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Bad Dog!

  Bad dogs need severe  punishment and I am extremely intoleranbri8t to bad, bad dogs. Mine was the worst if you could only see what he did to my lovely hardwood floor. He not only pissed on it but he took a huge shit. What made things even worse was I had him dressed all slutty for my company arriving soon.

I smacked his ass and face with my floggers and demanded he lick the floor clean with his tongue. Still, that was far from enough for what he dared to do on my floor.

I dragged him out to the backyard where the neighbor has several huge bullmastiffs.  I sprayed him with a scent that makes male dogs assume they have a bitch in heat. I yanked his leash till he was on all fours and two of the huge dogs jumped over the fence and immediately begin to fuck my bitch in heat. Punishment? I think not as this dirty fucking bitch enjoyed every minute, so I am far from done with his pathetic ass.

Mistress Brianna

 

Holiday MADNESS

       I seriously fucking hate malls. I would blow them all up if I could get away with imalaya-phone-sex-5-300x398t. Men buy me jewelry  and pay extra so I can have them checked out yearly. Why? Come on fucker, you know these little fists pack quite a punch. Unfortunately time got away from me and I had to go during holifuckingday insanity. So whatever, people everywhere and not looking where they were going. Tres bete!

     I waited till later, hit a dark bar and returned at closing. No, I didn’t know who exactly leered and bumped into me but “piss off” revenge and a little snuff is hot regardless. I took 3 professional type dicksocks home with me, LOL, well someone’s home it was anyway. They drank a little too much and passed out. I may have popped in a pill or two, peu importe.

         They woke up telling me enough was enough and my little fetish was sexy but time to untie them and really get the gang bang started. I really was in the mood to begin slicing and dicing right then but I did make some promises to my favourite fag boys and well a promise to a friend is a promise. Oh, what happened next, ROFLMFAO. No worries though, my knife and I eventually had our fun!

                Malayamax@aol.com

Off with Your Cock and Balls

werwer3-300x453      Hey little dick loser, yes you I am talking to your dumb ass. I have been keeping a secret from you for quite awhile but tonight when your wife gets home it all comes out. ROFLMFAO.

She knows all about you hitting on me and me making you slurp up your own jizz. What? Did you think I wouldn’t tell without getting any perks? She has decided your balls and dick are a complete waste so we are going to rid you of them and make you our cleanup and fluffer boy. You didn’t see that coming, did you? LOL.

 We could do it the easy way with bands or we could just slice and dice. Considering the asshat you have been to me for years now, I go with the most painful way. Are you going to cry bitch? 

                   Teentorrie@aol.com

 

 

Trophy Balls Phone Sex

There is nothing better than Trophy Balls. Don’t get any ideas that it is because I want to lick and suck them and feel them slapping against my ass. HA!! No fucking way! I have a much hotter plan for me and a rather painful and or dangerous plan for you.

The excitement and sweet pain of chaining my subbie’s hands above his head and then putting  on the leather ball strap and separator getting to my favorite part adding the weights. I make him count to 20 as the anticipation builds up and I am ready to drop the weights. Yes, the sweet screams of his pain is amazing.

By now you are waiting for two or three things…will I get out the strap-on. or will I make you suck a huge black dick. After all you are a size queen. Well maybe it is me who is the size queen. No matter, as it is all about me. Oh yes the third thing…we shall see bitch!

Pain Mistress Frankie

Ownership Has It’s Perks

I own your mind, soul, and body. Lately, you have decided to try my patience and see how far you can push my limits. I have hung up on you several times to teach you a harsh life lesson. The gifts have begun to arrive but I just send them back. Not good enough, try again to please me. A very loaded gift card to my favorite store arrived a few minutes ago with a note of apology. Maybe, I don’t know if I’ll forgive you yet.

You should know me well enough to know the only real gift I want is your total submission and soul. The gift card, nice fucking touch and I will use it and wear when I go out with real men. Our reunion will be my pleasure and your pain. Prepare yourself, call me and let’s see if I hang up or decide to take things out on your tender bitch flesh.

Cruel Mistress Brianna

 

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Deviant Nurse Malaya

I have always been interested in getting a nursing job, “GAGS!” Really, can you imagine me caring for sick people? There is a very small clinic where I live and I noticed they were hiring. I have no experience in traditional nursing but the physician was so entranced by me he didn’t ask for a resume or certificate. He asked if I could start immediately and I agreed.

Our first patient was in the waiting room or should I say mine as by now Ole Doctor Williams was tied up in the drug supply room. You know, he should have asked me for some proof, maybe a resume..ROFLMFAO. He cried like a sniffling little bitch when I put my knife to his throat and informed him of how things would be. I loaded my purse with drugs, ah lovely drugs and went to check out our patient.

He had this weird leering look when he saw what I was wearing. Not the typical scrubs but I am not your typical Nurse. I took him to Room 3, and he seemed rather confused as it had a gyno table. I told him not to worry and to get in the gown and I would return.  I came back and he was sitting in the gown. I told him to lay down, feet in stirrups and he began to try and leave. No one leaves Nurse Malaya! Fuck this, I yell and stab him with the needle holding a very strong sedative. I get him in stirrups and he wakes up to find he is in leather restraints with a ball gag over his mouth.

