Dear Jessie,
I regret that I must inform you of some very delicate information. You see once upon a time you promised this young lady that you were never going to hurt her. After her fiance ran off with another woman you swore to her that you would never allow her to go through something so painful again.

You lied. After she had given you her everything you took her heart and promptly dropped what little love she had left and it shattered on the ground. All the months you spent piecing the little puzzle of her hart back together were useless. She has been unable to locate the remaining pieces and she now resembles that of an empty shell.

She has since then traveled in a downward spiral. Her friends have become greatly concerned about her and there is nothing they can do about it. I am writing you this letter because today this young lady cried for the first time in several weeks. She realized that she could never allow herself to love someone as deeply as she loved you. She did give you her heart, body and her mind to you.

All this young lady wants is for you to tell her something, anything really. You have neglected to reply to any of her calls or messages and a small part of her thinks that you have died. She just wants to know that it is over. That you do not care for her and that there never will be a relationship between the two of you. For heavens sake she has convinced herself that you are the only one for her! That you are the one and only one that accepts all that she is and wants to be.

Please! I am begging you on her behalf that you just tell her the truth! That is all anyone wants! Please. Before something happens. For I fear that something will. She is not herself anymore..

Sincerely, Anonymous.

I confess, most guys see a pretty girl and they want to date her or just fuck her, I see a pretty girl I want to tie her to a tree and kick her in the fucking ribs until they shatter and puncture her lungs just to hear her cry and scream before I take a baseball bat to her face.

Feels good to confess. ^_^

As a lead in, the relationship between my wife and I has had lite/medium bondage, D/s, exhibitionism in it from the first time we had sex and it's been out there for 5yrs. The last 6 months she's even been asking me about having her get a discrete kanji tattoo that says, 'slave.'

Last night, I had her lightly bound in a doggie position when I had a fantasy idea regarding the discussed tattoo. I left her with a vibrator applied to her clit and went off for a few min to set the scene. I made a big show of bringing out a small box and moving behind her, made some commotion noise as I opened it and unseen by her, pulled out a tack I had placed in the box. I told her to hold very still, to not move a muscle as I had a surprise for her and she'd feel a bit of a poke.

I then held the the tip of the tack to her ass cheek for a 30 count while wiggling it a bit. No skin was broken, but she was very nervous, I told her to relax and that she'd love it.

I packed up the box with tack and walked out, leaving her with the vibrator still going. I came back with my notebook and set it in front of her so she could read the screen and typed in a quick command.

I removed the vibrator setup and began fucking her slowly wating for the script to launch.

I'd created a completely cheesy script that echoed back some colored text after brief pauses. A quick run was along the lines of:

Initializing RFIDScan
A bogus welcome screen talking titled with version and copyright jargon.
references to modules loading
a scanning dialog.
a report of acquiring an ID and it initiating a decode
The a field population of fake info that was 'extracted' from the ID the scan turned up.

Now she's been making some noise through this, but it's still within the scope of sex exclamations.

The RFID's 'encoded info' then pops on the screen:
Product ID It's her name
Product Type Fuckdoll
Product Misc. Info. Life-like Fuck Toy

Owner Name: Name/address of a local adult themed store
Current Status: Rental contract to my name.

I'm fucking her like a madman as this stuff is coming up, she's making all kinds of noise, things seem great.

At the end when I move to the front, I realize she thought it was completely real, did not like the idea, and completely breaks down crying saying that I've basically just finished raping her.

We end the night with her being completely withdrawn and crying sporadically, while I'm sorry, yet a bit pissed in that:
1. Come on, to have believed that cheesy setup and execution was real? Please.
2. We've been together for 5yrs and she believes I'd actually do that to her.
3. She's been talking about having that freaking tat and how could it get more discreet than an invisable RFID chip? So how would the fictional chip be horrifically soul shattering, while the tat is a-ok?

I guess I'm just not getting why this completely flipped her out when matched up against some of the stuff we've done over the years.

I confess. After a long sleepless night of fixing up a laptop, downloading and installing the .iso - passing it over to the now 'functioning' laptop, from a Linux system, downloading all the drivers. The Ethernet controller without internet was definitely the most fun part.
Getting all the basic stuff in check and out of the way, of course remembering how shit m$ was and thanking the heavens I got out of that mindless, self-indulging piece of shit most people naively claim is technology.

