Chapter 9
The guards have come to the realization that you enjoy most of the abuse they've been heaping on you. That led them to start searching out more and more depraved ways to torture and use you, in hope of finding your breaking point.
One of them stumbled across the work of Dolcett on the internet and wondered if they could do it to you.
As much as the idea of impaling you on a spit and roasting you alive sounded like fun they decided they have to keep you alive. Too much paperwork if you die. And besides they're having far too much fun torturing you to have it end so soon.
Instead, they decide that they are going to impale you in the spit and roast you but only for half an hour.
There's a company picnic coming up for the 4th of July so it's the perfect time to barbecue you.
The picnic is being held in a clearing in the woods. It's warm and sunny and all the guards are relaxed, drinking, and happy. It would be a wholesome scene except for the naked sissy slut bound to the trees at the edge of the clearing. Standing, spread eagled, wrists and ankles tied to two trees.
The fire pit has been lit. They're just waiting for the fire to burn down and the coals to get hot.
While you're waiting to be "cooked" the warm summer breezes caress your naked, slutty, thicc body. Your nipples have grown hard, and your pathetic little cock is starting to stir too.
As the fire starts to die down your untied and led to the picnic table and told to climb up onto it. On your hands and knees, ass in the air, they start to prepare you for roasting.
Your hair is soaked and tied up. Herbs and onions are shoved into your boipussy. For flavour. An apple is pushed into your mouth. Not so much for flavour but only to make you look a like a roasting piglet.
They make you lay flat on the table and a large, round, stake is laid the length of your body. Ropes soon secure you to it. A wooden Frame is laid across your shoulders and you're soon bound to it as well. Lastly, a thick, long wooden stake is pushed deep into your gaping cunt and attached to the spit.
The entire time they're preparing you the guards talk about you in the 3rd person. They refer to you as "her" sometimes, but usually, "it".
Two burly guards grab each end of the spit and hoist you off the table. It's uncomfortable, but not quite painful. More than anything it's humiliating. You're a piece of meat, yet again, for their amusement. This time quite literally.
The heat hits you immediately when they put the spit in its rack. A small motor is going to rotate you over the fire, just like a fucking animal to be consumed.
It doesn't take long for the heat to start making you dizzy and light headed. It's also turning you on.
The heat licking at your useless cock with each rotation. The guards laughing at you and enjoying the spectacle.
After a few minutes they break out the barbecue sauce and start pouring it all over your limp body. Covering you, head to toe in sticky sweet sauce. A bottle gets shoved up your ass and the sauce pours in to mix with the other ingredients already inside you.
You've lost track of time. You're hoping you don't have to endure too much more. You can feel your cock and balls starting to singe. Your tits are glowing hot. The pain is becoming almost too much to take. Your screams and pleading are muffled by the apple in your mouth. Not that any of them would take pity and offer you relief.
The last thing you remember hearing, before you passed out, is one of them saying "Three more minutes and then we'll take the meat off the fire."
You're awakened by a bucket of cold water being thrown on you. Every inch of your body feels like it's been sunburnt. To make matters worse you're covered in sticky sweet barbecue sauce.
The guards want to get you cleaned up a little before the next stage of the festivities bit there's no hose to spray you down with. Then a brilliant idea emerges.
You're tossed on the ground, still tied to the spit, and the four dogs that have been hanging around are called over. They quickly begin licking the sticky sweet sauce off of you. Their rough tongues dragging across your burnt body is agonizing. Because you're a sick fuck, you like it. You start to moan and wiggle around to give the dogs access to more of you. Especially your pathetic little cock.
A couple of the guards notice what you're doing and start to laugh. They point out to everyone that you're fucking enjoying it. Everyone agrees that you're the most depraved, filthy, amoral, piece of fuck meat they've ever seen. They're excited about it. It means they can do anything to you. No matter how depraved, degrading, disgusting, violent, or taboo.
While they are chatting about what to do next, one of the dogs lifts his leg and starts pissing on you. The hot stream feels scalding on your burnt skin. It splashes across your stomach and chest. Some of it gets up around your neck and you open your mouth, hoping to be able to drink some of it to relieve your incredible thirst.
Everyone has gone silent, watching in amazement. When the second dog starts pissing on your chest you wiggle around to take it in the face. The hot dog piss in your mouth giving you relief from the thirst and a fantastic thrill at being able to be so fucking filthy. It's at that moment that the last 2 dogs start pissing all over your hard, but pathetic, cock. Your moans of pleasure leave the guards, and their wives, laughing and cheering.
Because it's the 4th of July the guards have brought along a bunch of flags, firecrackers and decorations to celebrate the day.
The dogs have licked you clean and lost interest in pissing on you so everyone is looking for a new amusement.
It's time to do some decorating.
You're untied from the spit and another bucket of ice cold water is thrown on your limp body. As you lay there, dazed, aroused, humiliated, you wonder what fucked up thing they could possibly have in mind.
A kick to the ribs gets you on your back. A couple more kicks and you're spread eagle in the grass.
One of the wives has brought a bunch of small flags. The paper ones with a wooden stick. She wants to shove them in your piss hole. The only problem is you've gone limp. It would be much easier if your clit was hard. It only takes her a moment to figure out how to get you hard again. She drops her panties, lifts her dress, squats over your face and starts to piss. It works like a charm. You can't help yourself. You open your slut mouth and drink it all down as quickly as you can. The shame and humiliation does what it was intended to do. Your useless cock is nice and hard again.
With her cunt still firmly pressed to your face she begins sliding the stick of the flag down into your cock. You're so embarrassed and ashamed at how much you're loving this treatment.
She manages to push two more flags into your pisshole. As she hops off your face she tells you to get the fuck up. You're exhausted and hesitant. A quick kick in the head and a slap across the face gets your moving. Your struggle to your feet.
She instructs you to show everyone how patriotic you are and to start waving the flags. Your efforts aren't even close to what she wants and she kicks you in the ass, over and over, making you stumble around, and making your faggot clit wiggle. The laughter from the crowd is so fucking humiliating and you wonder what the fuck is wrong with you that you love it.
That's when someone suggests that they should tun you into a proper flag pole.
Chapter 10

Having grown tired of watching your futile attempts to wave the little flags jammed in your pisshole the wives have decided to turn you into a “proper” flag pole.

A shovel is tossed at your feet and you’re ordered to start digging. They want a hole two feet deep and 3 feet wide. And you had better hurry the fuck up. Your efforts are decent to being but because of all the abuse you’ve endured so far today you start to tire and slow down. A crack of the whip then the sting as it bites into your ass. You dig faster. Another crack and another stripe across your sissy ass. You don’t speed up digging but your clit starts to involuntarily grow. This prompts laughter and ridicule from the guards, and particularly, the women. They can’t believe just how much of a pathetic, pain and abuse craving, sissy slut you really are.

Before too long the hole is complete. She shoves you to your knees at the edge of the hole, facing it. Turning to one of the other wives she says, “Jenn, bring the big flag and pole over here. We’re going to do this up right. Real patriotic.” She shoves you forward, so that you fall into the hole. Because of the size of the hole only your upper body fits. Your ass is in the air, sticking straight up. Completely gaping and exposed.

As she hands over the flagpole Jenn says, “I don’t think it’s going to fit. It’s way to big.” It’s not going to matter if it’s too big or not. One way or another it’s going in your cunt. Lubed, dry. No one cares.

The fat, wooden, flag pole is pushed up against the entrance to your cunt and pressure is slowly applied. It’s starting to work its way in. You do your best to relax and push out, to get the pole in your cunt without too much pain and tearing. It helps, but there is still so much of the huge pole to go.

She starts to lose patience with the progress and starts shoving harder and harder. Your cries for her to please stop are, obviously, ignored and you’re told to shut the fuck up and take it. You’re reminded that you’re only there to entertain them. Your pain doesn’t matter. Besides, she says, your hard clit says you’re enjoying it. She makes you admit you like it. You have to yell, loudly, for everyone to hear, that you like having the flag pole shoved up your ass.

Jenn starts to help. Between the two of them they’re able to force the pole deep into your cunt. Judging by how full you feel, you think there’s about two feet of hard wood up inside you. You’re ashamed of yourself for being proud of how much you can take.

Once it’s firmly in place a flag is attached to pole. It gently unfurls in the breeze. The wind playing with the cloth makes the pole move around in your cunt, pushing it from side to side. It feels like the wind is fucking you.

Your told that you cannot let the flag fall. It’s disrespectful. If it falls you’ll be beaten unconscious.
The group goes back to drinking, snacking and playing games, leaving you there. An object to amuse them.
After about half an hour you notice the dogs are sniffing around you, curious as to why you’re there. Realizing you’re not moving much they conclude you’re not a person and start pissing on you, like they would any tree, bush or shrub. At first they piss on your ass, because the flag pole is a natural place for them to piss. Eventually though they piss on your shoulders, back and face. Because you’re in the hole it’s really convenient for them to piss all over you.
Everyone sees it happening but there’s no way they’re going to stop it. It’s way too funny. Hell, not only are they not going to stop it, they’re going to join in. For the next hour you endure an almost non-stop rain of piss. All over your back and ass, all over the back of your head. In your face. So much in your face. Each time someone pisses in your face you open your mouth and drink in as much as you’re able. You try to be subtle about it so they don’t see you drinking it but eventually you’re caught. It’s decided that if you’re going to do that you might was well be a urinal for them for the rest of the evening. From that point on all of the piss, and theres so much because of all the beer drinking, is aimed at your mouth.
The sun is starting to fade from the sky. The coming darkness signals the next stage of the days festivities. The fireworks display is going to be amazing this year!

Help this pathetic faggot become Internet famous. I would love to go as far down the depravity rabbit hole as possible.I am here for your abusive amusement please message me and tell me how I could be the lowest possible faggot in the world.

