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Let me state this very clearly. I don't want love. If you're seeking for true love, look elsewhere.
What am I? A thing. Nothing more than a thing for you to rape. I want to be beaten, kicked, punched, pulled, made to crawl, have my face thrown on the floor. Bathed in your piss, fed with your piss, slapped, used as a cum bucket, as a torture device. Left beaten, broken, and disgusting, and then left alone. That' all I want. If you can't get it.. then I'm not the right person for you.
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