That's It. Get My Asshole Nice And Clean. Make Sure It's Spotless. That's My Good Toilet Paper.

Mimi gets it. Let her be a role model to all of you other sluts out there, looking to fulfill your purpose: your holes are what's best for cock. Mouth. Cunt. Asshole. Show your devotion by eagerly accepting cock in all of your holes.

Why i Don't Do Handjobs

this is an almost ideological post for me so please scroll away if it would bore you.

i am a slut. also, a stray slave (as my Dom is not a Master and is not interested in slavery in that way. very sad, i know). i am a stray slave because i believe i am in touch with my purpose: to be owned for the pleasure of another, in consistent 24/7 servitude and obedience even as i carry on with my "normal" life. i could touch that part of me ever since i started engaging with kink in juvenile fantasy, but only fully admitted it to myself four years ago. the sad part is that i can only consider slavery if it comes with love towards a person i deeply respect. if i never find that person, maybe i'll never be a true slave. i have accepted that. moving on.

as a slut whose purpose is to serve with total pleasure in mind, i am asking you: what is best for a dick? holes. mouth, cunt, asshole. these are my tools. sure, i can use my hands to facilitate some of that, and it excludes pussies - which, in my opinion, can derive equal pleasure from hands and mouths.

it is an insult to my commitment as a slut that is meant to be used for service and pleasure (as well as pain of course, but that is not relevant rn) to be given the task to only use my hands. i am not a virgin school teacher, and being utilised as one is an underestimation of my will to be used and my training in shamelessness - hence, not treatment i will tolerate in whoever my submission chooses.

also, it's an intellectual issue: hands are useful in doing a lot of stuff. mouths eat, salivate, talk and vomit. maybe they sneeze, kiss, or smoke, but that's about it. cunts are for sex and giving birth. assholes are for waste. the insertion of a cock in any of these is either honouring or going against our very natural tendencies - irony trumps the life instinct in making me puke over a throat fuck, or bruising my cervix, or opening to accept Him in my smallest hole.

my hands assemble furniture, and type, and pet my cat, and brush my hair. my hands pick my clothes and use scissors. my hands are a tool - there is nothing interesting in using them to handle a cock. i'm a slut, not a professional - i can't use tools in my devotion to serving cock. that's cheating.

i am Mimi. i have used all my holes since yesterday and i was just sent to my little room for my afternoon rest with a clamp on my clit and my cunt locked by my piercings. i can't sleep, so i write. i can cum, so i think.

bises,

Mimi.

Feminism is rooted in equality, right? About giving women a choice. So really, feminism is about choosing to be compromising, conciliatory, selfless, compliant, fun and subservient to men.

Feminism is about choosing to worship cock. About choosing to take it in the ass. About choosing to be brainless pieces of fuckmeat for the entertainment of men.

And if you REALLY think about it? You don't really have a choice, do you? Because good feminists need it. Because good feminists crave it.

So be a good, proud feminist for Daddy: stick out your tongue and spread those holes wide open.

Redefined

Being brainwashed to betray my beliefs is so hot. A favorite idea of how to do that is to just change what some words mean.

I'm a feminist, for example. Staunchly, through and through. Making me turn my back on that would be extremely challenging, and I'd resist it the whole way. But what if someone just adjusted my notion of what that meant?

Get into my mind and tell me that a good feminist needs to compromise. That's not a hard sell. I'm a pragmatist. We live in the real world, total idealism isn't workable. Good feminists meet men halfway.

Then make me believe that being feminist means being conciliatory. That's not a big jump from the first point. These discussions are often so fraught and angry, it only makes sense to try and keep things calm. Good feminists are calm and friendly, no matter what's said to them.

Tell me that a feminist should be selfless. Men think that feminism is all about women wanting things from them, and that makes them not want to help us. To convince them to be on our side, we need to show them how they benefit, too. Good feminists always put men first.

Convince me that a feminist must be compliant. Again, we're fighting against stereotypes here. We need to show men that we're not reflexively oppositional, humorless bitches. We need to show them we can be fun and we can get along. Good feminists never disagree with men.