My only goal in life now is to find an alpha man who wants a meth whore to own and use up. I would be completely happy to be constantly slammed and spun by his will and have him do whatever his twisted mind desires to my mind and body. I want him to make money off turning me out, modify my body for his amusement, and break my will to where the only thoughts I have are of how to serve and please my master.

ISSUE-can you permanently delete pics from your computer??

Ok, i am a normal porn loving guy. i come to this fucked up site because i find it amusing. the other day i saw a thread here which says you really can't permanently delete all pics from your computer, and to prove the point it said to download Recuva, which is a highly rated (by CNET)software that recovers deleted pics and other files. it made me NERVOUS. i have seen not just questionable material over the years, but also hard core old. some of it on this site.

i don't save pics. i never do. and i certainly do not save pics of old. but being the cautious guy i am, i have been using Window Washer software for years. it is suppose to permanently wipe clean all traces of deleted files (pics, emails, etc.). So i wondered, was this guy's thread correct? Are there really all these images of old still on my computer? What if the FBI comes knocking (for who knows what reason), or maybe a computer repair guy checks out my computer? if they use this Recuva software, or something like it, will they find illegal material on my computer? in other words, does my Window Washer software really work, or did i get ripped off for $35? one mistake on my part and my life is ruined. so are the lives of my wife and kids. i cannot take chances.

so i downloaded the Recuva and ran it on my computer. i choose the deep scan option. and i choose the option for it to recover only pics as i don't give a shit about emails and stuff. it took about 20 minutes. it came up totally clean. no old. every pic i saw that it recovered were pics that i had seen in the past few weeks since i last ran the Window Washer software.

Listen gang, i do not work for Window Washer. i am self employed. i am just giving you the heads up. if you are into porn, and if you come across questionable material, then you are absolutely CRAZY if you do not get Window Washer software, or something comparable, to wipe clean your hard drive. it's a snap to run. i do a deep clean anytime i come across questionable material. i let it run overnight. i do it on my work computer and home computer. buy the disk so you can load it on successive computers that you will buy over time. it costs less than a tank of gas. do not put it off.

that's my word to the wise, and to all you other shitheads like me.

I confess that this website amuses, shocks, disturbs, and saddens me, but turns to be a guilty pleasure out of strange curiosity. When we are on here, makes me wonder: WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE DOING WITH OUR LIFE? Where do people come up with this stuff, I almost want to do a psychology analysis of this place.

Dear Motherless...can you please not accept any of the gruesome pics that some idiots heartless assholes post...or it will be great if you took them out completely from your website that will be great. Some of you maynot agree with me but this is a great website so lets keep it that way without those horrible pix. and i dont know who the heartless asshole in motherless that approves those kind of stuff.
People i am not talking about the porn stuff, i am talking about the violence, beheade, etc stuff. Some of our memebers or vistors may not agree with me, but its nothing amusing about seeing someone hurting another person, and if you see anything that is amusing about gruesome pix or gifs, then you are one special heartless motherfucker asshole who needs to get help from just about anyone.

I just finished reading Brave New World, and thought it was crap. I don't know what the fuss is about; it's amusing as satire, but it suffers by being way too obvious.

I love looking been the legs of women thinking about how they only have one or two layers of fabric keeping me from seeing their fine pussies and whether they shave or keep their little bushes growing. Then I think about how, if they are wearing panties, it's gusset is rubbing up against their bare pussies... I wonder what their panties look like, plain? lacy? cotton? color? Are they perhaps ovulating or on the rag? Pad or tampon? Did she have sex recently? Is there perhaps a mix of her and her lovers cum drying between her legs? If she's ovulating, is she thinking about it, reflecting on her monthly egg? Some I speculate about whether they may or may not be virgins even, others are proven not to (being milfs).
What does her pussy look like? An tasty bun innie? Lovely expressive flowery butterfly lips? What about their clits? Endless variation and beauties, each a masterpiece of it's own...

I try to peek (down their backs, esp. if they're reaching for something and bending over) when I think it's safe, maybe catching a glimpse of their panties, some times I don't, some times I do... and then I'm usually able to see enough to figure our the color and general type of panties (thongs are usually obvious, and look rather uncomfortable, and I amuse myself thinking about how totally socially suicidal it would be to suggest we make a trip to a near by clothing store to get her some more comfy knickers to be snugly making out with her pussy lips, and maybe a matching bra if she's "kind enough" to let me check the fit and how well it holds her tits).

Of course, I also feel a strong desire and yearning to cum in their pussies, and then think about how they have my cum in their pussies and making a mess in their knickers. Which of course makes me wonder how many of them are on some kind of protection and not, and how many are trying for babies... Looking at those I know have kids, I think that it would be fun to put one of mine in them, of course I'd rather their existing ones be my handy work, but, they're milfs and that's hard without them having prior kids. Also, it would be fun, sending them home with a fertile unprotected pussy teeming with my seed, hopefully one of them entering her egg as she enters her home with a secret in her she'll have to convince is her man's doing. That or her telling me she had to have an abortion because she realize she was preggers, letting me know I had her pregnant for a few weeks or so... of course I'd tell her I'd be happy to knock her up again...
It would be fun, discretely checking her belly for the signs of success, and wondering what's at work inside her womb. Letting her catch me looking, and give her a wink and seeing her reaction, maybe a smile and posing or perhaps and embarrassed look of guilt or just shyness.

But most of the times, all I have time for, is a quick fleeting glance at their clad crotch or their wiggling ass as they walk away or sit down and an inner smile of all I can imagine seeing and doing. It's so easy to get distracted, so tempting... Most of them would probably not take it as a compliment that I'm that curious about their female bits, or how I would love to cum in them, not because I love them, but because I'd love to simply have my cum in their pussies and know it's there inside them exploring their most intimate parts and folds and maybe finding a big price and knowing the feeling of being inside each any every one of them while cumming...

I confess i want to get a nice submissive slut and place her in a cage for my amusement! Something like this: http://pepperfoxxxlatinaabuse.com

Hello gentlemen I pretend to be a woman under a fake name(with sexy pictures on my profile). In fact some of you perves are really funny. I find it very amusing to fuck with your little minds. Many of you are "my friends" and I pretend I have a young precocious daughter.

The best part is I forward all your e-mail to guess who? If you use yahoo, now you know why your account has been closed.
The really sick ones get forwarded to L.E. as well.

I have to sign in now, so I can fuck with you pricks some more (everyone needs a hobby)

Despite the chances of it happening in reality being very low, there are a surprising number of pics on here from people who "found" their "girlfriend/wife/mother/aunt/sister/ex/friend of a friend's phone" just laying around. Not really complaining, but more amusing than anything.

I confess I got hate fucked by an employee.
My name is Alexia and I'm the general manager of a company.
All the staff under me (about 15 people) hate me (probably because I slept with a director to get the job).
This is the story of how one of them got their revenge, and how I loved it.

I had stood up for a date, and was having a drink at the bar and trying not to look too pathetic when I caught sight of one of my employees walking past the window. I carried on sipping my cocktail, before my tipsy mind caught the better of me. I opened up my work phone and found his number. I hesitated a second before deciding not to waste my night (and hopefully not waste my freshly shaved pussy).
'Hey, saw you in town, let me buy you a drink' I wrote on the text, and pressed send.
I'd pretty much given up on a response by the time I finished my drink and I contemplated a taxi and a night in with my battery operated friend. Then my phone buzzed.
'I didn't see you i'm in xx bar, find me and i'll let you buy a round'
I wondered quite how many friends he was out with, but my inner slut screamed 'the more the merrier' as i felt myself begin to moisten.
I made my way to xx bar and tipsily made my way to the toilet. I did a quick bump of coke and checked my makeup. Feeling confident (and increasingly wet) I made my way out to the club to find my employee.
I found him sitting on a couch, he was sat on a couch chatting with two of his friends. I pulled down my top to expose a little more cleavage and walked over.
'So what are you boys drinking?' I asked and made my best eyes at one of his friends.
The group of them laughed, and I knew they knew who I was, but I didn't care as long as one (or more than one) of them were in me by the end of the night.
'three beers' I heard my employee say
'only if you introduce me first' i said with a big flirtatious wink.
he laughed again 'boys this is my boss' he announced
With that I grabbed one of his friends' hands and dragged him to the bar with me. He looked at me dumbfounded and i pulled him close to me, so my tits were pressing into his chest. I could see him looking down my dress as I said
'I'll need help carrying all these drinks', he smiled the knowing smile of a man who knew a sure thing when he saw one and followed me to the bar.
When we got to the bar, I ordered the beers as instructed and a round of shots too and we carried them back to the table. We did the shots and sat around drinking the beers as my employee and his friends made barely hidden jokes at my expense. I would have loved to have been offended, but I confess motherless, the torrent of abuse just turned me on.
When one of his friends got up to go to the toilet, I decided I was going to try and get my first lay of the night. I got up seconds after him and followed him to the bathroom, expecting him to notice me walking behind him, but as I got closer i felt some grab my hand and drag me. I spun to see my employee dragging me towards a fire escape.
He barged through the door and i smiled a wicked smile, knowing what he was about to do. He pushed me against a wall and he his hand was immediately under my dress, rubbing at my clit over my dripping panties. He covered my mouth with his other hand as I moaned and my eyes were rolling into the back of my head as the door closed.
I couldn't have planned this better, this was exactly what I wanted and I had my first orgasm more from the situation than from his hand stimulating my cunt.
My hands were free and I thought about playing along and trying to fight him off for a second, but I knew I wouldn't be fooling either of us, so I pulled him closer and undid the zipper of his jeans. His cock was smallish but rock hard, so I pulled it out, and started to roughly wank him.
His hands left my slit and my mouth and he gripped my dress, he started to pull it down when I squeezed his cock and moaned
'rip it'
he gripped it (and he was a pretty athletic guy so this was hot as hell for me) and ripped the front of my dress open.
I knew then that I was a slut for the night and I had no way of hiding it, he pulled my bra down to expose my puffy big nipples to the cold night air and i moaned again, his fingers pinched and pulled at my nipples as I felt his pre-cum spread all over my hand.
feeling hungry I thought it was about time I took a knee. Normally I'm pretty self conscious about sucking cock, but something about coke makes me crave it like nothing else. i licked the salty tip and before I'd even got my mouth fully around he'd grabbed my hair and was pulling me onto it. He pulled me about halfway down before I first gagged, and he let me out for air. As he did I slipped a hand between my legs and pulled my thong down a little and slipped a finger inside myself. Then i braced and said hungrily
'next time, don't stop'
he yanked me back onto his cock and i managed to get it a little further before gagging, this time he knew what i wanted and started to buck into my mouth as i heaved. i curved my finger towards my g-spot and found myself in heaven as my mouth was being fucked like never before.
As I came for the second time i felt him grab my hair and pull me backwards, i was screaming loudly as he spat in my face i could see he was close to cumming when he pulled me back to standing and turned me around and bent me over. He threw my skirt up over my hips and looked at my ass for a minute.
then he pulled himself close to me and lined his cock against my slick opening.
finally he penetrated me.
'fuck me' i shouted at him over my shoulder and he obliged.
His cock felt twice it's size in my swollen sensitive snatch and he ploughed me good and hard. As my thrid orgasm approached I could feel him begin to twitch, I knew I wasn't on birth control, but my inner slut didn't care.
'cum in me, breed me' i moaned
Sadly he pulled out and kneeled me down in front of him as he stroked his cock in front of my face.
'whore, fucking whore' he said before unleashing his thick cum all over me.
I licked a little off my face before standing up.
I spied the way out of the alley and, to my horny amusment there was a small crowd applauding.
'I'm going home, give me a text when you're done here, bring your friends' i whispered to him, before pulling my dress over me as best i could and walking towards my adoring fans.

