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I ONLY LIKE TWO KINDS OF MEN, DOMESTIC AND IMPORTED…Mae West ‎"Good girls go to heaven; bad girls go everywhere."~Mae West

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I feel I am a bit of a sadist. Inflicting pain on a willing and wanting submissive man is such a sexy thing. I love that moment of anticipation just before the first strike. My hands stroking back forth across your ass lightly. Using my bare hand has often been my favorite. Feeling the tremble under my hand is intoxicating. Pushing their head lower so their bottom curves tighter, so yummy.

Maybe a bit of nail scratching down slowly. The red trails left behind. Then pulling my hand back and letting it come down hard against your ass. The sound is so beautiful and if you moan for me it sends me flying.

I like a submissive bent over a bed or arm of a sofa for a spanking. Over the knee is nice too, such an intimate moment. Especially with that hardness pressing against my thigh showing that the desire is strong for the pain they are enduring. Girls can be so fun to spank too, as sometimes they squeal. And if I can get the one I am sharing with to utter, “Oh God… more Miss Patty, please.” Well that is always a turn on.

I make toys to use also. Leather and wood against a smooth inner thigh or upturned bottom is exquisite.

I need someone who wants to endure the pain for me. That wants to find the rush of endorphin and that space that allows Ecstasy to mingle with the reality of the pain. Is it too much to ask for? Not to the right person.

 

Patty

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When I was younger, I had a developed a “serial dating” habit.  Back in the late ‘90’s, there were a number of phone dating sites that a female could join for free.  Being single, and open-minded, I eagerly signed up for one. Looking back, I suppose that was the seed that would launch my phone career 15 years later. Within no time, I was talking to lots of men on this line. I have always loved one night stands. The thrill of sex with a stranger is intoxicating to me.  One I recall in particular was a man that lived about 3 hours away in another state.  After a series of conversations, we agreed to meet at a hotel that was equidistant for us both.  Before we met, he requested I bring stockings and high heels. I had them, but no man had ever asked that of me before. I brought thigh high stockings and 4 inch black patent heels.  We met at the designated place and time.  He was nice looking, and I felt like I knew him from our long conversation.   He kissed me; his hands were all over my body.  My hands were rubbing and squeezing his hard cock. He stepped back, and said, “Go dress up for me”.  Knowing exactly what he meant, I grabbed my bag and went to the bathroom.  I had been with men, but no man had ever specifically asked me to wear just that for him.  I put on a black push up bra that accentuated my 36 D tits; black bikini panties, the stockings and heels.  When I came out of the bathroom, he was nude and sitting in a chair, stroking his 8 inch cock.  “Come stand in front of me”, he said.  I walked over, not sure how to act.  Seeing his reaction to me, I felt a surge of power, and knew I was in control. Control of his emotions. Control of him. I walked around him, and leaned in pressing my tits into his back.  I nibbled his ear. “Do you like that, baby”? I whispered.  His moan was my answer.  I walked around to his front, and took his hand, and placed it on my stocking thigh.  “Feel my stocking”, I ordered.  He obeyed.  I put my foot on his leg, and his hand traveled down to my shoe.  He fingered my shoe, rubbing the heel.  His other hand rubbed his cock. Precum was coming out. I rubbed the toe of my shoe against his cock.  I then stepped back, and ordered him, “Now, masturbate for me, I want you to cum”.  “Where do you want it”? He asked. “I want you to cum in your hand” was my reply. He was stroking hard and fast. Within two minutes, he was done.  I spent the rest of the night giddy with newfound knowledge and power over men that I had never experienced.  We did other things that night, but that’s another story for another time.


Patty

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Okay, you pathetic little worms who get into domination, humiliation, torture and pain…read this!

You know I love raking you guys over the coals, and that I EXPECT you to obey me, right?  Right!  Well, I have just come up with the most painful, torturous device you little shits can imagine, and I want to use it on you.  I came up with the concept, brought it to full fruition, and now it’s ready to be used. It’s called The Castration Station.

Now this fun little device is exactly what the name implies.  It’s a cock and ball torture device designed to ratchet up the pain, little by little, on your miserable little manhood until the full effect is achieved.  It will be used for my little fuck-ups who do not perform their commands to my expectations, those who want to feel excruciating pain and torture, or I may just decide to use it on you on a whim, haha!   And for those who go all the way, I may decide to display your puny micro-genitals in a formaldehyde filled jar, with your name on the front, along with my collection of other jars of genitals.