Make me see that a feminist needs to be fun. Nobody wants to work with somebody who's always dour, somebody who's always all business. We should let our hair down. Show people we know how to relax. Keep everyone in a good mood. Good feminists will do anything to entertain men.

Tell me that to really be a feminist, one has to be subservient. We can't put ourselves first. We need to be willing to sacrifice for the cause. If that means letting men call the shots so they'll support us, that's what we should do. Give up ego and pride to make a difference. Good feminists are obedient to men.

Keep going. Keep changing things.

Good feminists accept abuse without complaint. Good feminists don't talk back. Good feminists dress to show off. Good feminists speak when spoken to. Good feminists convert their friends. Good feminists worship cock. Good feminists live to serve men. Good feminists are obedient slaves. Good feminists are misogynists.

That's what the word means, after all.

There's nothing quite like that feeling when I'm pinning you down, cock shoved balls-deep in your tight little shithole, watching you cry and sob because you can't physically get away. I'm too strong. So you're forced to look me in the eyes as I rape your ass and take away whatever dignity you pretended to still have.

I like to write my whore stories to keep her in the right headspace. I wrote her one today that I think you worthless cunts would all enjoy, so I've decided to share.

TWs: rape, cutting, misogyny, CNC, piss play, intox

You wake up, groggy, sore all over; the feeling of cold tile under your bare ass stirs you to alertness. Panic sets in as you realize both of your arms are restrained, behind your back, and your head locked into place. Around your neck is a thick steel collar, tethered to the wall by a very short chain. You're still not quite sure where you are, but you can guess. In the darkness you turn your attention to your body to keep from giving into fear.

Your cunt and asshole ache and you're acutely aware of the cum that's leaking out of your holes. And yet you can't remember a thing. Your head is pounding. The last thing you remember... weren't we on a date? It was a nice restaurant and I was being so nice to you. You should have known.

As you sit there on the cold tile, chained to the wall, contemplating your abuse, you hear me approach.

You wince as the beam of a flashlight blinds your eyes and you hear me laugh. Of course I wouldn't turn on the lights. I want you in the dark, terrified.

"Oh, I see you've come to, whore." I laugh. "Feeling sore? I couldn't help myself when your disgusting little fuckholes were right there on display. And oh, don't worry, I waited until after we'd left the restaurant to rape you. I could tell the drugs were kicking in towards the end of the meal, so I settled up, dragged you into the alley next to the place, and fucked your holes like a cheap whore. I wanted you on your knees, next to the trash, in a puddle of piss, sucking my cock. And in your fucked up state? You were more than eager to do it."

You wince as you feel my hand brush across your face. You can barely move, there's nowhere to run. Your eyes catch a glint of light and you begin to panic. Is that a fucking knife?

I see the look on your face and chuckle. "Oh, right. The knife. Yeah, I can see why you might be scared." I start to run the tip of the blade across your skin, down your body, towards your cunt.

"But this isn't a time for fear, it's a celebration. See, today I've decided it's time to take our dynamic to the next level."

I very gently run the tip of the knife against your clit and then push against it, ever so slightly.

"You've enjoyed so much autonomy in this relationship, but we both know what you truly want: to be owned. To be broken. To be reduced to nothing more than a brainless piece of fuckmeat with no worries, stresses, or fears. Just the warm, comforting embrace of Sir's love and cruelty. No thoughts. No decisions. Just an empty head and filled holes. So today we begin that journey."

You scream as a blinding hot feeling of pain rushes over you. I've started cutting the knife into your pelvis.

"Now I know this hurts, but if you're going to be property, you need to be properly labeled."

You're bawling as I drag the knife across your skin. It's in deeper than I've ever cut you before.

"Y'know, some Doms prefer branding. I just find it so impersonal. You're not cattle! I mean, you're subhuman, yes, but I think my property deserves a special touch."

You're sobbing uncontrollably now, but you breathe a sigh of relief as the acute pain subsides. You see the flashlight shining down, right above your cunt and you see the blood, pooling around my crudely cut initials.