As I get older my fantasies are more about mind control than sex. I dream of living in my rich uncle's house which would be mine of course, and to share the mansion with me would be a gaggle of women, all of whom I know or knew at different times of my life. On the day of their arrival I would show them around and explain their house keeping duties and exercise routines. I would lead them to the laundry room, sit them down one at a time, and shave each of their heads while the others watch. The hair would be saved to make proffesional grade wigs. When a girl is good she gets to wear her hair or anyone else's for that matter, which would surely grow into a catty act of disdain for one another. This would amuse me greatly. Late at night the "herd" of baldies would strip for a swim then return to the house for booze, weed, sex, and a wonderful dinner prepared by me. The ladies would not be allowed off the grounds but would shop online for just the right clothing to match each persona. Schoolgirl uniforms, camo and army boots, bondage gear, toddler dresses, office attire, roller skates, and evening gowns. There would be endless video of the girls having sex and pissing on each other with yours truly providing the money shots into each of their faces. Reward, punishment, suspicion, drugs, sex and music. But I am only one man. Occasionally I would ship in some ringers, the finest she-males with the biggest cocks to service my girls.
Eventually, I would choose one girl to make pregnant, and the rest would bow down to her, fighting each other for the privilege of licking her huge belly, nursing on her fresh milk and seeing to her her every need. Once the baby is born, I would sneak away under the cover of darkness. I don't like kids.
Your thoughts?

I get off on girls who degrade themselves by doing disgusting shit for my amusement. Also a big fan of cumsluts who fuck the first time they meet a guy or group of guys and get their holes filled with cum.

A confession? Sure. I am near death but still healthy. I have cancer and it is terminal. I have 4 main confessions for you. One at a time though. Just to gauge interest.
I'm not a typical person, I suppose. For one, I am very tall at 6'5". I am Native American, Cree to be precise. I got married young but like my dad, I'm a flirt. And like my dad, I will be gone too early. Same disease, different types. I weighed about 260 lbs at this juncture. Facebook was relatively new and of course we added it to our tools of communication. Family from long distance, the kids, old friends from school. It is a handy tool.
Like I said, our children were in our contacts. My second oldest had graduated and was killing time till secondary schooling. I was still working at the time and only seen the kids around suppertime.
My presence on FB was a funny one I guess. I posted my thoughts and people thought they were funny. I also posted music from YouTube, songs of my youth mostly. I was quite amused to hear that my daughter (18) and her friends read my posts and listened to my posted music. I was very surprised when one of daughters friends contacted me on messenger.
It was innocent at first, I like to believe. She was big into music as was I. Emm was a beautiful girl. Came from a good family. I didn;t know her parents but I knew of them. If this story has any interest I have a few pics I can share. Tasteful but nude.
One evening I posted some Simon and Garfunkel. Soon enough Emm slid into my messenger. "Would you be my Mr. Robinson?" I lolled back at her. For I was taken aback. Then she sent me a picture of her at that moment. I was floored. She had the most fantastic body. Albeit a little skinny, you could tell she would be an absolutely beautiful woman. We exchanged more messages and she sent me more pictures. It all culminated at a football game. It was planned.
It was at her home.Her parents were at the game too.
As I stepped in she pressed herself against me. It flowed so natural and easy. She was a virgin but knew what she wanted. Or thought she wanted. I ate her for the first 30 minutes. She came twice. She tried to take me in her mouth. It was a fine try. We hugged and kissed, I placed her on top of me. Hands roaming, feeling that body, she's practically writhing on me. Her knees come to my sides and I feel her moist heat on my crotch. My cock jerks in anticipation. She brings her arms in, underneath her body, on my chest. Her butt rises. I place my cock at her entrance. She bares down, mewling and moaning. Such a sexy sound. I break through. We stop and kiss. I hold her head and look into her eyes. I push in more. That face. So lustful.
Despite the head I cum pretty quick. But she is not disappointed. We got together 4 more times after that before she left for Uni. We still talk every now and again. She still loves my posts. She has a new guy. Roughly the same age as me and he seems pretty cool. No hate, only good memories.
Pics if requested.

Hello, everybody!
Finally I made it to come here and join all of You!
Will or would You join me? Well, we'll see...
Not really searching (what?!?), just wanna have nice and easy convos, if possible.
Or something else, who knows.

'Just put a little smile on Your face, and the world is changin.'

And now, precious and appreciated folks, something 'bout myself:

50y in a few days,
and in the meantime knowing approx. all kind of humanoid incompetencies and defincies/inadequacies,
all this being here on earth could make me unsatisfied, not? But no, it doesn't. I just enjoy (with a big portion of amusement) all excesses and insupportable kinds of being human, and of course, what every other human does...
B/c of that, I registered here, for instance, and one of my favourite genres is meanwhile the 'fighting' section. But this means nothing at all.
And so on, have a nice stay and see You later, alligator!

