This was the gaslighting:

So some asshole tied to abuse you into being a willing sex slave. (According to gaslighting)

And other assholes are pretty sure rapists will be interested (that’s probably true – that they would believe it)

Like trying to do some dominance crap isn’t actually their motivation.

And I’m ferocious as fuck regardless of sexual anything..

Since my sex life was a popular topic despite not having one.

The nerves headed to the prime spot were severed during surgery last year. A necessary pain block that took time and encouragement to heal.

My inner thighs were numb. My good buttons didn’t respond at first. And although I really needed to have some form of sexual function, I neglected encouraging sensations back a little.

I tried once in a while but felt like the whole world was watching – and likely holding up a scoreboard for underwhelming responsivity (made up word with obvious meaning)

And although “corking” usually helped get me through stressful times. Just sitting on something without doing anything seemed it would get commented on.

And it was was.

As for my libido going back to normal despite arousal issues? Apparently that must mean I’m male – according to the (likely frigid) bitch outside.

Um, ladies. I literally just finished my monthly menses last week.

(If they can’t figure that out nothing will help them.)

I really think my sexuality would be wasted on non-consensual sex. Which is why someone really attempted to condition me into thinking it was consensual and that scuppered masturbating for a while.

No thank you.

But that was quite a while ago and their fuckery tapped into it.

Since I declared myself a future rockstar survivor, I relaxed and literally did what I wanted – despite the peanut gallery complaining about my “behavior”.

I decided it didn’t really matter that women can’t stop complaining about me. Even if I’m quiet.

But then they insisted I don’t fart correctly. Breath correctly. And they don’t like my blood flow!

Treating someone who escaped real trafficking as a slave? No consent? No agenda? Just fuckery?

Yeah…..

Assholess

In reality i’m sure stupid bitches saw my body and just thought dollar signs, thus they would get interested in the idea of anything spicy

Almost.

However

Consent is the first topic in all kinky activity.

Men frequently quietly think “I’d tap that” and would likely help me escape and call the cops.

Not even joking. I’m hot in bed and one would become very interested in a more private situation with guaranteed regularity.

That’s if he could convince me to give him a go. And bastion of ill repute is not a good start.

That’s what they really said they were trying to do. Roping in a real former victim without her consent for the lols. It was just exceptionally stupid gaslighting.

But they were just playing around. Fucking with my head, torturing me. But somehow unable to grasp that though they might not be in the real world – their damage is!

Oh yeah. By the way. Though some men can be encouraged to turn up the heat with a few extra actions? A lot of people seem to think sex is a bit of ho-hum in and out and done.

Oh no. It can be so much better.

However I’m emotionally unavailable and I need an emotional bond.

Yeah….

Consent matters.

A mess isn’t always bad

As an aside. Yes. Fine. I’m a closet sub. But I would really need to trust someone to allow it and that much trust is synonymous with love. I really don’t worry over looks or even demeanor. Just how much I can trust someone. The more I trust the more in love I become. And that bond becomes unbreakable so long as that trust isn’t betrayed.

Now knaff off with your stupid questions. Trust comes in loving, respectful, committed relationships. Or unusual bonds of friendship.

And If I don’t trust you – or worse can’t?

Fuck off!

Looking at you, blonde-y

So that was all a stupid idea.

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