Your Doll

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I need a male friend who only see me as an object.
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corrupt me
without me knowing.
Where boundaries blur and passions fire,
Slowly and steadily burning desire

Just start with simple things
like talking over me coz you know
I don’t have anything important to say
so its useless for my words to flow.

constantly touch me whenever you want
hand, shoulder, waist or any other part
progressing further and further the more i get used to
keeping it casual as second nature to you.

Pushing into my butt from behind when i bend down “as a joke”,
“accidentally” brushing his hands against my chest,
going further, rubbing my inner thighs and navel
even groping my ass and boobs to relieve stress.

Increase your control
by choosing what I wear,
making suggestive comments
regarding my body and clothing and hair

making sure it’s always the dress
that would give you easy access.
Getting me used to the idea that I’m an object
by grabbing me however you’d like.

Eventually I’ll be a brain dead slut
with no thoughts other than being a toy
conditioned into being a cock whore for you
to be played with and nothing more.

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