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Your Ass Is Mine

I have tried so hard with you. I really did want to spare you. Not because I care, but because they’re one set of beautiful balls. I’ve had so much fun draining them over, and over again, but the time has finally come. Your behavior over the holidays was quite unacceptable. 

It seems however, she doesn’t just want to remove your manhood. She misses the good friends she had in high school. Since she has tired of sex with you, she has decided to make you into her best girlfriend from school. 

One last fuck you say. Absolutely, just not the fuck you were thinking. 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Slay Bells

     

             Christmas is the most fucking annoying holiday. It’s like the annoyance hangs over Halloween, and then fuck it’s that day again.

What annoys me about it all?

Let’s start with the fucking bells.  Bells, fucking bells wherever you go. I came up with a fun little game. I call it Slay Bells. I know, I like drinking games as much as anyone, but this is far more twisted, and will excite my dark little heart.

Every time I hear a fucking bell jingling, I commit a gratuitous act of violence. Violent Night has nothing on me, when I am pissed!

There we have it. Big, fat pedo Santa ringing his bell and I am already seeing RED! I get him alone and shove the bell up his big, fat ass. That was fun, the perfect way to bring some holiday cheer. 

I truly despise malls. That’s where I will go next. Elves ringing bells? Time to get totally violent and creative. Come here Mrs. Santa, I want to play!

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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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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Pain Is Sexy

There is just something so fucking sexy about pain. I remember my first taste of it. I was making a dress and my finger slipped. The needle went right through my thumb. I was fascinated at how it made me feel. My nipples stiffened and my pussy got so wet.  I guess I didn’t exactly put the 2 together at the time. I was a very strange little girl, I am told. 

I was a bit older when I realized what it was making me so excited. It was sweet, sexy, simple pain. I got ink pierced myself several times, but I needed so much more. What I needed was a partner in pain. 

It began simply like a punch to his balls during a blowjob. Maybe a bite to his lower lip then a spit to his face. I began to totally enjoy inflicting  pain, rather than receiving it. My collection of torture implements became huge.  It also became rather expensive to keep. That is when I got the idea to charge men to hurt them. Hurt them I do!

Do you have a submissive side you need to explore? Needing a bit of pain with your sex? Let’s explore.

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
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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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Tease and Denial

I am such a little cock tease. I love to drive men crazy and then leave them aching. I have a new guy and I love to tease him and leave him with blue balls. I mess with him, play with him… then I refuse to let him cum.

Sometimes I won’t even let him touch his cock as he listens to me masturbate, moaning into the phone, telling him he’s not allowed to touch. He’s very obedient, thinking I might change my mind but no! 

After abusing his balls, I told him I would allow him to cum. I told him only if he could cum in a minute in a half. I counted him down as he furiously stroked his cock. When I got down to a 10 second count, he was begging me, telling me how close he was.

When I got to 1, he still hadn’t cum. So what’s a good tease and denial cock temptress do? I laughed and hung up the phone. I know he’ll be calling back for more, just hoping for the chance to cum for me. He’ll have to prove how bad he wants it or absolutely no cumming. 

 

 

Written By: Ashton
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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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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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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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