Author: Francie

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I find that the most fun I have is hearing the screams of the men who think they can handle me. Would you like to test if you are worth my time? It always starts the same. Brave and bold. Sure, go ahead and tie me up. I don’t need a safeword. I’m a tough guy; I can take anything you can dish out. With my eyes rolling, I ask if you insist that you don’t need a safeword, like 90% of the guys think they don’t. To their credit, a few actually do not. But once you’re tied down over my bench, there’s no going back.

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Bondage is such a hot way to show someone how much trust they have in you. My sweet boy hasn’t had much experience with bondage, but he is willing to let me do anything and everything I desire to his perfect body.

Inside of our playroom is a bench-like chair that operates a lot like an inverted table. I can maneuver the table up, down, back and forth, so to speak. Any which way I desire to use my boy’s body for my pleasure. Tonight, I secured him to that table with leather straps and tormented the fuck out of him.

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You horny bitches have been putting your dick where it doesn’t belong for a long ass time. Why would you stop now? Welcome to my Oubliette of oppression. In here, nothing you desire matters. I don’t care what you think, nor do I wish to hear you express it.

You are property and will accept what’s given to you. The only reason you exist is for my pleasure or entertainment. A hint of humiliation will accompany your pain. In fact, I wish to start there. Strip naked so I can inspect my new pincushion. Some toys arrive with flaccid flatworms that shrivel in fear, and others stand tall at attention, but your size will not grant you any favors.

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Fuck calling me princess, or your queen. Call me your king. You can call me Daddy. It’s not about the way I look it’s about the way I carry myself. You will address me appropriately, and you will thank me for it. Bow down and kiss the ring on my right hand and pay homage to your king. While you’re down there, lick my boots clean. Don’t come into my home without being prepared to provide me with the proper gifts and sacrifice required to talk to the baddest bitch you’ve ever met.

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Would you wear panties for Francie

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Coming across men like you is one of my favorite ‘projects.’ It’s adorable how inexperienced you are. I can physically see you shaking when I’m close. It makes you so much easier to manipulate. We both know you’re salivating over my body. What would you do to get a chance to undress me? How far would you go to experience spreading my legs and tasting my pussy?

Would you wear panties for a chance to fuck me?

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Sole Licker

Posted 12 months ago by Francie

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Ian kneeled at the foot of my recliner. He wore a hooded mask, clamped around his throat with a collar which was padlocked at the nape of his neck and nothing else. Of course, he knew better than to speak or beg. He’s such a good boy for his Mistress. Ian is a foot fucker, a sole licker and his favorite thing is to bathe my tootsies with his tongue.

It had been a long day for both of us, Ian has a very high powered job which demands much mental fortitude from him and I had an early morning work out and then of course work. My workout socks had been soaked in sweat and I didn’t have time to shower, I simple switched from smelly sneakers to cramped high heels for work. You better believe my poor feet had been slipping and sliding in my heels all afternoon.

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You’ve heard pain is pleasure, but you didn’t think to ask, “Whos.”

Your pain is my pleasure. I want to make it hurt, and I’ll delight in doing so. Lay yourself bare in front of me, vulnerable and open to destruction. There is no line I won’t cross. With me, you have no safe haven. Oh, you filthy little fuckwhore. Even the mention of pain is making you tremble with anticipation. You crave it, or so you think you do. You’ve yet to have someone really deliver. I fucking promise, I won’t disappoint.

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Flexible

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Flexibility is a must for a good fucking. Are you flexible, baby? I’m not your fat, fugly wife who can only lay on her back while you hump away at her unmoving mass. No! I wanna get tangled up with you. Think of our fucking like a good game of twister.

Right hand on left titty. Left hand on the left butt cheek and finally, hard cock in soaking wet pussy. Do you feel what I’m saying? I can’t have a whopper of a man holding me down. I want a long, lean, and mean man to really give me a good stretch!

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It’s a curious thing when you start exploring the occult. Most don’t know what is real and what is movie magic. Well, I’m here to tell you that what you’ve seen is nowhere near what you are going to get! So you decided to search authentic occult bookstores, and you did your research. Had to go on the dark web to find the authentic forums that will help you find legitimate shops. Congrats, but that’s literally just step one. If you want to meet me, you’re going to have a lot more work in front of you!

You go alone, at sunset, just as you were instructed. You walk around a corner to a suddenly alien and unfamiliar part of town. You’ve lived in this city for so long and have never seen anything like this! When you find the shop, not by address but by description, you hesitantly walk in.

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Beneath The Darkness

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Darkness. The weight of it is heavy. Not everyone can easily carry about the depth of darkness that some of us candy girls hold. We cradle the dangerous and dirty needs inside of our clients. Playing with the demons that torment them daily. That kind of play can stain a sweet girl. A lesser girl.

It doesn’t weigh me down, however. It shields me. My poor, innocent, sweet side that most people never get to meet. Do you long to know the Francie beneath the weight of the world?

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