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Honey, please don't be mad at him. This is entirely my fault. I was getting the last of my clothes from his laundry room and I was being so clumsy. I leaned too far into the washing machine and got stuck. I called out for him to help me. But... he had just started a new prescription, and he told me later he’d taken an extra dose by mistake. He was completely out of it. When he came into the room, he looked right at me, bent over and stuck in the machine, and he mumbled something about a sex doll. He thought I was an object, not a person. He just pulled down his pants and started fucking me from behind. It wasn't aggressive or mean; he was just in this fog, convinced I was a toy for him to use. I kept telling him to stop, that it was me, but he was too gone to understand. It’s not his fault. He didn't know what he was doing. It's my fault for being so stupid as to get myself stuck in such a vulnerable position. I practically presented myself to him. In his messed-up state, what else was he supposed to think? I got exactly what my clumsiness deserved. The whole time he was just pumping into me, slow and steady like a machine. I felt this deep, warm pressure building up inside him. He let out this groggy groan and shoved himself as deep as he could get. I felt a hot, thick pulse shoot deep inside me. It wasn't just one; it was several surges of his cum, each one hotter than the last, flooding me. It filled me up completely, this wet heat spreading through my insides. I could feel every throb of his cock as he emptied himself into me, the sensation so intense it made my own body clench around him. When he finally pulled out, a stream of it trickled down my thigh. He didn't say a word the whole time. After he came, he just pulled out with a wet sound and stumbled away, leaving me still stuck in the machine. I could hear him shuffle back to his room and collapse on the bed. I was left there, stuck inside the washer, his cum dripping out of. He used me exactly like a disposable sex toy. He got what he needed from my body and then just walked away without a second thought, forgetting I was even there.