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You have a secret don’t you? A very dirty secret…you’re a cock sucker and you’re ashamed of it. You won’t admit you’re a fucking faggot. You need a strong, dominant woman to seduce you into being the cock sucker you are. You can’t say no to me. You’ll get on your knees and take that cock. You’ll love every minute of your forced bi training session with me. Let’s beat that fantasy out of you…I know you want it.
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“Well if you are going to act like a little tiny boy, then it is only appropriate that you are going to be treated like a little boy. You cried like a baby, squirted your nasty jizz stuff all over yourself last night and then fell asleep before you cleaned up your own mess. I am not your maid and I’m not remotely going to clean up after you. Further more, I’m going to teach you a new lesson starting right now.”
He looked at me as if he was shocked and obviously couldn’t respond. He just stood there and started at me in amazement. I continued, “When you are dressed as a baby such as you are now, you are not allowed to walk, talk, or do anything a baby wouldn’t do, absolutely nothing. You are only allowed to speak three words – peepee, poopoo and “mess”. When you have to do one of those three, you can ask me.” In case you are confused a “mess” is what you make when you squirt your little pathetic load. You are allowed to pee and poop when you need to, in your diaper, but if I ever catch you even starting to touch your little weeeweee to make a mess….. without my permission, I can’t begin to tell you how sorry you will truly be.”
He told me I had crossed the line. Putting a diaper and padlocking it on him in his sleep was just pushing this whole sub thing too far he said, “You are free to leave any time you want.” I said to him and he preceded to storm out of the door. Apparently as soon as he went out the front door he must have realized it was broad daylight and all my neighbors could see him standing there in his diaper and rubber pants. I laughed as I peeked out the window and could see the look on his face revealing he realized what a mistake he had made. It was 10:00 A.M. and there were people out and about. He was standing there in a diaper and rubber pants with people staring and laughing.
I heard him turn the now locked doorknob as he tried to get back in. He was being publicly humiliated and he knew it by now. Reality had sunk in obviously because he began begging to be let back in. After several minutes I finally said that if he agreed to obey me without question, I would let him back in.
I laughed when I unlocked the door and he rushed back in. I looked at him and said “I do believe this is the beginning of us finally understanding one another. Now, you are not allowed to walk while you are dressed as a baby so I suggest you get down and crawl in to the living room like a good little baby boy and I will turn on some cartoons for you….
You’re nothing but a pathetic loser who deserves nothing but abuse. Only idiots like you get off on the fact that you can NEVER have a girl like me. That tiny clit in between your legs gets so stiff when you get humiliated and degraded. What makes you think you’re good enough for me? Nothing about you is special. You’re a weak loser and you know it. Hot girls like me only wanna laugh at you and take your money. What else are you good for? It’s not the sex that’s for sure. You can barely fuck your own hand you worthless loser. Get your favorite bottle of booze and call me so I can tell you the truth about how much you really suck. LOL! Or are you too much of a pussy to call me? Get with me at badgirlbrynna@aol.com so I can humiliate you on IM you spineless coward!
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I know that all of you sissies out there love to dress up and play with your toys! Me too! And I am in the mood for a dress up party! Let’s go shopping first – we can even share a dressing room mmmmmmm yummy you can dress me and I can dress you. We can have a little fun together in the dressing room and then we can go to a club and show off to the guys a little bit! Then a few guys and a few drinks later, we can go back to my place and dress up in some sexy lingerie or a special outfit picked out just for me and you and have some fun of our own! My favorite color is pink (can’t you tell?), what’s yours? Let’s have some dress up fun together!
As you can tell by reading some of my blogs, I can be soft and sweet and sensual, but I can also be a hard, merciless BITCH and everything in between. And I am the best TEASE in the world, I can make you ache so bad that you are truly BEGGING for your release when I am almost done with you, whether it is sweet agony or sweet torture! I can suck the lifeblood out of your cock and balls like a soft wet vacuum or bind them up snug and tight with a couple of rubber bands until you’re writhing in agony. You and I both know what you like, what you really need. And that’s me! I will say to my bitch boys and sissies out there that I am not very pleased that you didn’t call me last week. You know when that happens that you will be punished. I don’t think that you want to risk that. And to my cucks and for those who miss my sensual side – well, they know EXACTLY what they’re missing! So there is no excuse for any of you not to pick up that phone and call me!
