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Christmas Comes But Once A Year

                   You poor man, you get it only on your birthday, and Christmas.  Sort of sucks to be you! I never really understood why, till today.

Hiding passwords from me is useless.  Why do you think your house is never clean when I am done? It’s because  I play on your computer all day, and there is no way you will get away with telling me to stop it. Getting nervous, are you? You know exactly what I saw.

This is how it is going to go from here on.  You will do the work for me, and pay me triple. You will service me, and my boyfriend whenever we say. If you don’t, I will show everyone just what I saw on your computer. 

                   You seem to doubt me? Are you trying to like touch me or something? I guess I need to refresh your memory. Let’s turn this on.

Oh look here!  You down on all fours with your face in a dog bowl.  Is that Michael from school? Oh, wow it looks like someone loves it up his flabby ass. You are now down on your knees, and Michael is sitting on your face, and…..OMG!!  Did you just eat that.  Oh dear, where are my manners? Let me pull down my shorts, and give you something to wash it down! 

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Email- teentorrie@aol.com

 

Merry Christmas, Perv

               

      Well fuck, seems to me like you have a problem.  Somehow you got waylaid while out shopping for gifts for the wife and kids. Here you are in a seedy hotel off the highway, drunk and broke.  That isn’t the worst if it though, is it? 

                       You start to come out of your fog, and look around the room. You really don’t even remember getting there. Sitting on the bathroom floor in a puddle of who knows what, you wonder just where the fuck you are. Is that blood?

You stumble to the bedroom, and see the girls in your bed. You see the empty bottles, and the lines of white stuff on the nightstand.  You make some noise hoping the girls will wake up.  Maybe? You wonder if they are even alive. Oh god!!

The phone rings in the room. You ignore it, but it keeps ringing, making you a little crazy. You finally pick it up and you hear my voice. I instruct you to put the thumb drive in the tablet. You’re shaking and the girls still haven’t woken up.  There it is right before you. Your entire night and every twisted thing you did. 

                                                                                             

Not quite the Christmas you expected perv, is it? 

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
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Dominated By The Librarian

You and a group of your buddies are sitting at a table in the school library. You have a group project due in a week. The research needs to be gathered at the library instead of the internet. I’m the strict and stern librarian. I tolerate no nonsense. You’ll suffer severe consequences for misbehaving in my library. 

I catch you laughing and being mischievous. I grab you by the collar and take you to my office. I threaten to have you banned from the library, which will cause you to fail the course. You beg for mercy and promise to do anything for me.

I don’t take pity on you. Actually, you being banned from the library would be a gentler punishment than the one I have in mind for you.

I tell you to leave now and come back to the library at Midnight where you’ll be punished, abused, and used by my dominant girlfriends. You have a tough choice to make; be banned and fail, OR you’ll be turned into a submissive little bitch boy. I’ll blindfold you and tie you down. You’ll serve every Mistress in the room. You’ll experience physical pain and humiliation.

Your ass will be mine!

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Written By: Mistress KoKo
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Email: AOL/Yahoo-kokowillruinu

 

Merry, Go Fuck Yourself

               

    I so fucking seriously hate this time of the year. Hands out, bells fucking ringing, just annoyance every where I go.  I do have a life, and really can’t escape all the nonsense. I lost Whamageddon, as soon as I entered the Pharmacy. Like I fucking said, I hate this time of the year. 

                     I was paid well to do a lame photo shoot, so now on to the bar to get obliterated. I listened to a conversation where this man was complaining  about his wife. She just doesn’t seem to get the fact he likes it a little rough. He likes his balls to be beat up. Punk music to my ears. 

    I ever so politely asked if I could help with that. He laughed, said I was such a tiny, and girly little thing. He said I couldn’t hurt a tiny kitten. That story is for another time, because hell fucking yes, I could hurt a kitten. 

               More details blah blah blah, and he was now naked, scared, and at my home. The drug I gave him had worn off and he was soon wide awake. He struggled against the leather ropes and then let out a loud moan. Ah, his tied up balls are beginning to turn a lovely shade of blue.

    He tried to beg, plead, and apologize. So annoying, but that’s what ball gags are for.  Merry Christmas, loser! 

 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
Call  Malaya @ 1-866-659-8370
Email: malayamax@aol.com

 

 

 

Give Till It Hurts

             I have something very special for you under my tree. Come closer love. I know you so well, don’t I?  You’re getting a bit hard looking at my red stiletto heels. Are you wondering if I took off the heel caps and sharpened them a bit? Only the best for you, darling.

                    Let’s get you out of those tight, restricting pants.  Such beautiful trophy balls, it’s almost a shame to destroy them. I did say, almost. 

                     It looks like that hard-on is going to get in my way. Let me slap it down quickly. Naughty thing! I think your balls need a very hard yank and twist. Now we’re getting into the spirit of it all. 

                         Are you ready for your present? Maybe not, but I’m ready to give it to you. Just look at my beautiful, new, shiny Burdizzo clamp. I promised you something special, now didn’t I? 

