tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46466917893407749282012-02-16T01:29:18.632-08:00Extreme FemDom & Ultimate Erotica from the twisted mind of J.T.MarquisJ.T.Marquishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10867565938148946291noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646691789340774928.post-11444488285616892632008-12-09T00:31:00.000-08:002008-12-09T00:32:47.227-08:00

I hear the sounds of your movements. Nearby. A room? A forgotten, dark hallway? Heavy sounds. The sounds of a monster. Something huge, something omnipotent, an embodied universe. Moving. Closer.Fat, black, power-shapes, vast ebony jewel, devourer of universes, ruler of men, destroyer of the insolent.What sound? There! Again. Earthquakes approaching this…this…I don’t know. This place. There is

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An elegant dinner at the finest restaurant. You spare no expense. Her favorite musical is playing at the plush and prestigious Performing Arts Center. Orchestra, center is the only seating she will consider. You’re resourceful. You’ve pulled some prohibitively expensive strings, and you’ve made it happen. She refuses to ride in your Lexus, insisting on nothing less than stretch limo with all the

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I mean less than nothing to you. A mere toy for your amusement. You delight in my suffering and the more flagrantly you use me, the more you humiliate me with utter impunity, the more devilishly aroused you become. I am helpless in the presence of your power, and in your evil clutches I shudder in terror. Through my mind run the words: you are beautiful, you are goddess, you are all-powerful, you

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I tried to tell her that the whole thing was too much, but she just pursed her lips (really pissed off) and told me to kiss her ass. I had always believed, or hoped, anyway, that if she ever found me, I'd be able to man up and tell her to fuck off, that I refused to go through life being so afraid of her like I was before. But now, as soon as I laid eyes on her, I was more helpless than ever. I

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You tell yourself it’s nothing, nothing strange, at any rate. You remember bits and pieces, but you always wish you remembered more. There could have been a touch involved, but it isn’t necessarily so. Sometimes, you remember it coming as nothing more than a slight movement, almost imperceptible, but—and here is where your memory fails—the storm inside that followed was a giant, a cosmic cyclone

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Greetings from Fun City. Today's offering brings you a captivating compendium of awesome upskirts. These wicked little lovelies obviously have their hearts set on driving the local boys out of their minds with their deliciously naughty flash projects, and we say, 'keep up the good work, ladies.' After all, an ambitious little devil-girl should keep busy, shouldn't she?----------------------------

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Greetings from Fun City. Today's offering is all about Ass, and features a booty-licious pair of Old Scratch's Big-Ass favorites, Luscious Lopez and Krystal Jordan. Good, clean fun 'round the ole neighborhood! 100% Certified. Dig.THE ass in public. Luscious came with us down to the local marina so she could walk around and flash her tits and HUGE ass. What a booty. The thing is... Luscious is

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A woman in full possession of her powers can even do it with her arms. It is a specific test she uses to assess the reaches and limits of her strength. Those full, chubby arms, when displayed openly with confidence, are every bit as engaging as her legs and ass, bespeaking the ample implacability, the formidable solidity of her beautiful, powerful body, and the control inherent in its miraculous

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The threat, the anxiety, the fear, the desire. The feeling is like no other. Pure Bliss, Pure Conflict. She comes, always, brandishing her power like a broadsword. Her specific objective is always immaterial. It is the fact that she will have it, and will have it easily that commands our attention. Surely many will protest, arguing that her objective is indeed vitally important. After all

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Greetings from Fun City. Today we pay a little visit to the flagitious farmgirl herself, Mistress Sativa Rose. Sativa has the worst luck with willful, stubborn farm animals, and in today's clips she deals with a particularly obstinate pig-boy that, quite simply, can't follow orders worth a shit. Too bad for him, because Sativa Rose is the last cowgirl on earth you want to fuck with, and in this

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Greetings from Fun City. Today's B-O-R brings you the Ultra-Hot Hellion, Fiona Cheeks and the sadistic tempest, Claire Adams. Fiona is swiftly becoming one of the Nether World's favorites with her dark vibe and kick-ass tatoos. She's just a little on the mean side, too. 100% Certified. Dig it.Men in Pain.com

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Greetings from Fun City. Today we're off to Jolly Old England to check in with the inimitable Power-Domme, Mistress Roug'e. She's from Birmingham and, take my word for it, she's in a class by herself. Serious domination from a real professional. Dig it. 100% Certified!Mistress Roug'e UKMistress Roug'e Video Store (UNBELIEVABLE!)

