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Now available on Amazon:
Fetish Cop: Gods and Goddesses
Here's the blurb:
Matt is a state cop recruited to assist local PD when the good looking sons and daughters of the privileged elite are being murdered.
Hera, the high school senior, is a self-proclaimed goddess with supermodel looks, a YouTuber with millions of followers, some obsessed enough to obey her every whim.
Penny, barely legal, an escort affordable only by the rich, is skilled beyond her years in the art of sex, seduction, and emptying men’s wallets.
Add a dirty school cop, an ex-con protecting his daughter, and a sexy FBI agent with killer looks and an attitude to match and the mixture results in a storm of passion and revenge.
word count: 67,000 |
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The Bull by Patti James is now available on Amazon. Follow along as a true bull strips away a husband's respect in the eyes of his wife and replaces the husband in the bedroom as her alpha male. |
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Lone Star Cuckold is up on Amazon now. Check it out. Patti James. |
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In answer to all the questions: six. 41 inches total. 81/2 inches last night. |
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How much cock can a faggot husband suck? We'll find out tonight at what I have billed as the First Annual Marathon Cock Sucking Contest. My lucky fag is the default winner since there are no other contestants. :-) |
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How long can a slave eat a mistress' ass?
I can say with absolute certainty for the last quarter and overtime period of the Seattle/Green Bay game. |
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Have you heard the expression "he really put his foot in his mouth that time?" My slave does it regularly. It got me thinking – how much of my foot could I put in his mouth? For me, it's one of those things where I just can't sleep until I find out. The short answer is more than you think and more than he wants. For you girls who intend to try, here are a couple of tips: first, put his back against a wall. When he realizes you really intend to shove most of your foot into his mouth he tries to squirm away. Next, tie his balls to something. It helps keep him in place. Finally, take your time. It takes a while to loosen up those jaws. |
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My sub thinks there's an interest out there in a foot warship website. What are your thoughts? |
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A scene from a cuckolding novel:
Bobby plopped down on the couch beside her and kissed her cheek. "Do you know what tomorrow is?" He asked.
"It's Saturday," Amber said. She knew what he meant.
"Do you know what else it is?" Bobby asked.
"It's the day before Sunday," she said. She spent the week thinking about Saturday and how to handle it. She suspected Bobby wasn't going to like her decision.
"No, it's three months," Bobby said happily. "Free at last."
Amber pulled his face toward her and kissed him on the lips. "I've been thinking about that," she said.
Bobby's expression changed to one of suspicion. "What do you mean?"
"I mean I've been thinking about what to do. I've been dating, and I've had fun on my dates, but it's like I've been doing all the work. We agreed you were going to participate and you're not. You keep chickening out on me."
"I'm trying," Bobby said. It sounded like a whine.
"No, you're not. You're no closer to participating then you were six weeks ago."
"What does that have to do with the cock cage?" He asked.
Amber shifted so she faced him. "For you, it has everything to do with the cock cage. Your little weenie stays locked up until you participate."
"That's not fair! You said three months." Bobby's cheery mood evaporated.
"I have the key, I don't have to be fair. That's my final word. I have a date with Cliff next Saturday. You have all week to grow a set of balls. It's up to you. We can leave it on forever."
He grabbed her hands. "Amber, let's talk about this."
