Did I think I would be a stripper? Not really, but here we are, and I am in the midst of my routine. Getting double whammy of cocks. The guys at the strip club know that is m down for torture sex.
They get me high and do whatever they please with me. They sometimes take it over bored and leave me stranded in the middle of a city I know nothing about, and they usually rob me of my money. I MEAN IT when I tell you that it gets me horny to be used that way.
Not only am I robbed, but I am also in excruciating pain. These guys love to drug me extra hard and fuck me up and post me all over the net.
Yet I still come back for the same routine with new clients and the same old ones. They all know they can abuse me and love that so much.