Yes, I got laid on my lunch date yesterday. It was good. Aft..

Yes, I got laid on my lunch date yesterday. It was good. After four hours in a hotel room and some destroyed sheets, I was thoroughly and properly bred. Details will not be forthcoming. Sometimes you don't kiss and tell! Not often, but sometimes. Five guys used my holes, and I was nothing more than something to empty their testicles into. They didn't like me. We weren't friends. They used me for their own physical pleasure with total disregard for me as a person or a human being, for that matter. After the last one emptied himself inside me, they left, laughing at me with zero concerns about me. I want you to understand what I'm saying here. I'm painting a picture of something 100% true. Everything I said happened. It's on video. There is no denying it. I'm talking about this because someone asked me how I could live with myself after allowing myself to be so completely degraded. How could I carry on with my life as if nothing had happened? It's an easy answer. I loved every second of it. Not just love it. I adored it. I still do. It's a fond memory I often use when it's just me and my vibrator. I have one regret. I didn't do it more often. The thing is, I wanted to be used as an inanimate sex object. I still do. Not 24/7, but there are days when I want to be a cock hole. Just let them do whatever they want, knowing I won't cum. Later on, when I think about it being a cum dump, I will cum, and in a big way. A much bigger way than I ever would have with the actual cock or cocks inside of me. It's a trade-off. Degrading. Let's talk about that. They used me. Or did they? If I wasn't a willing participant, sure. But what if I told you I was the instigator? I was. I told my agent to find me a gang bang and that I wanted to do one. She thought I was nuts. But she set it up and with the company I wanted her to set it up with. Before I knew it, I was being fucked with utter disregard for my pleasure or comfort by five very large cocks. I didn't cum. I was gushing girl goo because the thrill of it was overwhelming, but right before I got to the point of cumming, they would change it up. Not purposely. It's just how gang bangs go. Plus, you get numb when being fucked like a rag doll by so many dicks. If my mind could orgasm, though, I would have cum continuously. I don't think I wanted to cum. I know that doesn't make sense, but I wanted to save my orgasm for later. Locking it away in my head for later is the best part of sex. I get to relive it. Not only did I save it for later, but I also downloaded that video, and to this day, at least several times a month, I watch the same 2 or 3 scenes in that video, and I cum furiously. So, I wonder, who used who? I argue if anyone got degraded, it was them. To me, they were nothing more than a group of ding dongs who had dicks I could make hard and get them to put them inside of me. Which is precisely what I wanted. They were nothing more than sex toys for me. I turned them into multiple pieces of meat useful for only one thing...to stick inside of myself. At best, it was a draw, but most likely, in technical terms, I was the perpetrator, not the victim, in this whole thing. I don't know why that is so hard to believe. But try and explain that to some vanilla, sexless middle-aged mom jean-wearing married chick. You can't. So I just asked her, "Why are you watching my porn and asking me about the morality of it?" She said she didn't watch it. She had only heard about it. Well, of course she didn't watch it, said in the most sarcastic of ways. Look, she watched it. She liked it. She wants to do it, but she's trying to make herself feel better by trying to put some shame onto me. Swing and a miss. On another note...I would love to "degrade" myself further in a glory-hole type thing. It just sounds...wonderful.