A woman with sexual addiction lives normally by day and chaotically at night.

I am a big fan of wellness and recovery. So many people suffer from addictions that it seems like a national pastime. There are addictions from alcohol to smoking and sex. It seems that in life, at least in our country, people struggle with overcoming something everyday. Overcoming sex addiction is one of Elise’s battles. When she was a child Elise was sexually abused, as a teen she was promiscuous and as an adult she finds herself reenacting her past traumas. It isn’t that Elise wants to have this problem, but she must face it nevertheless.

Elise keeps her secrets very well. By day she is an accountant and enjoys the relative calm of that profession. It is usually at night that her life becomes messy. One reason is that she was taught how to be a good accountant, but she was never taught how to live a good life.

Elise is a beautiful woman. She is about 5′7′ tall and weighs about 130 lbs. Her eyes are a deep blue which contrasts with her jet black hair and ivory skin. Elise exercises most days and is an avid mountain biker on weekends. She is friendly and chats easily with new people. Elise has a great laugh, she finds a lot in life humorous, but not her home life.

She lives alone with her two cats, Twinkie and Butternut. They are marvelously entertaining, but yet Elise is lonely quite often. Things happen when she closes the door to her suburban home. It’s like she becomes someone else. Her biggest secrets keep people at a distance. You see Elise is also a perfectionist and feels she has to control everything. Her house is spotless. Never is anything out of order. This skill helps her so much at work, “Why can’t it work at home?” she wonders. Her home gives off an empty feeling similar to the one she feels inside herself. She’s tried worrying less about things, but it is too uncomfortable.

Everyday when she comes home, she enters the door and automatically feels that she has just created some type of chaos, blaming herself for disrupting the peaceful nature of the house. After changing from her work clothes, Elise eats a small dinner at her dining room table and immediately washes, dries and puts away the dishes. Then, her night life begins.

The computer is waiting; just calling her name. She sits in the comfortable office chair and logs on to her favorite pornography website. She belongs to several groups at this site that involve rape or sadomasochism. Her username is tie-me.

Elise has been going to this site for a few months. She has hooked up with several local men who want to beat her and sexually arouse her at the same time. She knows it’s wrong, but she can’t stop herself. Once she met a man at a rest stop on highway 47, and she let him fuck her in the cab of his semi truck. Oh, she got some huge bruises on her thighs that time! Afterward she was so disgusted with herself that she went home and drank a quart of whiskey straight from the bottle.

Tonight she was looking for someone who would abuse her, but not leave any marks that would be seen at work. That had happened once before and Elise stumbled over a lame excuse about falling off her bike. She didn’t think anyone believed her, but they let it drop. Sometimes people just didn’t care all that much about their fellow man.

Four clicks later and she found him. Oh, yeah, she thought as she quickly scanned his profile. This one is a definite possibility.

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