My mouth is just watering thinking about the mischief I could do to those trophy balls.  That isn’t all that is watering. Maybe, just maybe when we’re done, I’ll allow you to service my pussy.

 

Written By: Brianna
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CBT and Femdom

Imagine your cock and balls bound and held in the hands of a bitch Dominatrix intent on making your poor penis suffer!
You look at the sly grin on my face as I reach into my little bag of tricks. I retrieve a hideous looking instrument of sexual torture.
The Goddess is ready! Are you???
Does this sound like the type of CBT/Femdom/BDSM sexual fantasy you’d like to explore? Just turn down the lights, grab a drink, pick up the phone, and call me to start enjoying your favorite CBT or Femdom BDSM Fantasy.
Don’t be a wimp!

 

Written By: Goddess Jezzabelle
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BDSM Phone Sex with Mistress Koko

The sight of my whip makes you quiver. You know that you’re in for an exciting BDSM session. Strategically placed pain stimulates you. 

I bind your hands and ankles, and place nipple clamps on you. I use my vibrator on your cock and your ass. I massage your prostate, pour hot wax on your body, and whip your cock and balls.

You moan and cry out, but you don’t ask me to stop. You have your safe word, but you don’t use it. Pain turns you on. Pain reminds you that you’re alive. There’s a rush of endorphins, like a runner’s high. Most people do not understand how you can experience this much pain, yet alone find it exciting, even pleasurable. 

At the end of the session, you’re relaxed and as timid as a kitten. All the stress has been released, and you’re calm and serene. 

 

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Written By: Mistress KoKo
Call KoKo @ 1-866-949-5809
Email: AOL/Yahoo-kokowillruinu

 

Bloody Hell

         I  finally was able to leave my house without hurling at the stupidity of the costumes of losers. If I saw one more sexy nurse, police women, witches or Tinkerbelle’s, I might have to kill someone! Not that I don’t enjoy killing. 

    Halloween is so hard on you perv’s looking to get some relief with your pedo cocks. Anyway, this blog isn’t about that though, I do love to manipulate them. It’s about how a drink in a dark bar led to the hottest fuck.

      He was older than me and sexy in that professional power type of way. I bought him a drink and one drink led to my nest. I went to get us some absinthe while he made himself at home. We had our drinks, toasted to new fucking friends, then he grabbed me around my throat. He was fast, caught me off guard. Before long, I was in chains and a bit bloody, and telling him my secrets. 

        I held my breath as the first blow from my own flogger tore at my pale skin…delicious. Eventually, I passed out and woke to the sounds of slurping as he licked up the bloody torn mess of my back, thighs, ass, and cunt. Soon, I was begging him to fuck my ass and leave his mark.

You wonder if I stayed sub to his dom? Not likely!

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
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Painful Pleasure

 

I understand you and your needs. Sometimes you need a little pain. Sometimes you need a lot of pain applied to those balls. Bring your penis paddle and gather your other toys. If you have done a session with me, you already know that the penis paddle is my favorite because it makes the most amazing sounds as you strike your own body following each of my commands.

Let’s tie up those balls and make them ache. Secure your balls so tight with a pretty red string.

Now let’s get started!

Smack your balls. Abuse your cock. Fuck your own ass.

The pain is rather intense, but it ignites your pleasure center in your brain. I edge your cock. First pain, then pleasure. Amazing how you moan. I know your cock is so hard because I can hear it in your voice. I control your cock. I’m in complete control of your orgasm, and you love it. You whimper, moan, and beg to cum. It’s crazy how there’s such a fine line between intense pleasure and intense pain.

You thank your Mistress Koko for the most intense orgasm ever!

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Written By: Mistress KoKo
Call KoKo @ 1-866-949-5809
Email: AOL/Yahoo-kokowillruinu

 

Deviant Urges

They’re times I have these urges. Some of them violent  and deviant, but always hot as fuck. You never know where my urges will take me, but last night was one of the best or worst depending how you see it.

I sometimes park in front of a school and watch the students come and go. They’re all just so fucking cute. I love how the girls try to sexy up their uniforms by making the skirts shorter and tighter. Tiny tits, hairless legs, and a perfect bubble butt. That alone makes my cunt wet.

There was this one sweet little thing that was all alone. I do love the ones that don’t hang with a pack. I think my friends would just love her.

I walk over to her and ask directions. I explain I don’t live in area and her directions were so confusing. I see her eyes go to my cell, and I explain that it’s not working right now.

She gets in my car and I ask if she would like a sip of wine. She tells me her age and that she has never had any wine. I smile and tell her to drink up. She passes out pretty quick since I spiked her wine.

I’m at my friends house now and she is still passed out. One of the men drags her in and tosses her on the floor with the others. Such beautiful young flesh for us to play with. About now, the girls are waking up. They look very scared. They just have no idea how scared they should be.

 

Written By: Brianna
Call Brianna @ 1-866-949-7079
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