Halloween is almost here. It used to be my fave time of the year as a little girl. My friends and I would cause mayhem. You know the usual damage of breaking windows, slashing tires, egging cars, spray painting houses. Just your typical fun shit. I miss those days. Most of my friends have gone their own ways and settled down living boring lives.
Now Halloween kind of sucks. People dressed either like goths or vampires or the dumb ass bitches as sexy nurses or police women. Okay, whatever. Since there is no Anne Rice Vampire Balls here I just stay in. There is a fetish party the weekend before that I always go to. Now, here is where the fun begins. Many dudes and chicks go just to look or maybe find a wild fetish girlie or boi to take home. ROFLMFAO! They have no idea what they are getting into but soon they find out.
Last year I took home a Barbie doll type of chick. I admit she was hot, if she just didn’t speak. She wasn’t for me, though. She was a present for one of my guy friends. We got to my house and she ran around looking at all my things and touching them. Dumb bitch. I gave her some cheap Absinthe and slipped in a few roofies. I gave Anthony the night off so I would need her sedated to get here ready for Michael and his friends. I tied her wrists to my 4 poster bed I keep for sessions, with her on her stomach. When she woke up, she started to scream and I shoved her panties down her throat. I kept myself busy drinking and setting up the camera equipment. They finally showed up and Michael handed me my fee. Not bad for a dumb blonde bitch.
I didn’t stick around but went back upstairs to my room. The only agreement we had is that they clean up the bloody mess and burn me a dvd for later. I have to admit, the Barbie and what they planned to do to her made me really hot and wet. I fucked myself listening to her screams cumming over and over again till the screaming stopped. I fell off peacefully to the sounds of chain saws and rustling of plastic garbage bags.
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