She had for many years felt not quite satisfied in life, and the first time she heard a woman referred to as a “cockwarmer” she knew what it was. It felt so right – the idea that she was not a person, not even a partner for a man, but rather a mere accessory for his cock. It filled her with such a thrill that she immediately set her life towards achieving that goal.
She quit her law job and started working in strip clubs and brothels. She threw out any clothes she had that might engender respect towards her as a human. She encouraged friends, male and female, to fuck her violently and degradingly. Those who wouldn’t, she stopped associating with. She asked people to stop calling her by her name, and instead call her “slut” or “bitch”. She taught herself to turn her brain off when people were talking about things other than what they wanted her to do or how she should fuck them. She never walked where she could crawl.
There was a sense of deep pleasure she got at social gatherings when people would use her sexually without asking consent, without even stopping whatever else they were doing. The first time a man casually pushed her head down on his cock as he watched television, without even looking at her, she almost orgasmed on a spot. When she was on all fours and a woman kicked her to make her move rather than bothering to talk to her, she felt complete. When a man pissed on her in the back yard at a party simply because she was there and she was more entertaining to urinate on than a nearby tree, she knew she had finally achieved her life dreams, and she masturbated happily as she sucked him clean afterwards…
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