The mall was a shithole, its flickering fluorescent lights buzzing like a dying wasp nest. Alex, 19, fresh off volleyball practice, strutted into the Victoria’s Secret PINK section like she was daring the world to fuck with her. Her father, Greg, trailed behind, cursing under his breath. He’d lost a stupid-ass bet—naming every goddamn Pixies song—and now he was stuck in this neon-lit cesspool of lace and cotton, his boots scuffing the grimy linoleum.Alex had just showered at the gym, her skin still slick, her hair dripping with that cheap coconut body wash that smelled like a tropical dumpster. But the shower didn’t scrub away the raw, feral energy of the court—her eyes fucking burned with it, sharp as broken glass. She zeroed in on a rack of PINK thongs, snatching a pair so goddamn skimpy they looked like they’d disintegrate if you breathed on them: hot pink, strings thinner than dental floss, with a cotton gusset that was more of a suggestion than actual fabric. “These,” she snarled, tossing them at the cashier, some dead-eyed hag who rang them up like she was already half-buried.Back home, Alex vanished into her room, the door slamming like a fucking sledgehammer. Greg collapsed onto the couch, the TV spitting static, the air in the house thick as shit, like something was breathing down his neck. He tried to shake off the mall’s sickly glow, but it stuck to him like sweat.Hours later, Alex sauntered out, her volleyball spandex shorts clinging to her thighs—black, glossy, so fucking tight they were basically see-through, the hot pink thong’s outline taunting him through the sheer fabric. She flicked something onto the living room floor: the PINK thong, crumpled, soaking wet, its strings frayed like they’d been chewed up by something alive. The cotton gusset was stained dark with sweat and grime, smeared with a yellowish muck that made Greg’s stomach lurch. The smell hit him like a punch to the face—musky, primal, a fucked-up mix of coconut body wash, volleyball court sweat, and something darker, like wet earth mixed with sweet, rotting fruit. It wasn’t just dirty; it was alive, burrowing into his lungs, making his head spin like he’d snorted something bad.Alex leaned against the doorway, her spandex shorts glinting under the flickering lights, the pink thong’s outline mocking him. Her lips curled into a smirk that screamed fuck you, her eyes glinting with something too goddamn sharp. “They’re fucking wrecked,” she said, her voice low, like she was laughing at the universe. “Practice was a bitch. Gonna need more.”Greg’s jaw clenched. “Alex, what the fuck? And where’s your goddamn homework? You think you can just skip that shit and leave your nasty-ass laundry everywhere?” His voice cracked, but his eyes were glued to the thong. The frayed strings twitched, the smell growing thicker, sweeter, pulling at something sick and wrong inside him. He wanted to scream, to throw the fucking thing out, but his body wouldn’t listen, his breath hitching as the scent clawed into him.She didn’t answer, just stood there, smirking, her see-through spandex shorts a fucking taunt. The room felt like a furnace, the walls sweating, the air pulsing with that smell—coconut, sweat, and something that wasn’t fucking human. Greg’s hands shook as he grabbed the thong off the floor, the strings slick and frayed, the gusset heavy with that rotten, intoxicating scent. He couldn’t stop himself. He brought it to his face, the smell flooding his senses—musky, sweet, metallic, like a fever dream you can’t wake up from. His mind screamed what the fuck are you doing?, but his body didn’t care.Then, rage kicked in. Alex’s smug-ass smirk, her skipped homework, the way she stood there like she fucking owned him—it was too much. He spat on the thong, a thick glob hitting the stained gusset, mixing with the wet grime. He tossed it back to the floor, cursing under his breath, thinking she hadn’t seen. But the smell didn’t fade; it got stronger, mocking him, curling around him like a noose. Alex turned and walked away, her spandex shorts glinting, leaving the thong there like a fucking landmine.The next day, Alex wore the same goddamn thong. Greg didn’t know how she didn’t notice the spit, the grime, the way it was falling apart. She strutted around in those see-through spandex shorts, the pink thong’s outline glaring through the fabric, wet and clinging like it was part of her skin. She went to volleyball practice, came back, and tossed another ruined thong on the floor—always wet, always stained, always reeking of that same sickening smell: coconut, sweat, and that sweet, decayed earthiness that made Greg’s head swim. Her smirk never faltered, her eyes glinting like she knew something he didn’t.It became a fucking ritual. Every day, Alex would shower, pull on those see-through spandex shorts, and leave a new PINK thong on the floor—wet, frayed, the strings curling like they were alive, the gusset soaked with sweat and grime. And every day, Greg would pick them up, cursing her for skipping her homework, for being such a reckless fucking mess. But he couldn’t stop himself. He’d sniff them, the smell hitting him like a musky, sweet, metallic, rotting, alive—pulling him deeper into something he couldn’t name. He’d spit on them sometimes, furious at her, at himself, but the thongs kept coming, always wet, always reeking, always there.One night, Greg stood over the latest thong, his hands shaking, the smell so thick it felt like it was choking him. Alex stood in the doorway, her spandex shorts glinting, the pink thong’s outline a fucking curse through the sheer fabric. “You’re so fucking pathetic,” she whispered, her voice echoing in his skull, layered with something that wasn’t her. The room tilted, the walls dripping, the thong’s strings writhing on the floor. “Keep sniffing, Dad. You’re already fucked

