Whenever you are told not to do something,do you not only want to do it more?

The sign says don’t walk, and than you cross anyway, the big red button clearly says do not  push it, and yet you feel compelled to push it as hard and fast as you can!  Is this not the natural human instinct? Are we thrill seekers, adventurers, or just a bunch of assholes and danger whores?
I would like to take the low road on this one and label myself one of the fore mentioned danger whores. The twisted dark steps that we take, down, down the spiral staircases of lust,ecstasy, and the unknown….I am not speaking in terms of just politely spanking your school teacher (aka your GF  in a bad outfit), I am talking about the unknown unknowns, dungeons, whips, ropes,cuffs, and for the not so faint of heart perhaps maybe even a little blood?…
There are things far older, and much more fascinating, in the deep dark places of the world, come and take a closer look…a peek behind the red door, but be warned, you will be forever changed if you do.
I am a firm believer in living through experience, not just an observer, I involve all of my senses. I invite you to share in one of my darker, more dangerous trips into the dark places of the night, beyond the gentle houses of you neighbors and friends.
A place where “no” is a word of very little consequence, and you are at the mercy of others, a slave to their every whim….Won’t  you please leave the comfort of your sanity and join me, who knows you may never want to go back……..I never have…..
The air is hot, damp, thick, as though you could suffocate if left out to long. The moon is swollen and full, strange for such hot weather no?   This is Louisiana swamp country, old and steadfast, the womb from which strange is born.
I am a creature of this womb also, I have played in the shadows, the things that go bump in the night have always been my companions, but this is not a story of those things, not yet anyway….We begin somewhere much more grande, beautiful music, elegant rooms of warm Mahogany, with expensive furnishings at every turn, a full bar of spirits, and delicacies of every nation to both satiate and ensnare the senses!
I welcome you to Monticello, the Bordello of Kings, and the home of my mistress Madame Juno Caspar Louvre, and her ladies of the evening…and I am Lucy, confidant and attendant to Madame Juno….among other things (wink)
Won’t you let me run you a bath, a drink perhaps? We have several ladies who will be along to entertain you…..You are comfortable are you not? Good, we will begin after you have been properly tended.
As you leave the room you notice how eerily quiet it seems, besides the music there is an almost sinister feeling, but your sleepy, so, sleepy, your feet begin to feel like anvils, you fight to stay awake as you know this is not right. You are lead into a bedroom, warmed by the elaborately carved fire place, and furnished with a large 4 poster bed filled with shall we say, your cocks delight!
You feel your staff start to rise, as you make your way towards the 3 sirens, waiting and eyeing you hungrily from the bed….your cock starts to twitch in time with your beating heart, as the redhead makes her move.  Crawling on her knees, tongue lolling, her mouth is agape, she starts to tear at your clothes with claws, yes CLAWS, that seem almost super natural...animal!  She licks at your neck, slowly sliding towards your chest, running her claws down your back, she makes a small slice. This strangely excited the others,as they turn from licking each others, smooth, hairless,pussies, shiny and slick with cum and saliva, to lapping furiously at the fresh incision. Your mind is well past no at this point( I told you..wink) and you give over to your voluptuous hosts. You have become an explorer…searching the tight cunts of the three, using your cock to satiate them, as you slide your fist into the round, perfect ass of the brunette, you feel the tight, wet warmth of the blonde, cumming, and moaning, almost a growl as she slams her body up and down, landing hard enough to make her breast jiggle, and bring fourth spurting, pearl streams of desire, mixed with fear and elation, of what would come next….. but your tired now, and its to much to think. Your just so fucking tired, so for now sleep…just sleep..

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