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The Dungeon

You come into this very discreet dungeon for the wicked full of submissive sex slaves.  Surrounded by cages of beautiful young girls naked most of them chained and gagged or partially masked.  Then you spot me…a hot,tiny blonde thing with a thick leather collar holding a chain leash.  My bald slit calling to you waiting to be punished.  You love BDSM, it’s your fetish and now you have found the perfect submissive playmate.  Walking over to me your dick already grows hard.  You ask me “How far will you go slave?” My reply is simple “I have no limits, Sir.” I escort you to my private cage where all my fetish toy’s await.  You clamp my nipples and grab the riding crop as I beg you to whip my cunt and tits.  We didn’t stop there you wanted to make me beg to bleed and I groveled like the whore I am.  You are so hot Master and you make me want to serve you even now. Let your slave give you that release you so badly crave.

Submissively Yours,

Lil Lou

Oral Servant

Lucky little bitch you are indeed get the fuck over here no-dick and don’t make me say it twice.  Do you see what your Goddess has for you?  My Perfect pussy and ass for you to get down on your slutty knees and grovel for.  All the New Year’s cock from last night has my hot cunt dripping with sex juice and it’s time you clean it up.  Why else would I even allow you close to such perfection you fagot bitch boy.  If you think you have the obedience, skill and half a brain to appreciate a Goddess like me then you will be allowed in my presence where you will then be permitted to beg and plead like never before.

All you subbies, sissy’s, loser no-dicks, sex slaves, cuck fags and pets get on the phone time to worship your GODDESS!!!!!

Pretty little pantyboy’s all in a row

My slutty pantyboy’s come calling all hours of the night just to try and get “treats” from me.  Some want my dirty panties to smell and then wear while they play with those naughty man clitty’s.  But, you are my most slutty pantyboy aren’t you?  You don’t need to take my dirty panties because you have your own dirty, slutty ones. You beg me to make you do naughty things so that you can earn “treats.”  You like to make your clitty get all drippy for me don’t you?  Then you beg to lick it and I usually let you I’m sweet like that.  I always have my reasons for what I let you do. That’s right I own you pantyboy!

Sometimes you watch me play with my tight, teen cunnie and when your really good I let you lick my fingers.  It’s always the same with you pantyboy you beg to cum in your nasty little cup so you can swallow it up your cream for me.  We do get so kinky don’t we?  Don’t forget the list of things you need before our next call…I’ll be ready for you.

XXX Misbehave with Missy~

Beg For Mercy

I’m not ashamed of admitting I’m a cruel and fucked up bitch. I get off on being mean, twisted and just plain sick. R called me tonight with an extreme roleplay. It’s been quite some time since I’ve spoken to a twisted fucker just like me. Most people would be shocked if they heard all the nasty things I told him. I mean, it was borderline snuff. He begged me to stop torturing him but why would I listen? LOL. Violent fantasies are some of my favorites. It’s always a real pleasure having a bunch of weak pain sluts at my perfect feet. Hurting you puts a smile on my face. I have no limits…I hope you don’t either or you’re going to be in for a rude awakening. Call Mistress Maxine NOW you fucking pain pig!

Mistress Maxine
1-866-949-9729
cum2themax@aol.com

I love an obedient little bitch!!

My computer was acting up about a week ago, so my neighbor and friend Beth let me borrow her husband’s laptop for the day. Soon I learned why you should always delete your browsing history. Her husband Mike had been quite the bad boy as he apparently had been visiting a lot of the bdsm porn sites. I couldn’t tell if it was something he was into or if he just had some natural curiosity. But I decided to find out. My ex turned me onto bdsm and it seems I love it !!

I got Mike’s email address before I returned the laptop, and I made up an anonymous hotmail account for myself. A few days later I emailed him a pic of a guy kneeling in front of a woman and sucking her strapon along with a note saying that I knew what he needed. Well apparently Mike was more than curious because he responded right away. In one night I had him one way camming for me. I had him pull out his cock, spit on it, and stroke it until he was close to cumming. Then I made him back it off by slapping his cock like an obedient little bitch.

That feeling of total control made my pussy so fucking wet. I fingered myself while I watched him slap that cock red. I told him he could jack off while I let him lick me. Then I imagined him kneeling in front of me while I grinded my pussy on his mouth. I came so fucking hard I squirted. I watched Mike lick at the air with his tongue and stroke himself until I said he could cum at my feet. Then his entire body convulsed while his cock spit cum all over. Mike was so ready to give me control. After a few more cam sessions, I think he’ll be ready for some in person training. Then I’m gonna teach him to be my pussy licker and introduce him to my strap-on.

“STRIP”

As soon as the door closes behind us, I am on you like white on rice.

I push you back against the wall, grab a handful of your hair, jerk your head back, then sideways.  Your eyes widen and you try not to resist me.  Your head lands up against the wood as I push myself up against you, my hot sexy mouth on yours.  I open my mouth, forcing your lips apart, your arms automatically go around my waist while you pull me harder against you and seek my tongue out with yours, you try to strain forward against my grip to get more of my kiss, so I pull harder on your hair, reaching for you at the same time while I keep you from getting more of me.  I push my provocative hips forward to get contact with your cock, wanting to feel its hardness against me.  I grind my pelvis against you close, even closer, but not close enough.

I pull suddenly away, your head is still held back by my fingers that are twisted in your hair.  Your entire body strains to get to me, but you really know better than to try.  While we are both breathing hard, I release my grip on you.

“Hands behind your head,” I command of you.

You immediately comply, interlocking your fingers behind your head, your gaze fixed on me.

I step slowly back, sizing you up and down, noticing the outline of your cock rock hard against the front of your jeans.  You wait, watching me, slightly self-conscious under my   scrutiny of you.  I see that you are struggling not to make a smart ass remark in the silence between us.  You are very uncomfortable and want to break the tension.  I savor the flavor of your unease, taking my sweet time.

“Strip, boy.”

Your eyes locked on me, you quickly shed your clothes and stand back in position with bated breath, waiting for my next command….