Seeking a full-time personal assistant and companion, to serve the dark side at the highest level

I will become responsible for a special project carried out worldwide at the top level of theistic satanism. This makes it necessary for me to have a full-time companion , as my personal assistent for various duties, mainly in converting key figures to satanism. I am therefore searching for a dedicated companion. This is not just a partnership; it’s a complete devotion to a lifestyle steeped in freedom, exploration, and ultimate submission, where lust prevails and laws are flexibel.
It will not be easy, at least not most of the times. Your role will be very demanding, but it is also extremely rewarding. You will be in the known and have every opportunity to experience the reward of following the dark path and letting lust prevail without remorse

Age, Background and Availability:
You must be over 35 and available full-time. You have Dutch, Belgium, German or Romanian nationality and no restrictions for travelling e.g. due to past convictions . You have a valid driving license and have had one for at least the last five years. You should not have any dependencies—no children or obligations that would interfere with our life together. Your life before this commitment will become irrelevant, a memory and I want to emphasise that you should have no obligations to anyone. You must be willing to live with me, where you will be respected, but have to be submissive and comply with every request, always, no exception. No is not an option when told to do something. You have no conscious, no empathy, no remorse and preferably are a functional psychopath. Education at bachelor level or higher. Fluent in English. Ideally, you should have some familiarity with theistic Satanism or a willingness to convert, preferably from a baptized roman catholic or orthodox cristian background. You will have to converted if not already a satanist, if you are already a theistic satanist you know what to send in, if not please describe why you would want to be a statist, how you think about christianity.

Sexual Experience:
A history of sexual promiscuity and comfort with anal sex and gangbang scenarios is essential. You should have Chemsex experience with stimulants, preferably slamming, but I am looking for someone without problematic use.You will engage with multiple partners as part of our lifestyle. Al intercourse will be anal. We will record videos for instruction and you must be comfortabel to have sex in public places and churches. You should have no shame whatsoever. If you are on the shortlist of candidas this will have to be proven by letting me fuck you in a crowded place. You wil, have sex when told, with whomever I demand. You will function as a cum collector after which I will savour the cum directly from your ass, which I shall worship and will be my temple. It will be all about your ass, not your pussy, nor your dick if you have one and your looks are irrelevant, although you have to be passable as a woman in public places, because of our mission. You must have tits, not that I care but they are essential for the mission, if you don’t have tits you will have to undergo surgery at our costs, after about a year of service.
Because it is essential I repeat: You can be cis, trans, a sissy, or a crossdresser, but you must be passable as female. A photo showcasing your assets is required. Do not react if not passable in dim lightning, it is essential for your tasks. In that respect a cis woman would be ideal, but I doubt I will be able live with a cis woman, as much as as I Iike feminity, but there have in the past been very few German and Romanian women that could have been a fit. If you are a pre menopausal cis woman we will block your menstruation.

Please respond by June 15. After that date, I will contact the candidates I’m interested in for a personal interview. If you believe you can fully commit to this lifestyle and meet the criteria, I look forward to your reaction. But before you write think twice and be sure that you fully understand what is asked from you.

This is a one-way journey—once you step into this life, there’s no turning back.

