There is nothing that makes me feel more like a worthless than being spit upon. Not just holding my mouth open to have a man spit inside of it, allowing me the honor of swallowing, because that’s just hot. No, to spit on my face, and to spit a great big blob of spit onto my fuckpig face, reminds me of my place. I’m worthless, and you view me with such disgust that you’l remind me by hocking up a thick mouthful of snot and spit, and releasing it onto my pathetic, needy face. I’ll thank you, of course, knowing that I deserve that, and that I need to see it in a positive light, a reminder of what I am.
leigh says it best…..