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God I wish I was Zen's plaything. I'd be a toy to be used whenever and however she pleased. And I wish she played rough. I wish she broke her toys. She'd treat my wishes with complete apathy, as if I had no feelings at all. I'd get punched in the gut. I'd get kicked me in the nuts. I'd get choked and strangled. I'd get whipped and flogged. All for Zen's amusement.
I wish Zen fucked me roughly and violently. She'd tear off my clothes and shoved me to the floor. She'd rip open my shirt and yank down my pants. I would be powerless against her forcing herself between my legs and rubbing her pussy against my dick. I wish she slammed her cunt down on my mouth and rode me mercilessly.
I wish I was her slave and her property. I'd be tied down and forced to be a bystander as Zen uses my body to pleasure herself. She'd gag me up and put my head in a plastic bag. Zen would slap me across the face and tell me to shut up if I moaned in pain or pleasure. Her hands would wrap around my neck and choke me. I'd be thrown to the ground and humped savagely. My erect penis would be a dildo for her.
I would be a doll to be locked in a box when she was done with me. In the darkness of my cell, I could only think about my love for Zen. I could feel the love of my goddess all over my body. Every drop of blood I shed made me realize how blessed I was. I was the chosen one.