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What’s it going to be?

You want me so bad you lick your tablet screen. Admit it fucker, there is nothing you won’t do for me. Isn’t the real question on your mind “what would I do for you’? That would be nothing, absolutely fucking nothing. You can beg, I love the sound of a man begging but not as much as the sound of cha ching as he pays me for fucking nothing but my voice and a gaze at my scrumptious curves.

Now, there are things I will do to you and I promise you, they will hurt! Not just a little slap or pinch BUT pain. Sweet, hot, salty tears of your pain. What are you waiting for, are you a pathetic cunt boy?

So this is how it is going to be. You want me? ROFLMFAO, get your toys and have your information ready because I have no patience for stammering stuttering dick socks. You do have a dick, or do you?  I don’t wait on people either, so do it NOW!

Fetish Frankie for all your fetish desires.

Bye, Bye balls

I get asked all the time to do modeling and porn. I actually had a fucker try to pay me $30.00 an hour to do a porn and he would be director, producer and stunt cock. Really? How fucking dumb would a bitch have to be to do that? Hey, but I figured he deserved a lesson for thinking I would do it. I fucking agreed and told him the condition was we went with my suggestions…okay demands really but it isn’t words we are going to mince.

I show up at the dumb fucks studio and see implements I know very well, tools of pain and torture. You really have the wrong chick you piece of shit. I see he has a bar and I tell him I would love a drink first, you know to loosen me up. He tells me to fix him one too. This is making things so much easier for me as I slip a pill into his drink.

We talk a bit about how things will go. Oh yeah sure I will be your subbie, sure you can fuck my face. LOSER! Soon he is feeling the effects of the pill and slumps against the couch. The sleep effects don’t work for long but he will be fully awake and completely immobilised soon. I thought about calling over some friends, but Usually I work alone. This way no one opens their dick trap and I get away home free.

He woke up nude with several cut marks as I cut of his clothes and played a bit with my knife. I do love sharp things. I tell him not to worry as he won’t be needing clothes ever again. Now it is time to play. Those stilettos he asked me to wear are right over his balls. I tease him a bit with my heel and then step on them.  He lets out a loud scream. PUSSY!  I look around the room at what he planned to use on my sweet little body. Oh, this is really going to hurt I tell him. He begs, I laugh he begs more and I take the hammer and smash his balls making him count it down. He misses a number, or at least I didn’t hear it through his screams. Looks like we will have to start back at one. This is going to be one hell of a video!!

Ball Busting Malaya

Fuck Me, Then Fuck Off!

There are a few of the privileged that do get to fuck me, mostly dudes in bands or artists. Your average guy, it just isn’t going to happen. More than likely, you’re one of those that will only get one thing from me, and that is pain and lots of it. These stiletto boots are made for a lot more than dancing.

You can buy me a drink, but then get lost or get it tossed in your face. Yes, I am a dark and sexy bitch, so deal with it. Now, yes let’s get back to the subject at hand; all you will ever get to do is read or hear about it.

I was looking incredible and feeling pretty good on the drinks you bought me. The singer pulled me up on stage and I rubbed my hot ass against him while chicks and dudes watched in envy. Music was over and he grabbed my hand and took me to the band room, fuck room whatever. My creamy, silky pussy that you will never have was ready to unzip his leather pants and ride him.

Yeah, there was other bitches sucking dick but I just wanted to fuck. I rode him till I exploded and was done. I straightened my dress as he stared at me confused. What? It is all about me no matter how hot you are. So fuck off!

Fetish Frankie- The Bitch From Hell

Party Slut

It was a crazy weekend and Rachel had a little too much to drink! I woke up yesterday and could barely remember anything. The entire weekend was a complete blur. I sat up in bed and looked around, confused. “What the fuck did I do?” I slowly stood up and walked over to the mirror to look at my naked body. I was covered in bruises and scratches… and there was a bite mark on one of my tits. I lifted my hands to touch them and they were still very tender. My ass was a little sore as well and I turned to look at the rest of me. I saw more scratches on my back and multiple hand prints across my ass, along with the words “Cum Dump” written in what looked like lip stick, holy fuck! I turned back around and looked at my pussy. It was red and had obviously taken a lot of abuse. I reached down to massage it a little.. and pulled back fingers covered in cum. That’s when I realized that I wasn’t just the life of the party the last couple of days.. I was the entertainment. My phone started buzzing and I walked over to check it. I found dozens of pictures of myself in different positions, taking cock from every angle. The last message I received said, “Expect me at midnight.. I’ll tell you everything.”

To be continued…. 😉

Hotel Renovations

The hotel I work for has been doing a lot of renovations. It makes it a little difficult to find the lounge, restaurant and club as things have been moved around so they are still available.

It was almost 2am and one of our regulars asked if I could help him find the lounge before last call. I was curious because since he has a penthouse there is a full bar. We joked back and forth about me just being his barmaid since I was having problems finding the cocktail lounge too.

We ended up at his Penthouse and he said he was serious about me making drinks. We entered his suite and it was fucking amazing. I hadn’t seen the full floor ones yet. I made him a drink and he went to the bathroom to get comfortable. By then, I took the liberty of fixing two Moscow Mules and had his bed turned down.

I asked him if there was anything else I could do as I had to attempt to keep things professional. Clearly he did not! Next thing I knew, he had his tongue in my mouth and his hand between my legs. He had a sexy, wicked laugh and when he saw my panties were soaked he looked and me with a dirty grin. After he stripped naked, he demanded I fix two more drinks and slowly dance for him. I heard a knock at the door and he motioned for me to open it. There was 3 more gentlemen at the door. Looks like he had a party planned.