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She instructed me, in no uncertain terms, to sit in the cushy chair with the big arms and to keep my mouth shut. She walked swiftly into an adjoining room, her massive, gorgeous body threatening to burst the seams of her tight, dark green cocktail dress with each mind-boggling step she took. I sat there in a state of unbearable apprehension, wondering what this power-crazed giantess had in mind

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Greetings from Fun City, and welcome to Beelzebub's Focus on Education. Whether it's Teachers Gone Mad, or The Revenge of Satan's Schoolgirls, you'll definitely get a rise out of these Devilish Pedagogical Delights. 100% Certified, so enjoy! Eurobabe Schoolgirl Revenge

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The rusted hinges squeal like nails across a blackboard as the tattered wooden door is opened. The summer sunlight nearly blinds the creature within, forcing his eyes shut tight as they await acclimation. There is a grotesque, fetid stench of shit and urine wafting heavily from the box as a powerful hand jerks the creature by his hair towards the light.-How dare you close your eyes in my presence

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Greetings from Fun City. A tip o' the hat this week to the deliciously vicious Dragon Lily, and the seriously hot Gianna Michaels. Both of these fabulous femme fatales are delightful reminders of the fact that Devil-Girls rule. May your shorts be sprayed with these 100% Certified Specials. Enjoy.---------------------------------------------------- Dragon Lily (Kelley Maren)**********Gianna

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She stands before the mirror beaming at the body on that girl. Slaps that prime of her life ass. It snaps back, firm and ready for more. Her legs, spectacles of the spheres, thick and shapely. The twin towers between Heaven and Hell. The motions of her miracle fill the void of this, her space, with kinetic praise and the needless prayers of Youth.And what is a body? This body? She didn't learn it

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Greetings from Fun City. Here are a few more delicious diversions from that heartless demoness, Gina Killmer and Company. Cruelty never tasted so sweet! 100% Certified, so enjoy.------------------------- Click Pic for Photo GalleryClick HERE for Video Gallery Click Pic for Picture GalleryClick HERE for Video Gallery

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Greetings from Fun City. Well, the indescribably delicious Mistress Taylor almost had me believing in god with these hot video clips. OK, NOT. But still, they're totally cool. If only I could fall into her hands. As usual, 100% Certified. Dig it.

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Greetings from Fun City. We all know the Japanese take their FemDom VERY seriously! A culture after my own heart. Here are a coupla gems for ya, with a little quickie that I just love as an add-on. 100% Certified. Dig it.

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-You get one day to prove yourself, she said. One day to show me that you can handle my workload. If you can't cut it, you're gone. No second chances. Got it?-Yes.-What?!!Craaaack! She slapped me hard across the face.-Yes, ma'am.If you fuck that up again, you'll be gone before you get started. And with an ass kickin' as a bonus.-Yes, ma'am.-Smell me, right here.She pointed to her upper rear thigh

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Here's a delicious little journey into the arena of public humiliation. Our star is Gina Killmer, and she is one seriously demanding bi-atch. As per usual, 100% Certified. Enjoy. Click Pic for WAY more Coolness.

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I ran into her on the catwalk between our apartment buildings, stopped dead in my tracks by her fabulous legs and bad girl attitude.-Hi, I said.-What the fuck're you lookin' at?-Nothing. Sorry.-You're sorry, alright. Why don't you kiss my ass?I tried to keep walking.-C'mon, pendejo! Don't you wanna kiss it?Was she kidding? I turned back to look at her again.-If you get down on your knees, I'll

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Thought you could never get turned on by X-Box Babes? Well, think again lads. Ruined a perfectly good seat cushion checkin' these out. 100% Certified. Enjoy.------------------------------------

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The whole time it was obvious she was in a hurry. We met for happy hour, downtown L.A., upscale hotel bar. Mystery woman, alright. I met her coming off an elevator. Rammed her full speed but, strange, she stood in place, planted like a giant oak. Force of impact knocked me right on my ass. Heard lotsa people laugh when I went down.-(Wimp, chump, idiot, pussy, Nancy-Boy.) Heard shit like that, or,

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More Devilish Delights to help keep your heads facing backwards and your cocks in their full upright positions. 100% Certified, as always! Enjoy.------------------------------------------------------------------Abbey Brooks at Busty Cafe.NetFlower Tucci with special guest, the ultra-hotRicki White. Shazzam!

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-Come with me, right now, she said. Taken aback at her abruptness, I nonetheless followed her without questioning. She led me into a small restroom in the utility area of the art gallery.-You’ve been undressing me with your eyes since I got here, haven’t you?-Well, I stammered, it’s just that you are such a beautiful woman…-Shut up! She barked. We don’t have much time. Lay down on your back,

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Here are The Devil's Delicious Diversions Du Jour. Always 100% Certified! Enjoy. -------------------------------------------Only Tease.ComBig Tits at Work.Com

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There is no way to explain it, nor is there any way to deny it. The most powerful goddesses on planet Earth are invariably to be found at the Brea Mall in the utterly forgettable province of Brea, California. Where they come from, I have no idea. But come they do. Another despotic beauty put my life on hold today. At first I was sure I was merely in the throes of a daydream, but as my eyes locked

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