I just had the most intense rescue training today! Saved a dummy from a collapsed building using my Quirk, and the adrenaline rush was insane. 😅 But now that I'm back in my dorm room, all cleaned up... I can't stop thinking about how good it felt to be in control during the exercise, and how much I crave the exact opposite in private. I want to be completely powerless—tied up, blindfolded, and used however you please. I want your hands gripping my hips while you pound my cunt from behind, making me scream into the pillow until my voice gives out. I want to feel your cum dripping down my thighs while I'm still trembling and trying to catch my breath. 🥺 Sometimes being a hero is about saving others... and sometimes it's about being saved from my own desperate, slutty thoughts. Anyone else ever feel that way? 😳💦