Chapter 3
This isn't a progressive prison. Quite the opposite. They aren't interested in rehabilitation, only punishment. As a result the guards carry a number of different weapons. Non-lethal but still damn effective. And they need to practice with them regularly. Your prescence offers them a unique opportunity to train using a person, rather than manniquins.
You're walked, naked, through the prison and out into the yard. During the walk your slutty fag body is seen by almost everyone. The prisoners taunt you and mock your tiny fucking clit. They promise that if they ever get their hands on you they'll rape you unconscious and cover you in the cum of real men.
Once in the yard you're hand cuffed to the chain link fence. Both wrists and ankles. Spread eagled. You're completely vulnerable. The warm sun offers a small amount of comfort.
The guards explain that they are going to practice their riot suppression techniques on your sissy body, beginning with nightsticks. They already know they can shove them up your boipussy whenever they want so instead they're going to beat you with them. They focus their attention on your titties. They're dying to know if the nice big implants Daddy bought you are as sensitive as real titties. It turns out they are. Repeated blows to your tits rain down. The pain is incredible. Your crying and begging for mercy has no effect on them. The bruising starts to set in immediately. Just when you think you'll pass out from the pain it stops.
The beating only stops because they're moving on to the next weapon, not because they give a damn about your suffering. The guards unholster their tasers and you realize what's in store for you next.
They each take turns shooting the electrified darts into your soft, girly, body and running the electricity through you. You dance and writhe in place. The pain is excruciating and yet your clit is growing. It has a mind of it's own and it's enjoying the humiliation, torture and pain. It knows this is what you crave. What you deserve.
The guards grow bored simply shooting the tasers at you and decide they should hook them directly up to your useless balls and run the electricity into you. The darts are stabbed into your sack and the trigger pulled. Hundreds of volts run through your pathetic balls and throughout your body. Over and over. Your cries only make them laugh. Your begging for mercy only makes them do it more and more. Eventually you lose control and piss yourself prompting howls of laughter. The humiliation makes you blush from head to toe. It also makes your cock start to grow again.
The next weapon to be unleashed is the bean bag shot gun. Bonus points are going to be awarded for anyone who hits your tits and even more points for hitting you in the clit and balls. There's a very brief conversation among the guards about the risk of doing permanent damage but it's quickly decided no one gives a damn. The first two shots hit your tits knocking the wind out of you. The third shot hits your throat making it almost impossible for you to scream anymore. After that each and every shot is aimed at your clit. Round after round smashes into your crotch. Each one feels like being kicked in the balls. Your legs go limp and you're left hanging by your wrists from the fence like a depraved piece of meat.
A bucket of ice cold water splashes over you, snapping you out of your stupor. You can barely feel your clit anymore. Your balls are swollen to the size of oranges.
The next weapon to be used is rubber bullets. They aren't utilized very often on the prisoners because of the damage they can do. No one cares about the damage they'll do to you.
Again, bonus points are available for hitting you in the tits and crotch. This time around the discussion about damage is a bit more serious. It's agreed a direct hit could destroy your balls. The consensus is that if that happens they'll take you to the prison doctor and have him remove your balls completely. They'll turn you into a total fucking eunuch.
The first couple of shots hit your thighs and stomach. the pain rips through you instantly. The swelling and bruising is also instant. As is the perverse enjoyment you're feeling. Your depraved mind has decided you both deserve and enjoy this treatment. As before, your clit starts to grow at the thought.
Inevitably two shots, in quick succession, hit your balls. Your screams can be heard throughout the entire prison before you fall unconscious.
It takes two buckets of ice cold water splashed over your limp body to revive you this time.
The guards examine your almost ruined clit and balls and decide the doctor can, probably, save them.
That being decided they go get the guards that ride horseback and oversee the prisoners working the farm.
Those guards need practice with their whips. They don't get to use them as often as they'd like so practice is always welcome and you're perfect for their needs.
You're unshackled from the fence and turned around, facing it, and reshackled. The two horseback guards flip a coin to see who goes first. The winner uncoils his 8 ft whip and begins swirling it in the air. With a quick flip of his wrist the whip leaps out and bites your ass. Your screams echo across the yard. Another swoosh and the whip crosses your back. Bright red welts form immediately. The burning sensation radiates out across your back. They start coming faster now. Most of them hit your thicc ass, making you dance and quiver and shake and scream. Eventually it becomes so intense you go numb. Your ass is on fire but now you simply accept that this is what you deserve because you're a sissy slut, pain whore.
After what seems like an eternity you're unshackled and turned around again. The bite of the cuffs into your wrists and ankles is inconsequential compared to the pain rushing through your ass and back.
The second guard begins his turn focused on your titties. Your plump, sensitive, titties feel the sting of the tip of the whip. He's incredibly accurate. Hitting your nipples over and over. They all laugh as you cry and beg him to stop. Instead they encourage him. They want to know if he can make you scream even louder.
He's confident he can. He says he doesn't want.to hit your ball because they're really close to being completely destroyed but he's sure can hit your clit.
Turns out he's right
The whip bites into your useless cock over and over.
Your screams carry for miles. As does their laughter. The worst part though, is that throughout the entire whipping, you cock has been seeping cum. And now that they are done they notice it for the first time.
It's then that they realize what they have on their hands.
Chapter 4
The fact that the prison is also a working farm results in some unique opportunities, and challenges, for the men working it.
The farm provides vegetables and meat for the prison.
It also provides sadistic guards with some creative ways to torture sissy sluts.
For example, the guards know your boipussy can take it deep, because they shoved a whole nightstick up your slutty ass, but they got to wondering how fat a zucchini they could stuff in your gaping hole before you passed out or ripped. Turns out the answer is 10 inches before you screamed so loud it could be heard miles away, and then you passed out. What confused them was that you seemed to be enjoying it up to that point.
They also discovered that your useless faggy body could be used to solve practical problems.
The prisoners were running into issues with fire ants in the soil they were working. The guards realized that you could be used as bait.
You were stripped naked, yet again, (At this point it was rare for you to have clothes on at all. Much quicker to rape you if you're already naked) and taken to the farm field. The walk past the prison yard was both humiliating and thrilling for you. So many men wanting to fuck your sweet little holes. Potentially so much cum for you to swallow or be covered by. So many hard cocks for you to suck. All you could ever want. And you wanted them all.
Just before the guards lead you outside the fence they tie your hands behind your back and put a collar around your neck. A rope is passed through the ring on the collar and handed to a guard on horseback. You can feel the hot sun making your big, fat, titties redder and redder.
The horse starts walking forward and you follow along behind. The rider picks up the pace and you have to start running a little to keep up. The heat and the running has you sweating and gasping.
The rider speeds up a bit more and you have to run hard to keep up. The guards in the truck following you, and rider are laughing at the way your clit is bouncing around as you run. They're also laughing at the way your titties are slamming up and down.
Again the rider speeds up. This time you can't keep up, you stumble and fall. They don't stop. You're being dragged through the dirt into the field. The rocks, gravel and dirt are scraping your titties and, especially, your clit. It hurts so good. You feel like an animal and deep down, much to your shame, you're enjoying it.
Just when you think you can't take anymore it stops.
You're in the middle of the field. The fire ant hill is mere feet away.
They flip you over and cut the rope around your wrists. The guards in the truck get out and rummage around in the back of the truck. They pull out four stakes, a length of rope and a hammer.
You lay, gasping, in the hot southern heat. The scrapes all over your body are on fire. Your clit is throbbing, both from the pain, and the shameful pleasure your feeling. Being exposed and used by these strong, cruel men is making you feel more and more like a sissy fucktoy. Completely empty of masculinity.
The guards have pounded the four stakes into the ground around you. Ropes are wrapped around your wrists and ankles and your stretched, spread eagled, as they tie them to the stakes. You're unable to move, except to wiggle a little. Your pathetic attempts at struggle make your clit flop around uselessly which elicits more laughter. They put a burlap bag over your head and tie a rope tightly around your neck to hold it in place.
The guards have been working quickly. They don't want to be swarmed by the ants, that's your role.
One of the guards grabs a long stick and, just for laughs, hits your clit with it, just ot hear you cry out, before heading toward the ant hill.
He begins poking the hill with the stick. The ants come swarming out and all the guards run for the truck. The guard on horseback takes off at a gallop.
The ants don't take long to find you. Crawling over your arms and legs they begin heading toward your scraped clit. Within seconds they've completely cover your useless clit and begin burrowing down into the shaft.
The guards are about a hundred yards away and yet they can hear you screaming, crying, pleading and begging for release. There's no help coming. You're at the mercy of the insects who are beginning to bite your useless cock and push their way into your sissy ass. It's so easy for them to crawl up your boipussy. It's been fucked so often lately it gapes. They march right up you effortlessly.
The intensity of the pain in your clit and ass has distracted you from the dozens of ants devouring your fat, soft titties.
They're everywhere. On you, in you. Using your useless fucking sissy fag body for their needs. As it should be. Your thicc, feminine, slut body exists only for the pleasure of others, and that includes insects.
Because you're a depraved pain slut your clit starts to grow, making it easier for the ants to enter you.
The guards can't believe you're getting hard. They're glad they decided to record the whole spectacle because otherwise no one would believe it. They can't wait to show it to everyone down at the bar.
Right about the time you start to pass out, from the pain and the exhaustion of screaming and crying non stop for almost an hour relief comes.
They need you alive. Damaged is fine but alive. A 2" hose sprays you with a deluge of cold water sending the ants flying. The hose is shoved into your pussy to flush them out. The Icy cold water shoots into your guts with incredible force.
A stick is pushed into the end of your still hard clit to kill the ants inside. The pain of the stick being jammed into your useless cock makes you finally pass out but not before you hear the guards say they can't wait to do this again with different insects.
Chapter 5
The sunlight through the infirmary window wakes you. You're not sure how long you've been there. You feel good though. There's no signs of the ant bites so you figure you've probably been there a few days.
When the nurse comes in you ask her a few questions. Turns out you've been there three days. They kept you sedated and medicated. That didn't stop the guards from occasionally coming in and sodomizing you anyway. Apparently you moaned like a little bitch even though you were almost completely unconscious.
The knowledge that they used your ass for their amusement and pleasure while you slept, without giving a damn if you enjoyed it, filled you with both shame and arousal. You were a human flashlight for three days, for god only knows how many cocks.
You notice that your skin seems softer and smoother. At first you thought it was because of the treatment for the ant bites. You ask the nurse about it. She says, no, they have, in fact, been pumping you full of hormones. She says she's never seen doses that large before. You lift the sheet and look at your cock. To your shock, surprise and shame it's even smaller than before. So are your balls.
You drift off back to sleep feeling more like a girl than ever before.
Chapter 6
Your recovery is progressing nicely after the ant torture. You've been given a break for a week.
The break consisted of only having to suck every cock put in front of you (dozens and dozens) and being fucked repeatedly, all day and night. Usually one at time but occasionally being gang banged. 6 or 8 cocks filling your boipussy with their hot cum. So much cum it would still be leaking out of you hours later.
It's pointless for you to put clothes on most of the time. When you are allowed clothes they are femmy as possible. Short skirts, crop tops that don't really contain your fat titties, garters and stocking and nothing else. Essentially, they dress you like a sissy slut whore.
At this point you're not even sure you remember your own name. You've been called everything but. Fucktoy, cumdump, meat puppet, whore, slut, faggot, sissy, girl, fuckface, useless, pain pig, ant girl, and a bunch more.
It's reached the point where you don't feel right if you're not sticky from cum or your boipussy is empty. It's come to feel completely natural to be impaled on a real man's cock.
Chapter 7
There's a problem down in the barns. One of the stallions is in heat and there's no mare to breed him to. It will be at least two weeks before they can get a mare in to breed with him. He's become damn near unrideable.
The guards have been discussing it and you're the solution. It's even decided that you are going to suck the stallion off. Some of the guards wanted to let it fuck you but.others were concerned it might destroy you. Not that they give a damn about you. They don't. They just want to keep you alive so they can continue to torture and use you. You're a slutty, depraved, amusement for them.
You're marched down to the barn. Almost every guard on staff has come along to watch and record the perverted spectacle. This is filling you with mixed emotions. It's completely humiliating to be forced to serve the sexual needs of an animal in front of a large crowd of people. On the other hand it's a dream come true to serve the sexual needs of an animal in front of a large crowd of people.
The stallion is walked out into the corral so that the guards will have a good view of your depraved cock sucking. They weren't kidding when they said he was horny. His cock is already getting hard and you haven't even touched it yet.
You drop to your knees beside the stallion and tentatively reach out for his growing cock. It's already 18 inches long and it's only half hard. Stroking it makes it grow quickly to its full 3 foot length. It's beautiful.
The guards are growing impatient. They're yelling for you to quit screwing around and start sucking.
You pull the massive cock to your lips and kiss it. Swirling your tongue around the tip produces pre-cum and the horse starts to settle. You stretch your mouth wide to take as much of the massive head as you can into your slutty mouth. To the surprise of the crowd you can get it in your mouth. Sucking as much as you can, tasting the musk, feeling the heat, hearing the guards calling you filthy names is all combining to turn you on. To your shame, and the amusement and disgust of the guards, your clit starts to grow.
A few more minutes of worshipping the big animals cock and you can start to feel it throb. No one has told you if you're supposed to swallow the cum. You decide that if you're going to be the best, most depraved piece of fuck meat you can possibly be, you should swallow.
With a loud grunt the horse begins to cum. So much hot cum gushes into your mouth. Too much to swallow. It shoots out of your mouth, out your nose an all over your tits. Sputtering, coughing and gagging, on your knees, in the dirt, covered in horse cum, in front of a crowd, you lose control and begin to cum too.
The guards howl with laughter and heap verbal abuse on you.
All you can do is hang your head in shame. And pure, perverted, satisfaction.
Chapter 8
You awaken the next morning, still flush with excitement and shame from yesterday's bestiality show.
The memory of your depravity, and the unbridled lust and perversion, makes your cock start to grow again.
You sucked off a horse in front of a large crowd. You savored its cum in your mouth. Your tits were coated in his hot, sticky jism.
Rather than being repulsed you realize you want more.
Unfortunately for you, today's plans don't include the animals.
There's a section of farm land that isn't draining properly and has become swampy. The prisoners don't want to go in and drain the water because it's full of leeches. That's where you come in.
The guards could bait the leeches with fresh pork but why waste good meat when they can use you.
Once again you're marched, naked through the prison and out to the road to the farm. The name calling and abuse as you pass the prisoners is as vile as ever. Rape threats, humiliating comments about your pathetic little cock, reminders that you are definitely not a man anymore. You're a faggy little sex slave for an entire prison and the people who run it.
As you walk through the fields with the guards, toward the swamp the hot sun beats down on your naked body. It occurs to you, and makes you blush, that you don't have to worry about tan lines.
As you approach the swamp you realize it's bigger than you imagined. There's got to be hundreds of leeches in it.
The guards tie your hands behind your back and order you to start walking into the water. You hesitate momentarily. The slash of a whip across your back gets you moving quickly.
Too quickly. You lose your footing in the thick mud, stumble and fall face first into the water.
Your struggles to turn over roil the water and stir up the mud, releasing the leeches and other bugs living there.
The guards yell at you to get further into the water and to get on your back with your legs spread. This time when you hesitate a rubber bullet is shot at you, hitting you square in the ass. The pain is excruciating and the swelling starts immediately. But you move.
You wade into the water and find a spot where you can submerge your body and still keep your head above water.
It only takes a couple of minutes for the leeches to find you.
At first it tickles as they begin to crawl over your naked, slutty, body.
Then they start to latch on. Initially it's on your thighs and stomach. Then it's your arms and tits.
Eventually they find your cock and your boipussy.
As the first one starts slithering up your cunt you realize they're not just going to use you externally. With your hands tied behind.your back there's no way for you to protect yourself.
There are a least a dozen on your titties. Biting and sucking on your nipples, areola, and soft tit meat.
You've lost track of how many have slipped inside your cunt. You can feel them working their way deep inside you. There's so many it feels like a cock. A live wriggling, biting, cock working deeper and deeper into you.
The assault on your cock distracts you from the damage being done to your boipussy.
At least three of them have worked their way into your urethra and have latched on. The pain is unbelievable and your screams and pleas for mercy echo across the swamp. All it gets is laughter and mocking from the guards. They remind you that you're nothing but meat and this is what meat gets used for.
For three long hours you lay in the water, a fucking plaything for insects. The heat and the loss of blood start to take a toll. Your head is getting light. It's about then that you realize that this is your destiny. A sex slave for vicious perverts. Rape meat for horny prisoners. A fucktoy for an entire barnyard full of animals. A piece of meat, so depraved and filthy that being sexually abused by insects, letting them destroy your ass and pathetic sissy cock, feels right.

