Messy Encounters Of The Not Good Kind

It’s been a hell of a week for my “cast.” Trevor broke up with his girlfriend. Pritkin’s wife revealed she was no longer fine with her Beta Mate being beta. Each man is coping differently. The thought of never speaking to Trevor again is hurting.

Which leaves me. Dealing. Trevor of course is understandably “I’m bad for you” and will believe this. Maybe, but right now I need him in my life. Honestly, I’d miss him more as my friend. He is however the second best person at getting me right into fuckslut mode. Trevor can make me his puppet. I would do whatever he asked. Not out of undying love, but sheer need. (The Doctor is the same way.) I COULD love either of these men but, I’m not presently in love with them. But, were either to offer me a collar and some kitty ears all I could do is mew.
Now, I know both men would do this. Along with the double anal penetration fantasy I have. Both would use my ass at the same time and have no issue with the fact that I am just their kittyslut.

However, two men in my life are demanding to know their place. To have me as their girlfriend. I’m not wanting this. Love is great. But, I have that…I love myself Better than you.

I’m happier in a Trevor/Doctor sandwich. Can’t I just focus on fucking right now?

Because, deep down I am a sexual being before all else. Well perhaps writer comes first. Considering I do a fair amount of writing about fucking.

I can’t even talk about Pritkin. Maybe tomorrow after work.