You May Service Me In Any Way I Choose,as Your Such A Pretty Sissy I Expect You To Get On Your Knees

reblog if you want to be a slut in church !!!

Sluts in church.

Not really but I'd love to pound her holes for a day or two,!!

Do you want a goddess to train you like this and give you the best lifestyle you desire for a better tomorrow if you are serious kindly send a text message

love to pound on her dressed like this,!!!

nice to see cunts with the right attitude,reblog if you want to be a cunt to a dominant husband!!!

Sex is not for me. Sex is for my husband.

Pleasure is not for me. Pleasure is for my husband.

Orgasms are not for me. Orgasms are for my husband.

Dignity is not for me. Dignity is for my husband.

im in the UK and would fuck the holy shit and own all the sissy faggots I can !!!

#Nicky

well why didn't you say so faggot,just ask,but remember to say please!!!

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Come here...

happy to streach your nipples and twist the shit out of them,slap your tits and spank your ass,just ask politely and say please!!!

This is My Story

This is my second attempt at a writer’s blog.  Shortly after Tumblr started, in 2008, I created my own writing blog here.  My account grew into a good-sized following.  I wrote about the darker side of life, something we all didn’t talk about much, or at least we didn’t at that time.  This blog will probably lure Boomer prevs and GenX queers whose egg broke in the darkness of sex or who found themselves in the pre-Google times.

With the explosion of social media, the darkness and taboo that is fluent after hours is much more accessible now than it was in the late 80s and 90s.  Being gay or queer was seen a perverse. Two men hugging on television brought viewer discretion warnings, and socially, we were often driven underground.  We had certain bars, certain parts of town, and the back pages of magazines and newspapers. We were fags, dirty, and we could only face our reality drunk or stoned and under the anonymity of night.

For me, writing from a place of experience came easily. This is what this blog is about. My views. My journey. My sexual awaking. My life.

It’s non-traditional.

It’s not openingly accepted. 

In fact, gatekeepers resist with how sex can shape and validate us.

They cringe because sex fetishizes trans people and the men who prey against us are foul, disgusting, and creepy. 

What’s not talked about openingly are the trans woman who seek out those men.

This blog is a relapse of short stories, snippets, and traumas, littered with my non-forgettable smells of stale alcohol, cigarette smoke, used condoms, seedy arcades and gay bathhouses, and the validation of egg slut that was sexually hyperactive and craved the high that came from being used by men under the protection and justification of night.    

This is my story.

the more perverted the sin the sweeter it tastes,reblog and tell me about your sins and kinks,or DM me !!!

Yes Sin does feel Goddamn Good. Feels even better on SINDAY. Today is SINDAY so give Sin a try. HAIL SATAN!!! FUCK Jesus!!!

Reblog these sweet sissy faggots ,it gets them all happy and horny,expose them all over there hometowns so men can go fuck them as and when they want to,show their wife's what a bunch of cock loving sad fucks they have married,expose them ,blackmail em and go and fucking own them,it's what they really want and dream of,right sissys!!!

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