At around six O'clock in the morning I was just plain bored and too tiered to concentrate and virtually cause some chaos on Battlefield 3. So I thought I'd maybe indulge into a little Omegele trolling(yes, I was that bored and shattered beyond imagination). Of course this led from .gif to .gif and then to .jpgs (the standard shit)
After about twenty seconds of cock, cock, cock and more spineless characters, some random chicks appeared. And even though the idea of them complying to the 'Instant Win' it just felt wrong. Which is rather strange because my no - noes are only teens or younger and scat. But that just felt completely desperate and I wasn't even really bothered to get a eyeful of anything, I mean; cummon ... there is porn EVERYWHERE online - why 'work' for it.
I came to the same conclusion as every time I end up on that bullshit site. I see too much cock, which is not a pleasant site, was still bored shitless and hating that place as always, for some unknown reason I still drift on there from time to time.

In conclusion. If you do indeed feel the need to do this sort of stuff, maybe the urge. It is the probably the most desperate thing you could ever do - that of course, if you are really trying to see some tits.

Go to a hooker, pay her, her soon to be well earned money. Get that stress out of your body and dedicate your time to something more productive in life that just aimlessly trolling people who already are bored senseless anyway.

Or

You could just do what we all do, have done and probably very soon; will be doing again.
Get out of the house - alone, or with friends, that's your choice - go to a bar/pub/club... have a beverage of your liking and talk to someone who tickles your fancy.
Because, at least for me ... It's just much much easier to come here, or any other site with COPIOUS amounts of FREE porn, choose something that gets your rocks off and do your thing. And not spend endless hours wasting time, siving through cocks, loops, people who are not stupid to fall for these old tricks. Oh, did I mention more cocks too ...

That's it.

Recovered some great stuff from an old shattered phone I bought from my little sis

Relationships only lead to shattered friendships and self-loathing. Consider yourself in the company of another pessimist.

OK here goes my "confession:
As a pubescent boy and not knowing anything at all about girls or how to fuck them if i had the chance, I happened to experiment (as all boys do)and came across my moms vacuum cleaner, as a result I turned it on and stuck my pre teen cock in it, it scared me at first but the longer i left it in the hose the better it felt. Naturally, every chance i had to be alone at home, I always drug out the vac.
Now jump ahead many many yrs, my cock no longer will fit the vac, my cock is thicker than the hose so naturally I had to improvise, I took out an old bong, cut off the base and attached it to the vac hose. WOW, talk about exploding, never had a shattering cum like a vac gives me. I still prefer a hot mouth or tight wet pussy but as they say "when in a pinch" go with what you have.
I have even introduced it to my step daughter and wife and they scream at the top of their lungs when they cum in it. you can actually see it sucking the cum out of you and them. They love the feeling of the suction causing their pussy lips to flutter against their clit. I highly recommend it to anyone who just needs to cum badly and does not have a pussy or mouth available to them

Hey baby, you want to get your shitter shattered?

Our next door neighbors are really nice. They are a couple in their mid-40's. Janice has a tight body and big boobs. I've loved watching her from my house. She is so beautiful and I've wanted to get to know her a lot better. I fantasize about her and her husband a lot.

Yesterday was a particularly hot day. Everyone was gone, and I was sunning myself in my backyard. Janice noticed me and told me I could come over and use her pool to cool off if I wanted. So I went over. I was wearing my bikini and dove right in. After a while, she came out with some towels and lay down in the sun. She was just wearing her bikini bottoms and looked so beautiful. I wanted to be near her so I got out of the pool and lay down on a towel beside her. After a while of chatting, she told me I was getting a little pink on my back and offered to put some sunscreen on me. I said sure.

