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Cock Cage For My Chronic Masturbater

SP1I have lost my patience with you. You attempt to top from the bottom when you negotiate and push your boundaries.  My little bitch that does not fly with me. I have found you frustrating and disobedient. You are truly submissive, but you are also overly anxious and nervous. Other mistresses have failed, given up, said you were hopeless and untrainable.

You know that I put up with NO NONSENSE. I am always in charge. You will always submit regardless of the fact that lack self-control. I will control you and your masturbation habits, my way! Once I have your orgasms under my control, the rest of you will fall right into line. You will stop the negotiating and pleading your case.

I arrive at your house with a cock cage today. You do what you always do, you start negotiating, making promises you won’t keep and begging for mercy. No mercy shall be bestowed up you today! Strip, Bitchboy! You see the look in my eye. You don’t hesitate. You finally shut the fuck up and obey me.  You hand me your clothing.

Nervously, you shift your weight from side to side as I inspect your cock and balls. It is obvious that you came recently. There is dried cum in the hairs along your shaft. You are pathetic and weak. I spank your ass, cock, and balls. I spank you hard, not a playful spanking that makes you hard, but a purely painful punishment spanking.

After the spanking, you promise to obey. I shake my head. I know you are too weak to keep your hand off your dick. I make you look right into my eyes as I slip my had around your shaft. Pathetic and Weak, I whisper in your ear. Humiliation excites you, and your cock grows in my hand. I kiss you, bite your bottom lip and slap a metal cock cage around your cock and balls.  There, now the training begins. You tug on the device. You start complaining, but before you start negotiating. I force you to your knees. I tease you by dangling the key to the cock cage in front of you.

You are mine!

Now, my chronic masturbater, you have finally surrendered to me, even if it is against your will. I remind you of the contract you have signed, how you belong to me, how your cock is my property. I place the key inside my bra and give you swat on that bright red ass. I put on my dress and walk out the door. As I walk to the door, I remind that you I will see you the same time next week!

A week of not touching, no masturbating, and no cumming for you, my pet!  How will you ever be able to make it? You start to whine and complain, wanting to list excuses.

As I open the door, I turn, look you right in the eyes and ask if you want to make it two weeks of chastity. You assure that you will be a good boy as I close the door to your house.

 

Written By: Mistress KoKo
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Pain is Pleasure

I’m a strong female that likes to give as good as she gets, but I’m a subbie at heart. I finally met a man that has it in him to really dominate me. He called and gave me instructions on what to wear. He wanted me in a pair of panties and nothing else, except the butt plug. I was on my knees at the door just as he wanted. He lifted me up and carried me into the bedroom. He blindfolded me and tied my wrists and ankles to the head and foot board. I felt his fingers plucking at my nipples, pulling them up and putting on clamps. He gave them a good tug to make sure they were in place. I was spread wide open for him and could sense him moving around the room. That’s when I felt it. His flogger was slapping my pussy hard. Over and over and over. I begged him to stop, but the slaps kept coming and soon I was as well. This torture went on for some time. I was trying to lock my knees together. I had been made to cum so many times and I was shaking all over. I felt him untie my hands and remove the plug from my ass. I thought it was over, but he grabbed me and pulled me over his knee. It was time for him to give my backside the same treatment as the front. His first spank had me squirting all over his hand. I could feel his hard cock at my stomach and knew that the punishment had just begun.

 

Written By: Teagan
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Holidaze Depravity

malaya maxxx  Ho, Ho, Ho it is your little ray of sunshine helping you with your naughty list. You have tried to be a good daddy and husband, haven’t you? For the most part, you’ve put away your deviant urges but while you were out getting the bitch some last minute gifts because you still hadn’t gotten her enough, you see me. In one word, you are FUCKED.

You have wandered in my Adult Gifts store even though deep down you know she wouldn’t speak to you for days if you purchased anything from this store and you would spend thousands in jewelry to fix things. Yet, you couldn’t help yourself. 

