boicow, 26
i am a 26 year old looking to live as a Master's milking cow. i understand that it is a bizarre fetish, but i hope to exist as a cow, in every way. i have had training and experience and produce a lot of milk for a Master - generally 5-6 times a day. please be serious.
_____________
circumcize4cut, 20
Every time I show up hoping to find a rude scumbag that'll break me in and I instead end up power-fucking some homo's loose ass I get angrier and angrier; one of these days I'll start taking teeth with me as payment for my wasted time.
_______________
!!ENDIT!!, 22
some fuckin seriuos MASTER?? SATANIC SLAVE 4 S=NUF
_______________
lisse8616, 18
he is a high school boy ,virgin,sexually straight, rather timid in spite of his need to be educated in a very destructive way, he is obedient and masochist since he recognized that when he was much younger he already looked for an adult on the web to be trained and educated in a sm way and he found one who ordered him to burn his balls and ass with cigarettes and a piece of metal hot. This created scars that ruin the aspect of his balls and ass and it was made on purpose to make him uninteresting for the girls, who quite certainly would run away if they saw this, and to impose him to have a body that clearly shows people what he is when they see him naked.
he told us he hoped to be educated in such a way that it will really definitly prevent him to become a man and even to remain a boy that is that will not only forbid him to get any erection, masturbation, to penetrate and to have orgasm but also that will really make him completely and definitiveley unable to have an erection so that even if he didn't wear a cb he would be totally unable to get erect ,seduce a girl, penetrate her; thus to become some kind of euneuch but not really so that he would , as opposed to real euneuchs, still have the sexual needs and urges of boys but that this would be the only one and last part of a boy that would be left to him just to make his life hell.
_______________
Iswallowgroupmeat, 26
I’ll lay on my back then roll up onto my shoulders. You work my hole open until it’s gaping. You sit on my ass, hole to hole and shit directly into me. Your cock hanging down in my face pissing into my open mouth.
_____________
isolatedindarkness, 24
strip my spiderman costume in NYC on Dec 26ish
_______________
boyryan54, 23
I am so fervid I had a delicate condition editing my profile from start to finish, I mean how could I not arrange inconvenience, I am lovely. This worthless lad will discharge regular more milk on my body and cock and misidentify it with sticky hot cum to create the most unforgettable coiton cocktail ever and enjoy it over and over again. When I finally take your fist in my ass or face there's no pretending; you will definitely determine I am definitely beside myself and ready to die.
______________
pupcake88, 22
i am not my body or how i choose to destroy it because I don't really know what I'm doing. lest see whos going to drag me in.
______________
Doggiewolfboi, 22
if u cant punch me in the face then ur not for me
(i wrote a book called The Adventures of Doggiewolfboi and i wouldn't wanna tell u where to find it but if I did tell u I'd say ABDLU (.) com)
________________
boywantstobeman, 19
love football..live for football
03/01/09 - 100% active (top)
09/01/09 - 100% active (top)
10/01/09 - 90% active (bot) / raw, pied
08/08/09 - 85% active (bot)
01/01/10 - 80% active (flip)
15/06/10 - 70% active (bot)
20/06/10 - 65% active (bot) / raw
04/07/10 - 65% active (top)
20/07/10 - 65% active (flip)
25/07/10 - 65% active (top) / raw
16/08/10 - 65% active (flip)
20/08/10 - 65% active (bot) / raw, pied
21/08/10 - 65% active (bot) / raw, pied
22/08/10 - 65% active (bot) / raw, pied
30/08/10 - 65% active (flip)
31/08/10 - 65% active (flip)
04/09/10 - 65% active (flip) / raw, pied
06/09/10 - 10% active (bot) / raw, pied
09/09/10 - 10% active (bot)
_________________
DestroytheKid, 22
What I am looking for? well sadists, thugs, evil masters to beat the crap out of me. Spend a day, two days, several days punching and hurting me. Passion is a must. Share your mindset with me. (Will NOT help Masters find SNUFF SLAVES)
_________________
ossifyme, 21
toyboy learning to deep thought dont quit have the hang of it yet.