As I lay in the warmth of the sun, I felt the ties to my top come untied and set aside. Then I felt the cool, silky softness of Janice's hands on my back. Slowly and sensuously they moved over my shoulders back and sides. She caressed the sides of my boobs as I lay on my stomach. And she worked her way down to my waist. With a little extra lotion, she moved her hand under the waist of my bikini bottom. It felt so good. I made a sound and shifted my hips hoping to give her the right impression. She took my hint and went deeper. I felt her hand gliding over my butt. Then I felt the ties at my hips loosen and a slight breeze glide over my ass. She lay down beside me and I felt her tits against my back. "Do you want me to go farther?" All I could do was give a low moan and lift my hips to meet her hand.

I passed into a different world. All was sensation and longing. Her slim fingers danced and caressed my slit. I spread my legs wider to give her more access and I lost myself in feelings I had never felt before. Her fingers slid easily along my wet slit. My hips moved up and down against her wandering hand. In a instant two fingers slipped deep inside, and her thumb was drawing circles on my asshole. I could not believe the feeling. She reached places I could never reach and found nerves I didn't know I had. I couldn't help myself, I pushed up against her thumb and shook all over as it pushed deep into my ass. I was full of sensation and desire and lust. I squirmed as she penetrated me and I lifted my pelvis lewdly toward the sky. I rocked on my knees as she reached under me to hold me tit secure and started to fuck my pussy and ass with her other hand. I think all four fingers were in my pussy and her thumb was all the way up my ass. I felt full and the pressure sent electricity to my nipples and clit.

"You want to cum, baby?" she purred in perfect control. I was completely out of control and I begged her to fuck me. So she savagely fucked me - both holes - hard and fast as she ordered me to cum. I heard a high pitched squeal coming from my throat. I could no longer control my body. My entire body seek to be vibrating and I could not help myself from clenching every muscle. And still she kept on...savage, merciless, god-like...pushing me to the edge and then over. There was an explosion and blackness and I was shattered. I could hear the shards of a million pieces of glass tinkling against a pavement. I was used up and motionless, panting and sweating in the aftermath. And there was Janice, holding me and comforting me. Kissing my tears and licking the cum from her fingers. She licked me and cleaned me up. It seemed hours before I could move.

We started a very special relationship that day.

I confess that last night I was picked up by a beautiful woman. It's true, but it's actually a funny story.

It started when I was at the bar down the street, minding my own beeswax. I'm just sitting there, and a this hot chick saddles up to to the bar. This chick looked way above my league, but to my surprise, she wanted me. She was also already hammered. (Maybe I look better through beer goggles)

The bartender tried telling her that she was too drunk for me. (What the hell, man? Cockblockula!)

So Miss Hottie took a twenty dollar bill out of her pants and slapped it on the bar. She grabbed me by my neck with her other hand and took me away. (The fuck, am I a whore now?)

Hottie took me outside and into the alley. (This looks promising.) Hottie mumbled something about me being Russian. (Hey, if she's into that, I've got no problems being Russian, comrad. I will straight up murder Moose and Squirrel if that is what it takes.)

Hottie started sucking me right there in the alley. (Feelsgoodman.webm)

She was going to town me. She halfway sucked me dry. (Reference: golf ball through a garden hose)

Out of nowhere, this lady cop appeared and interrupted us. (Cockblockula II: The Revenge of Cockblockula)

The lady cop said, "You can't do that here."

My hottie argued with the cop, "We ain't on the sidewalk. I paid good money for this." (You really didn't need to tell the police that part, Sweetheart.)

The lady cop wasn't taking any shit. She grabbed me and yanked me out of hottie's grip. Then the cop went all Baltimore on me. Before I realized what was happening, she spun me around by my neck and threw me against a dumpster.

I shattered and spilled all over the alley floor. (Fuck, I'm a vodka bottle.)

"The witch is chained to the torture bench, the mask of shame covering her face. Her interrogation has been going on for three hours now, and has already left heavy marks on her voluptuous body. The pear of anguish stretched her cunt to the point of tearing, while she was whipped and beaten with heavy metal rods all over her body, shattering a few bones in the process.
Now the pear has been replaced by a glowing metal rod to cauterize the wounds on her cunt."

Check out the other photo manipulations and stories (in comments!) in this gallery.

Nasty comments, vicious and violent fantasies about her and contributions (photoshopped pictures of my busty MILF wife in raped, torturede, snuffed) are very welcome, original pics of her in my other galleries.