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Dang, that pic is old. Im 46 now. Studying some different certifications. Would be nice to tie a woman up in my bed hogtied or mummified. Evidently, things have changed and only looking to tie women up in different scenarios. Can you be my muse. I live near West Palm Beach now....

Ill send an updated photo of me.

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5/6/2009 8:10:45 PM
Hmmm...Seems like all the submissive women are in Nigeria.....

Where are the rope sluts?

8/15/2007 10:32:35 AM

Gym Bitches

 

I love working out,

Lifting weights, stretching,

Running on the treadmill,

The list goes on and on,

When I’m working out, my imagination gets the best of me

Fucking imagination of mine,

I stop and let it run like a river,

A river of wetness going down sluts legs

Damn bitches with tight bodies.

Not just any bitches,

I’m talking about bondage bitches, submissive bitches,

Gym bitches.

Not just any gym bitches,

These bitches like hanging around

No pun intended. but I keep them hanging around.

I have a couple of strong black guys that I work out with,

And let me tell you, I’m pretty strong myself.

Oh sure, I work out with my bitches,

I use them as my weights and objects of torture

Damn, can you imagine using a couple of tight bodied sluts

As a 105 weight, on each side?

That’s 210; I can do that with no problem. Three sets of 10,

But it gets better; I can put some 3 pound weights on their nipples

Every time I pick up the bar, it pulls causing her pain.

Her face would probably tense up and she’ll grunt and moan

Through the gag of course!

Damn, you have to keep them quiet,

Nothing worse than a bitch yapping their dick suckers about:

Shopping and shoes, what he said she said and everything else you are not suppose

To yap about at the gym;

When I start to sweat, I’ll use that bitch’s hair or face to wipe on

That would make them all disgusted, because look at what their being used for

An object, just for my amusement and comfort,

Their two holes would be plugged, except for that mouth,

I like to keep it open.

Just like 7-11, open 24 hours

You never know when I might want to go in

And stick my fingers in there, a toe, a nipple,

Or even my dick

These gym bitches wouldn’t have it any other way

They love hanging around as weights just waiting to be used,

Waiting to be mishandled;

I’ll slip my strong fingers in her pussy and dare her to cum

I’d keep fucking her harder and harder with my fingers and if she did cum

Oh boy, I’d put her on that treadmill tied and running

Fast as her barefeet can carry her.

I’ll up the ante by caning her ass if she slowed down

She’d better not slow down, if so, it will pull on her breasts

Because I’d tie them to the frame of the treadmill,

While I sipped Gatorade in front of her,

I’d quench her thirst by spitting it on her

She’s a slut,

Sluts have to take it anyway they can get it.

And believe me; she is going to get it any way I give it.

Me and my boys will have at least ten gym bitches in there

Just waiting to be used, and adored with all types of humiliating tasks.

Like removing our socks with their teeth,

Using their breasts as sponges to clean us

In return, we can keep them plugged with ben wah balls

Or even a vibrating egg.

Each slut would have anal beads or a butt plug inside of her

Just to remind her who has access to that tight, voluptuous, round,

Flat, bubbly, white, yellow, brown, black or red butt

Any butt, I don’t care, let me get off topic for a second here

Butts are butts, and those butts come with a slut.

One of them, I’ll keep in the middle of a room,

Mummified with just her butt sticking out and of course

That dick sucker 7-11, with a ring gag to keep it opened

Me and my boys will have canes, crops, whips, and floggers

And all types of nasty devices to keep that tight, voluptuous, round,

Flat bubbly, white, yellow, brown, black or red butt

In line…DAMN, it would be scary for her, because imagine

Three strong black men, beating up on a white butt.

I’m 5’11, 280, another one is 6’0, 210, and the last one is 6’6 and 340,

All beating up on a small curvaceous butt, while she is mummified

With only her butt showing,

Worst part about it, she would never see it coming.