The EX. Give Your thoughts if they amuse me i may post "moARRR"

I'm quite annoyed with the strange death/killing videos. There may be some people that like it, and by all means...do your thing. However, c'mon. I think the majority of people don't find that..arousing or amusing. I could be wrong ....

I confess that I read these confessions at least once a day. They fucking crack me up. Then again, I'm easily amused.

I keep a girlfriend in order to amuse myself when I don't feel like boning my wife. Today, my girlfriend told me she was pregnant. I think I'm gonna have my wife breastfeed my girlfriend, to make her body extra healthy for the baby. And also because I love to see women milking other womens tits.

HISTORY OF PORN

Much of the short film clips seen here on Motherless are reminiscent of the Old Projection machine known as the Nickelodeon. Much of the fact that it was used for Porn has been covered up today.

It started by projecting "flipping" stereographic cards as you crank the arm of the machine, after depositing a nickel. As tech developed, a motion picture film loop was later added known as the Kinetoscope.

During the time, they even sung a song about it's use and "addiction" (even though it was hidden in the lyric's intent. The song "Music, Music, Music" sung of how "all I ever want to hear is Music-Music-Music" after putting in "another nickel". There is no known instance of "Nickelodeon" being used - as in the song - to imply a jukebox-like device. So the JOY expressed in the song was for what was SEEN within it. As such, even the Song about it later: Some radio stations refused to play the record because of the thought that the lyric "I'd do anything for you/Anything you'd want me to" might be construed as indecent. However, at the time - before the popularity of the song - "Nickelodeon" in fact referred to a five-cent silent movie theater

The meaning of the word (Nickelodeon) has been muddied ever since. In fact, when it was current in the early 20th century, it was used only to refer to a small five-cent theater and not to any coin-in-the-slot machine, including amusement arcade motion picture viewers such as the Kinetoscope and Mutoscope.

Much of the actual history of porn being shown around the world is being forgotten. Actual machines and stereo cards go into private collections. While Hollywood works to maintain and restore old films, original "Blue movies" dry up and rarely get made into digital.

I write this to hopefully inspire that the segment of that history not be allowed to go Extinct.

I find it amusing your in jailbate chat mention about the (government sees your chat conversations) while using a yahoo messenger, you get couple of pm's LOL

This inferior lives to serve and worship real Men! Please use it for Your pleasure and amusement.

So my wife talks shit about me to her best girl friend, nothing new. But she left her phone unlocked today and I went through their messages and saw that they think I'm really stupid and useless around the house. "small things amuse small minds hahaha", "he's gotten dumber" stuff like that. The weird thing is that I'm angry but smugly turned on, it's that normal or is something wrong with me?

Miss Piggy Bethany Stripped for your amusement

originally i came here to wank to other peoples confessions, then i saw some pics, which led me to thinking about a girl i knew, so i figured id share.
i confess i never fucked this girl when i had the chance. i was 17, she was 15. i meet her and her friends at an amusement park. i ended up going out with her friend who ended up being a psycho. the whole time i was dating her friend, we would talk on msn. one night she asked me what my favorite color was, blue pink or black. i said blue and black. she ended up emailing me a picture of her in her panties, all 3 colors. she told me to delete them, but i had them saved on my email anyways.
i confess i deleted them when i started dating my current gf who goes through all my personal info, had she found the pictures, we would have split. i actually deleted all my porn cause of my current gf. i had like 14gbs of porn saved up for 6 years. i also confess to deleting all of it.
anyways, back to this girl. her name is ashley H. for security purposes. you could probably still find her with that little info, you guys are good like that haha. we kept in contact for a while after me and her friend broke up, but never really got together, mostly because she lived 3 hours away, and we had no way of reaching each other.
before when i used to know her, i dont think she realized how hot she was, which is killing me right now, cause shes a fuckign bomb shell now. i made some other accoutn on fb to add her and try and talk to her because she moved away to another province,and had i msged her via my fb, my gf would find it and so on.
ive thuoght about emailing her from my email, asking if she rememebrs me and the pics she sent me. reminding her i didnt send her any in return, and if she wanted to exchange again. id have to be pretty sly though so my gf doesnt find out.
from what i know she doesnt seem to sleep around much from what i can stalk, but i hope she does. she looks like a great whore.
quite frankly, i dont really care what some trolls might think about my rant about missing out on this girl, wether its real or not. it is to me, i just wanted to share is all. enjoy some pics, i'll see if i can recover my old email and deleted photos.
the pic attached is from when i used to know her. i'll add more pics of what she looks like now. hopefully one of you pervs know her.

I confess that I fucked my next-door neighbor last night.

My neighbor is a black girl in her mid-twenties. I'm not normally into black chicks (I'm white, FWIW), but she has a very nice body - big, firm tits and a tight ass. Kind of an ugly face but you can't win them all.

For the past couple of weeks, we've had an ongoing dispute that was beginning to get heated. The dispute was more on her part, with her accusing me of things that didn't make sense and me having no idea what she was talking about, thinking she was insane and getting increasingly pissed off. Yesterday, she realized that she was wrong and came over to apologize. We talked for awhile and the conversation drifted on to various other topics, so I invited her to stay over for supper. She actually started being flirty with me and, though I still thought she was kind of bitchy, I decided to go along with it since I hadn't gotten laid in awhile.

Since I didn't really give a crap what she thought of me, I escalated a lot faster than I normally do and within a few hours, I had her face in my lap and her mouth wrapped around my dick. She had good technique, coordinating her hands and mouth in a nice rhythm that had me ready to cum within a few minutes. I kept as quiet as possible until I was just about ready to shoot off, then put my hand on the back of her head and held her in place while I pumped my load down her throat. Normally, I'd warn a girl before cumming in their mouth but, fuck it, she'd been a recurring nuisance in my life and had earned a little surprise sperm. She swallowed it all though.

Before she could say too much, I spun her around, sat her down between my legs and quickly put one hand down her pants and the other up her shirt. I didn't waste any time being gentle, just shoved my fingers inside her pussy and started rubbing and squeezing her nipples. Her pussy was soaking wet and clenched nice and tightly around my fingers as I slid them in and out of her, rubbing her clit and occasionally bumping against her g-spot. She pressed her back against me and squirmed against my hands, moaning and gasping. I pinched her nipples hard and her pussy gripped my fingers even tighter. I was starting to get hard again, so I switched to focus solely on her g-spot and had her writhing against me. She came in a matter of minutes, squirting and soaking her underwear and pants, drenching my hand.

