If you found little Kelcy hogtied in a abandoned building?? WWUD??

One night in February last year, it was snowing and I was bored. I decided to buy a leotard, bra, phone cord, ski mask, and water balloons at the local Walmart. That same night I put the bra on and inserted two water balloons in the bra. I then tied my penis in back of me and put the leotard on. Then I put the ski-mask on and waited until 3:00 am. I put some pants and a coat on and left my house. I went 4 blocks away and found a open parking garage that was abandoned and took the coat and pants off. I then left the garage and walked around nine or ten blocks with the balloons bouncing inside of the bra that is under the leotard. I then went on a main street and several people saw me. Some guys whistled at me as they were driving by. I then ran about three blocks on that main road getting exited each time a car drove by. Then I turned into an alley and walked about a block down. As I was walking, I didn't notice this old man sitting on a lawn wall. He said to me "Aint it cold out here honey?" I didn't reply. I walked past him, turned the corner and wanted him to see more of my tits bouncing (even though they were fake)and my ass. So I walked past him again and repeated to do so three more times. The fourth time around as I was passing him, he slapped my butt really hard and almost knocked me down. It hurt as first but it felt good shortly after. I then left there and went back to the garage, put my coat/pants back on and took the ski-mask off as I was walking back to my house.

My time in Iraq wasn't all that bad. At least not every day. In between the days watching a good friend get killed, there were some fun times.

Without going into details, we were in a medium sized city, and all the residents abandoned their homes. That meant we were free to go into any house, and tear through it. We went through people's shit. Their clothes, their private stuff, their family albums. We slept in their beds, we shit on their floors, we took what we wanted. We even set houses on fire for no fucking reason at all (Not easy since most of the houses are made of brick and cement).

As much as war sucks, there is a certain ecstasy you get from total anarchy. Imagine how much fun you could have if everyone in your city left, and you could walk into any house, and do whatever you wanted?

You never know what you'll find on VHS tapes in abandoned storage lockers. This woman gets freaky on tape.  

I confess that my most twisted fantasy is to drug this brazilian whore, abandon her in the men's room of the dirtiest, lowest joint on the outskirts of my city, and let her at the mercy of all the lonely, perverted guys there.

What would you do if you are one of the lucky guys that found her that night?

Please degrade her, no limits!!

I confess I have a long distance relationship with a girl who lives in the south. Almost got her into a gangbang at an abandoned house near her place

For those of you into abduction cnc forced drug use and kinky shit hmu ;) let's play would love to grab you by your throat, push you up against the wall, bite your lip spit in your mouth, while I run my hand down to your dripping wet pussy. then throw you down on the bed spread your legs and roll my tounge all over your clit as I slide two fingers deep inside your tight little pussy until I feel your pussy start to tighten around my fingers I go even faster until your cute toes curl and let out this high pitched scream as you cum all over meor what I could do is kidnap you from the mall drug you throw you in my back seat, drive to a abandoned warehouse (my playroom) chain you to the bed shoot you up with a bunch of dope and start fucking your tight little hole and I grab my knfe and hold it to your throat while I use your hole and make you my filthy fucktoy. might be e to kinky for you? Or i could chain you to the bed and give you a fat fucking shot then pull the need le out of your arm and quicly slide my cock deep inside you while you still feel that rush

I confess that I want a good wife who fits the following description.It has deep rooted unresolved trauma. It has an inability to set and keep boundaries.It struggles with self-love, deep rooted feelings of worthlessness and fear of abandonment. Its life experiences before meeting it’s husband has already conditioned it to believe that it’s wants and feelings are irrelevant. It has a history of slutty impulsive behavior and genuinely enjoys being degraded and used like a whore.For anyone who already has a good wife what characteristics need to be added ?

Finding Daddy in a Good Girl

Hello, Everyone,

From the first person, so a lot of I me my... Am working through a painful D/s breakup and was hoping this would help others, so you're the I me my.

After the blind-siding end of a second long-term DD/lg relationship-- the first a 10-year marriage (not surprising), the last a 10-month 24/7 LDR (breathtakingly surprising. Does 10 months count as long-term?)-- and finding once again that I was moaning about passive-aggressive, narcissistic pussies who THINK they're Daddy Doms but are really submissive cowards, I made myself very quiet and asked myself exactly what I thought a good Daddy was.

As a result, instead of moaning some more, crying into my pillow, or sending him a bajillion texts asking him why he was being such a cunt and letting him talk me back into the relationship (or, rather, manipulate me into talking myself back into the relationship), I went out on a tear (thank God for New Orleans), sloshed home to create a FetLife account, joined some relevant groups, contacted a couple of local people who seemed like they knew their way around the scene, and read myself back into soberville for almost 24 hours straight. And then, I started a list of the qualities I thought were essential in a Daddy Dom.

The list of words became fairly lengthy, so I started a taxonomy and they ended up fitting into groups of three. I'm sure the information architect in me (yes, I'm a geek, shut up.) will further categorize these groups, but it just began to seem... I don't know, lyrical. And then, the word, "compassionate" started resonating. First, my eyes were drawn again and again to that 13-letter composition, and then the sound of its 4 syllables echoed fluidly in my head like water moving, and finally that reciprocal beating of the rhythm of the word with my heart that happens when my body's trying to tell me something began.

It occurred to me that it might be the little girl in me that was trying to soften toward him again after he betrayed my trust for the 4th time in as many months. But no, that softening wasn't happening this time (and still isn't, thank you very much). While thinking about this, the question, "What exactly is a Good Girl?" started whispering, and a new list began. And, guess what?

The lists are virtually identical.

To an independent, perceptive, dominant woman in all other aspects of life, this shouldn't have been the epiphany that it was. How could a woman who prides herself on her unerring spidey sense and strength of character be suckered in by not one, but two men of low character who manipulated the very D/s abandon that led her to them initially?

And that's when I realized that compassion wasn't supposed to be reserved solely for others. Unless you consider the little girl inside of a strong woman to be other. And, I don't anymore. That little girl, I, deserve(s) the same compassion, forgiveness and understanding as Daddy does. A Good Girl requires a Daddy with a strength of character to match her own. Even if that requisite reciprocity comes from being her own Daddy while she searches for the man who truly deserves and appreciates her considerable love, power and control.

So, sit tight, little girl. You've got everything you need in the interim.

Here are the lists, if you're interested:

Daddy Is (1) The Law Of Threes:
https://fetlife.com/users/1864710/posts/1228667]

A Good Girl Is (1) The Law Of Threes:
https://fetlife.com/users/1864710/posts/1229514]

XOXOX,
Rain

What you doing to her if she in an abandoned gas station?

fake photo of my niece Darixsa with me, every day I fantasize about taking Darixsa to an abandoned house and fucking her non-stop