Imagine smacking and abusing a butt, stopping and starting

Whenever you want to and attaching smalls clothes pins, sticking her with needles

Pouring wax, using the violent wand, all at our whim

I’m not into misogyny at all.  As a matter of fact, I love women

I love them, because they are interesting people.

They cum multiple times, they are mysterious, they smell good, make noises,

Soft, and if you find the right one, you have a treasure, and they

Move in a way something like the guy who plays the pipe

And makes the snake dance to the music and how the snake sways with the rhythm.

I do the same thing, but in this case, I use whips, caresses, pinches, smacks,

Bites, thumps, pulls, hugs, pushing, crops, electricity, spit, kicks, kisses, choking, paddles, clothespins all representing the pipe to control and sway the slut.

And you should see they way they move.

They move like a snake, the jump around like kangaroos,

And when they about to cum, they make the most delightful noise

And buck like broncos

Don’t let them cum to much, because you have to build it.

The more you don’t let them cum, the more they want to cum

And they would degrade their selves to cum.

Yes sir, something about a woman, being bought down to an inanimate object.

Used and abused at your whim.

If I beat their pussies to bad, I’ll have another slut lick it to cool it down.

Yeah, my gym bitches mean a lot, so sexy, so tight bodied, and so playful and orgasmic

You gotta love them.  I just happen to love them in different ways.

 

Now the fat bitches, that’s a different story.

I’d run them a long time, 3-4 days a week.

With a very strict diet, until they get their bodies like the tight bitches I play with.

I’ll play with the fat bitches and give them all types of attention.

Just very strict attention,

I’d run them at the gym, make them do squats,

And beat off that bodunkadonk butt, and thunder thighs

During dinner time, I’d lock her in a box with her head sticking out and feed her

Salads, oats, flax seed oil and fruits and veggies

Without the ranch of course

Nothing says pounds like a salad just pouring on the ranch dressing.

Although she may be fat, I care

She’ll be sweating off the pounds in no time

I’d keep her mummified in saran wrap and have her hop around the backyard

Like a fat bunny rabbit.  

Tighten her up with a corset and just keep her in chastity.

For along, long time…

There is a difference between, fat sloppy women and fat thick women.

The fat sloppy women who are into this lifestyle, doesn’t do anything for me.

The fat thick women, who carries it the right way, with those breasts sticking out,

Always gets me.  I’m off topic again.

Nothing says hurt me like those big breasts on a BBW.

They make good targets and I could hit them with a whip blindfolded.

(To be continued)

 

 

 


8/9/2005 9:12:25 PM

I love women.

Especially when I use them as an object.

Gets me hard and stiff,

Seeing naked feminine flesh in a steady position.

Breasts just glisten from anticipation,

And their little pussies, just pulsating

Waiting for me to pay some attention to it.

I?m a nice guy

Well, I?m a nice sadistic unpredictable type of man

You know, thoughts just run in my head

I have this slut I turn into my tablecloth.

Just tie her down nice and tight

Where she cannot move a muscle

Spread-eagled, across my table with a ring gag tight on her mouth.

I like her to keep her pleasure pleaser open.

Let her mouth hold the roses while I eat my dinner.

Put some candles in her hands and let her hold them

While the hot wax drips

And she can?t move.

If she does, she will be trapped in the hot box for the entire night.

It gets hot and stuffy in there, stale air

Or maybe a cage outside with a blanket around it,

I have to leave her that way.

Keep them perfectly still, when company comes over.

So they don?t spill anything.

Objects are not supposed to move.

Sluts are not supposed to move when I?m using them in that way.

Put the main course right on her stomach.

I love steak, especially a good piece of meat, just like her

With a potato.

And nothing says delicious

When my main course is on my slut.

Right on her stomach.

Saut? mushrooms and green beans.

Where is the salt?

Ahh, I tied a board to her ankles,

So she can hold all the condiments.

Salt, pepper, steak sauce, and the vibrator on the board

The vibrator is for her, sluts keep their legs opened a lot when they are around me

By force, in this situation

So I have to test them and make sure they don?t move

Every now and then I?ll tease her pussy with the fork

Lightly poking her, all over

Especially those breasts.