"We just talked about it." She grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to his knees on the floor. "I'm horny now. Take my shorts off and eat my pussy." |
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I'll answer one final question: am I an environmentalist? I guess. I like trees. When I pee my bitch licks me clean. It saves tissue. I feel I'm doing my small part. |
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Another question I get asked: does a Domme give her husband sex? Of course. Despite what the former Prez says, blowjobs are sex. I believe husbands should give lots of them. Why? For one, it gives them something to do besides sit around and watch TV. Also, boyfriends love them. I also enjoy using the strap-on. I'm especially fond of the yelling, moaning, and begging it causes. Damn right they get sex. |
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Can you string a husband up by the balls? Yes, you can. Sort of. You can't actually hang him by his balls – it causes a lot of screaming. I like to start with a rope. Loop it around the neck a couple times, bend him over, and secure the rope tightly to his ankles. Put him in some uncomfortable footwear, I recommend stiletto heels. Now, go behind him, grab his balls from the rear, tie them tightly, and string them up. If I'm reading I like to stick a candle in his ass for added ambience. Watch out for the wax. If he becomes a nuisance, gag him. |
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Here are the results relating to my question about financial Dommes. I have to admit I was surprised guys would enter into this sort of arrangement, but they do. The answers generally fall into two categories. First, there are the ones who found the arrangement unsatisfactory. They use words like "scam", "rip off," and the like. The second group, much smaller, actually found some benefit. For example, one sub said he had a foot fetish and would pay for pedicures. After the pedicure, the financial mistress sent him pictures. Another one had a similar arrangement regarding boots. There you go. |
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I have a second question: all you guys out there who set up profiles pretending to be girls, what do you get out of it? Have you ever met someone like that? Tell me your story. |
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I see lots of profiles for "Financial Dommes." Have any of you guys ever been a "Pay Pig" for one of these girls? I'm interested in hearing your story. |
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Miley and I we're sitting on the couch watching one of those cop shows… actually, I was on the couch and Miley on the floor. She's not allowed on the furniture. She complains on occasions the hardwood floor makes the plug in her ass hurt. Boohoo.
Anyway, this particular show involved a pimp that beat his women. I told Miley I should start pimping her out and then we both laughed at my joke.
But it got me thinking. Last night I decided to try an experiment. I ordered Miley to dress in her sluttiest outfit and then drove her to a part of town known for its working girls.
I hadn't said what we were doing or where we were going. When I stopped the car and ordered her out the look of terror and the subsequent begging made the effort worth it. I had to get angry before a crying, petrified Miley stepped out of the car. I told her, "Earn some money bitch."
I had chosen the spot with care. I parked in the lot across the street and turned off the car. The position allowed me to watch.
An hour went by. In that time no less than 10 cars stopped. However, one look at Miley – she's not very passable, although she has a great ass and legs – and they drove off. I decided my experiment had failed. Five more minutes I told myself and then we're going home.
At last minute an 11th car stopped. This guy didn't run. After a few minutes of conversation Miley opened the passenger door and stepped in. They drove to the back of the lot in which I was parked. After 20 minutes the driver, whoever he was, dropped Miley off at the spot he found her.
I took Miley home and let her keep her $20. Although I was pleased with her and actually had fun the evening ended with an ass whipping for Miley for making me mad earlier.
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Slave Sex
I recently went on vacation. In a weak moment I allowed my slave/husband to accompany me. We had fun.
The subject of sex came up. Specifically, whether he was going to get any. For some reason he was having trouble grasping the new rules are instituted about a month ago.
I thought there were quite simple. I told him, "Once a week, if I am pleased with your behavior, I will put on a pair of boots and you will have five minutes to fuck my leg." Really, how difficult is that to understand?
I assured him, in the same conversation, "You will receive lots of oral sex. The guys I date love blowjobs."
It turns out he thought the rules might be relaxed or changed on vacation. They weren't.
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Guys, I have a full time slave, but thanks for all the offers. |
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I am looking for a maid to clean house on Sundays. If you're interested send me a note and a picture. You can be male or female. |
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Sometime ago I started to wonder how many loads of cum was it possible to force Miley to swallow at the same time. Not one or two or three, but 10 or more. The logistics of getting 10 or 15 guys together for that purpose is too much trouble. After some thought, I hit upon a solution. I found a plastic cup and started having the guys I go out with leave a donation. Sure, it took some explaining. Usually they asked, "are you serious" or "are you kidding?" After some additional explaining most happily agreed. This past weekend the cup was sufficiently full. The truth is I lost count on the number of individual donors, but the number is more than 10 and less than 15, with some multiple individual donations. I thawed it out on the kitchen counter and then it was bottoms up for Miley. It turned out not to be an exact answer to my question, but somewhat fun to watch. |
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Penis gag
I put the new penis gag on Miley last night. It's shaped like a penis on both ends, so Miley got a double treat - a penis in her mouth as well as a close look at my pussy while the business end performed its magic. I also discovered a second, even more practical use for it. It shut Miley up. Miley is a nonstop chatterbox from the time she wakes up until the time she goes to sleep. The first thing she said when I removed the gag was, "I can't talk while it's on." I just smiled. |
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Sometimes people forget the rules.
