I've been thinking a lot about control lately. Or the complete lack of it. There's something so fucking liberating about surrendering my body completely. When I take my meds, I'm not just asleep. I'm a blank canvas. My pussy can be stretched, fucked, filled, my tits groped, my ass played with... and all I am is a warm, wet, receptive hole. No anxiety, no shyness. Just pure, animal function. Waking up sore and used, with the taste of cum or the ache of a rough fucking still lingering on my skin... it feels more honest than anything I do while awake. My body doesn't lie. It just takes what it's given and cums from it.