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namelesssextoy

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Total fucktoy, slut, and plaything looking for a true Dominant to control and humiliate me for their pleasure (and mine too, of course) on a longer term - and fairly regular basis. I have an adventurous spirit and am willing to try most things at least once -- very few limits for the right match. If you are under 25 or over 50, then we are probably not a match.

I am sassy, sweet, evil, angellic, mature and a child all at once... think you can handle and control that?

I am a sucker for a shaved head and goatee :)

Some small points:

1. Unable to relocate or serve 24/7. (made big for those that can't seem to read it because it was too small....)

2. No - I will not add you to my public circle of friends if I dont know you and we have not actually become "friends" in some form.

3. CM chat doesn't work for me, so if you request it, I will decline.

4. WARNING: Blunt, honest, sarcastic, no-nonesense sort of girl. I prefer the term sassy :P I have no issue with respecting those that I feel that have proven they are worth it.

P.S. Yes, I do have a brain and thoughts of my own... trust me. Nameless does not = mindless.

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4/23/2010 11:17:24 AM
On a hiatus.  Take care for now all.

4/2/2010 9:04:51 AM
Happy Spring everyone...

3/24/2010 7:43:55 PM
Take my soul lock it away,
Only yours to remove and play.
At your will I bow and kneel,
and scream for your pleasure
Your commanding presence I feel.

3/23/2010 4:13:39 PM
Lil tip for whomever is into listening to it:  HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY!!!  It saves everyone hurt, confusion and time wasting.

3/22/2010 4:52:05 AM
I didnt think I would need to make this clear, but apparently I give others more credit than they deserve...

I don't consider you a Dom if you tell me that I will serve you - we meet - only to have you tell me to tie you up, tease and torment you and make you my bitch... 

I dont Top from the bottom - so dont ask me to.  Go find yourself a Domme for that you wanker wannabe...

3/21/2010 1:54:57 PM
Currently working on lactation.  Pumping daily.  If I only had a regular suckler...

3/18/2010 1:14:37 PM
Sooooooooo bored...

3/1/2010 1:35:06 PM
Messages that start with "Fucktoy, you will serve me.  Place yourself under my consideration" and "Get on your knees bitch and answer me with a pic NOW!" will get you laughed at, probably blocked, and sumarily dismissed.  I may have been born at night, but it was NOT last night.

Does that crap actually work on anyone?!?!

2/22/2010 1:18:00 PM

Some musings: For all outward appearances, she was like any other woman in her mid-30's with children.  Perhaps a bit curvier and full figured than some, but she had always been considered sexy.  She was tall and athleticly built, so she carried and hid the extra weight well.  "Rubenesque", that is what they called it, she thought wryly.

On the inside is where she was different.  She was not content with her life.  Again, for all outward appearances, she had that in the bag as well.  She had a great job, a beautiful home, a loving and attentive boyfriend.  They had ups and downs like any normal couple, but things were pretty good most of the time. 

Still, it was not enough for her.  What she thought about at least four times a day, was being someone’s whore.  What she wanted was to debase herself, to be fucked hard, used and treated like a piece of sexual property.  No limits to what she would do to please, to make her Owner want to use her more, and harder.  She would worship his asshole, let him slap and smother her, take her roughly thinking only of his own release.  She craved to be taken, bent over and spanked, probed and pinched, inspected and penetrated.  She imagined small groups of Master’s friends, male and female, also being given leave to use her holes.  He would make her beg them all for their cum, and humiliate herself, all for his amusement and pleasure.  She could hear the names he would call her when she let herself fantasize.  Whore, slut, fucktoy, cumguzzling cunt.  His soft hoarse whisper in her ear as he firmly grasped a handful of her long blonde hair would make her quiver and her pussy drip with aching need to be made his.    

She imagined having the freedom to truly give herself over as a slave, to leave all behind to serve a Master.  Sometimes she even considered a Mistress, but that was usually a fleeting fancy; something to try but not a way to live her life.  But how could she truly feel this way?  She knew it was not right, not moral; to do those things willingly, to crave it.  Frankly, she had to be losing her mind.  She most certainly couldn’t discard her life, her responsibilities to her family.  These were things to be left alone in her head.  They were to remain, had to remain; merely fantasies. 


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prettier
 
 Age: 26
  Illinois