This lifestyle is not for the faint of heart. You must not judge lightly and be prepared to think deeply about your decision. It’s a rewarding but intensive commitment for life, as you’ll be actively involved in converting others to our beliefs. you will be treated with respect, but obedience is non-negotiable. Your role will involve worship, particularly of your physical form, and you will be expected to fulfil tasks such as groceries, meal preparation, and welcoming guests. You will not be one off the regular sluts that fuck for Satan, but my right hand, temple and companion, functioning at the top-level.

goddamn, fuck Jesus, expel the holy spirit
Hail Satan, Hail Satan, Hail Satan

When i was 18 i fucked my ex sister in law. To this day ive never told anyone so heres my almost incest confession....

she was 30 at the time and had been my sis in law since i was 6 she had always been a big sis to me. Im gonna leave some specific details out just in case for obvious reasons but ill try to be as detailed as i can. i hope you enjoy i still get off to the memories all these years later.

I was living with my brother and her at the time that he left her. it was out of the blue and they had kids together. I was angry at him over it and she told me i didnt need to go anywhere so i stayed there with her and the kids. Time was moving on we used to smoke weed and take mdma together as we always had done pre break up at the weekends. i dont know if one of her friends suggested i might be interested in her (i wasnt) but we had the chat and she pointed out nothing could ever happen with us. I laughed and told her she was my big sister not to be crazy , i was there to help with the kids which was true. no more was said about it but i guess that planted the seed.

I was a horny inexperienced teen , i think id fucked about 6 girls at that point. She started leaving her dirty panties on the bathroom floor she was never tidy so never thought anything of it but in hindsight couldve been deliberate i dont know. I do know i started sniffing them and jacking off . sometimes id put them on too or cum in them then throw them in the wash basket.

We had a family party for one of the kids and my bro was there. she had it in her head that this was when theyd get back together but i knew he was seeing someone . it was very late when everyone including him left. when she closed the door and locked it she just burst into tears. we were drinking and super high. i hugged her and started consoling her innocently , when she composed herself she said she'd needed a good hug for months i said you can have all the hugs you want tonight and rolled a joint. We took more mdma and sat on the couch with me hugging her somehow we ended up sitting on the floor with our backs to the couch me still with my left arm around her. This turned to us lying on the floor legs locked together if you can imagine .

My thigh was between her legs and we were kinda looking over each others shoulders. i started moving my leg up and down her pussy a little rubbing it with my thigh. i knew i was crossing a line but i was super high and could blame it on that. She didnt stop me! Now i was mega horny and picked it up a little . This went on for about 5 mins and i decided to take the chance . she was looking away from me so i said her name and reached to touch her cheek to turn her head towards me. she just grabbed me and we started making out. i was grabbing her amazing ass and rubbing her pussy with my leg. this went on for a few mins before she came to her senses and stopped. she said we cant do this, your like my little brother and got up and sat on the couch. I followed her up there , leaned forwards, kissed her again and put my hand down her top to squeeze her tit. she let me and then pushed me away . she said I need to be responsible here before this goes too far with a big smile on her face. she said im going to bed. the next morning i went into her room and asked if we were ok. i told her id move back to my folks place if she wanted . she looked up at me , stroked my arm and told me not to be silly. we didnt fuck that time but that was to follow a week or so later. this lead to us carrying on in secret for months. if theres interest here ill carry on . theres enough detail her already that she would 100% know this is about her.

I have a confession and I do not know how to approach my next move.. last Friday I caught my boyfriend using a home made glory hole in our garage that led to more.

So let me set the scene.. we recently had some neighborhood kids messing with our house and we installed a camera system on the outside. I bought an extra few cameras for inside the house as well just in case. I put one in our garage because my boyfriend is always out there building things, working out, watching TV, drinking beers, etc. and I was going to use it to talk to him.

One day he was messing around with the old doors we replaced inside the lower level of our house and I didn't think anything of it. The next day I go to work and I am sitting at my desk and my phone pings saying their is motion in the driveway. I pull up the phone app thinking one of the neighbor kids is getting up to no good again and I was shocked to see a random person's car in the driveway next to my boyfriend's. He didn't tell me he wasn't going to work today.. A few moments later another ping goes off on my phone saying motion in the garage. So I open the app again assuming my boyfriend is in the garage and I was going to ask why he was home. He was in the garage alright and before I could say something, I noticed a makeshift door and wall in the corner of the garage near the door to the outside. Inside this door was about a 3" hole and my boyfriend was sitting there right next to the hole. I gazed at my phone trying to figure out what was exactly going on here. What happened next made me almost vomit at my desk. A cock entered the hole and he started to stroke it.

