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I am TYG SODERSTROM
...a poly Dom master with a vanilla wife and interest in the most beautiful little princess (sub) any Master would wish for. Thus, at this time, I am not here looking for any additional subs, but friends are more than welcome.
My best girl is on here and looking to flirt with as many as can help her get over years of a neglectful relationship. Flirt with her all you want... I'm not worried about the size of your cock, or the amount of sperm count in your semen.
I know that you will never be able to touch the parts of her I touch... She may decide to meet with you... She may decide to mate with you... But she will always be coming back to me. Regardless of what you may think of yourself, I only need to remind her the one and only Alpha is in her life and she knows she is my best Omega. There are none between that which matter in the long run... You will not make me jealous, just as her toys don't make me jealous. She is mine and they are hers... You may call yourself a dom, but she is the one that rules you if you think otherwise.
That being said, you will understand I am a Dom of a different nature than most of you that claim the honor. I am a born Alpha, while most of you are pretenders to something which is not a game. I have always been successful in anything I've attempted. I am owner of a successful small business... I am now into my thrid successful career, having fully retired from two previous. I am trained by professionals in real-world torture, and as a professional, I promise you pain and affliction as well as the total loss of your will to mine.
As dom or domme as you may think you are, you haven't the will that can't be broken. Test me... I will track you down, place you in submission, and control what is left of your pitiful life until I decide it is over. You should pray that I do it out of love rather than out of an interest in showing you the pleasures of a slow death. In any case, I will not only own your body... I will own your soul before I box it up and ship it.
Any questions?
Tyg Soderstrom
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Honeymoon Over
The clock struck
The wind howled
The fire crackled
And the cat scowled
A mist appeared
Along the floor
Something scraped
Upon the door
Awake as if
Just from a dream
A distant voice
A curdled scream
A thud upon
The floor above
He could not move
She would not budge
They lay there staring
Into the night
Every thought glaring
At unseen fright
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In The Dirt
"Do me! Do me!
In the dirt...
Throw me down
And make it hurt"
She screamed to me
As she ripped my shirt
"I'm so wet, it cannot hide"
Her fingers probed her inner thighs...
"Taste my fingers, babe"
Pushing me further as if I should obey
I shoved her down with force from within
My intent to show her a new kind of sin.
She wanted it rough but really had no clue
What my beast inside is able to do
My cock had raged against my pants
For hours it seemed while the clocks hands danced
But moments it had truly been
Since at the door she let me in
Now here we were in her yard on the dirt
She begged me to climb inside and squirt
My juices into her waiting loins
But I value them more, my dripping coins
I pushed her panties aside with a rip
And grabbed her thigh with a furious grip
As I raised her up to my waiting mouth
And gobbled her pussy like a storm from the south
I lingered there, tongue roughly attacking
And felt the passion in her ass stacking
She reached for my cock as if to control
But I then threw her over
With a powerful roll
She lay there a moment, a whimper I heard
"Oh babe, I'm cumming" her hair disturbed
I spread her knees, face down in the dirt
But paused for a moment before I should insert
A smack on her ass, a crack very loud
"Why'd you do that, Love?" she cried very stout
"You don't own me, you're not the boss of me"
But I simply answered, "Ya' know? We'll see..."
Taking both of her hands high behind her back
Showing her face down, nothing else but ass crack
Guiding me in like the lights of a landing
"Oh I know" I said, "for this I should be standing"
My feet beneath me, her hands held high
I pulled her back til my cock tocuhed her thigh.
With one hand I moved as to line up my shot
And with one heavy crush, I inserted my cock.
Her tight ass surrounded me clinging so hard
To my cock long and dry like diamond shard.
Balls deep inside her, I did not move
Wantig her to accept what was deep in her groove.
Then slowly, so slowly, sliding out to the rim
And shoving real hard til its all the way back in.
I did this for seconds, then minutes and hours
Incredie the feeling of ass fucking power
Her face in the dirt, her body now limp
The screams had now muffled to just more than a whimper.
"I came, Babe" she said, as if that really mattered
I said, "yes you did and you should feel flattered"
"Because after so long of fucking your ass,
I still have not cum, and I never cum fast.
You've got much more work to do on my cock
Before the treasure of my cum you'll ever unlock."
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The thunder of Soderstrom
You don't want to know.
Your head will be spinning,
Your fear, it would show.
Anger befitting
a warrior God,
His hand thrusting down
Would turn granite to Sod.
You've angered the one
That turned Atlantis to sea,
A bratty little one
Whom he hoped you would be.
You strayed once to many
From Soderstrom temple
To show other ones the
Form of your dimples.
You did not perceive
When the mountain rumbled
That Soderstroms wrath
Was beginning to tremble.
The Kracken released had
So much less power,
When compared to Soderstrom
Twas like a spring shower.
An ant hill in Greece
Became Mount Olympus
When he snarled from his lips
At the murder of Edipus.
He exhaled in anger
One day at a turd
He had stepped on
And killed a whole buffalo herd.
Your head will be spinning,
You fear, it would show.
The thunder of Soderstrom
You don't want to know. |
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