You love what I am wearing, not that she even has the body for it, and I show you some fun toys. It is late, almost time to close and I offer you a drink. You happily accept it as we go in the back room to try some things on. You don’t even remember agreeing to it, but you have a ball gag in your mouth and leather restraints on your wrists. I begin to go through your things, finding out your identity. Yes, now I know where she lives and you all are FUCKED after I text a few rather naughty friends.

                Deviant Holidazes With Malaya

 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxx
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Question Of Dominance

     My client has asked me for many favors over the last year and with him being so hot, I enjoyed doing every favor hoping to keep his business with our company. I looked for the opportunity to seduce him during our intimate dinners out and our late nights in my office. It just never seemed to be the right time. His last favor was an opening, and either way what was the worst that could happen? Did I mention he is married.

He called me,which in itself was unusual as we usually text. He said he had a huge favor to ask and would understand if it was taking advantage of our business relationship. That got me extremely curious. He asked if I would help him host a party. He explained his wife couldn’t do it as she is completely reserved and he wanted this party to be anything but. I agreed and did all the planning for him, all he had to do was invite his guests.

A few hours before I was due to arrive at the reception room a package arrived. It was an extremely sexy dress yet elegant , stockings, stilettos and even lovely pure silk panties. I quickly dressed, stopping only to admire how I looked. Maybe after the party I would have my chance. A limo picked me up but we didn’t go to the reception hall. Instead it took me to his loft downtown which he uses when he is too tired to drive home. I found a note on the door saying “just come in”. I thought that was an odd way to greet guests, especially since I  hired a doorman.

Everything I made arrangements for was there from the go-go dancers, bartender and food. He came down the stairs dressed in a tux looking amazing! We danced, had a few drinks and I was wondering where all the guests were but enjoying our alone time. He whispered in my ear he was waiting for this for such a long time. Romantic, yes? He picked me up, carried me upstairs to what looked like a bondage room. The question then became who was the sub and who was the domme?

 

 

 

Written By: Valentina
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Nightmare at The Emily Morgan

malaya maxxxI met you at a party where we danced, drank and flirted. I thought you were interesting in a sort of nerdy way. I had no idea most of the time what the fuck you were rambling about with  gaming, and superhero shit. All I really noticed was you had a pretty mouth if you only shut the fuck up I could find a use for it.

The hotel was wicked with neo gothic architecture and furnishings. Rumors were: at one time it was an orphanage where several little fuckers disappeared and housed an asylum as well. Some of us got rooms to stay for the night and at 3:33 am the doors were locked till morning.

You and your friends were staying to try and take pictures with the hotels reputation. Classic!! I had other plans. I took all my accoutrements out of my overnight bag and got prepared to raise a little hell. You were alone in the study when you saw me standing there, eyes glowing and nude. I grabbed you by your neck and tossed you on the floor. I ripped off your clothes and stomped your balls with my heels. You tried to call out for your friends but no one was coming to help you.

Hours later you woke with hand prints on your neck, claw marks down your body, and a strap-on shoved in your ass. The room smelled like sex, and your dick was sore and had dried cum on it. At least you thought it looked like dried cum. You tried to find me, knocked on my door, asked the men who opened the hotel back up. Looks like you imagined me!

Maleficent Malaya

 

Written By: Malaya Maxx
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Uncontrollable Deviant Urges

 malaya maxxx

  Did you ever have one of those days when you wake up and find there is bodies in your bed and all over your loft? I know what you’re thinking but “no” they are all alive and more than likely well as I just had one of my unforgettable parties. There is one dude laying with his face buried in my snatch and another with whip marks on his ass and back. I wish I could remember a little more but C’est la Vie.

I stumble to the kitchen and see the coffee is already made. Looks like one of these bitches is a keeper. It is strong, hot and black just like I like it. The sun is already going down and it is time to clear out my loft. I walk around kicking the bodies till everyone is gone except the one I flogged. I lick the bloody marks off his back which makes me wetter than fuck. I need my cunt cleaned so I roll him over and sit on his face. He is mumbling something but who the fuck knows what.

His cock is big, thick and hard. Why not. I ride him screaming like a banshee as my hands go around his neck. I squeeze harder, and harder till we both cum. He begs and pleads for me to keep him, he will do anything for me. Maybe? Except I can’t control my sweet little hands as I finish him off.  I have these urges you see, why not join me and be my pain slut till I get sick of you.