Real Men Ride Harleys

I went to get some ink last week as I needed to feel the burn and noticed a bike shop opened next door in the vacant spot. I don’t need to dress like a slut or give blow jobs to get my ink free as quite frankly the little bitches and wannabe’s in shop seem afraid of me. Weather had cooled and I was in high boots, tattered jeans and a new leather jacket over my tank top. An extremely hot and muscled  young man was working on a Harley building up a sweat.

I got my Ink and was treated as a queen as usual. What did I get and where? That is none of your fucking business unless you have what I desire. On the way to my tricked out Mustang he smiled at me and came over to admire my car. He tried to make small talk but when I see something I want I don’t do small talk.

We went to a nearby biker bar and tossed down a few. I was dripping wet and so in the fucking mood for some big, thick cock ramming my holes. I take what I want so I put my hand in his jeans. What the fuck? It couldn’t have been but 4 inches. I guess he didn’t get it, or maybe he wanted to see me mad. I excused myself and while he waited found myself a real man, one worthy of this bad bitch.

When I returned I told him he had two choices for disappointing me. One was to get his balls annihilated by my boots, fists and knees and the other was to suck off all the bikers in the club. Want to talk about it some more and the choice he made? Give me a call and I just might spill it all.

I DARE YOU

I know you are completely fascinated by goth chicks. In school you were afraid of us but once you got home you would google for goth porn. LOSER! I mean really if your friends only knew what would they think. What you didn’t know was all men lust goth girls, you weren’t alone. Sadly for you lusting and having were two different things.

I might tell you that goth girls aren’t drug using, thrill seeking dominants sluts but well I know I fucking am. You only have one life bitch so live it hard, fast and nasty taking anything you desire.

Just what do you desire?  It would be my pleasure to take you on a path of darkness and depravity. Once you let your desires take over there is no place I won’t take you. Are you into pain, drugs, forced bi, taking the little ones and destroying them?  Once you cum with me to the dark side you will never cum back.

Cum with Poison Ivy, let me Poison your soul!

Just a Normal Beauty

I seem to surprise men all the time. At first glance, they assume I am way too hot for them. Guess what fucker? I am way to hot for any typical man. Are you a typical man, boring and set in his ways or are you a wild bad boy with a huge cock to fill my hot cougar cunt? Then again there is another man I will allow in my bedroom.

Know what, calling him a man is quite a stretch especially when he has on lip gloss and pink lingerie.  Does this sound familiar?  Of course, it does you stupid ass. Then we end with him  screaming my clitty is squirting. HA!  So there is tall men, short men, men with huge pricks for me, and then we have my favorite play toys…sissy boys!

So what will it be? Are you man enough to satisfy me or will you be taking it like the little twat you are? Let’s give it a go. Do make sure your credit card is full!

Subbie Slut Ginger

I went out with a new guy last night. It was really… nice. He was a nice guy. Too nice. I can’t say that I wasn’t having a good time. He was very charming, just not my type.. or so I thought. When he walked me to the door, I leaned forward to give him a little peck on the cheek. As my face got closer, I felt his hand grab a handful of my hair and twist my head back. My mouth was filled with his tongue as he gave me a hard kiss. I was too shocked to say much and he took advantage of that, letting his tongue sink in again and again. I forgot all about the man I had earlier placed in the “friend zone” and began to turn myself over to this delicious dom. He pulled away from my mouth and said, “Unless you want me to fuck you right here at the front door, you’ll get in the fucking house.” He didn’t have to tell me twice. I fumbled the door open and walked ahead of him toward the bedroom. He wasn’t having that. He grabbed my arm and twisted until I was on my knees. He took his belt off and bound my arms behind my back. His cock went down my throat and I struggled to take it all. I choked and gagged on that massive dick, having no choice but take it. He pulled me up by my shoulders and pushed me against the front door. He pushed my dress up and put his hand down the back of my panties, plunging three fingers in deep. He finger fucked my already soaked pussy until my juices began to run down my thighs. When I was wet enough for him, he ripped my panties off and gave my cunt a good slap. His forearm went to the back of my neck and his dick went in balls deep. He pounded me harder than I had ever been pounded before. My arms were tied behind me, my face was pressed hard into the door and my legs were shaking in my 6 inch heels. The only thing I could do was cum. I felt him pull away and his hands pressed on my shoulders until I was on my knees again. He ripped the front of my dress open, exposing my tits. He stroked his cock until my tits were covered in his sticky cum. He leaned forward and kissed me again. “Don’t get comfortable, I’m far from finished with you…”

Back For More

Excellent, you are back for more of Mistress Brianna. You know the rules loser. Hand the credit cards over to my bodyguard and follow me to the back. Do you remember the first time you came to see me? I am sure you do as your financial planning has taken quite a turn since then. Jaguar gone, wife gone, house gone. Yet you still come back for more.

Tonight I have a lot of wicked energy to burn so keep walking to the room in the back where no one can hear us.  Good little bitch now fucking strip. I have always thought it is too bad you are such a loser as your cock is pretty fucking big. Look how it drips pre-cum at the thought of what Mistress plans to do to you. You get even harder as you watch me run my fingers teasingly over the paddles, sounds, floggers, and other implements of sweet pain.

I start with a good swift kick to your balls which takes you to your knees immediately. Move your hands away, you know better. I allow you to stroke that useless meat 5 times before taking the sounds off the table. The look on your face actually makes my cunt drip with delight. It is going to be a long night as I am told your credit cards have a fair amount on them. Sell something else did you loser?

Wicked Bitch Brianna