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May 14, 2010

Tattooed Hypnodomme by Fubar Brass

tattooed hypnodomme

tattooed hypnodomme

I received this in March of 2010 as an email. – N.D.


… a fantasy inspired by the amazing photographs on your site, the opening minutes of an encounter (and i love that You have Bob Dobbs tattooed near Your left shoulder — so cool)!
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The tattooed Goddess opens the door after hearing his knock — four times, exactly as She had instructed — and lets him enter a few steps. he places a small gift bag on the floor beside him.  Walking up behind him, She picks up the bag — chocolates, and a card containing Her tribute. She stands behind him, runs Her fingers through his hair, lettng Her long nails gently tickle his scalp, running them down to just below one of his ears.
A moment later, She wraps something soft but snug being wrapped around his throat — a velvet choker, the cool steel half-rings hanging from its front and back tingling as She locks it around his neck. She ties a blindfold over his eyes and around his head, knowing She is wrapping his eyes in a sensation of velvet, and would be listening to the slow, deliberate click, click of Her heels as She walks around him and attaches a leash to the front ring of the choker. She gives one gentle tug to the leash, and he follows. She leads him into a small room, unclasps the leash, then, moving behind him, removes the blindfold, and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.
She brings the bag over to Her favorite chair and decides to indulge herself, removes and opens the box of chocolates, and enjoys one of the beautifully crafted handmade candies. She looks inside the bag, and smiles as She sees he brought the toy She had commanded him to buy.
A few minutes later, She hears him knock twice — again, precisely as instructed. She opens the door to see him standing with his back to Her, wearing the stockings and garter belt She had left in the room with a note saying simply, “Wear these.” She again runs Her nails up and down his back, then replaces the blindfold, clips a pair of dangly rings to his earlobes and slides bangles around his right wrist. She teases his earlobes, making the rings swing back and forth, then walks around to his front, refastens the leash, gesturing again for him to follow Her.
She leads him to the front of same large chair in the main room, to a pillow laying on the floor just in front of it, with enough room in front for Her to stand and be seated comfortably. She stops himwith a single finger to the top of the bridge of his nose, and pulling downward on the leash induces hin th kneel on the pillow.
She walks around and seats herself, then removes the blindfold, letting him see the Goddess in Her overwhelming beauty. She sees his eyes are dazzled by the intricate, vivid tattoos that cover Her torso, small portions concealed by a garter belt attached to sheer stockings and open-toe heels. She sees his eyes locked on Her professionally manicured fingers.
She holds them closer to his eyes, moving them as if She were slowly playing the piano. Her nails, long and done in a dark, shimmering polish, reflect the room light into his eyes as She moved them about.
She slowly moves Her undulating fingers up Her chest to Her nipples, which She begins to tease as She begins to lean a little toward him. She sees he cannot remove his eyes from Her mesmerizing nails, and takes Her right hand from Her hardened nipple, pointing at Her other, impelling him to stare at it. As he watches, She takes one of his hands, raises it to his own breast, and guides one of his finger to circle his own nipple at the same speed with which She keeps hers hard. Removing Her hand, he begins to tease his already hard nipple as She takes his other hand, guiding him to do the same. His eyes remain locked on the nails of Her right hand as he masturbates his tits in Her rhythm.
She moves Her right hand next to the fingers teasing Her breast, gesturing as if casting a spell, his eyes now captured by Her other hand, which moves toward Her dark, gypsy-like eyes, now gazing at his, drawing Her new slave deeper under Her spell. She cocks Her head to one side, moving the trance-inducing hand toward his eyes, inches from them. After a few seconds, She lays a finger on the center of his lower lip, rubbing a slow cirle around his mouth as She opens hers, stopping the circle She has drawn on his lips at the center of the lower one, pressing down gently. She watches his mouth open in imitation of his Goddess, his eyes staring into hers, his body completely under Her control. She contemplates the hypnotized ultrasubmissive’s lips, and considers the possibility of painting them to help train him to give Her perfect head…

… a fantasy inspired by the amazing photographs on your site, the opening minutes of an encounter (and i love that You have Bob Dobbs tattooed near Your left shoulder — so cool)!

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The tattooed Goddess opens the door after hearing his knock — four times, exactly as She had instructed — and lets him enter a few steps. he places a small gift bag on the floor beside him.  Walking up behind him, She picks up the bag — chocolates, and a card containing Her tribute. She stands behind him, runs Her fingers through his hair, lettng Her long nails gently tickle his scalp, running them down to just below one of his ears.

