Walltaker

WT

Umm... hi. I'm kindboi, but you can just call me 'floormat'.

Years ago, something snapped in my brain. I wasn't just a loser, I was loving it. Loving the fact that anybody could just walk all over me, take anything from me, treat me like dirt. It felt too good to even want to stand up for myself.

It all started with someone shoving me aside in a line, cutting in front of me. I felt... aroused. A flame began to burn from within, begging me to let them keep what they'd taken from me.

I eased into it, things like doing others' chores until they took me for granted. Still, it did nothing to satisfy my need to be used like property. It wasn't long until those desires grew worse. More extreme. More depraved.

Now, look at me. Begging people to force their own kinks upon me. Squealing in delight any time someone bothers to even consider taking time out of their day to take over my account and litter it with libel that would make any sane man outraged. But I'm not sane anymore. I'm broken, and it feels so good.

I bet that, if a loser like me somehow got a girlfriend, I'd end up a cuck instantly. Just the idea of a more powerful man walking up, shoving me aside, and taking what he wants with zero consideration for myself... It gives me shivers of pleasure.

So... go ahead. Treat me however you'd like. It's why I'm here. If I didn't love the abuse, I'd just log off. I'm an adult, after all.