So as you’re thinking about what you should do, ask yourself a question or two.  Do I dare risk Patty’s Castration Station…do I have it in me to perform her commands to a tee?  Do I want to feel the most pleasurable pain I’ve ever felt?  Do I want to risk losing my manhood, however miniscule it may be?  While you’re pondering these questions, the station and I will be here waiting very patiently.

I’m Patty, a cougar, MILF or “mommy” who does every fetish, role play and fantasy there is.  Anything goes with me.  So if you are into nasty, perverse, forbidden fantasies, then I’m your girl!


Patty

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Want to hear my sweet whispers or sensuous voice tell you how to caress and fondle your balls with guided masturbation phone sex? My erotic voice telling you how to gently squeeze them and begin the process of pumping cum up inside your cock. Maybe you need some encouragement on it by me taking my top off and allowing you to see my perky nipples silhouette through my satin red bra. Does that help some? Maybe I should rub my fingers over them and watch as you start to drip. That’s it, gently but firmly grasp your cock base and slowly slide your hand upwards. Make sure that your guided masturbation phone sex includes squeezing the head every time your hand slides over that rim. You want to feel the suction effect of my pussy on your cock? Allow me to take my bra off and expose my firm breasts for you. I will walk around behind you and lean them against you. Whispering in your ears how sexy you look stroking that cock just the way your told. Watch that pee hole open up every time you squeeze the head. Make it swell for me. I do love watching a man’s masculine hand stroking his erotic and sexy piece of manhood. Maybe I should have you lay back so I can penetrate your asshole with my finger and massage that prostate gland while you stroke. I think that would make it throb and shutter for me. I want it to be at it’s pinnacle of eruption. I will continue by taking my skirt and panties off and straddling your lap as you continue to stroke it. I want you to receive that sweet aroma in your nostrils as I tease that cock and have you rub it against my landing strip. Doesn’t that soft cunt hair feel good against your cock? You know you like having my version of guided masturbation phone sex, admit it. I am such a tease but very encouraging. I want to take our time and slowly move you to ejaculation so that it will be just as intense for you as it will be me. Want to come play, I will give you your choice of where to shoot that hot intense load on.


Patty

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I have this fantasy that I can’t seem to get out of my head, lately. I’m travelling from Arizona to California when my black SUV runs out of gas, in the middle of the hot desert, along a winding dirt road. I’m wearing jean cut offs, and a white tank top, with leather cowgirl boots. I decided, hitchhiking was my only hope of reaching civilization, and with any luck, acquire some gasoline. After about an hour of standing on the side of the road, I finally see a blue truck coming my way. I start waving my hands, and jumping up and down. My plump, perky breasts jiggling, the sweat dripping from my back, and down the front of my tank top. The blue truck stops along side of me.

A handsome dark haired man rolls down his window, and says “Looks like you could use a bit of help here, need a lift?”

“Yes, please help me. My SUV is out of gas, and I’m stranded alone in this heat.” I gasped.

The man looks at me, raises his eyebrow, and says “Get in the truck.”

I was a bit hesitant at first, as I know how dangerous it is to be hitching a ride with a stranger, but despite the risk, I climb into his  blue truck.

“I’m Jason.” he says, in a low sexy voice.

He starts pulling back onto the road….

“Hi Jason, I’m Patty” I reply.

About a mile down the dirt path, suddenly, he makes a sharp right turn, onto another deserted road. In my mind, I’m thinking… This isn’t the direction we should be traveling.

I say to him, “Are we going the right way?”

“Shut up, bitch” He says in a growling, scratchy tone.

Immediately, and almost instinctively, I didn’t utter a sound.

He pulls over, and puts the car into park. I look over at him, and say. “What are you doing?”

Jason opens up his glove compartment, and pulls out a red ball gag. He grabs me, by the back of my hair, rams the  red ball into my mouth, and fastens it tight. My eyes start to water, and I realize, he’s about to do ALOT more than give me a ride to the gas station.

“Don’t you make one fucken sound, do you understand me, cunt?”

Jason demanded. Yes, I nodded. “That’s a good girl.” Jason whispers.

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Want to hear the rest of my fantasy?


Patty

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