A moment later, She wraps something soft but snug being wrapped around his throat — a velvet choker, the cool steel half-rings hanging from its front and back tingling as She locks it around his neck. She ties a blindfold over his eyes and around his head, knowing She is wrapping his eyes in a sensation of velvet, and would be listening to the slow, deliberate click, click of Her heels as She walks around him and attaches a leash to the front ring of the choker. She gives one gentle tug to the leash, and he follows. She leads him into a small room, unclasps the leash, then, moving behind him, removes the blindfold, and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

She brings the bag over to Her favorite chair and decides to indulge herself, removes and opens the box of chocolates, and enjoys one of the beautifully crafted handmade candies. She looks inside the bag, and smiles as She sees he brought the toy She had commanded him to buy.

A few minutes later, She hears him knock twice — again, precisely as instructed. She opens the door to see him standing with his back to Her, wearing the stockings and garter belt She had left in the room with a note saying simply, “Wear these.” She again runs Her nails up and down his back, then replaces the blindfold, clips a pair of dangly rings to his earlobes and slides bangles around his right wrist. She teases his earlobes, making the rings swing back and forth, then walks around to his front, refastens the leash, gesturing again for him to follow Her.

She leads him to the front of same large chair in the main room, to a pillow laying on the floor just in front of it, with enough room in front for Her to stand and be seated comfortably. She stops himwith a single finger to the top of the bridge of his nose, and pulling downward on the leash induces hin th kneel on the pillow.

She walks around and seats herself, then removes the blindfold, letting him see the Goddess in Her overwhelming beauty. She sees his eyes are dazzled by the intricate, vivid tattoos that cover Her torso, small portions concealed by a garter belt attached to sheer stockings and open-toe heels. She sees his eyes locked on Her professionally manicured fingers.

She holds them closer to his eyes, moving them as if She were slowly playing the piano. Her nails, long and done in a dark, shimmering polish, reflect the room light into his eyes as She moved them about.

She slowly moves Her undulating fingers up Her chest to Her nipples, which She begins to tease as She begins to lean a little toward him. She sees he cannot remove his eyes from Her mesmerizing nails, and takes Her right hand from Her hardened nipple, pointing at Her other, impelling him to stare at it. As he watches, She takes one of his hands, raises it to his own breast, and guides one of his finger to circle his own nipple at the same speed with which She keeps hers hard. Removing Her hand, he begins to tease his already hard nipple as She takes his other hand, guiding him to do the same. His eyes remain locked on the nails of Her right hand as he masturbates his tits in Her rhythm.

She moves Her right hand next to the fingers teasing Her breast, gesturing as if casting a spell, his eyes now captured by Her other hand, which moves toward Her dark, gypsy-like eyes, now gazing at his, drawing Her new slave deeper under Her spell. She cocks Her head to one side, moving the trance-inducing hand toward his eyes, inches from them. After a few seconds, She lays a finger on the center of his lower lip, rubbing a slow cirle around his mouth as She opens hers, stopping the circle She has drawn on his lips at the center of the lower one, pressing down gently. She watches his mouth open in imitation of his Goddess, his eyes staring into hers, his body completely under Her control. She contemplates the hypnotized ultrasubmissive’s lips, and considers the possibility of painting them to help train him to give Her perfect head…

Tattooed Hypnodomme

Tattooed Hypnodomme

April 30, 2010

Working Out the Kinks

I looooove me some TSKINK.com! It’s a site that’s definitely up there when I think about depraved shemale domination. Face it, you wimpy bottoms. Ruthlessness and wickedness are exactly what you need to keep you pounding your puds when you go online. And watching these dominas spit in and slap the faces of these bottom boys is one of the main attractions imho. Cowboys may break broncos, but these Tgirls break bottom ASS! Wanna see how? Please be advised, they show absolutely no mercy as they bind these punks up and make them grovel on their bellies. Girls, you may need to hold on to your boyfriends tightly when they get to bed tonight. It’s going to be a bumpy ride. ;)  lol

tskink Nicolly Navarro
TSKINK

April 29, 2010

Foxxx HOLES!

Danielle Foxx is a pervert. I’m not quite sure there’s any other way to put it. But she’s also an irresistibly HOT pervert, and you can get some sizzling hot cock-sucking ACTION from her at www.SexChangeGirl.com. She’s endlessly blowing big meat whistles through a GLORY HOLE. She’s also doing a lot of HOT FUCKING with some of the most stunning shemale porn stars today. Mia Isabella, Victoria Di Prada, TS Foxxy, and more. Danielle’s twat may have been made in Thailand, but every square inch of her speaks the universal language of FILTHY “FUCK”. You want a piece of that? Then it’s time to take your hand off your cock for just long enough to JOIN HER SITE NOW!!!