_____________
waitingmummy, 25
5'4'' 120 lbs 26" waist, hairless, white, brown/ brown in need of mummifcation asap.
_____________
lokey388, 20
I am more than willing to have ANYTHING brutal done to me that is necessary to make you feel better. Beat me, rape me, punch me, spit on me, shit on me, flog me, poke and prod me, use needles, ANYTHING! Forcibly rip open my hole. I want insane sized and shapes objects shoved in my ass.
_________________
milkyballs, 19
who want me? somebody talk:(
_______________
2scum, 26
We're looking for someone to tie up my brother with.
__________________
TheRedSlave, 23
Titian. Red Blond. Ginger. Strawberry Blond.
Orange Red. Auburn. Copper Blond. Burnt Orange.
Redheads may come in a variety of shades, but we’ll never mistake that for being prosaic. Only an estimated one to two percent of the earth’s population can say they boast natural red tresses. Scarcity breeds a fetishistic creed.
Running your fingers through a fiery red brush cut. Clasping rippling porcelain flesh. Beholding a golden red trim line south of the navel-- now forever known as the Fire Crotch. Having a pair of glacial blue eyes gaze up at you with wild carnal abandon. These are the few moments in life that can truly be called rapturous.
But redheads, they’re the wild cards that break from the pack and run the gamut. Down through the epochs they’ve been cast as firecrackers with blazing tempers, fearless and brazen non-conformists, comical rogues, formidable heroes, deviant tricksters and tarty jesters.
If there’s one stereotype that’s endured longer than any other, it’s the image of redheads as libidinous, sexually aggressive and just plain hot as hell.
For redheads and their admirers, now may be the time to worry. A much-publicized UK-based study predicts the red hair gene is in retrograde and likely to be driven into extinction within the next hundred years.
Any way you slice it, the Copper Tops of the world are too precious to even chance that they might join the ranks of the Quagga, Pygmy Mammoth and the Broad-Faced Potoroo. Paid vacations, financial incentives and prize giveaways are exigent to ensure that the Vermilion — like the imperiled but determined cottontails of Watership Down — not only survive but thrive for a promising tomorrow. Let there be rampant, wanton propagating in the name of Crimson Pride.
____________
Iagoat, 19
Well I wear glasses and I'm lookin for someone to wipe there spunk on my lenses and give me a wet willy.
______________
groupslave, 20
Whips / Chains / Music / Whatever
----
*
p.s. Hey. So, I made it back to Paris, but it wasn't easy. Details below, I guess. ** Killer Luka, Oh, I've snorted some of that. It's excellent. ** Little foal, Hey, D. Really nice to hear you sounding so jazzed. I need a clean room and new clothes. Badly. I'm kind of way up for Xmas too. Xmases in Paris are all about the atmosphere for me since there's no family around and, this year, all my local friends will be gone. I don't have to shop, so maybe I will, ha ha. Just to see the holiday-inflected interior decorating. So, Xmas this year promises to be a sparkly desert island without the desert. ** Thomas, Hey, man! Long time so see, and it's a real pleasure. Yeah, Munich, I was there. I didn't have time to do much of anything, and the fact it was way sub zero outside and snowing and my only shoes are tennis shoes with a hole in the bottom, left my exploration quite minimal. But I saw a bit. The Nazi era section was pretty impressive looking, and the part where I was staying was just a bunch of anonymously new looking buildings full of slightly German-inflected shops. I've been to Germany before, but only the westernmost part: Koln, Dusseldorf, Frankfurt, and those kinds of places. How are you doing, man? What's going on? What's new? ** David Ehrenstein, Wonderful to see you, sir. ** Math, Hey, pal. That's what it is? I was hoping it was some innovative new chemical offshoot. It's really great to see you. I hope things there are getting happier and more in tune with your greatness. ** Steevee, Hey. I've only heard a track or two off the new Kanye West album. He's never really done it for me in any big way. He bugs me, and his fiddling is creative, but I haven't gotten what the big deal is supposed to be, yet anyway. ** David, No, I never read from works in progress. As I think I've mentioned here, I made the mistake of reading part of 'God Jr.' at an event before the novel was finished, and even though the response was great, it was so weirdly traumatic for me that I stopped working on the novel for almost a