I can't help but notice that noone has really discussed the story I found on a horrible fetish site that happened to turn me on even while I was disgusted that I mentioned a while back. People,
I need to know I am not a pervert. The hideous pee thing nearly had me gouging my eyeballs out, but the other subjects mentioned had me performing the good ol shake hands with mister trouser snake. To save you trouble, I will post an extract here.
A short extract Heccubus. This thread is about porn sites, mister paranoid. Therefore it is on topic. Q-E-Fucking-D. Cry me a fucking river.
I have done a Slade and removed the horrible horrible thing that had me retching the contents of my stomach up, along with certain words that
some moderators may deem offensive. Come on, this story aint so bad after that. It features femdom. It also features lesbianism, for chrissake. The most glorious form of homosexuality known to man. It also features something LTTS recently mentioned on another thread. The glories of feminine shaving. And I'm not talking about their legs here, oh no. Okay, THAT probably makes me a pervert. Along with Barend and Laughlyn.
AN EXTRACT FROM A STORY WHOSE TITLE IS TOO DISTURBING TO REPEAT HERE.
Amanda was suddenly enjoying this, when I removed her COMPLETELY DRY skirt and panties she was clearly excited, and her KITTEN was already creamy. It became even more so when I tied her wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed with straps I found in her wardrobe. Then from the bathroom I brought her lady shaver, some shaving cream together with a new razor, and bowl of hot water. As I started to remove the thicker part of her COMPLETELY NON SEXUAL HAIR using the trimmer on the lady shaver, her bottom started to wriggle. She moaned, "Ooh! I want to come, please frig me mistress." Things were going just the way I wanted. "You rude little girl," I snapped. "This is not to give you pleasure but to punish you for breaking your promises and cumming as well as NOT DOING ANYTHING ELSE AT ALL WHATSOEVER". I deliberately nicked her with the trimmers as I shaved her. "Please don't do that," she wailed.
"Then you had better keep still!" (Even though I knew I was going to make that impossible) "Or it will be the worse for you!"
Finishing with the trimmer, I bathed her with the warm water as she strained against the straps to bring her legs together, and tried to rub against the flannel. I suppressed my feelings of pity as well as my own excitement and the throb of my KITTEN. Then I used a sable make-up brush to apply the shaving soap, making sure I tantalized her by repeatedly drawing it over the lips of her twitching KITTEN.
This may seem somewhat inconclusive, but a hideous incident occured soon after this that had my wanting to wipe out whoever wrote this, along with their friends, their families and their entire genetic code.
Please tell me one of you got off on this.
Please.EDIT: Excorcised the demon known as HTML.
This post has been edited by Voodoo dog: 20 May 2005 - 04:07 PM