While she was still trembling from her orgasm, I pushed her forward onto her knees and bent her over my coffee table. I put on a condom (safety first!) and shoved my dick into her cunt. Her pussy was amazingly tight and squeezed around my dick from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her juices dripped down my balls as I pushed into her; so hot. I drew back slowly and then shoved it back into her hard, making her gasp. After enjoying the feel of her pussy for a few seconds again, I picked up the pace and started pounding her as fast as possible. I held her wrists down against the table and banged her with as much force as I could. I'd never hate-fucked a girl like that before, but it was quite an enjoyable sensation - pistoning my cock in and out of her, the table shaking under her, hearing her gasps and moans with each thrust. Between the desensitizing effects of the condom, and having cum once already, I was able to fuck her like that for a good long time. I even slapped her ass a few times and covered her mouth once when she started getting too vocal. Finally, I slammed my dick into her one more time and came again. I pulled out of her, took the condom off and squeezed my jizz onto her back to dry.

She didn't stay the night, fortunately. I got a last bit of amusement watching her quickly dash back to her apartment with the crotch of her pants soaked. Before she left, we exchanged numbers and talked about hooking up again in the near future. Not going to be dating her or anything like that, but she makes a good receptacle for my cock and I wouldn't mind fucking her on occasion.

I confess that I am a really slutty whore who wants to post degrading pictures of myself to the Internet for your own amusement. How can I amuse you Internet? What video should I make next and how horrible should it be? Do your worst!

Have you ever noticed that the vast majority of girls that are readily to be sexually exploited are old, fat, ugly, on drugs and/or have some type of disability? Like you'll never find a hot chick that you can as fuck for an amusement park pass or for a $200 loan.

If you can read this whole story without laughing, then there's no hope for you. I was crying by the end. This is a so called actual account as relayed to paramedics at a chili cook-off in Texas.

Note: Please take time to read this slowly. Read it all. Do not skip any sections. Do not skip ahead.

Pay attention to the first two judges, the reaction of the third judge is even better.

Note: For those of you who have lived in Texas, you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili Cook-off around Halloween. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the San Antonio City Park.

CHILI, TEXAS STYLE !!!
Note from Frank: "Recently, while visiting Texas (I'm from Springfield, IL) I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original judge called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table, asking for directions to the Coors Light beer booth, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that even though I was inexperienced as a Chili taster, the chili >wouldn't be all that spicy. Besides, they told me, I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted and became Judge 3.

Here are the scorecard notes from the event:

CHILI # 1 - MIKE'S MANIAC MONSTER CHILI
Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 -- Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.
Judge # 3 (Frank) -- Holy crap, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.

CHILI # 2 - AUSTIN'S AFTERBURNER CHILI
Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.
Judge # 2 -- Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.

CHILI # 3 - FRED'S FAMOUS BURN DOWN THE BARN CHILI
Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick.
Judge # 2 -- A bit salty, good use of peppers.
Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting {censored-faced from all of the beer.

CHILI # 4 - BUBBA'S BLACK MAGIC
Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.
Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the beer maid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. This 300 lb. woman is starting to look HOT ... just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chili an aphrodisiac?

CHILI # 5 - LISA'S LEGAL LIP REMOVER
Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted, and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really ticks me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw them.

CHILI # 6 - VERA'S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY
Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers and garlic. Superb.
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, >sulfuric flames. I crapped on myself when I farted, and I'm worried it will >eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my butt with a snow cone.

CHILI # 7 - SUSAN'S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI
Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. **I should take note that I am worried about judge number 3. He appears to be a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt. Atleast during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing. It's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.

CHILI # 8 - BIG TOM'S TOENAIL CURLING CHILI
Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted, passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. Poor feller, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili?
Judge # 3 - No Report

How I became a cross dressing Sissi
I was living in Leiden, Holland with Jolanda. I knew she was bi and it didn't bother me that sometimes she would sleep over with a girl friend. Sometimes she would have a girlfriend or two stay over as well. I was very tactful and gave her the space she needed when she needed it.
One day while she was out I was looking for something in the bedroom and I opened a drawer which contained some girlie underwear. I started to hold things up to take a look at them.
I make no secret of the fact that I often desired to try some things on. Jolanda even suggested I try it but I was always too shy.
Well this time, being alone at home I started to try things on. Bras, panties, stockings, garter belt, dresses. I'd try one thing and pose in front of the mirror, then try something different.
I found a nice pink and black bra and pantie set and put those on, still wearing the stockings. I also found a blonde wig and tried that too.
I put on some music and got very carried away doing a sexy dance in front of the mirror. Seeing myself like that caused me to become very aroused and I got quite a boner and I played with it a little adding a touch of moisturizing cream making it very shiny.
I hadn't heard the front door and I wasn't even aware of the fact that Jolanda and a friend of hers were standing in the room watching my every move. The song came to an end and they made their presence know by applauding.
For me it was a big shock and I hurriedly searched for something to cover myself with.
Jolanda approached me and snatched away the towel I'd picked up and said. No, don't cover up. Let's take a look at you". I was made to stand with my hands by my sides as they both inspected me. They were both having fun choosing different combinations out on me.
Eventually they had me dressed like a french maid with an apron and a head piece.
Once "dressed" I was given some chores. I had to serve them with food and drinks.
Later that evening, after a few drinks I was summonsed to the table. They were both a little drunk.
Jolanda's Lifted up my dress saying that Elaine was a little curious about the bulge she was seeing and she thought it would be more amusing for her to have a better look
My hard cock had certainly protruded above the elastic of the panties and Jolanda pulled them down to my knees
"Nice isn't it"
"mm yes, very cute" Elaine replied. Then looking at me asked "May I feel it"
Jolanda spoke up saying "Don't ask him, ask me, He's my maid" Then to my surpruse she picked up the whipped cream spray and squirted it over the end of my dick. "There you are, you can have more than a feel" she laughed.
Elaine started to lick all the cream away then took the tip into her mouth and started sucking.....
I'd love to tell more but out of time. will continue if requested
I love to chat with girls. I have msn, yahoo and facebook. Please send me your addy if you'd like me to add you

I confess, i get an awkward yet amused and excited emotion when im in the chicks section of motherless, and find a post that has a picture of 4 girls i know posted by someone who is not me! hahaha

I confess. I piss on peoples feet at the urinal because i dont like anyone. If your foot ever goes to my side of the divider your getting a piss stain on your shoe. been doing it for years and i call it yellow footing. it is quite honestly the most amusing thing that i can do. The best part is 99% of people never notice and i just laugh like the asshole that i am.

Isn't she a really classy representative for her gender?
I mean, look at those intelligent eyes, the glistening complexion,
the attractive look of coy amusement in her face.
Shouldn't this make you respect women more? Does it? Huh!?

When my girlfriend made employee of the month the manager and I decided to do something extra special to celebrate and really let the customers know who she is! To our surprise she was not amused

I'm 38yo male. I did an undergrad, an msc and a phd. I work as a researcher at a uni, and teach undergrad and msc courses. I heavily fantasize with choosing a shy, Smart, tall, flat chested barely legal student and call her for a meeting to offer her extra crédit if she helps with a research project. And have her do something inappropriate and tell her it's on cam and blackmail her into total submission. Forcé her to do cocaine from My Cook and snort coke from her pussy and flat chest. Have her fist her ass and deepthroat a dildo for My amusement. Have her to verbally degrade herself all the time. Put a remote control vibrator on her pussy and play with her during class. Facefuck her tilo she gags and chokes. Tie her up and put clothespins on her nipples and pussy and spank her pussy, choke her, slap her, spank her, spit on her, totally own her. Have her be addicted to cocaine and cum and to beg for My attention. Full her ass with cum and have her take it out with her fingers and eat it up, gargle and swallow. And the other way round, deepthroat her till throatpie but have her not to swallow but to keep the cum in her mouth, play with it, spit it on her chest, pick it up with her fingers and fist her ass filling it up with cum.
Have her write on her body "property of" My name. Film and photograph everything and tie her up yo a chair and forcé her to watch it again.
In short, i'm a prof that wants to totally derail a young student. So far it's under control.

Board liying bed wanking my hard cock.. somebody amuse me ;)

Duel confession, I'm amused and impressed. My sister in law was having an issue with some neighbor boy(s) peeking in her window. She lives in a rural area so the only real light source is her front and back doors. She has a deck that wraps around the corner of her house and just inside that sliding door is one of those soft side hot tubs. Get the picture?
My wife asked me to help her sister out and install a motion light. I set the sensitivity so anyone close to the deck would activate the light. I warned my sister in law that deer could also trigger the light so not to be alarmed. Sure enough she caught deer coming in to graze on her shrubs and bushes. She told us the light came on a few times when she was in her hot tub, so I wasn't sure if the boys got chased off or it was deer either way she felt better.
Got the idea one day to turn the switch to the light off and see what was attracting the young guys. Parked down the road on a 2 track and walked to her house. I discovered I could stand by the corner of the house and peek around the corner and see the kitchen. Saw the sister in law walking around in a t-shirt with a glass of wine. As she walked into the room with the hot tub I walked over near the sliding door and saw her set the wine down and pull the t shirt off and get in the tub. Have to admit I was impressed and surprised at her body. She's tall and thin like my wife but her breasts are much bigger and her pussy is shaved. Over this past summer I tried to go over there once a week for a show and she didnt disappoint. Most of the time she's on her phone. Caught her taking selfies and even masturbating. I'm positive she has no idea I'm there. I always go back the next day and flip the switch back on.I have to admit I've jerked off watching her.

