When guys dump me I use everything I know about them

When guys dump me I use everything I know about them (1st names, jobs, locations, hobbies, background etc) to impersonate them on internet forums for $h!t like furries (people who get off on pretending to be anthropomorphic, often retardedly rainbow-colored animals) and people who F*** life-size dolls. The A-hole NY I-banker who stole my virginity? Has the soul of a winged purple otter prince who likes it up the @$$ from hung foxes. The needled**k engineer who broke up w/me the week before Xmas? Has a whole harem of japanese realdolls & had a big fat sobbing pu$$y crisis requiring much (((hugs))) b/c a flesh&blood woman spoke to him in the grocery store. But he told me I was fat when I'm like 5'5 120# so he deserves it & then some. I spend way way too much time on it & it's starting to interfere w/my real life but it's just so much F***ing FUN!!!!!! If I ever find a hot, REAL man who's faithful & true I'll stop, I promise.
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For 25 years I was my father's sex toy. From age 7 he used me sexually. Making me give him head. He took my virginity when I was 9, he demand sex several times a day. When my periods started my ass was fucked. He forced me do every disgusting sex act you can think of. Using my pussy, mouth and ass for what ever got him off. He passed me around to other men, made me fuck dogs and made me do porn to earn money turn me in to a BDSM slave. The worst part is he trained my body to always cum while doing these fucking things. It got to the point that no matter how he used me I began having squirting orgasms. One time in a mall I was 15 and looked at another boy, he pulled me aside and slapped hard several times and I came soaking my mini skirt. He never let me wear panties so my skirt was completely wet, then he made me walk to parking lot . I was so humiliated stand there waiting for the elevator I came again as he had trained me to be a bottom how craved humiliation. Last winter he died, and I was free. But at 33 I'm completely fuck up. I never went to high school or had friends. And have no family. I've tried sex with a dozen men since he died, but I can't cum or get wet. The bastard has made it impossible to cum without him. I hate him for making me this way. But I hate myself even more for wanting his touch again, for wanting to be abused by him for being a worthless slave in love with her master. Why did you have to die Daddy, I miss you so much.

For 25 years I was my father's sex toy. From age 7 he used me sexually. Making me give him head. He ...