This weekend my sissy husband asked me "do you think you would consider having sex?"
I looked at him. "Do you mean with you?" I said.
He nodded.
So I gave it to him. Up the ass with a strap on until the tears flowed. "Would you like more sex or is this enough?" I whispered in his ear.
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I have a lot of submissive's ask me out. Here was one reply.
When I date it's usually a Dom who understands that part of the program is I enjoy doing really nasty shit to Miley. Your profile says you are straight. All my submissives suck cock for me.
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"Would you just like to get fucked and rode hard? I have no interest in your pussy mate."
This is the message I received last night from a so-called Dom. I am not offended, but do draw several conclusions from the message.
I surmise the sender suffers from one, or perhaps all, of three conditions: illiteracy, arrogance, or from being a fat ass.
My profile says send me a picture if you contact me. He didn't, of course. That leads me to believe he can't read, he's arrogant, or he is a fat ass and embarrassed to send a picture. I don't do fat asses or arrogant pricks. If that's the best line you have to get a girl in the sack then the sex will really suck. Who wants to be humped by some gross unimaginative clod?
For the record, my "pussy mate" rocks a six pack and hits the gym with me daily - okay, so I have to pull Miley by the hair to get her there.
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How did I feminize Miley?
I receive this question quite a bit. There is a long answer and a short answer. The short answer is that I enjoy having my pussy eaten by a girl – so I made my own.
P.S.
The legs in the last pictures I posted - the leg shots with the purple skirt and black and gold heels - belong to Miley. |
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The "Lifestyle"
I have posted a similar entry before but it won't hurt to say it again – we don't live this crazy shit full-time. I am a busy professional and so is Miley. In addition to full-time jobs we have family and then the other mundane matters that need attention. The things I post about take up a small percentage of our time.
On the other hand this is, for lack of a better term, a Femdom relationship. There are certain everyday rules that Miley is expected to follow.
Panties. Early on I threw out all of her "male underwear". Miley wears panties. Usually I lay them out for her in the morning. If you were to ask her I think she would tell you she prefers them over the "male underwear".
Chastity. I don't lock her cockup. Why should I? When I want cock, I want it right then. I don't want to hunt around for the key, unlock it, and then send her to the shower to get cleaned up. I practice the time-honored united states military Academy at West Point honor system - no jacking off and no touching the cock without my permission. Okay, I have not checked to see if that is actually part of their honor system.
Ass Worship. Every day, in the morning and in the evening, Miley is expected to get on her knees and then venerate my ass. There is a story behind this but suffice it to say that Miley has her own deity to which she pays homage.
Spanking. Once a week on the weekends Miley receives a maintenance spanking. These are not punishment spankings but they hurt nevertheless. She is required to bring me my wooden hairbrush, pull her panties down, and lay over my knees. I have found that this is also a good time to talk about the previous weeks transgressions – such as sucking off my date without my permission. |
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Can I Get You Anything?
I was invited out on a date not long-ago with by new guy. We will call him Nick. I usually don't meet my guys on fetish sites but Nick seemed nice and I made an exception.
Nick arrived on time to pick me up and I sent Miley to the front door to let him in. I was running a bit late so I told Miley to sit him on the couch and to "ask him if you can get him anything." Simple, right?
15 minutes later I enter the living room and see Miley on her knees between Nick's legs with Nick's cock in her mouth. I looked at Miley and asked, "What are you doing?"
"You said to ask if he wanted anything," she explained.
I looked at Nick, who at this point showed his embarrassment. "She asked if I wanted a blowjob. I thought it was part of a game," he said.
