Dirty mind poll

Do you have a dirty mind?

  • That is so dirty.

    Votes: 49 96.1%
  • I don't get it.

    Votes: 2 3.9%

  • Total voters
    51
I wonder if they really used ketchup for the photo, or a tongue...
 
I may have a dirty mind, but that just means I get thoughts I can really enjoy :devil:
 
Jezebel77 said:
I wonder if they really used ketchup for the photo, or a tongue...
The texture looks more like tongue than ketchup to me. Photoshop? But, my tongue is thinner at the end. That one looks pretty thick. A thick tongue at the end wouldn't allow the owner to say some words. So, also Photoshop? :rolleyes:

Oh, Photoshop or not, I get it. It's dirty. :p <=== now that's a tongue!
 
Quite possibility, but sometimes it just "happens."

... seems we both have some very erotic fantasys and what I'd like to do is lay you on a bed about two feet from the headboard and bring your arms out to the side at ninety degree angles and tie oiled silken rope around each of your wrists and tighten the ropes to the underside of the bed drawing each one tight so your arms are spread and you have very little if any movement and I can enjoy the slight pain this will eventually cause you. Your body would lengthen as I tied a long rope around your ankles in a hangmans knot and lifted those legs of yours straightening them upwards and angled so your ass was slightly lifted at the small of your back and the other end of the rope tied to a hook in the ceiling above us. I'd position you so you could slightly roll from the lowerback downwards. Then I'd cover your eyes and all sense of sight would be lost as your other senses hightened as you lay there wondering what comes next.

Looking down at you my eyes would slowly take you in: your facial structure, the sleek line of your neck, your ample breasts, long torso, and incredible sexy legs. My eyes would "eat" those breasts and I'd watch the nipple rings glisten as a placed one solitary drop of oil on each ring while throughout your mind you wondered why. When you felt my hand against your breast you'd know that I was attaching alligator clips to each ring the wires attached to an HO guage train transformer and the fun about to begin. As I turned the dial an incredible sensation would spread out upon your breasts tingling and making you moan and sweat but the electricfying sensation wouldn't be unbearable. At this point I'd bring down a nylon flogger across your belly and into your clevage, again and again, lightly at first, growing in intensity, until I left red marks upon your skin. As you twisted and turned after the first thirty minutes I'd shoot a fleet enema into your rectal cavity and slam a buttplug into you snapping you off at your crotch with the harness holding this securely where you couldn't expel although you'd try and try the fluid inside you churning and mixing with that intestinal gas. The pleasure and pain you'd derive from this is beyond comprehension. So ... there you lay in electo-shock retaining water internally ... what would happen next?

I think I'd pick up a flogger again, this one with tipped with multiple stainless steel balls the size of a BB at the end of the leather talons and go thigh to thigh, top and side, increasing in intensity as each stroke came down upon you. After your skin blushes to a crimson red I'd like nothing better to do than nick you acouple of times with a razor blade and rub salt into your wounds as you cry out and I put a gagball in your mouth, the leather strips fasted by the clasp behind your head. I'd take a stinger paddle at this point and smack the soles of your feet for good measure until I was satisfied that you know who was in control in our little afternoon delight.

A little while later I'd spread your thighs and pin back your outer lips with lip clips revealing those inner lips I'm so fond of. For good measure I'd like to take a four inch tailors needle and pierce your hood watching the blood run over your clit and following through with a screw-in (initialled) tac-bar, rounded ends of course for your ultimate pleasure and those fortunate enough to see knowing My initials are on your "love button." Once the tac is in I'd run another wire down and curl it around that bar. Once I turn that dial again you'd have the sensation not only on your breasts but in your honey slit as well as wet and lubricated from the endless orgasms you've achieved thus far. But it doesn't end here ... I'd shake a little salt over your hood for the pain.

So ... what do you think of our "afternoon" thus far [sic]? You know what I look like, your one of the few ...

I enjoy the "idea" that you "try and visit me at night," how else did I awaken not once but twice two days ago, first with a throbbing stretched hard-on and then my groin covered in seman. I'd have to say that what you did worked, it was a pleasurable visit. You're welcome anytime in my dreams you nightflyer. Close your eyes tonight and open your mind, maybe, just maybe you'll feel the weight of my body against yours and a throbbing in your nether region, maybe, just maybe, afterwards, if you slide a finger in you'll feel "something" left behind all "thick-n-rich" for your acquired taste.

As you lay there on that bed feeling the electro-shock above and below, with a rectal cavity full of liquid and cooling off from the floggings I think I'd begin to have some serious fun with you in this condition. I'd take an oral spreader, removing the ballgag and place it into your mouth and over your lips, plyable of course for safety's sake, but not so that you couldn't bite down on me as I slid my long thick cock through it and proceeded to throat fuck you slow and deep taking my time as I removed the covering from your eyes so you could watch. What would it be like for you to feel my weight on your body, my knees on either side of your head, my calves under your armpits, my ass upon your chest ... would you be able to breath through your nose or would you gag and vomit. Taking my time it would be a long slow throat fuck until when I was going to jizz I'd pull out and spray into your mouth looking at it lay there, your tongue swirling in it, your lips unable to move as you forced yourself to clean my jizz down.

For good measure I'd reach behind and unsnap the fasteners on the harness, the butt plug slidding out fast, followed by the dirty water of your inner bowel spraying all over the bed, soaking the sheet beneath as you went into multiple orgasms the small jolt of electric shocking you by what puddled beneath, your vaginal area soaking wet. Would the look in your eyes be of pleasure or of pain, or of a combination of both.

I'd cut the rope with a knife, your bound legs falling to the mattress, cuff your left wrist, cut that rope, and flip you over faster than you knew what was happening, cuffing the other wrist together, cutting that rope and raising you to your knees tucked under you exposing that asshole of yours that I was sticking my dick in to anally sodimize you brutally before I pulled out layed you on your back in the filth and slid into you vaginally for a long slow fuck into oblivion where we would find ourself spent and satisfyied. Tell Me [sic] how do you feel?
 
got some water in my ear in the shower, but don't think it was enough to clean it up
damn i'm a perv!
 
Quint said:
I got the pic but uhhhh Whiskey Tango Foxtrot's up with ^^^ post?

I don't want to know. It's why I didn't ask. There are things you just should not know. Like that nasty eel link.
 
How about I didn't get it as in I never saw the pic.

...but damn my mind is so dirty Tide wants me as their poster child.

just saying
 
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