"That should scar up nice and good. And now nobody will question who you belong to."

You hear me unzip my pants and a new fear sets in. You feel the searing pain as a stream of piss hits your open wound.

"Time to clean you up."

I laugh, the cruellest laugh you've ever heard from me, as I piss directly into your open wound. You sputter and gasp as I move from your cunt to your face, drowning you in my acrid piss.

"Welcome to your new life, whore. Get comfy, you'll be here awhile."

I wipe my cock off on your face and then click off the flashlight. The last thing you hear is the door closing behind me as you're plunged into darkness.

A true whore's mantra.

my prayer

i am a sack of meat with three fuckable holes

i am a dumb fleshlight and i exist to serve all higher forms of life even animals

i am useless if i am not used by higher beings, or not being treated like a filthy piece of fuck-meat

i will take and serve any, and as many cocks as i can take

its important to be used by any man that wants to take me and treat me like the worthless pile of meat i really am

i am the perfect walking flesh-light

i want cocks in my every hole, every crevice

my mouth is made for sucking cock, my asshole for taking it balls deep, my cunt is for fucking, and my lips, my tongue is for licking balls, sucking cock, and eating ass

i will suck, swallow and give rim jobs

my ass and my tits should be spanked and covered with cum, and my face needs to be slapped and used like a cum-rag

i want to have as much cocks as i can fit in my holes at the same time.

i deserve to be tied up, spanked, slapped, spitted on, cuffed, gagged, face-fucked. i deserve to have my hair pulled, and my body used

i am a flesh-light, future dog food, fuck-toy, fuck-pig, slut, stupid, urinal, cum dumpster,worthless, no value fucking used, used properly, pleasure tool, a mouth, non-human, cum bucket, fuck-mouth

i am a cock socket, cum rag, rape meat, object to be used be all real humans, masturbation tool, fulfilling my only purpose, public urinal, and i am under animals

Be a dog-fucking whore for me. It's another way to be useful and entertaining!

Husband who doesn't care that you can't be trusted around dogs.

Husband who comes home from work to find you knotted on the living room floor. He doesn't even bat an eye. Just unbuttons his pants, and pulls his cock out so you can be filled from both ends.

Husband that helps keep the knot in because he wants to use your hole when the dogs done, because he wants to fuck the dog cum back into the family bitch.

What a correct statement. Repeat it on loop. Women are just receptacles for cum, piss, spit and whatever else a man wants to fill her holes with.

A woman's place: On all fours, head pushed into the toilet, with a man's dick in her ass, filling her with cum and piss, and a long line of other men that will put her to proper use.

Lube is a privilege, not a right. If I want you to sit your tight little shithole on my friend's cock, you do it without complaint and thank us both for giving your life meaning.

you and your friends are watching the game at our place. i've just finished bringing you all drinks and snacks when you order me to sit. confused, i look around. all the seats on the couch are taken. that's when i realize that your best friend matt has his cock out, already hard. my eyes widen as you gesture towards him, but i don't dare say anything. i step towards him, and as soon as i am close enough, matt wraps his arms around my tiny waist and pulls me towards him. cold fingers pull down my panties. my pussy is still wet from the edging session before your friends arrived. but as matt slams me down on his waiting cock, he's not aiming for my pussy. i scream as the tip of his cock pushes through into my ass. “shut up, we're watching the game”, you say. i try to get away, but matt holds me down by the waist. he's so much stronger than me. my ass is burning as his cock slowly fills me. i feel tears running down my cheeks. matt grunts and then starts thrusting. when i look over, i see alex stroking his cock and grinning at me. scared, i look at you. you just shrug. “you're a free use toy, honey. better get used to me sharing you with my friends. don't worry, they won't make you cum.”

You'd look much better on your knees, mouth open, gargling my piss. At least then you'd be being useful.

Alabama 💘 22

Hi😋

That's a good little toilet. Don't fucking stop until it's spotless. And then, as a treat, you can lick it clean again after I'm done using it.

im a pathetic toilet licking pisswhore 💕