I'm still blissed out from last night some folks dropped by my place to have a movie and game night
I spent the night blindfolded and caged, not knowing whether the next time I obediently open my mouth it would be for more weed, more alc, more food, or more dick; and not caring much either way. By the end of the night I felt so dazed and full, just laying there drenched in sweat, unable to comprehend anything more complex than how much I wanted to please and how badly I needed release. Maybe it's the slut in me but can I really help it if I enjoy being treated like an overstuffed cocksleeve?