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I Caught You

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I caught you going through my lingerie and toys. You are an old friends dad, and you invited me to stay a few days while my loft is being painted. I happily accepted, and was excited at

the thought of your exercise room and indoor pool.  You always perved on me when I was younger, but I knew now I wasn’t exactly your style. I remember all the extra cash I made from you helping you with your proclivity for young girls. Now, here you are with my panties on, and my vibe shoved up your ass. Interesting. 

            You look up at me, and try to come up with excuses. I don’t think there is any possible excuse. I don’t threaten to expose you, instead I join you.  I grab your phone to see what other info I can come up with on you. There it is!  Young ones dressed in latex with floggers and strap-ons.  You beg me to keep this one a secret. You would be ruined. 

I make a few calls, and 5 of them join us. You are begging, sweating, and crying. You are on your knees sucking their cute girl cocks.  You beg them to take you, and fuck you. Your eyes are glazed over, you are drooling, and look quite insane.  They make you lay on the bed with your legs over your head. The video equipment is set up. I plan on ruining your life. 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Goodbye Santa

          http://www.smittenkittens.net/Journal/wp-content/uploads/2020/12/b993c582269053be0df9f40bb6bca9f9.jpg      I  went and had a few drinks after my Burlesque show before my late night plans. This man in a Santa suit was really getting on my fucking nerves. I was feeling wicked and decided to make him my evening plans.

I invited him to have a few drinks with me and slipped something in it. He was feeling dizzy and walked out to the dark alley. My potion worked and soon, he was a slight 2 inches tall.  Poor wee man. I spiked him with my stiletto heel, picked him up and put him in my purse. He should have a blast with all the sharp implements in my leather purse.

Once at my loft, I let him lose on my floor. My cats were chasing him and I told him he better run fast if he wants to survive. The cameras were on and my friends were making bets on his survival. This really was fucking hysterical to watch. The terror in his tiny eyes was making me excited and my pussy needed some attention.

I couldn’t leave my little man alone as he might have gotten eaten or lost. I took my hot glue gun and glued him to the tip of my vibe. I think I heard him scream in pain from the hot glue. Once it cooled, I began to fuck myself. I came so fucking hard, that it drowned the wee man. I guess the only thing left to do was pee him out and flush him.

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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When A Hot Fetish Chick Asks You Out On Halloween

                    Aren’t you the lucky little fucker.  You were asked out by a fetish chick. You can’t believe your incredible luck. You have tried for years, and I always say “fuck no”. 

You’re feeling pretty fucking proud of yourself. You buy new clothes, get a fleek haircut, and you ask my friends where you should take me. They tell you I love romantic kid friendly restaurants with no booze. My friends are so evil, and you’re so gullible. 

                     You arrive at my house with flowers and candy. Candy? You bring me candy? You’re confused because I’m not dressed to go out. You think maybe you have the wrong night. Then you get this glimmer of hope that I’m dressed for a night in with you. What did one of your friends say? They made a joke about never going out with a hot, unusual chick on Halloween because you might end up a sacrifice. You laugh, and you’re feeling pretty happy with yourself. A hot chick, lingerie and a night in. That has to mean sex. You’re now strutting around and feeling super proud. 

          We go into a dark room lite with black candles.  There’s plastic on the hardwood floor. I tell you it’s for when I do body painting. You’re intrigued when I demand you strip. You wonder if I’m going to paint you, fuck you or both. You mention that my painting supplies look dangerous. You nervously laugh. I shed my clothes. With my painting tool in my hand, I mount you.  You can’t believe this. No foreplay? Just hot, wild fucking? My eyes go wild, they’re red and glowing. You see I am holding a knife, not a painting tool. Your heart is beating so fast, you feel my hot cunt grab your cock as I cum.  The blade is sharp, cold and scary. You assume it’s a Halloween joke. I slash your throat, and bathe in your hot, deep red blood.

          If a hot fetish chick asks you out on Halloween, you can be sure you’re a blood sacrifice. Happy Murder Day. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Brianna Unhinged

     Sometimes I can get a bit carried away when it comes to my deviant sexual behavior.  When I meet a handsome new man, I really try and behave.  Of course, girls will be girls.

When I see big, fat shaved balls and a big thick cock, I just have the insatiable desire to wack it right off. Once the men get used to the idea that they can only please me with their mouths, they sort of give into the idea.

Maybe that isn’t exactly true. Once they’re restrained, they realize they have no choice. Then comes the begging and crying.  Music to my twisted little soul.

The most useful part of Halloween is that they think it is part of my act. My implements of torture just go with my costume. They’re even up for going to a dirty, trashy, abandoned building with me. It’s all fantasy till someone gets hurt bad!

  We have a few drinks together and I take you away in handcuffs. You’re getting into the spirit, and willingly go with me. I take us to a very bad part of town. We go into an old abandoned asylum. I tease you, flirt with you and soon I have you strapped to an old hospital bed. You see different tools on an old table. They’re dirty, rusted and bloody. 

You’re starting to get very scared as you realize this isn’t for fun anymore. The first cut makes you scream, the second cut makes you pass out. Aren’t you the pussy. I slap you till you’re awake and resume my castration. 

