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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
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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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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
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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
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Don’t Make A Fucking Sound

             Do you hear the window glass shattering? Someone is breaking into my house. It seems like your mommy picked a terrible night to have me babysit. He’s walking up the stairs to the bedrooms. Don’t make a fucking sound! If he finds you, he’ll do terrible things to your sweet, fragile, young body. 

   He’s singing a very odd song, “My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night?” She’s so scared she’s trembling and the little cunt just pissed her pants. I can hear his breath at the door.

I open the door, then leave the room. I go to change into my bondage gear and bring with me chains, floggers, and rope. Might as well make the best of a fucked up situation.

               Back in the room, he has already cut off her clothes. Fuck, would you just look at that! He wants to rape her, I want to torture her. Over a bit of powder, we come to an agreement. I put on a bit of “I Spit On Your Grave”, to get the cunt juices flowing. I’m going to savor fucking up this little bitch.

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
Call  Ivy @ 1-866-949-6550
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Humiliating My Sissy

I have little sissy that has a small penis. He’s over 6 feet tall, so that makes his little dick appear even smaller.

He begs me to stop, but the teasing and the humiliation is good for his soul. I remind him that he’s unable to bring any woman to that feeling of ecstasy when a real man fully pleasures her with his huge cock. He must entertain in other ways to bring me any kind of pleasure.

I don’t let him watch football on the weekends. I order him to come to my apartment on Sunday afternoons for all-girl parties. He worships and obeys with every word I breathe. Sometimes before the party, I make him stand naked in front of my big apartment window for all the neighbors to see. I love to see everyone’s reaction to his small, pathetic pencil dick. 

For the party, I dress him in cute little pink panties and white stockings. He blushes and giggles in embarrassment as I dominate his sissy ass in front of my beautiful friends. They find him so freaking hilarious.

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Written By: Isabelle
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Know Your Place

             

  We have known each other since forever. You were the annoying little fucker that followed me around. We both went our separate ways after school and you know blah, blah, blah. Normally, I don’t do reunions, but I was told he was going and I was curious to see the train wreck I used to torture. 

Within minutes, I was mind numbing fucking bored. Whatever. This was a boredom that even booze and drugs couldn’t fix. I walked around, talked to a few people till I found him. Looks like he’s gotten a bit of self confidence over the years. That’s my job, to tear him back down. 

A few drinks, some talk and I told him to meet me at my hotel at 1 am. Enough of this shit and I went back to my hotel.  I picked up a hot guy at the bar and took him up to my room.  Around 1 am, there was a knock at hotel room door.  My old friend arrives and finds me not alone, and spread out on the couch. 

                   He looks rather confused. I tell him that my cunt isn’t going to clean itself and my companions dick is also not going to suck itself. Get fucking to it!

 

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

 

 

Deviant Ariel

I’m a wicked little girl with a very deviant dark side. I can think of many ways to get your sicko cock off. I can be your perfect little accomplice that lures innocent victims for you. I look so nice and sweet that anyone would believe me. I know when we push limits together we both get gratification. For me, the more sick and twisted we get, the more my pussy gushes with excitement.

I have an idea for our next victim that includes rape, torture and snuff.

Are you ready to explore the dark side of Ariel?

 

Written By: Ariel
Call Ariel @ 1-866-307-3327
Email- badlilariel@aol.com

Wicked Little Whispers

 

The sound of my soft, innocent young voice talking about totally twisted thoughts in your ear makes your fetish cock ache. I know what you like the most, it’s so dark and twisted, you have to whisper your wicked thoughts to me. We share a passion for the more taboo and dark side of fantasy playing. You know how hardcore this little whore gets, so you never hold back. 

I’ve made quiet the accomplice whore lately, don’t you think? Mmm I’ll do your dirty deeds any day.

You know your tiny little Raemi has no taboos or limitations.

 

Written By: Raemi
Call  Raemi @ 1-888-229-3013
Email: tinyraemi@aol.com