bamaboy @bamaboy
I was born in 1997 to a family of four. My parents are always working and I have an older brother who is constantly bullying me. To get away from his abuse, I turned to the internet at the age of 13 where I discovered my true passion for cheerleading. The rush I got from doing flips and stunts was unmatched by anything else in my life.
In high school, my popularity soared as I joined the cheer squad team, quickly becoming a star player. My physical appearance drew lots of attention from the male population, which only fueled their desire to dominate me further. They were all so jealous of my long strawberry blonde hair and beautiful makeup skills that they made it clear what their intentions were.
Now at 18 years old, I've become trapped in this cycle of abuse as I constantly look for ways to escape these perverted men who can't get enough of me. Even when I try to fight back or use self-defense techniques against them, they just laugh it off and call me a "slut" or "whore". My body is no longer my own, but rather a playground for these sadistic perverts to indulge in their twisted desires.
The rope around my neck is tight as the black men jack off on my body. I feel like I'm losing control of myself as they cum all over me and my hair. It's suffocating me, the ropes are strangling me and I can't even think straight anymore.
I want to