My boyfriend looked genuinely excited. Zero hesitation what-so ever, as if he has done this a million times. He stroked this anonymous dick in the wall then leaned over and wrapped his lips on the cock head. I watched in awe as he swallowed this guy's load and he smiled afterwards as if he won an award. Another ping went off notifying the driveway camera again. The stranger got into his car, a blue chevy sedan, and left. Not a minute later, a silver ford pickup pulled in the vacant spot. Out walked a man in a black hoodie and hat and entered through the garage door. Garage camera pinged now, and I watched again as my now ~gay~ boyfriend eagerly accept this man's cock down his throat.

I wanted to leave my job so bad and head home to bust him in the act. However I couldn't, especially if I am going to leave him, I am going to need my job to provide for me. I ignored my phone and tried my best to stay focused on my work, holding back the deep pain in my gut knowing what I just witnessed. My phone pinged every 10 minutes until lunch time. By the time I was able to grab my phone and look, there was 14 camera notifications.. 7 for the driveway and 7 for the garage. Each notification came with a 15 second clip, all clips were the same M.O. guy pulls in driveway, gets a blowjob from my faggot boyfriend, then leaves.

I could not think it could get any worse.. but it did. My phone goes off and the next guy started all the same. However a few minutes of blowjob go on, then I hear some murmurs that I couldn't make out, and the door with the hole in it opened. My boyfriend guides the man over to his weight bench, bends himself over, and the stranger gets behind him and starts to fuck him. He got closer to the camera so now I can make out every word they are saying. So much dirty talk.. the stranger telling my boyfriend how he is going to pound his man pussy, and my boyfriend begging to get fucked harder. The stranger wraps both his hands around his neck and begins to choke him as he fucks harder and harder.. this move was familiar to me because I actually get off when my boyfriend would do this to me.

While all of this is going on.. a ping going off again at the driveway. Another vehicle pulls up. A black Cadillac. I switched to the garage camera and there he was, still getting fucked relentlessly over his gym bench. Entered a black man through the makeshift door. He pulled down his pants and my boyfriend took him in his mouth. The dirty talking continued with the intermission of him gargling down a dick, and then he begins to beg to be bred. The man fucking him starts to moan load and he came inside of him. The black guy moved out of the way and I got a good view of my boyfriend, he was bent over still, fully erect, and a huge pool a cum on his gym bench while his cock dripped with cum. Did he just bust from getting fucked??

He scooped the load off the bench and begins stroking the black guy with his load. Then continues to suck him while tasting himself on him. The black man got behind him and began fucking him relentlessly too. Another man entered the garage and began spit roasting my boyfriend again. My boyfriend was bent over taking all these anonymous loads. He had countless loads in his stomach and now 3 in his ass. He is on his back now on the bench and I watched as one after another came inside the garage, then came inside his ass. He had to be getting close to double digits at this point.

The straw that broke the camels back is what happened just after 4PM. A person entered the garage and I knew right when he entered, it was one of his buddies. He was someone that always came off as macho, but deep down inside everyone always thought he was gay. His friend laid down on the bench and my boyfriend slid his dick inside of him riding him reverse cowboy. I watched as huge globs of cum gushed out of his ass onto his friend's cock. There was so much is was pooling up on his friend everywhere, just making a huge mess. His friend announced he was cumming and then my boyfriend said he was too. He got off his friend and proceeded to clean up everything he could from his cock, balls, and stomach. I watched his friend go limp, then slowly work back and erection, as my boyfriend continued clean up duty. He was giggling like a school girl seeing his friend get hard again. Then he goes "do you want to fuck my face?" and his friend stood up, grabbed the back of his head, and shoved himself down his throat. My eyes still glued to the phone, watched as my boyfriend was doing a way better job getting throat fucked than I ever could. He came down his throat, then left our house.

I went home about my business because I am at a lost for words or emotions on how I should react. A part of me hates his guts, but another part of me wants to explore this more with him.

I am a long time lurker, first time confessing something.

The truth is, that I do not have too much to confess, since my sex life has been this vanilla slope, and funny enough, only thing worth mentioning, was my first gf, to whom I didn't even lose my virginity, in a way...

We were seniors in hs, so both legal, and she was this ugly girl, but with a nice body, and great, firm tits, kind of big. From the start she told me she won't have sex before marriage (even though I am old, this was an antiquated way of thinking, even back then). We would make out, she had no problem with me groping her, but only over the clothes. I would try to put her hand on my crotch, but she would back off. It drove me crazy.