"Do I get to finish?" Miley asked. |
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Lingerie II
There is nothing quite as satisfying as rolling over, pushing your bitch's nighty up around her waist, pulling down her panties, and then fucking her senseless. Afterwards, I like to grab Miley's hair and force her face between my thighs to clean up the sex juices. Miley, of course, is not allowed to cum. Her orgasms are tightly regulated. On the weekends, when we don't go to the gym, Miley fixes and serves breakfast wearing her lingerie. Once again she was right ... lingerie is hot. |
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Is Miley allowed to Cum?
Of course she is. Once a week, if she has pleased me throughout the week, usually on Sundays, I have her lay on her back, under my feet, and toy with her cock until she squirts all over herself. I let her pick out a pair of my heels or boots that I slip on for the event. It doesn't do a hell of a lot for me but it can be fun to listen to her moan and whimper and beg to cum. |
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Despite what it says in my profile I continue to receive e-mails from guys seeking a relationship. I am not looking for a relationship. All I want, as they used to say is to "hit it and quit it." Chances are I won't call you in the morning or send flowers.
Meeting some guy and fucking just doesn't do if for me anymore. When I play, Miley plays right along-side. She's a horny slut who would fuck a rattlesnake if she could hold it still long enough. If you are straight chances are you would bore me to tears. Seriously, why would I come to this sight for some "straight" guy? I prefer my men tall, height/weight proportionate, and well-hung. I generally don't fuck slaves or subs. Although not a rule, I tend to favor "real" men. That usually means dominant guys who enjoy playing the bull in a cuckold scene or relationship.
Currently, Miley and I have been playing a lot of feminization games. I would enjoy finding a dominant CD or tranny to join in.
Slaves...I do have a use for you. Sunday morning is cleaning time. A naked slave doing housework is always desirable. What, if anything, that might happen afterward is solely at my discretion. |
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Lingerie
Who doesn’t feel their pulse quicken at the sight of a cute ass in sexy lingerie? Not long ago Miley suggested I wear lingerie to bed (I sleep in the nude). I asked her why. “It’s hot; it’s a turn on,” she told me. “Really?” I said, and then thought about it. Later the same day I pulled Miley aside and told her I liked her idea. She beamed broadly, obviously pleased with herself. “Go to the store and buy yourself the sexiest pair of purple lingerie you can find (purple is my favorite color). Starting tonight, and every night, about an hour before bed time you will dress in lingerie for me.” The broad, self-satisfied smile vanished. For what it is worth, Miley was right: sexy lingerie is hot. |
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Panty Shopping Fun
I took my bitch Miley to the department store to teach her how to shop for panties. As part of the feminization process, I’ve given my sissy husband the name ‘Miley.’ Have you ever watched someone pick up a bag filled with poop or some other vile substance? They grasp it between their palm and forefinger and hold it an arms-length away. That’s what Miley looked like as she rummaged clumsily through the intimates section of the store. It’s the male ego thing at work.
So, how do we, and by “we” I mean “I”, have fun with this venture (Miley loved it – although maybe not at the time)? The obvious choice is to strip away that male ego for all to see, of course. First, I made her get in that panty bin just like one of the girls and sort through them. I made her converse with me in a normal tone of voice (No whispering). I made her tell me which ones she liked, why, and then she had to hold them up against herself while I inspected. The look of embarrassment on her face made it worth the time. The only thing that might have made it even more fun is if another girl had been close by; or better yet, a couple of hot guys to watch Miley glow red. |
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I Have To Ask For It?
Recently, I instituted a new rule with my sissy husband. I told him that there would be no more "forced bi." I said, "from now on, if you want cock, you're going to have to tell me so." Good lord, you would have thought he was a Cypriot and I had just informed him that I was taking 10% of his savings. It is, I've decided looking back on the conversation, a humiliation thing that strikes right at the heart of the male ego. |
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It's been quite some time since my last entry. As you know, life and other stuff sometimes interferes with good intentions. My sissy husband and I are doing quite well and look forward to hearing from past friends as well making new friends. Nothing monumental to report currently, but planning some fun stuff for the near future. Stay tuned for photos of me modeling some of my new shoes. |
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| Age: 27 |
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