The one kind thing I'll do...

********is set you FREE...********
"Strong women intimidate boys, but excite men."
... let's have you dance for your mistress upon that deliciously blurry little line, and suffer the sweetest exhilaration of self-discovery.

A modest confession... I am a vampyre, an erotic priestess of the highest order, untouchable, sweet, condescending, aloof, quite adorable, elegant, demanding, sensually sadistic, and oh so amused by all the cutest weaknesses boys just like you find so compulsive and compelling.

As the head of a cult of carefully selected, vampyric priestesses and Our human property, I welcome new supplicants to join and feed Our ranks. Blood has no interest for us. No, we seek the energy connection of power exchange, of endless devotion expressed in the gesture of your lips to Our polished toenails, and the artistry of weaving the perfect web onto which your helpless limbs might cling everlastingly.

Thursday, February 15, 2018

BALLS 2 THE WALL 2018 :::: GYNARCHY!!!!


So with all this knocking around of comments, requests, demands, pleadings, and the deepest desires of the male populace, I believe we simply have no other choice but to relaunch

BALLS 2 THE WALL

for those of you as of yet unfortunately unaware of this magnificently depraved CFNM experience, read on. This party is truly special.... a dream of mine, in fact, borne of the many frustrations we've all endured in every other event we've ever attended. It relies on one very fundamental rule of living:
EXPECT THE BEST AND PEOPLE WILL RISE TO THE OCCASION.
This means, that if you create an experience according to the standard formula, expect mediocre results.
WELL, I DON'T MUCH LIKE MEDIOCRITY.
So, after spending so many a night lurking about in supposed femdom events long long ago, analytically probing the moments which just seem to snatch the fun from what should be a raucous and debaucherous good time, it occurred to Me that My TRUE FEMDOM DUNGEON DREAM was to see what might be done to INVERT THE SYSTEM... How could I craft what would be a SLAVEPIT STYLE shindig, where ALL the men are MERE PROPERTY, to be stripped down and trussed up at Our feverish, fem-maniacal whims!?!?!

Tell us more, you say... Well, slaves, some of you already know... I've received many messages about the hoped return of this special party. Though much time has passed since the last one, it was never far from My heart, and it's hard to see anyone who attended one without some raunchy reminiscence. As time trickled by and our old promoter broke off to her own projects, I wondered how I might organize these fine-ass kittens I call friends into something that lived up to My perverted fantasies. So many of My girlfriends and I are true vampyres, lusting for sensual life force, and there is NO better way for us to find this, than at the center of your servile attention. How can we make these pet-men entertain us, amuse us, thrill us, and connect in a world free from the artificial trappings of common society? Deprive them of their clothes, I say. Lock up their things. This means no pants, no wallets, 

NO RIGHTS!!!! OWNED BY A GANG OF HOT WOMEN!!!!!

In order to attend this event, you will be expected to take part in a phone interview, be expected to secure your ticket in advance, and be expected to demonstrate that you are the kind of guy that a gang of hot, sophisticated, fun, evil, goddessy, and predatory Women would find pleasurable.

Are you Ready?

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