One time, I was super excited, so I just said to myself, what the hell, and pulled my cock out. She didn't mind. As she was sitting on my stomach, while kissing me (she was very petite), I jerked off behind her back. She knew what I was doing, since I pressed my cock against her ass in pants, but she did nothing but kissing me, as I pleased myself.

The next step was, I would do it, and she would sit on my cock, while it is pressed against my belly, and slide up and down, until I cum. First time was really tough, since she wore some kind of jeans, but next time, she was this thing, track suit kind of thing, kind of like yoga pants, and it was better, so much so, that she came from all that dry humping.

This went on for a while, until, one time, she came from the dry humping, and I guess her body was just betraying her, so she went down, and took my, already drooling cock in her mouth, and I was done in an instant.

I never got to fuck her, but after that, things heated up, so we would usually just give each other oral. I think the most interesting part of all this was, not just that we were both virgins, hungry for sexual interaction, but the thing that she wanted me inside her, so much, that over time, we did many things just to emulate more and more sexual experiences, except the one we both wanted.

For example, this one time, I was giving her a foot massage, while she was naked on her stomach, and after a lengthy massage, my hands went up, so did I, and it ended up as me licking her ass, while rubbing her clit, until she was done, and she immediately wanted to return the favor, act per act, foot massage, going up... This thing ended up as a deed, I later found out, was colloquially called rusty trombone.

Our relationship ended, when we both went to college. We kept in touch, and were a "long distance item" for two months or so, but since neither of us was able to come visit the other, it ended in a way, that we both just stopped calling each other. Not long after that I lost my virginity to a girl in college, as most of us, at least back then, did.

Never have I ever, after this, had a more intimate relationship with another woman.

I fucking crave my tranny lover's cock like dr**s and I'm a fucking addict. We've come so many times together, I've lost count of the loads we've shared. I was just a 18-year-old, innocent little slut weighing 140 lbs when I met her. She popped my cherry and showed me what a real cock could do. I was always curious about sucking dick, but I was too shy to try it with a guy, so I fell hard for trannies and their thick, beautiful cocks. I saw her ad on CL and BP, so I figured she was legit. It took me a fucking month to build up the nerve to call my first escort. One night, high as a kite and horny as hell, I finally called her and got the address. I was nervous as fuck driving to the motel, but my hunger for cock overpowered any fear. I walked up to the door, and it opened automatically with her hiding behind it. My heart was pounding; I had no idea what I was in for. She revealed herself after closing the door, and holy fuck, a stallion stood before me. A 6'1 blonde Costa Rican beauty in fuck-me heels, a skimpy corset, and see-through panties hugging her thick, hard cock. I sat on the bed, trying to act cool, but my eyes were glued to that beautiful bulge. She noticed me staring, asked for the money, and I handed it over eagerly. Still sitting, she stood in front of me and told me to remove her panties. As I pulled them down, she grabbed my head and fed me that 7-inch, fat cock I'd been dreaming about. I gagged and slurped, loving every fucking second of it. I was finally the little slut I always wanted to be, hungry for her load. She stood me up, and we made out, rubbing our cocks together. It was so fucking hot. She told me to get on the bed, and I mentioned it was my first time. She looked at me and called me a dirty little slut for the way I sucked her cock. She laid me down and started spoon-fucking me from behind, slow at first to let me adjust to her thick cock. She pounded me harder and harder, stretching me out, and then made me ride her cowgirl style. I rode that majestic cock like a little twinky boy toy, loving every fucking second of it. I was getting fucked so good that I didn't want to stop. I started riding her harder, moaning like a little bitch, “FUCK THAT ASS HARDER! I'M GONNA RIDE THIS DICK UNTIL I CAN'T FUCKING MOVE! JERK ME OFF WHILE YOU FUCK ME! OH GOD, I'M GONNA CUM! DON'T YOU DARE STOP!” I blew my load, shooting cum about 3 feet in the air, and it landed all over her. She came like a horse inside me, filling me up with her hot cum. I was leaking cum everywhere, loving the feeling of being used and filled. From then on, we had so many encounters—fucking in residential homes she rented for a day or two, waiting in hotel closets while she fucked other clients so I could have her all to myself. My ultimate fantasy? To be her little fuck toy "husband," used and ab**sed whenever she wants, my ass and mouth always ready for her cock, always hungry for her load