 

Written By: Malaya Maxx
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What a Pathetic Loser

  It is almost the weekend and I wonder if you have any plans you pathetic loser? I have some major plans which involves you, your wallet, bank accounts and a little CBT and blackmail. While we are at it, how about I force you to get so drunk you can’t even remember your own name!

Oh bitch, I am far from done with the planning for your loser ass. A few of my guy friends want in on it as well, I mean a hot hole is a hot hole. I would say sweet and tight  but we both know your pucker isn’t sweet and has been stretched to the max. 

 

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
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Come Here Piggy Man

    I have this Piggy and there is nothing more fun and nasty than being his little Mistress. I make him do the grossest things ever but truthfully, it actually makes me kind of wet. He has many different butt plug tails but the piggy one is my favorite because I make him go” Oink, oink” and snort like a piggy. LOL!

I sit on his back whipping his ass with a riding crop and we go into the playroom where all the real men are waiting to pound Piggy man’s fuck holes. When he is covered in jizz, I piss on him to clean it off before he takes more hot jizz loads.

Piggy Piggy called me today while I was out with my bestie which makes me sad as she would have loved to play with him too. I also have loads of jizz he needs to clean up. I love being Mistress to a Piggy man.

 

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Possessed By Poison Ivy

 IVY

You see me at Elysium which is a place you don’t normally go. It is just like you imagined. Goth music is playing, people are dancing in the darkness and all the beautiful sexy and erotic goth girls, it is all fucking with your mind. You finally dare to come over to me smiling stupidly. We have a few drinks together and I suggest we leave. Can this be true? Are you going to fuck a goth chick?

I can read people and I read you the second you approached me. Oh yes you want me, but an underage version of me. You have fought these feeling for way too long but you need to be coaxed, to be forced to have no choice. Is tonight the night you admit what you really are?

We are in my house now as you look around. What did you expect, bats flying around? I invite you to my downstairs den and you trip and tumble till you hit the hardwood floor. Now how did that happen? Oh yes, I might have pushed you. I help you up, I give you a little something for the pain. You tell me you don’t take pills, but I convince you if you want to fuck you need to relax and this will take the pain away.

You wake nude and restrained to my antique four poster bed. You mumble something unintelligible. I whisper in your ear that it is time to admit what you really want. You beg me to stop, but you’re under my control as you admit you are a pedo but have never acted on it. A wee blonde girl comes into the room. You are begging me as you go from please let me have her to please don’t make me do it.

Her sweet, hairless twat is riding your face. You wonder if this is just a dream, a nightmare, or maybe the pain killer? Your p-cock is rock hard and dripping pre-cum. She gets off your face, and you mumble it is the sweetest thing you have tasted. You beg me to stop, you tell me you won’t take her virginity. I push her down on your dick as you tell me I made you do it, that I  have possessed you. How does that tight, young snatch feel, fucker?

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Something Cold and Metal in My Hand

     MALAYA MAXXXYou know I am a mutilate, slice and chop it off kind of chick but sometimes a shiny new implement is called for. This doesn’t happen often but when I see a pair of trophy balls there are decisions to be made on just how slowly I will annihilate them.

He had no fucking idea who he was dealing with. He thought I was a little bitch who didn’t know her way around an elastrator. He dared to think I was a fuck toy for him to use. Just because knives and blood are my preference it doesn’t mean I am not schooled in the art of castration. What is man but a stud who once he has outlived his worth castration is the only answer.

After some playful ball tugging, slapping and twisting, he was eager to be banded.  Somehow he thought that would make our fucking better. Like a junkie when he ties off to get his veins popping out and then that rush when the belt is loosened up.  He thought we were just playing.  Maybe he was playing, but me? Not so much!

    I don’t think he understood my little game of tease and destroy. His balls began to swell over the bands where my removing them would cause some nicks on those trophy balls. I do love that option but then again to leave them banded so no blood flows to them and they eventually shrivel and fall off. Decisions, decisions.

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Written By: Malaya Maxx
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