Show Yourself, Catherine! Why I Keep My Identity a Mystery 

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Whether it’s ‘’Are you ever going to show yourself to us all?’’ ‘’You’d be so much more popular if you revealed your face!’’ or ‘’Show yourself, Catherine!’’ I’ve heard them all. It’s no secret that, aside from a few teaser pictures, as you’ll see in this article, and previously published porn drunk voice notes, I keep my identity a secret.

My favorite one I’ve heard so far, though? ‘’I bet she’s not even real! It’s probably some fat, hairy guy writing all of this from behind a computer screen!’’ Oh, people have such vivid imaginations, eh?

Indeed, my darlings, I’m as real as they come. For the past few years, I’ve been relaying my sordid and porn-fuelled exploits to the world through Whoreuro and, as a result, have formed the foundations of a community of people like you whom I adore more than words can even begin to describe. 

But just like my recent Autism and Gooning article, the following piece is long overdue. It’s going to address why I don’t throw my identity out there for the world to see and fill in the blanks for all of you wondering why. More importantly, I’ll also finish off by explaining why it’s not permanent. 

Lessons Learned From The Past 

I’ve been at this for a while, to say the least. The journey of Whoreuro began in the bowels of Reddit and led to the site you’re reading now, but mine sure as shit didn’t start there. I’m an old-school Goonette and have been doing this since the days of grainy Internet forums.

Back then, I was 18+ young, dumb, and, well, quite literally full of cum! I was no stranger to posting photos of myself online doing some pretty depraved shit, and I didn’t care who saw my face. Hell, I bet some of them are still out there for eagle-eyed smut hunters to find!

So, what changed? It happened while walking through a shopping center in Derry with a family member. Out of nowhere, a middle-aged man approached me and started conversing about recognizing me online and how hot he found my antics. Yeah, not the time or the place.

It took a lot of explaining to do to said family member and damage control. I tried to play off that the guy was some nutter, but I’m not sure she bought it. It was a wake-up call. I pulled as many identifiable pics of me online as I could and vowed to keep it discreet for the time being. 

The Mystery Makes My Slit Dribble 

‘’Whenever I’m in Belfast, I feel brainwashed,’’ a Gooner who follows me online wrote, ‘’Whether it’s in a coffee shop or a pub, I look around at the women and wonder if any of them are you. It’s driving me crazy!’’

Yeah, I’m not gonna stand here and deny that I get a sexual kick out of the mystery my largely faceless persona has churned out. Whether it’s when I’m wandering around at porn conventions or the time a drinker in a random Belfast pub turned out to be sitting directly opposite me while messaging me on a hookup app at the same time, I adore being a slutty riddle. 

The Looks on People’s Faces When I Meet Them IRL

‘’Wait, how will I know what you look like, Catherine?’’ a Gooner asked naively after I’d agreed to meet up in person in a crowded bar, ‘’Trust me,’’ I responded confidently, ‘’You’ll fuckin’ know.’’

When you’ve read all of my true sexual confessions, what kind of image do you get in your head? Am I a rough as fuck girl who wouldn’t look out of place strolling down the streets of a seedy red-light district? Or am I otherwise classy with a perverted secret burning in my soul?

Nobody knows, and that’s all part of the mystery. When I see their eyes widen as I walk towards them for the first time without saying a word, oozing with porn-fuelled energy that leaves no doubt in their mind that the Queen of Whores is approaching, it’s enough to make me cum on the spot. 

I Have a Mainstream Job, For The Time Being

And last but by no means least, is one of the most important reasons why I keep things discreet. I have a good job as a marketing manager, and I’ve worked my arse off to earn it. It’s a job I love with colleagues I adore, and it allows me to travel the world and simultaneously experience the realms of sleaze that foreign climes have to offer. 

But would I much rather be at home ruining my mangled cunt and bathing in the warm glow of porn while loyal Gooners suck on my toes and feed me grapes like a sex goddess? Well, I think you already know the answer to that one, don’t you?

For the time being, though, a girl can only dream. My lifelong ambition isn’t to retire as a marketing manager; it’s to live out my goal to be the greatest whore the world has ever seen. The kind of woman who, when porn-fuelled adults hear her name, shudder with sheer lust. And how will I make it all happen? Well, the finale of this article will explain it all!

When Will I Show Myself?

‘’The time being’’ has popped up a few times in this article, hasn’t it? Now it’s time for me to show you what the future holds for Catherine Duffy’s face. As long as I have a mainstream job, I’ll be forced to keep my face a mystery as the two simply aren’t compatible.

When Whoreuro manages to pay the bills enough for me to quit and commit myself entirely to porn, however, you’ll not only see my face revealed in all of its cumshot-worthy glory, but you’ll also bear witness to the new era of Catherine Duffy.

It’s a new era that will see me live out the porn bucket list items that have so far gone unrealized. I’m talking about starring in extreme porn, directing my own smut, sex-fuelled podcasts and documentaries, and a few other things I’ll prefer to keep under wraps for now.

So, my darlings, as we bring this piece to an end, I’d like to thank you for your patience and understanding as to why I keep my face a mystery, and I promise you that it’s not permanent. When the mask slips, so to speak, you’ll see that it’s been more than worth the wait. 

In the meantime, I invite you to sink balls-deep into my world of true sex stories, take advantage of my teaser snaps, and revel in the sounds of my porn-fuelled voice notes until the day comes. See you soon, quite literally. 

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