Roxy was known as the ultimate seductress, a woman who could manipulate and control any man with just a flick of her hair and a sultry smile. She was cunning, deviant, and a psychosexual slut. But what many didn’t know was that beneath her confident facade, there was a vulnerable side to Roxy. A side that craved release from the twisted reality of her daily life.

Roxy was a master at playing mind games, but sometimes even she needed a break from all the mental gymnastics. That’s when she would let go and become a living fuckdoll. A mere vessel for cock and cum. It was her way of escaping the chaos and darkness that consumed her mind.

One night, Roxy found herself in a seedy bar, surrounded by strangers. She had been feeling restless and needed a fix. As she sat alone at the bar, a man approached her. He was tall, muscular, and exuded an air of dominance. Roxy was immediately drawn to him.

Without a word, the man took her hand and led her to a back room. Roxy followed, knowing exactly what she wanted. Once alone, the man grabbed her by the hair and forced her down to her knees. Roxy didn’t resist, she embraced it.

The man unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Roxy’s mouth watered at the sight of it. She took him in, relishing the feeling of being used and dominated. The man’s grip on her hair tightened as he thrust in and out of her mouth, using her as his personal fucktoy.

Roxy could feel herself getting lost, head emptying as she focused solely on pleasing this cock. She didn’t care about anything but being a good little slut for this man.

As the man reached his climax, he pulled out and came all over Roxy’s face. She closed her eyes and moaned, feeling fulfilled. In that moment, she was free from all the expectations and pressures of her twisted life. She was just a three-hole vessel, a living fuckdoll, and she loved every second of it.

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