year afterwards. Anyway, my new novel is going to be really difficult to read aloud. I really don't know I'll be able to do it when the time comes for me to have to do it. ** Tomkendall, Thanks a whole lot again, Tom. The post occasioned a really interesting and lively back and forth here, which is always the sign of a post that really matters. ** JoeM, Greetings, Mr. M. Man, it's freezing here too. -4 degrees outside as I type. RIP: Leslie Nielsen indeed. I loved him. I think he was kind of a comic genius even. Yeah, it's really sad. He was great. ** Marlowe, Rawr! ** Jaws, Baby seal. ** Alan, Hey, man. It's awesome that you made that query about stand-up. It really made the weekend here a really good one and a really nice thing to come home to. ** Memoirs of a Heroinhead. Hey. Dude, it's cold. Hope your utilities are still fully functioning. ** Adjoun, Hey, man. The director of the Kunstverein in Munich is a Dutch curator, and we were talking about contemporary Dutch artists, and your name came up, and it turns he's a real fan of yours. In fact, the only two current Dutch artists that seemed to put enthusiasm in his tone were you and Lily Van Der Stokker. I'm about halfway through the new Duvert too. It's lovely. I know of Jan Hanlo, I guess from when I lived in Amsterdam. I wonder if he's translated? Do you know? I'll check. Hedi is the whole reason Semiotext(e) published the Duvert book. I don't know why my name would be in there since I'm just a fan of Hedi and Duvert. Now that I'm squared away and with internet again, I'll write you back straight away. ** Sypha, It's coming, man. I got all socked in atmospherically and technologically while I was away. But I'm out of the woods. ** Ishmael, Hey, Ish. I'm trying to get my NYC plans together over here. 5th to the 10th, yes? Or starting the 4th, I guess? That's what Ben said. ** Stan Czarnecki, Stan! Well, hey there, man! It's awesome to see you back, of course. I was wondering how you were and what was going on. And you reappeared while I was in Munich, which is trippy. Sounds like things are very good there. The new digs, in Marina el Rey, no less, and the film shooting ... What's that about by the way? You're making a film? Anything more you can say about that? It was seriously cold and seriously snowy in Munich. Pretty, but it meant that I didn't get out to see or do much. Yeah, the people at Amerikahaus were really great, really nice. I'm pretty good. I'm at the very, very end of my novel finally. Maybe a week of work left, if nothing explodes in my face. Oh, Christina Stead is terrific, no? I should do a post about her or to do with her. Anyway, great to have you back in the fold, my friend! ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. I'm glad you're going to get to see 'Jerk'. I wish I could be there for the performance, but alas. Nice pix of the Horowitz show. Lively. Everyone, the interesting American artist Jonathan Horowitz just had a show open at the DCA in Dundee, and our own _Black-Acrylic was there to capture it and the teeming attendees of its opening event in photo form. Want to see? You can. That is very interesting about the reworking of the Nico album. I wonder how far it got? If it's a TG project, maybe C&C or Genesis can finish it. Thanks much, man. ** Trees, Hey, bud. Thanks a ton for the post, and I'm actually giving it a speedy birth. It'll launch here two days from now aka this Thursday. How's that for service? Hope you don't have to escort, but, if you do, I hope all your johns are easy-to-please and hot tycoons. ** Polter, I'll bet it's cold there. If it's cold here, and it is, I can only imagine what it's like in the serious north. I like your strange cat. I just read in the news yesterday that the fattest cat in the world died. Anyway ... I love the way you write, by the way. Reading your comments is a total pleasure. ** The Dreadful Flying Glove, Hey, pal. Sorry about the ugly couple of days, although hopefully since the ugliness' source was a mirage, the ugliness itself just made you a man. Or something. I don't know what I was trying to get at there exactly. ** Andrew, You cleaned up your room too. You guys are giving me courage. I could do a whole post about the horror and shambles on my desk. ** Bill, Excellent. I'll happily wait until we can be each other's company. ** Scunnard, You were? Weird. Cool for you. Yeah, I missed the local snow. Or I mean the Paris snow. Munich snow is dead serious snow. I can say that with assurance. Not like Paris' frittering little non-stick flakes. ** Allesfliesst, Well, my friend, it