The Green Hole

The Green Hole

Danielle gets her pussy filled with black dick

Danielle gets her pussy filled with black dick

Danielle and Mia Isabelle

Danielle and Mia Isabella

January 17, 2010

Ass Fucking, and Other Higher Forms of Love

Filed under: Nicole's "To Do" List — Tags: , , — Nikki Dupre @ 4:24 am

I love getting fucked in the ass. There. I said it. And I’m not ashamed. But don’t misunderstand me. I enjoy doing the fucking (aka “topping“) just as much as I like having my own rectum porked. For instance, last weekend this hot little tranny, who I will only refer to here as “Teresa”, talked her way into my upper east side hotel room. That’s right. My tiny black heart caved in, and I had gay sex with a  nymphomaniac tranny. — And let me explain something here and now. A straight guy having sex with a passable transsexual is NOT gay. This is perhaps the biggest misconception EVER concerning sex with shemales. From everything I’ve observed, guys rarely get turned on by an actual vagina. Sorry, but they get turned on by the chick’s overall appearance. For instance, just take a look at Danielle Foxx…

Danielle

Danielle

(Ok… Now take your hand off your dick, and keep reading.)

But when two transsexuals fuck, ie. same-sex intercourse; well, that’s just gay. And since the world is going to end in less than two years, according to the Mayan calender and Hollywood, I figured that gay sex was something I should try a time or two, or maybe even a few hundred. — But back to Teresa. Teresa and I are in love. Tho’ not that mushy, suffocating love that they try to pretend is alive and well on all the daytime soap operas. I mean TRUE love. We’re not getting married. We’re not even monogamous. And we certainly are NOT “fuck buddies”. Fuck buddies are non-commital, shallow assholes who use each other for sex. That’s not Teresa and me. In fact, we may never fuck again. We don’t need to. We hit the highest highs the first time. It wasn’t planned out nonsense. It was thrilling and wild, the way love should be. Love and sex are not logical, thank sweet baby Jesus. They defy logic. That’s why the best sex a married man will have is with an escort, not his wife. The risks, the challenges, the unpredictability, etc ALL make them feel happy to be ALIVE. And, fellas, by all means; go home and treat the mothers of your children like the queens they are, you fucking bums. I’m not giving you an excuse to ruin the only decent thing you’ve ever done with your poorly planned lives. But since you have absolutely no control over sexual lusts, and you’ll become maladjusted freaks unless you get your rocks off properly once in a while;  just cut to the chase and go get yourself a “private model”. But I digress. Back to Teresa again. The sex was glorious and I’d dare say, “magical”.  She fucked me doggie, pulled my hair and smacked my ass; making me pre-cum  a big sticky puddle. Then I went inside of her. She rode me cowgirl for a good hour, and shot a big hot load over my shoulder. I pumped her asshole doggie style for almost 90 minutes, until we each kept getting charlie horses. There were flying cumshots, eye-crossing fellatio, deep tissue massages, passionate kissing, cuddling afterwards, and tender spooning.  All in all, we fucked our brains out for over 3 hours, and there was never a dull moment. And now, we’re in T-love. Isn’t that a cute story? :D

December 23, 2009

Sneak Peek: Tara Emory Was Positively ABUSIVE… and It Was Utter HEAVEN!

Well, I must tell you all, I think I’ve had perhaps the most humbling experience of my life last month, and never even saw it cumming. Truly, I don’t recall having ever been so humiliated in all my time on this earth. I know. Most of you think I’m kidding, don’t you? I almost wish I was. But I have photographs that prove I’m not. Let me try to explain this the best way I can. I’m usually the take-charge cunt in any and all situations. I’m the nasty bitch who strikes fear and terror into the hearts of  the timid and weak. I’m the fire-breathing trans-zilla your mother warned you about. I mean, I’m Nicole Dupre, god fucking damn it!!! If that’s not saying it all, you must’ve been in a fucking coma for the past two years.