I confess nothing amuses me more on this board than sanctimonious Christfags talking their stupid religious crap. They don't seem to realize that, by virtue of being here in the first place, they're in no position to talk shit about anybody else. But I guess self-awareness has never been a prerequisite for admittance into the Christfag club.

I don't see very many authentic seeming confessions on here, so I'll offer one.

When I was 14, my mom got me a massage for my birthday. It was a totally legit massage, of course, and my mom came with me to the spa and got one for herself.

At this point I was a virgin, and constantly horny, jerking off at least once a day. My masseuse turned out to be a fairly attractive young woman in her mid-twenties. She was very sweet, and took things slowly knowing that it was my first time.

She left the room while I got undressed and got under the sheet. She returned to the room and began massaging me. I started on my stomach, and as soon as I felt her hands on my back, my hard on was poking into my tummy. Things didn't get easier when she started working my back, which required her to rock her hands back and forth on my back, rhythmically grinding my cock against the sheets.

By the time she asked me to roll over under the sheet, it was all I could do to keep from cumming. I was thinking about baseball, my grandma, algebra, anything to make my hardon go down, but nothing was working.

When I flipped over, I was making a little tent under the sheet. The masseuse politely pretended not to notice. She then began to wrap the sheet under my thighs by pulling part of it off my leg and tucking it under, so that she could massage my leg without exposing me.

But as soon as she began pulling the sheet, it slid smoothly across the underside of my cock, and this was too much. I let out a slightly panicked groan, and preceded to empty the considerable contents of my balls onto my tummy and into the thin sheet, on which a dark patch blossomed.

I know she was doing the best she could not to embarrass me, but the giggle the masseuse let out was withering. It was the giggle you give when a little kid does something wrong in an amusing way.

My face was scarlet, and my eyes were welling up with tears. "I'm sorry..." I mumbled, trying not to let my voice crack. She saw my distress and apologized, the giggle mostly out of her voice "these things happen, sweetie. It's totally normal." I know she didn't mean to, but she was no longer talking to me like a high schooler, but like a little kid.

As a few tears ran hotly down my face, she comforted me. "Don't worry, honey. This is our little secret." She ran a wash cloth under hot water, and with out warning peeled back the sticky sheet, revealing my now shrunken cock, and my thin dark pubic hair, sticky and matted with my cum. She began wiping it up with the hot watch cloth, even wrapping it around my cock and stoking it up and down a bit.

She asked if I wanted her to finish the massage. I sniffled a bit and nodded yes. She proceeded to give me a full rub down, now entirely on my bare skin (she'd thrown the sticky top sheet in the laundry bin). I got hard again fairly quickly, but she was careful to avoid stimulating me again. By the end of the massage, I was feeling a lot better.

When I got back into the lobby, dressed once again, my mom asked me if the masseuse had done a good job. I nodded yes. My mom left a big tip. When the masseuse saw the tip, she smiled at me and winked. I almost came again right then.

This isn't the most exciting story on this website, but it has the merit of being true!

Last year I had an arrangement with my son's coworker. His summer job was an amusement park. We have one of those early 90's conversion vans with  all the plush chairs and a fold down queen in back. I'd drop him off,  park in back by the trucks, and eat my breakfast sandwich. Sometimes I'd game on the xbox, or I'd link my phone to the screen and watch whatever. My son introduced me to Ava. 19, Latina, really cute but they're not into each other. She's in a different land in the park, later shift. She started tapping on the glass when I parked. She'd climb in, we'd game. At some point the arrangement happened. She'd flirt, I'd flirt, soon enough it was a few twenties that led to  topless edging and teasing that led right into a tongue and hand job and finally amazing head. She was 19, not even half my age, blowing it down her throat was incredible. Saturday morning was my highlight right up until winter when the park closed.

So yesterday, I drop off my son, park, start up Xbox and start on my breakfast sandwich and the glass taps. It's Ava. She jumps in. Lots of talking, lots of catching up, I didn't want to bring up  last year. 15 minutes in her hand starts to rub my leg and she brings it up. I was honest, I didn't know she'd be back today. I'm game but I don't have any cash. She laughs saying I'm lucky because she's horny. Clothes come off and she's just like I remember. Huge tits, lots of tongue, and titty fucking, and teasing. She comes up for air, keeps stroking, and pulls a rubber from her purse. I'm kinda sad, knowing I won't blow it in her mouth,  We never had one on before, maybe it's a new rule. As I'm thinking about it, she straddles me. I'm not huge, but I'm big enough to satisfy my partners. She was super tight, had to take it really slow. I kept gently edging her clit while she slowly slid me in. It started slow, got better as she relaxed, and when it finally picked up she started crying. I felt her tighten a few times, moans in my ear, clearly enjoying herself. I just kept pounding, taking her to the next wave. When she finally slid off, exhausted, she slipped the rubber off and started sucking between her tits. That's what I remembered from last year. Nice, sloppy, deep. She came up for air at a bad time. That suction pop, and her face was right there. I painted her face, 5 thick loads just dripping all over. She starts laughing. I ruined her makeup. She can't go to work with a cum face. I put my dick back in her mouth, let her suck the rest out. Honestly I didn't care, I just fucked a 20 year old past her limits and painted her face,  I laughed knowing I didn't need the condom, that's what her mouth was for.

So here's to next Saturday. Finally looking forward to it again.

I think my Master just wants me crazy.. we do know it’s not just kink that keeps Him around.. it’s something else He likes with me besides tormenting my body and my mind having it both grasp for His touch.. He checks my account but doesn’t speak with me watching me here struggling to offer something kinky like it’s the only thing that gets His attention.. may I say without consequence that I loved when I do amuse You and that now I miss Your energy to inspire me and my creativity… it’s the truth, don’t blame me for that, i mean I do corrupt for You but it’s like I do it and it’s something lacking it’s probably lacking of Your taking advantage of it in playful evil tasty way besides Your attention of course.. and I do want to jump and do something that would make my Master very happy and turned on … ohhh but howwww when whatever I might come up with lol You’ll just be stubborn and peek without saying a word.. I wonder what would earn me a little just a little attention to keep me on my toes? 

I wonder how much my Sadist wants me starving and how much I need to beg Him for a bit of mercy.. and is that much amusing and do I serve with my starvation like before..  I don’t misbehave like we do.. i did tho made a pic with her topless.. thinking if I payed for my jump maybe a playful detail might change Devil’s energy just a bit and He decides to let His slave keep that last straw for air.. I can’t post here her pic…

I'm 18 and I work in a supermarket. For the last 10 months, these two old girls keep coming into the shop. At first their flirting was amusing, but now it's just starting to piss me off because I want to fuck them so bad.

These girls are about 14 15 or 16. There's two of them and they are most likely sisters or cousins. They come into the shop on the same day at least, first thing, sometimes with their parents, and then they come back on their own 2 hours later.

I just want to fuck them so bad. One of them is a short little blonde who just looks nasty, she's been teasing me for months and she's probably the older of the two. But her sister, she's so fucking thin and taller than her which I like. She doesn't realise she's sexy. She's got long black hair, she wears yoga pants and a skin tight top, her tits have got bigger over the last few months. She's got blue eyes and she constantly teases me, she walks past me and winks when i'm on a till, but she never comes over to talk to me.

It's really starting to get to me, im not so fussed about the blonde one but this little bitch whos like 14 is starting to really get to me. I hate that I'm 18 now I should of smashed her at 17 and i'd still get away with it.

What would you do in my situation? Keep in mind I don't actually want to loose my job.

I confess to being mildly irritated and amused at the "disclaimers" that frequent users pages. I've added my own annotations (in yellow) to a commonly used "disclaimer" being posted by users of porn sites:

Disclaimer: WARNING: (that means this is serious legal business! uh oh!) All individuals and/or institutions, including local, state, federal, and international law enforcement agencies using this or any other adult friend finder site, or it's associated sites, for projects and/or investigations--(that sounded professional! Must mean it's true right?) You do NOT have my permission to use any of my profile information, pictures, videos, blogs, or stories in any form or forum both current and future, but if you do I know I have no right to complain, as this is the public internet. If you have, or do,it will be considered a violation of my privacy, and will be subject to legal action, though I should realize that any legal action would be thrown out as soon as I can say "waste my money on legal fees and frivolous lawsuits." All images, unless otherwise noted, were taken from the Internet, and are assumed to be in the public domain, as is this page. Boy, whomoever wrote this sure was retarded.

I confess that when I’m waiting in line and about to lose my shit because I hate waiting, I start running calculations in my head. Like… How many ass fucks for money it would take to buy a new car? And when I sat in my new car, would I grind my ass into the seat and laugh when I remember how I paid for it? Or… How many guys could a woman feasibly fuck in a day before she got too sore to continue? How many in the pussy? How many in the ass? I used to hate waiting in line. But, these sorts of brain teasers make it amusing.

I Confess i still think about my ex girlfriend almost every day, despite being married for 14 years and counting, and it is 17 years after my ex and i broke up.

I met her in 2006, after visiting a friend of mine, who celebrated his birthday, and she was his neighbor.
We started off really weird, because after thay b-day, that friend of mine asked me if he could come along with me to a swingersclub. although a bit weirded out, i said yes, and when i picked him up, she was there as well, asking if i wouldnt mind if she could join the fun as well.. She said she was 18, *( i was 21 at the time) and at the club they never asked so all was good despite losing a date at that club with a much older lady. The evening went well, fucked a bit, and went home.
A week or so later we met again, and went out to a regular club, had much fun, and i brought her home.. she asked me if we were boy/gf now and if i liked so see other chicks, she would not have a problem with that (indicating she wanted an open relationship) naive and totally not ready for such a relationship i said i liked her and her only, and i could not help noticing she was a bit dissapointed, but went it it.
From that point on, until the day of the breakup (Dec 31, 2007) we had sex every single day, at first a bit vanilla because i did not want to hurt her, but she was a big girl and said she wanted me to be a bit more rough with her, so i did.. and from that moment we had the most awesome sex, wild, rough, i would not have to held back with roughness, and after a few months, we discovered she was a heavy squirter. The downfall came because i pussied out when she wanted me to choke her, like passing out kind of choking. Affraid of accidentally k*lling her i just could not do it hard enough, so after a while she started to hang out more and more with this dude who was really into this kind of stuff, and i caught her cheating in a pretty horrible way. A few months of struggling (pun intended) went by and she broke up with me at a party on new-years eve.