was cold. It sure was. I mostly hid from it. Wait, you get internet at home on, uh, Friday? Curry bagel sounds good. ** Dan, Well, hey there, Dan! Excellent to see you. That's funny about your dream because I'm actually working on a zine with Giselle. About spooky houses and mazes and video games. I'm so happy and grateful that things are moving along with 'Weak Species'. That's really exciting, and, yeah, I can't wait to hear the official scoop. I'll be in LA next in early February. We should hook up if you're around. Take care, man. ** The Man Who Couldn't Blog, Hi, Matthew! It's really lovely to see you, and thank you a lot for piping in. I hope all is really, really well with you. ** Creative Massacre, Good, good about the settling down and progress with your mom. Smashed your call into a pole? Yikes. Winter roads being the culprit, I'm betting. ** Misanthrope, When I was first reading your comment, I thought you were saying The Rock was gaudy. The wrestler, ex-wrestler. And that's true too. But you meant the big RC. That mixup wasn't interesting, but it was honest. I'm glad the dentist is on your agenda. When I did my reading in Munich, I read that '15 worst Russian porn websites' piece. And when I got to the entry that referenced Vincent Kartheiser, I said this isn't going to make any sense, but when I got to VK's name, people laughed, and of course it turns out they know 'Madmen', and then I had to explain that I didn't mean that VK, I meant the younger one with long hair, and then nobody knew what I was talking about, and then I wished I'd never said anything in the first place. ** Inthemostpeculiarway, I liked your weekend, even in its post-cat destruction form. It did a lot in a short space. I like that kind of thing. I think you should go to the guy's concert. One, you never know, it might be okay, and, two, you guys will bond if you go, and that's good. Okay, a quick rundown of my weekend. Uh, Saturday: Flew to Munich. It was an uneventful flight. Cabbed into Munich, entered my hotel -- H'Otello, kind of a low budget-ish industrial chic kind of boutique hotel that was fine -- and didn't do much, 'cos it was nighttime and freezing outside, so I just watched German television, and every channel seemed to have a boxing match going on, but I was told that was unusual and that they were all the same boxing match. Still, I decided it must be a German thing to broadcast a boxing match live on every major TV channel. On Sunday, I worked on my novel. I walked around a bit, but, like I said above, it was snowing heavily and I have a hole in my tennis shoes, so I didn't get far. Then I taxied to Amerikahaus where I was doing the reading. Nice building, from the 50s, kind of eccentric but stark. Everyone was nice. I ate some pizza. A guy interviewed me for the radio. He mostly asked me about the Tea Party and Sarah Palin, which was kind of weird. I did the reading. Very small crowd. My work isn't very well liked in Germany. Some guy afterwards told me that Germans don't like 'conceptual fiction', which is what he said my fiction is. The little crowd seemed mostly to like it, but apparently I shocked some people. Then I had a bite to eat and drinks with my hosts at this nice restaurant. Sitting next to us was some supposedly famous German actor who was in 'Gladiator' and is friends with Schwarzenegger, but I didn't recognize him. Then I crashed. Slept, I mean. On Monday, I was supposed to fly back to Paris at 1 pm, but just as I leaving for the airport, the hotel clerk told me all flights were cancelled because of the snow, so I had to book a room for the night since it didn't seem like I was going to leave that day. Then I sat in the room working on my novel, and I finished the final draft, whoo hoo, and now I have to go back through it with a fine toothed comb once or twice. I got a call about 2 pm that there was a new flight, and that I could leave in the late afternoon, so I taxied to the airport, and the flight got delayed twice, but it finally happened, although they had to scrub the plane of ice on the runway and blast it with chemicals and stuff. But I eventually got back to Paris in the evening, where I ate some scraps of food in the refrigerator because it was late and all the food markets were closed, and then I went to sleep. That was the deal. How's Tuesday? ** Well, that seems to be all of you. Okay, it's the last day of the month, so it's slaves day. A pretty good batch up there, by my standards. But have at it with complete autonomy please. And I will see you tomorrow.
No comments:
Post a Comment