i don’t care that you think i have good tits. i don’t care that you think im cute n that you wanna fuck me. tell me you want to hurt me. tell me in detail exactly what you would do to me after kidnapping me. tell me how i make you feel so evil and gross but you just can’t stop. tell me it’s my own fault. im so small and so vulnerable and such a good victim. i’m practically begging for you to just take me. and you’re so sorry but im staring at you with my big blue scared eyes and my lashes are wet with tears and im breathing so fast you just have to keep groping me but you’re gonna take such good care of me and it’s all gonna be okay and i’ll learn that soon. right?


























