two. To see the face on the one you choose to feed your needs when you start your vamping priceless LOL.
If only more women would stop feeling guilty about their masochistic preferences and enjoy them instead I'm sure the world would be a better place.
tina from Sweden
I have just an inkling of what you need. I will say that you are a gracious whore as near as I can say and simply DESERVE the uses the sing to you.
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