Now the twisted fun begins! I explain exactly what I plan on doing with the sharp scalpel in my hand. As he gets more out of the drug induced fog, he sees his wife standing over him. She is laughing and saying his balls are useless and making him a eunuch would be best for all. Now, I said sedative not painkiller. I take off his ball gag as I make the first cut. The screams of pain and terror fill the room. Sweet, sweet music to my ears!!

Deviant Nurse Malaya

I Have a Boot Fetish

I love stiletto heeled boots more than anything else I wear. I have them in leather, latex and pvc in all different colors. The one thing that is a constant is the heels. Those 8 inch heels make my legs and ass look even more amazing than they already are. I see how men and boys alike stare.

As pretty and hot as they look, they have so many more uses. Ha, you dumb ass fucking loser, I see you are already holding your balls. You guessed these heels were made from grinding into your worthless balls. Do you think covering them and cowering away like a sniffling worm will help you? Not a fucking chance! I get what I want and right now, I want to destroy your worthless balls.

I am laughing so fucking hard now because you assume your balls is the only part of you I will destroy. Why don’t I just leave you with this thought LOSER. My boots work just as good as a strap on and you will be expected to clean those heels and a little ass to mouth when we are done.

Your hot and mean ball buster,

Freaky Frankie

Ready? Let’s Play A Game

After a much needed night out of drinking, dancing and flirting, I am ready to pick my playmate. A tall handsome man at the bar has been buying me drinks all night but hasn’t said a word. He finally approaches me and asks if I am a domina. I laugh and tell him that I don’t know about that I am just your average girl. What is the fun if he knows from the get go he is prey. I suggest we take the party to my house and he quickly agrees. I am walking distance so we walk and talk about music, books and life.

We get to my house and have a few more drinks and I ask him if he likes games. I could tell by the look on his face that was a surprise but well he agreed. I told him this game is called “Drop the handle”. He says he never heard of that and would I explain the rules. I quietly without ceremony explained to him I would bind his balls and the longer it took him to come the bigger his chances of losing his balls would be. Somehow, I don’t think he quite believed me.

Before long, two of my friends entered the room and helped me restrain him. He still was treating this as a joke, or best case a hot foursome. One of the girls snapped her latex gloves and informed him once his balls were in the band it would be time for his prostate exam. Ah, by the look on his face he seems to be finally getting the rules of our game.

Evil Mistress Brianna

Match Made in Heaven

If you’re a phone sex connoisseur and enjoy looking at girls profiles you specifically look to see if they have no taboos. Most girls say they have no limits but when you call them with your fantasy she’s like umm… Well, hehe I don’t do that. What a waste of time, right?

I do it all and I love it all! I am a slut in my personal life and on the phone. I think sluts are more carefree and open and when you truly are one like me, it really makes a twisted fuck fantasy come to life. I love when your fantasy takes a turn to the dark side, my pussy gets wetter and I find myself getting off with whatever objects I can find to fuck my horny, dirty holes.

Are you ready to meet your match? Someone who will actually get off on Scat, Snuff, Kidnapping, Castration, Farm Fun and of course my favorite, Blasphemy. Let me show you what No Taboo really means.

Heaven 866.949.9734

Ho Ho Ho You Big Fat Fuck

Christmas, whatever. I guess it keeps the annoying brats and mind numbing housewives off the streets. The stores are packed and the big, fat fucks are getting tired and most annoyed with nose running, greedy spawns sitting on their laps. I wonder what goes through their minds when they have a cute tiny ass sitting on them asking for gifts. Too fucking funny. I am waiting for the stores to close and the Santa’s to hit the bars. I can’t say I blame them after the day they had holding back that urge.

I quietly slink into a booth slamming down shots and waiting.  A man still in his stupid red suit approaches me. What comes out of his mouth is just too typical to repeat and I don’t do typical. I let him buy me a few drinks as he gets blasted. I help him out and to my car. I guess even jolly old fat fucks need sex. We get to my house and I help him down the stairs. Yes, I pushed him but help is help so be grateful I say.

When he comes to, he is stripped down and tied spread eagle on an old stained mattress. This is always one of my favorite parts when my prey becomes fully lucid. They are terrified. They might act like it is okay and that I will be sensually having my way but I can smell fear, and I thrive on it.  Then as I tease him with a knife and I tell him a little story about my mother’s dead boyfriend and our first Christmas together. Ah, he is now shaking, begging, crying and telling me he would never do such a thing. Sure, what the fuck ever. I am blood thirsty even more than normal. I guess it is those ugly red suits or maybe just maybe I just like playing with my knife.

Did I castrate him? Of course, I fucking did and then I gave him a choice. He could bleed out or I could take a hot curling iron and close the wound. He is screaming to loud to answer and I see his eyes begin to roll back in his HO HO HO fat ass face. Bu bye Santa!

Evilest of holidays to all. Snuff Queen Malaya