So one thing I don't type about a lot is my DID, or Dissociative Identity Disorder... it developed as a way to "save" me from the traumatizing childhood I had. Don't all the best super heroes have some kind of trauma or tragic back story? Well, that's me... all the things... so anyway, I have been trying some new things to be more present in my life. When one of my alters take over, I lose time, which I really don't like... For a while, I was working on integration through feeling my emotions and suppressing my urge to escape different scenarios and what I found is that my anxiety and depression started to get out of control... nothing seemed to be working as a viable solution for me to stay present, actively, every day.
In the last few weeks, my meditation has brought me to a space where I can really just allow my alters to share space... and when an experience is happening that one or some of my alters don't want to be apart of, we have a kind of back room in my mind that we can escape to... then, when the experience is over, the ones that stayed come to the door of the back room and open it to let us know it is safe and to share the experience so that no one is losing time... Everyone in my head was losing time from their lives... as weird as that sounds, our lives have become more cohesive and a lot more interesting.
One of the times that this happens the most is during playtime with Daddy... Sometimes, PapaBear likes to play hard and I was losing time during those heavier play time moments. With our new system, I can go to the other room and hang while he plays with my alters that really enjoy those times without the pain of the experience and then when it is over, and the back door opens, the memory of the experience flows into us and the after effects are felt by all. This is an awful lot of set up so that the stories I share moving forward make sense... We are Daphne, Jennifer, Foxy, Jenny, Jordan, and I/me.
The Slut, the Sadist, and the Slave
Making out with him is my favorite. He almost always lowers my guard with his soft sexy lips and the way his hands pet and caress my body... but cuddling always turns into more and he is such a slut. He always wants to fuck and when that fuckmonster comes out, the pounding that we take can be a little more than I can handle... so it caught me by surprise when he got close to my ear and said that he wanted to play with his slave... We looked at him and asked for clarification and he reiterated that he wanted to fuck his slave good... so I walked into the backroom, as did Jenny and Foxy who also don't like pain. Jordan mostly lives in the back room now... they are kinda done with society at the moment... so we all sat and chatted about the new flow.
On the other side of the door....
Daddy: MMMMM, there's my little slave
Daphne: I'm here too fucker
Daddy: Hey Daphne
Daphne: Hahahahahaha
Daddy: Shut up Bitch, I wanna play with my slave...
Daphne: Hahahaha, sure Daddy.... hahahahaha
Jennifer: Thank you Master.
Daddy: Shhhhh, lil slave... grab your knees like a good girl so I can fuck you hard
Jennifer: Yes Master
PapaBear folded us in half as he started to grind his hips down hard, slamming us into the bed. His teeth found our cheek and he bit down, causing us to swoon. Mmmmm, lost in the feeling of his cock sliding in and hitting our cervix, pain and throbbing caused us to open up further, taking anything he wanted to give.
Daddy: Yes, that's right. I'm gonna fuck my little whore.
Daphne: She's not even a whore, Daddy. She's a fucking slut for you... nasty little slut who would do anything you asked. Look at her...
Jennifer: Mmmhmm Master. Give it to me... I want you to fuck me so deep! Thank you for fucking me so deep Master. I belong to you.
Daphne: See!! little fucking slut
Daddy: Yes, my little slut... Do you want Master to fill you up?
Jennifer: Yes Master! Please fill me up! Please give me all your cum!
Daphne: fill that fucking slutty pussy with your cum. Turn this little slut into a creampuff Daddy! C'mon.
PapaBear thrusts a few more times and dumps his load into our pussy and then gets a paper towel so we can clean up. As we lay there, Daphne opens the door to the backroom.
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