They shake like jello

And flop like fish

And her nipples hard like bullets

She enjoys this more than I do.

I?ll have to up the ante and put another candle on her forehead

Damn I?m mean.

I?m not going to light it yet.

I know her feet are ticklish,

But if I tickle her now,

She?ll probably flinch and ruin my dinner.

Damn, object bitch!

Take a bottle of cold wine

And put the glass right between her legs

And pour and let my cup runneth over,

Onto her pussy

As I know right now, she is running over

With joy, and excitement.

Pain is later, especially if she spills something or moves

Or even falls asleep.

Slow pain,

I love causing pain to her; she loves and obeys better that way

Especially if she doesn?t concentrate and lets the roses slide down her throat

She?ll choke, she has to use that tongue, I call it tongue exercise

It?s practice for later,

Like using that tongue to massage my feet

Unbuckle me,

Take me deep in that hot mouth of hers

The list goes on and on

Damn object bitch,

She is not supposed to choke while I?m eating my dinner.

When I?m cutting my steak, I?ll have to be careful,

And do it slow, if not, I may cut her.

I?m real careful, especially when I?m poking her nipples

And fingering her clit.

Cleaning up for dessert and

Putting a nice slice of cheesecake between those breasts

With a scoop of ice cream and let it slide down her stomach

Damn I?m mean,

Every now and then, I?ll kiss her cheek

But other times, I?ll just play with her, causing her to almost to erupt

Tablecloths don?t come

Neither do objects

Damn object whore

I almost feel sorry for her knowing that she is my tablecloth

Not being able to move until I?m finished eating

I?m a slow eater too

The candles are probably dripping on her hands right now

Causing her more pain,

And I?m slowly reconstructing her.

She can?t be a tablecloth for thirty minutes

I?m talking to the point where she thinks in her head

She is becoming affixed to the table

Leaving her no choice that she is an object

Damn object bitch

That?s the most miniscule thing I can have her be for me,

But the most gratifying.

She holds my books, my wallet, and I leave my opened mail on her

If I spill something on her, too bad, I?ll clean it later

I mean she even holds the whips, and canes

I strike her with

And she doesn?t say a word.

I have to love her that way; love for her to be there in the position I want

Or every now and then, I?ll brush her feet lightly

As I hear a small laugh erupt.

The ring gag is out of her mouth now,

A dildo takes it place

Have to keep something in her mouth

She is pretty greedy.

I like em like that,

Have to keep a chastity belt on her too

If not, she thinks she can cum anytime

She has to ask for permission

Usually, after going through a very tough task,

And believe me, this isn?t tough.

She has to know that?s my pussy that is going to be teased and taunted.

When I want it too

That I can spit on it,

Stick things inside of it

All at my whim.

Flog it or smack it with a ruler.

She has no say in her body.

If I want, I could just keep the chastity belt on her

Until I make her so hot and horny, that she?ll let me

Use her at my whim,

Just for that moment to ask for my permission to cum.

That?s hot,

I have to take something away, in order for her to beg

For me to do something sadistic to her.

It?s mental.

She is the sturdiest tablecloth I?ve ever had.

As I look at her before I turn the lights out and blow out the candles

I do leave the candle on her forehead unlit.

I don?t want to cause a fire or nothing.

I viciously twist her nipples and I whisper in her ear

If this candle is not on your forehead by morning

These breasts and nipples are going to go through a lot.

I leave her tied tight spread-eagled to the table

Chastised, dildo in her mouth and a candle on top of her forehead.

Depriving her of sleep, and putting her closer to reality of being a perfect tablecloth.

It kind of makes me sad knowing that she is down there

Fighting sleep,

Mentally being drained,

Unable to move a muscle.

I turn the air on,

It gets cold real quick.

I have my human pillow to rest my weary head on.

Damn, I can?t remember if I cleaned the spill off of that object whore,

Oh well,

As I stroke my human pillow?s breasts

The cat can lick it up.


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