19F4M - A particularly dirty mood

To tell the truth, I don't want your respect. Oh, sure, it's nice to be treated like a person most of the time. But that's not what I want in this moment.

Honestly, what I want - sorry, what I need - is a guy who will slap my face, grab me by my hair, and tell me I'm his fucktoy for the night. He'll have other names besides that. Cocksleeve. Cumdumpster. Whore. Each of them will make me drip more than the last.

He'll whisper in his ear that his friends are coming over, and that he already let them know just what sort of slut I am. He'll ask me if I like the thought of that, the thought of being used by a bunch of guys, and then he'll laugh before I get a chance to respond. It's happening whether I want it or not. The fact that I do is just convenient.