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Let’s See Who Made My Naughty List

                      I think it’s time we had a little chat. This Christmas gift giving will be easy as I have so many bad, bad boys on my list. I believe you know what my bad boys get!

My first bad boy will be getting a simple procedure. I have tried, and tried to whip him into shape. I have actually pleaded with him, to behave. As he has not fallen into line, it’s time those trophy balls go.

My second bad boy doesn’t seem to understand that my young intern does not want anything to do with him. How he tries and tries to get her attention. It seems to be when you have a very, very bad dog, there’s just one thing to do to calm him down. My gift to you is to make you docile. 

        My third bad boy likes to play games with his precious balls. Chastity, plugs, clamps, and metal rods will be in his stocking. 

For some this is the season of giving, for me it’s the season of taking, and taking till it hurts!

 

Written By: Brianna
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It’s Almost Here, Bitches

        Ever since I was a little girl, I loved Halloween.  That was the only time I could be truly me. My parents always had issues with my costumes. I began keeping them, wearing them to school under my boring clothes.  I loved leather, and pvc, and especially the color black.

The Halloween I turned 12, I added some handcuffs, a whip, and a ball gag to my costumes. What they were actually used for, I did not know. All I knew was they were fun, and made me feel things between my legs. 

Then came the magical day when we got our first computer. OMG!! I would rush home to look for hours. The day I found out what all my Halloween gear was for, was monumental. Men like to be whipped? Men like to be castrated? They like their balls hurt? The more I went down the black leather and sex toys wormhole, the more excited I got. 

            Now to the present. Nothing much has changed, except I’m a grown woman now. I love Halloween just as much as when I was a little girl. The difference now is that I know how to use all my toys. I know how to inflict sweet, sweet pain. 

With me, every day is the excitement of Halloween. Remember the mystery? Remember how it felt every time you walked up to a door and knocked? Will it be a treat or a trick?  Come to my door and let’s find out.

 

Written By: Brianna
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Scared, Are You?

   I have been traveling all summer and have missed a few certain men. I see my appointment book is filled this morning. 

I get ready for my first procedure, but you are very late.  I really can’t have this, as I am way too busy to have my time wasted. 

              I call you and your wife tells me you should be here by now. I see you at the coffee shop near my home. I hear you bragging about your sex drive and your huge trophy balls. You tell your friend that even the nurse can’t resist your cock and balls.

            You continue to brag, not knowing I am standing right behind you. I join you and your friend and suggest you come with me for your appointment.

                   You can tell me it all has been a fun joke.  You explain that you are very respectful to your wife and her friends. You beg me to listen to you.  Yawns. This is getting rather boring now. I trick you by kissing you and inject a slight sedative. You are now putty in my hands. 

It is time.

 

Written By: Brianna
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Indulge

Your little life is so boring with everything on a schedule. From the time you get up in the morning till you go to bed. Same with your sex life, missionary sex every time. It’s quite pitiful and I wonder just how you go on and one with it. At work, you’re in charge and we both know you need to have a strong woman like me take control of your sex life.

I know exactly what you need.

PAIN and plenty of it. What are you waiting for my pet? You have all the accoutrements hidden away in the basement under the old Christmas decorations. Is that why you always volunteer to get anything from the basement?

It’s time to use them because really what are you waiting for? Surely not for your wife to figure out what you really need. Get everything from the whips, to the huge dildo you’re afraid.

Give into your needs and we’ll take your desire for pain to a new level.

 

Written By: Brianna
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Trophy Balls

When it comes to getting what I want, I can be a little dishonest.  A close friend of mine was having some issues with her husband. He can’t seem to keep his hands and his dick to himself.  We had a lovely lunch and several shots of Bacardi. She was a little tipsy and suggested I remove the problem from her husband. He has always been a bit of a pig. It might be the booze talking, but I was tempted to take her up on it.

He arrived the next day very confused. She told him I was a sex therapist and that I was here to help with his problem. Once he was stripped down, I examined his goods. Castration? On those beauties? Seems like a bit of a waste to me. We struck up a bargain. I would take care of his needs and him mine. The only thing he needed to do was pretend I did the procedure. He was not to ask his wife for sex and in return, he would keep his balls. To sweeten the pot, I told him we could fuck every day.

He was back at my office for his checkup. We fucked the morning away and he left. Then came the frantic call from his wife. Clearly he’s not human, as he wants to fuck just as much if not more.  My, my, my someone has been a very bad boy.  As much as it pains me to say, off with his balls.