   Happy Halloween. Say goodbye to your manhood. 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Bewitched, Bothered and…

  You are mine. You belong to me, and I own every part of you.  Your sexy mouth is perfect for kissing and sucking. Your nipples are mine to lick, suck and bite. Your fine muscled ass cheeks are so very biteable. Your balls need my firm hand, teeth, and  pointed red glossy fingernails. Your tight pucker is just waiting for my tongue and my sexy girl cock.

For me, all of October is Halloween. Why celebrate one day when you can party for 31?

I’m out with the girls at my favorite club. I give you instructions while you wait for me. I arrive home and find you on our bed. You’re nude, smooth and anxiously waiting for me. You slowly remove my clothes, then you service my very wet pink pussy for hours. Your lips taste like my sweet juices.

My hands glide up your arm as I restrain you to our bed. You’re helpless and all mine. Your balls are tender from my lips, teeth and fingernails. Your nipples are sore from my biting. You’re begging me to let you feel my tongue and then my girl cock. You’re on your back with your legs up, our eyes locked on one another.

31 days of Halloween. What will we do for the other 30 days and nights?

  

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Written By:  Tiffany
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Snip, Snip

    You crawl to me hoping I will forgive your absence. You mumble about how it just wasn’t your fault. Nonsense slut, it is always your fault. How could I possibly forgive your shortcomings. You have so many of them. You have watched me castrate so many males, and you were grateful I only tortured your cock and balls. I am bored and rather annoyed with you. It is time.

I make you prep yourself as I fuck a real man, something you will never be.  You are shaved, and your balls are bound tightly. You look like a little boy. Fuck, you are small. No matter, I have work to do on you. I could just leave you banded and let your balls fall of in a humane way. Not today!

You fetch my scalpel, and you put yourself in the stirrups. You beg me to get one last taste of my cum filled pussy. Secretly I know you just want want to lick the cum out of me.

You begin to shake and cry when I push the knife into your wee little thing. I can’t really call it a cock, now can I? You pray that you will pass out as not to feel all the pain. Doubtful loser. The excitement of slicing off your ball, is being drowned out by your screaming. I shove panties in your mouth and finish taking your manhood. Manhood? Now that is funny!

 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Dominatrix Koko

I am an experienced Dominatrix.

Domination is such a general word. There is a huge variety of very different topics that fall under the word domination.

This is for those in need of sex and pain, being controlled by a trained Mistress.

You do not have to understand why you need pain. That is irrelevant. I will give you the pain that you need.

You will be bound, and I will torture you.

Just Surrender!

Give yourself to me.  I own you now. Your balls are mine.

A kick in the balls. The kiss of my whip. Ass torture fucking session. CBT. Tie up your balls and make them ache.

Are you ready for some cruel, wicked phone sex? Leave you with big red marks on your butt and the tops of your thighs. Insanity to some, but I know you need this pain to keep you sane.

 

Written By: Mistress KoKo
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Are You Man Enough?

Are you man enough to fuck me? Maybe the question is are you fucking brave enough? I need a lover that can take whatever I choose to do to him. I need my sex to be rough, violent and a tad bloody. You may leave my bed a bit bruised, battered and stumbling; but you will never forget a session with me.   

Imagine my tight cunt wrapped around your cock, and my beautiful hands wrapped around your neck? I won’t fuck you like your wife does, way to vanilla for me. Ho Hum! What I will do is leave you begging for more. No man or woman ever forgets the smell and feel of me. What do you have to lose? Maybe your sanity and your soul.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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You’re Fucked Yet Again

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Yesterday was the birthday of my best friend from school’s dad. I have teased the fuck out of that man my whole life. The things I have made him do were unreal. Guess who paid for my shiny red Porsche?

I wanted to do something special for his birthday. Since he was always the one in restraints, I figured a change would be exciting. My friend knew nothing about the gifts, money and blackmail. 

I sent him an email inviting him to my condo. I explained that I wanted to make it up to him now that I am older and not such a tease. I made a pitcher of his favorite Dirty Martinis and I had lots of party favors. I asked him to take a picture for later. He stripped down in record time, and began to do all the dirty things that he has always wanted to do with me. I let him lick my gushing pussy, and then he got his big surprise. I let myself out of the restraints, so fucking easy. Then I tossed his clothes out my window. My boyfriend came out of the closet and the fun began!

Cum now, you certainly didn’t think I was going sub on you, did you?

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Totally Worthless

                    

  A party with so many hot ladies, and best of all Brianna. You are just beaming you are so fucking excited. Don’t get too excited little man, because you aren’t here for reasons of pleasure to you. This is all about us, and the special request your bored wife made. Just because we flirted with you, gave you a few fun pills to pop, that doesn’t mean you’ll get to ever touch any of our magnificent bodies. Your wife thinks you are a worthless loser and so do we.

What do we do with worthless losers who don’t deserve their rather large balls? We remove them, of course. The pills, drinks and excitement of the night is hitting you. One of the lovely younger girls helps you to a bed of sorts. Actually, it is a gynecological table, but you are too dizzy to notice.  You feel something cold on your balls. Your legs are put in the metal trays. You’re vulnerable and mine. I show you the scalpel and explain just what the procedure will be. You begin to cry. I tell you to take it like a man…oops, considering you won’t be one anymore. We all begin to laugh especially the hot young trainee.

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Written By: Brianna
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