I am so ashamed of the way that you made me feel, you nameless, almost faceless man! I was coming home on Sunday night, after spending the weekend with my folks and I had been on the road for about three hours. I should have known that something was wrong when my deadbolt was unlocked (I ALWAYS lock it when I leave), but when I opened the door and the cable wire was laying across the front room of my apartment, I immediately felt a sense of dread. Before I realized what was happening, you had grabbed me hard by my arm and yanked me inside, slamming the door behind us, locking the deadbolt and doorknob in a flash. You quickly grabbed me by my hair and forced me down to the carpet. You were wearing all black and had on a dark ski mask, and before I knew it, I saw a flash of silver whiz by my face without it touching me. You told me to cooperate, and that if I did, that you wouldn’t slice me up! Shaking uncontrollably, I laid on my back, staring at you while the sharp tip of your Bowie knife tore my blouse and my bra off of me, my nipples growing hard and then that same knife tearing my short skirt to shreds, baring me before you. I breathed heavily while you forced your hand between my thighs, plunging your fingers hard in and out of my tight, wet pussy repeatedly while the knife was held next to my throat, its tip nicking me if I moved. You flipped me over, making me stand on all fours, while you whipped your hard cock out and forced it up my tight rosebud asshole. You put your hand over my mouth and told me to “Shut up, bitch!” or you would stab me! You took my ass hard and fast and my pussy squirted cum all over me and all over the floor, betraying my fear. Then, you finally blew your hot jism load in my ass. Oh, how could you make me react like such a nasty, naughty SLUT?!!
Oh slutty panty boi where or where have you gone? Are you still in the corner where I left you the last time? Naughty, naughty misbehaving when Princess A.J. is not around. Well, I think it’s time you cum back over to see me because I am NOT finished with you yet. I mean do you think you have served me enough? Cuz if you do OMG you are seriously mistaken.
So, here is what I want you to do and you better friggin do it or else!! Put on your pretty pink panties and get your slutty whore red lipstick out BUT don’t put any on until you call and I tell you too. Once you call your princess I am pretty sure you know what you are gonna have to do.
Hurry up panty boi the longer you wait the more trouble you are gonna be in and you know I’m not kidding either.
xoxoxxo
Your very own perfect teen princess~
Grovel on your knees you pathetic worm. You are not worthy of my attention, you’ll be lucky if I spit on you. I lay my whip across your pale white ass as you tremble. How dare you try to touch that nasty little dick of yours. I motion to my pet and he kneels down next to you with a hammer and nail in hand. You try to hold back your screams as he nails your ball sack to the floor. How’s that slut? Like rusty nails don’t you? I grab you by the hair and pull your head backwards so that you can look at my beautiful luscious body as I drive my stiletto down onto that limp dick of yours and grind it in. It takes everything in you to keep from collapsing. But it feels good to you doesn’t it you fucking loser. You beg to kiss my toes, anything to feel some part of me against you. You really are worthless. I tell my pet to come along and he pulls the door shut behind us, leaving you alone in the dungeon to wait for more.
Boys, believe it or not, I used to be submissive. Yes, those were the days. But after having so many Doms and Masters tell me that I wasn’t sub enough and definitely NOT a slave, I got formally trained as a Domme and Mistress under a fantastic Training Master.
Prior to being in the D/s lifestyle, I considered myself to be vanilla with submissive tendencies. I have an old African-American friend from school who I have always known to be the only person (male in particular) who could ever truly dominate me and it came as a surprise to me when it happened for the first time in our youth in school.
To get to my point now, this friend wanted to come to visit me a couple of weeks ago here in Ft. Lauderdale. He knew about my transformation over the years because we have stayed in touch. So when we came back to my place his first night here, I thought we might have some hot vanilla sex, which I could have enjoyed with him but he turned the tables on me, figuratively speaking, and he made great use of my dungeon all weekend, topping me constantly, even down to ordering my meals when we ate out. Mmmmm, I was feeling deliciously sore and well used (especially by his big, black cock) by the time he left me that Sunday night, definitely a switch for me that weekend. I won’t forget it anytime soon!