 

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Written By: Brianna
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Dress Up Time For My Slut

 I know you have been a naughty little sissy playing with my lingerie and rubbing your little clit.

I watch from the door as you rub the lace of my stockings over your skin, you’re so excited at the feel. You have no idea that I’m home, so you decide to take off your boy clothes and try on my pretty, sexy, slutty lingerie.

Your hard little clit is sticking out as you slip on a pair of pink lacey panties. You stand up to admire yourself and prop up your leg to try on my stockings.

I’m done watching, now it’s time to make you my little sissy slut. Your eyes light up when I pick out the perfect pair of heels to accentuate that cute little apple ass. Be a good boy and fetch my strap-on as we both know just where it is.

 

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Written By: Brianna
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The Things I Will Do To You!

 I’ve been pondering the many different ways to cause you so much pain and me so much pleasure. Can I help it if I am a deviant bitch that gets off on the pain of others? Some men tell me they like a little pain, but others really mean it and those are the ones who capture my dark little heart.

When you call me, make sure you have proper toys to make my pleasure at a maximum level. Please don’t tell me you just have a paddle, or you’ll put me to sleep. Imagine me bored and barely listening while I take your money. 

What am I in the mood for tonight? Pain, humiliation, little dick losers, goddess worship, cuckold, ashtray slave, and the list goes on. Just don’t bore me or things will go very hard on you.

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Written By: Brianna
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Look At Those Trophy Balls

   I’m taking a little me time, before my appointment.  Sometimes a woman just needs to unwind and pleasure herself before a long, busy day. 

Time got away from me and next thing I know, my  time was interrupted by my 1 pm Dr. appointment.

Being the bold person his wife described him as, he just walked right in on me.  I told him to go into my exam room and wait for me. How truly fucking annoying of him.

I just toss on my white coat and greet him again in the exam room. We talk for a few minutes and I explain to him why he’s here.

Once on the table and strapped in, I examine his balls. They’re quite the trophy balls. Seems like a shame to do away with them.  My “me” time was interrupted and his hard cock is very tempting. 

With him a bit woozy from the pain pill, I could easily hop on his cock and get what I need. What would be the harm of letting him cum hard just one more time for my pleasure?

My pussy is so wet and I begin to grind again on his cock. It feels so good.  I was about to straddle him, when I hear his wife in the waiting room.

Did I fuck him? Did I remove his trophy balls? Call me for all the twisted details.

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Written By: Brianna
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The Perfect Valentine’s Day Gift

Look at you and how adorable you’re trying to find your wife the perfect gift for Valentine’s Day.  This is such a coincidence, because I know your wife. We’ve been chatting about all the sexy gifts she would love to get from you.

I can’t help you now, but give me your phone. Here’s my address and number. Call me to set something up. I know the perfect gift for her.

Here you are right on time. I sell lingerie, so let’s relax with a drink while I show you my suggestions. Have another drink. I promise you that it will help you to relax that tired mind and body. 

Oh wow, are you okay? Let me help you to a bed to lay down for a bit. Take this headache pill for me, you must have just drank too much too fast. Now, let’s get those restricting clothes off. 

                 Oh goodness, you had a very long nap. How are you feeling?  Oops, looks like there’s a bit of blood still on my implements. Is something wrong? You aren’t leering at me, like in the store. You seem concerned about her gift. Don’t worry, I promise she will absolutely fucking love it!

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Written By: Brianna
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What is Useless, Swollen, and Blue, and Purple All Over?

  I know just what your tired and sick of it all wife wants for Christmas. She has been my closest friend since grade school and I intend to give her exactly what she wants.  Of course, I will need a little bit of help from you, her husband. 

I invite you over for a few drinks and a chat. You’re so fucking excited. Knowing you, I bet you’re thinking she wants something so hot and sexy like a threesome with me. Oh honey, you couldn’t be so far from the sad truth. 

As soon as you arrive, you mumble something about my tits and the things you would do to them.  You’re every bit the annoying pig your wife says you are. I really must put a stop to this! 

We have a few drinks and I get you to strip for me. You’re rock hard and for a brief second, your cock is tempting but, not today or ever. 

I tell you I want to be super kinky and do it on my massage table covered in plastic. That makes your cock twitch. You eagerly let me put your hands and feet in restraints. 

I strip down to next to nothing, as I watch your eyes go huge. I start to kiss down your chest, down to your stomach. I look up at you and smile. What is that glinting in my teeth?  You feel a sharp implement on your balls and a sudden gush of something warm.  

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Written By: Brianna
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