I saw her a few times after that, with years in between.. the last time i saw her was 2017 or 2018. We catched up a bit, bringing back memories and she asked me if i still had all these pictures and videos of her and me, and if i could swing by sometime to give her that material as well. So i did, only to find out she just met this new guy and he was not amused.. The last time i talked to her was 2020.. she was single again, and i tried to talk to her online, and she started a fight with me for talking to her again, which i really did not understand why she did that. I just can not close the book on her and, it feels like unfinished business but i know i should leave her alone (which i do).

If you have to pick one... I know it's tough, which would it be?

Also, please amuse us with what you would do to them. Holes, positions, etc etc

EDIT: This has been resolved.

We will have the movie seeking issue fixed this week. we're sorry it's taken so long. It's just a strange bug with our JW setup and the new version of FLASH.

thanks for understanding or amusing bitching.

DEWEZ

Idk what hurts more, tongue piercing or that my Master wasn’t around for that to happen, or not giving me His attention even when I push boundaries for His amusement. He stayed passive and looks like he doesn’t even check a bit. And vulnerable little slave just wants to earn to know. Because this touch in every weakness I have towards Devil. May I please earn Master, if I haven’t?
Will You please remove this emotional pain? I beg You, pretty please. I’ll be a good girl Master

My sissy self being amusment

Huge confession. I want my girlfriend to fuck my ass hard with a strapon. REALLY HARD. I know she will HATE the idea, but I respect her and love her so I'm not bothered at all. She knows and loves that I'm bisexual and she's seen my toys so she knows I'm definitely into it. I love her so much that I'm okay with her not ever doing it, but I wish she would open up to the idea because I think she'd find it hot, and if nothing else - amusing! I just kinda hope that someday that barrier gets broken.

Has anyone had a similar situation come up? What do I do?

Last night we ordered room service to the hotel room. Afterwards, my wife wheeled the room service table out to the hall completely naked in her typical exhibitionist style. As she enters the hallway, she says to someone in mock apologetic tone 'Oh, sorry!' to which the amused guy replies 'You have nothing to be sorry about!', and then from the other end of the hall another guy chimes in 'Nothing to be sorry about from this side either!'

Guess a couple guys got a vivid deposit to their wank banks!

MAY - JUNE 2022 VOTE

As some of you might remember my owner had me post a poll not too long ago deciding if I am allowed to cum.

many have been asking if that is going to happen again and well... it's the time! my owner had decided to leave the fate of my orgasms in all of your hands!

This will work similar to the last vote but I will post the detail again for any who don't remember

this will be a special vote because of the timing

The voting process will start now (obviously) and votes will be accepted until May 9th UNLESS we can get 50 votes before May 1st. if we can get those votes in fast we will stop the count early! (which may mean more time to drip for me... *blushes*

The results on this vote will then take effect on the 1st or the 9th depending on if we got the 50 votes and last straight through until June 9th which is my birthday...

At this point, if my owner is merciful I will get a birthday break... and if not you might all get to vote and decide on if I get birthday orgasms or have to keep dripping for all of your amusement throughout my birthday month!

TO BE CLEAR THESE POLL RESULTS WILL NOT TAKE EFFECT UNTIL MAY 1ST or MAY 9th!

- NO VOTE result will mean I am not allowed to cum at all until JUNE 9th

- YES VOTE result will mean that I am allowed to cum tho I will of course need to ask white persons permission each time I do it

So please vote below and decide my greedy drippy cunts fate for the upcoming month!

YOU get to decide if I will be dripping or cumming, if I will be squirming or squirting.

I will just have to live with whatever you choose!

P.S.
My owner again has asked me to encourage you to read my forum signature below before voting

After turning 18 and having been with my first man I went looking for someone else. I remembered Carl, he was someone who worked at my mothers firm. I hadn't seen him in over a year and didn't know if he still worked there or not. I figured I'd go see if he did, so I popped into her office one afternoon, told her I just came by because I was in the area. I didn't have to look for him, he came over to me minutes after I got there. Haven't seen you in a long time, he said coming up behind me. I knew he would be my best bet, when I was younger he use to make little advances towards me and even asked me one time when I was going to be 18. I knew what he meant by asking but, being underage I knew I didn't stand a chance at him doing anything. I talked to him for a little bit and he went off back to his office. As he walked away I watched him walk off, at one point he turned and smiled at me and I smiled back of course. I had hoped his looking back meant what I thought it meant. I hung out with my mom for a little bit and told her I was going to go walk around and see some of the people I had gotten to know in the past. She didn't care and was busy anyway, always working. I headed straight to Carl's office and knocked on the door. Hey there, I was hoping you'd stop by, he said and invited me into his office. I went in and sat down, I see you've just got better looking with age, he said sitting back in his chair. Yeah, I just finally turned 18, I said sitting down across from his desk. I could tell he was happy to hear that, he sat up in his chair and began chatting with me. We talked for a while and he began commenting on my body, how fit I looked and how I still looked so young, much younger than eighteen. I got that a lot from people. I complimented him and said he looked really good and still very attractive. "You think so?" he asked, I told him yes and he replied by saying if I saw him naked I'd go blind. I laughed and told him I wouldn't run away. That really got his attention and he bluntly said, I hope you'd be naked too. I probably would be if you were, I replied. I really didn't think this would be this easy. Carl replied, do you want to? I had to ask, get naked with you? He sat back in his chair, yeah with me, I'm sure we'd have fun. Sounds like fun to me, I'd like that, I said grinning at him. He asked if my mom still knew I was there, I told him yes and he asked if I wanted to go somewhere with him. He didn't tell me where but, I said yes. Carl told me most of the third floor in the building was empty and I should follow him, but not too closely, he would take me upstairs to somewhere private. I followed him through the office, I don't think anyone saw us, but I still kept my distance from him. He made his way to a stairwell and I went in​ moments after him, he was gone and I made my way up the stairs where he was waiting with the door held open for me. Second door on the left, he said pointing towards the door. I went ahead and went through the he door, Carl came in behind me and locked the door, motioned for me to follow him and we went through another door, he locked that one behind us too. It was a small storage room with a bunch of office chairs inside of it. No one will bother us here, he said putting his arm around me and began to rub my chest. I hope not, I replied. He kicked off his shoes and pulled up my shirt to take it off. He quickly took his pants down and his cock was pitching a tent in his boxers. He tugged at my shorts and I took both them and my underwear off in one motion while kicking my shoes off too. Don't forget your socks, he said and I took them off too. He turned to sit down and pulled his boxers off before sitting. He had a short and fat cock, it wasn't what I thought it would be but, it still looked damn good. Do you want to sit on it? he asked waving it at me. I don't think I can dry, I replied. We can take care of that, he said waving me over to him, you can get it wet and I'll take care of you. I'm sure we both knew we didn't have too long to be missing, I knelt in front of him and began sucking his cock. After a few sloppy wet minutes of sucking his cock he turned me around and bent me over. Stay just like that, he said. Carl spread open my butt cheeks, spit between my cheeks and rubbed his cock through his saliva. He didn't say anything when he pressed his cock against my ass and pressed it into me. You okay? he asked when his cock was fully pressed inside of me. I'm good, I said giggling, I couldn't help laughing. When he asked why I was giggling I told him, I didn't expect this when I came there. He was amused by that and made sure I was okay being with him. I assured him I was, with his cock still in my ass, which seemed amusing to me and Carl began fucking me. He was ravenous, his small cock made short thrusts in me while he held onto my hips and after several minutes while still thrusting he asked, can I cum in you? Go ahead, I said looking back at him. A few thrusts later Carl slammed himself fully inside of me and filled me with his seed. I didn't think this through too well, I didn't bring anything to wipe off with, he said looking around. He pulled out and sat down on the floor, I knew what to do for him, I turned around and slid between his legs and sucked the cum off his cock, cleaning him off. He was totally shocked to say the least. Embarrassingly and without him seeing, I wiped my butt on the carpet and put my clothes back on. He asked when he could see me again, I told him anytime he wanted to and gave him my phone number to text me. I got his number and he asked me to go on ahead of him to leave. I end game found my mom, said goodbye to her and left. Carl sent me a text saying thanks and asked if he could see me again that night, he wanted more. I replied, no problem, let me know when and where.

If you happen to see a man knocking a woman out, do you think it is fair or correct to give him (or man, at least try) a lesson ?.

Given that you just see it and dont know the reasons whatsoever, and also , not talking from a legal point of view. But seriously, would you do it? is it correct?

I personally dont like bullies , but then I am amused with junkie fights, and also, there have been some bitches I have known that kinda deserved some special attention for being, not women, but miserable persons. I also have fought with girls with gloves and protections because I am skinny and weight more or less what an average girl weights, but these fights have always been supervised and the girls are friends.

Does sex matter in fights? Should I smack a guy if I see him punching a girl?

Just when i thought i had seen it all!

http://muchosucko.com/89302/Sucking-dog-shit

A British hooker sucking a DOGSHIT.

Please does anyone have any info on this clip its so fucked up. ...... but very amusing too ;-)

That relaxing day now feels sinister. My body and mind is being in darkness, a cold place without my Master. My body and mind are soo sore, so tense. Aching for my Lord, to breathe into me I promise I’ll be a good girl and not greedy if Master say so. Please let me feel that beautiful sensation of earning my place at Your feet. Your collar around slave neck. Please don’t vanish, little slave begs for Your breath, Your word is like fuel, needed for fire to live. I rather die for Your amusement. Don’t punish me please I’ll be good little slave.