Tara Enslaves Nicole

But, truth be told, the tables were turned.  I was taught a serious and painful lesson up there in Boston.  And, this time, I was the weak one, submitting to whatever sadistic pleasures that this… this… SHE-DEVIL, Tara Emory, had in store for me! We were supposed to… lol… yes… “supposed” to get together for a friendly little chat. I was visiting the Ecstatic 1 himself up in the Boston area that weekend, and she and I agreed to discuss doing some work together. I simply thought, ‘Ok. That’s basic enough. I’ll take this innocent redheaded TS over my knee, and spank the sass right out of her until she pleads for mercy’. But nooooooooooooo! Not that day, because I was immediately mesmerized by her charming demeanor, and intoxicated by her sultry grace. And, before you know it, she was walking me on a leash like fucking poodle through her dungeon! The humiliation was sinful and scathing. I was a mere plaything, in the hands of this Cruella deVille with a she-cock. She put me in a stockade. She chained me up. She smacked my big 40D shemale tatties with whatever she found handy. She fucked me missionary. She fucked me doggie. And I… begged… for more. I even agreed to see her again, although I know full-well that the likelihood of this debauchery happening again is all too real. But… I want it. God help me, I want her to hurt me! I definitely need Mistress Tara to hurt and punish me. I’ve been a royal cunt, I deserve no mercy. I see that clearly now.

December 8, 2009

Nicole Dupre’s BLOWJOBS

As anyone who knows me well knows, I fucking LOVE LOVE LOVE oral sex. Yes indeed, I do love receiving head but, man-oh-Manishevitz, I sure do love giving it too. Yesterday was a perfect example. I’m in my hotel room on East 30th St, and the phone rings. A gentleman by the name of Andrew calls and says he wants to come over and give me top-notch fellatio, and swears that I will think he was the best ever. Well, truth be told, the best oral I’ve ever received was from another pre-op transsexual. But that’s another story for another blog, and I’ll get around to sharing that one too eventually. But here’s what happened yesterday with Andrew. Btw, pay no mind to the part where I told him to get out. I was just kidding. Five minutes later, I felt the need to suck some cock, and told him to take his clothes off again, and kick back on the king size bed. Here’s most of what I said…

RECEIVING:

Start by licking the head… There you go. Good boy.

Now, start sucking it about half way, and do nice things with your tongue. Atta’ boy. Very nice.

Now go down, all the way, until you get to the base of my shaft… Stop! Stop right there… Just stay there for a moment, and look up into my eyes…

“I love you” too, my dear.

Ok. Get a nice motion going, sweetheart… There you go. Make it feel like I’m fucking your mouth…. YES!!!

Now… suck it until it explodes with cum in the back of your throat.

Very nice. That was wooooonderful. ;)

Ok. Now get the fuck out of here. I’ve got shit to do.

Thanks.

Ok. Now, as I said, I couldn’t let the guy walk away without a little payback. I mean, I can be a cunt, but i’m not a heartless cunt. So here’s how it went when I got Andy back in the sack…

GIVING:

Daddy, just lie back.

You know your girl wants to make you feel good. I’m sorry I was so mean a little earlier. Please, my darling. Allow me to make it up to you? Please?

Let me see if I can find a way… In fact, I think I have an idea! :)

Well, what do we have here?!?

Wow… You have a beautiful cock. Have I ever told you that?

“Always”? lol… I know.  lol  I can be so silly. My friends all tell me that I talk too much, and that I have what you’d call an… oral compulsion. I talk too much, and sometimes I smoke too much too.

But, daddy. Let me show you what else I can do with my mouth. I think you’ll like it better than the talking or the smoking.

I’m going to put my tongue on the head of that cock. Ok? I’ll be gentle. Promise…

You liked that? lol I’m glad. But I want that cock inside of my mouth, ok? Let me start by just putting in up to right below the head…

There. Felt nice, right? Ok. Again, but this time I want to massage it right below the head with my tongue. Tell me if it feels good like that…

lol Wow. You liked that little massage, I see. Huh? I’m glad. Now I’m going to go further, all the way the the base, and just let it sit there. But then I’m gonna slowly go back up with lots of suction, and wait until I feel it throb inside my mouth. And when I get half way up? I’m gonna go up and down on it. Every time, it will touch the back of my throat, and when I get back up to the upper neck, my tongue is gonna go kinda crazy…

Wow!!! You really liked that, I see. lol How about I do that again and again, until you’re ready to explode?…

Yay!!! Good for you, daddy! That sure is a lot of hot white cum you shot!

Thank you daddy… I love to make you feel good, because I love you so much.

Well, there you have it, folks. I suppose in keeping with holiday season, the lesson to be learned here may just well be that “It is far better to give than to receive”? I dunno. Personally, I really big on BOTH! lol

God bless us, everyone! :D

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