The House of M

Movin On Up

2006-09-13T21:42:00.000-07:00

OK...I'm switching sides...all new stuff can be seen at http://mmatthew.livejournal.com/.

Come over to the dark side...we have twizlers.

A zappy good time!

2006-09-13T20:34:00.000-07:00

My friend Trish blessed me with something very special Monday night. She gave me true, heartfelt begging. Pleading with me not to hurt her anymore. My God that was such a beuitful moment. She was mummified into a metal chair, I had my TENS unit hooked up to her recently beaten and perced breasts. We had been passing the remote around all night and she had been getting zapped pretty good so by the end of the night she was pretty toasted. But I wasnt done with her...nonono. She decided to start acting bratty, just begging for more attention so I gave it to her. I upped the base level to 30...8 higher then she had yet had. Then hit her with a 1, she screamed. I hit her with a 2, she screamed louder. Then it happened, her brow knitted and she started to beg...I mean really beg. But the funny thing about it...I knew she also wanted me to do it. It was a perfect moment in time. I looked into her pleeding eyes, smiled...then I hit the 3rd button.

After it was all over and done and she was put back to togather she ran over to me and gave me a huge hug and thanked me...

Push the Button

2006-09-10T20:57:00.000-07:00

http://www.addictinggames.com/dontpushthebutton.html

Bondage

2006-09-10T13:30:00.000-07:00

So I will be doing my first demo in a few weeks...the topic? BONDAGE! I love bondage; I'm a preverbal bondage freak! When doing a bondage scene I view the bottom (or Bottoms...I'm a lucky, lucky man) as canvases and bondage as the medium of my artwork. Reducing a woman to a contorted, wriggling object is as close to nirvana as I have ever gotten.

Now I am by far still a rookie when it comes to mastering all the myriad ways to bind a bottom...um yes, anyway...My favorite is leather. Belts, Cuffs, Harnesses, Armbinders, Hoods...oh god yum! Alas all of this stuff costs mucho money and right now we're (my slave and I) at a point in our lives where we just can’t afford this stuff so my leather collection is rather limited.

The other major option is rope, which is cheap (all things being relative) but takes a lot of time to use well and just isn’t as sexy in my humble opinion. So to be good at Bondage takes two things...time and money. So be it...got plenty of time...the money will come when it comes.

So anyway I'm thinking of having a big extravaganza for my demo. A slave train of 5 naked (or nearly so) slavegirls bound and lead by rope leashes to start with a big entrance. Then one by one tie them up. Strapido, Chair bondage, Hogtie, Brazil Hang and Brest Suspension (non-complete).

Heaven

An Open Letter to a Tactful Kat

2006-09-10T12:57:00.000-07:00

Dear Kat,

I'm writing this to you on my blog cuz I don’t have a livejournal account and I refuse to go to the dark side...why is Livejournal the dark side? uh...um...cuz I'm on blogger.com?

I think that you have no idea what a wonderful, strong, brilliant woman you are. You have no idea what wonderful things you are going to do with your life. You are one of the most eloquent writers that I have ever read. I wish I could write as well as you.

Hilz and I love you so much Kat, we want so much to be with you through this...and don't ever fear that we won’t be there for you one day. You are family...I had to tie hilz to the bed to keep her from selling a kidney on eBay so she could come and see you (...well that AND tying her to the bed is always FUN) we will always be here for you. I know that you know that but sometimes its good to hear it too.

This isn't about pity Kat, I would never pity you. It's about caring and concern for my friend. I know it sucks being in a position where you feel weak and exposed but we all wind up there sooner or later...and you are dealing with it with a humor, grace and humanity that astonishes and humbles me. Sorry if this seems a little over the top but this is just how I feel.

You will never be alone Kitty Kat...

MM

Braking The Fish

2006-09-05T22:05:00.000-07:00

So my slave hilz, fishy and I went to our friend slave paul's collaring ceremony, very nice, very beautiful. Gave me lots of ideas for hilz's ceremony. Afterward we hung out and I thought we were just going to be social and not wind up playing at all. Then one thing led to another and I had a naked fishy on the rack! Yea me! Now fishy had just had a rather rough night the night before so I had a nice time planned for fishy...Unfortunately I forgot the baby oil...and the low temp candles...and the Vibe Master 2000. So instead I was mean to her and used mean clothes pins, hot candles and my TENS unit...*smirk* sorry fishy, so much for your nice happy time.

So I start working her over with hilz...clothespins first with spoons to mix it up a bit. I'm smacking her inner thighs with the wooden spoons and she is grimacing and whining and it's all great fun. Then I bring out the Ikea candles, four of them taped together and lit at once...total burning rain play...you should try it works great. Anyway I start to douse fishy with "liquid Hot Magma" (In your best Dr. Evil voice please) and she is crying out and by this time I've racked her to a state where she can't really squirm much but she is almost crying and grimacing and such and then it happens...she starts to laugh...Hysterically. I swear I heard a snap not unlike a tree splitting. One moment I have a suffering tormented naked fishy before me, the next a gigglening, drooling puddle of fishyness. I've never seen anything like it before in my life.

Of course I didn't stop, nonono, took out the TENS unit and turned on the mic and tickled her until her zapped herself with her laughing. It was a special moment. Fishy got so beat up last weekend I almost felt bad for her...Almost.

Love you fishy, lets do it again soon.

Hot Woman Shovel Poo!

2006-09-05T21:44:00.000-07:00

So I'm watching my current favorite show "Dirty Jobs" and they do a segment where they show all the auditions they had for female hosts in case Mike Rowe the current host left. I get to watch 15 min of cute girly girls shovel and wallow in sewage and feces. Now I'm not a scat man per se but it was really hot watching those girls sweat and gag working with all that shit. It's not really scat play...its more like disgusting manual labor play...though it would have been hotter if they were naked.

I'm a bad bad man.

Not Frickken Fair!

2006-09-02T19:27:00.000-07:00

I'm at work being bored but at least there is a good episode of "Dirty Jobs" on TV (it's the episode where the whole film crew gets attacked by crazed monkeys...hysterical!) and I get a call on the crew line. It's my lovely slave hilz, "I have your dinner for you Master". So I go run out of dispatch (we are in lock down mode these days and if my slave and friends showed up they would probably be shot or something. Anyway I go out into the night and I see that a huge storm is coming from the west and then I noticed the lights form my slavegirl's car's headlights. She pulls up and the windows roll down and all I can feel is yummy girl submissiveness radiating from the car in waves! It’s a whole car full of submissive woman and I have to work! SHIT FUCK DAMM! It helped that my slave made me so chocolate cream pies and then placed them in a Tupperware container and then smooshed the lid so that it looks like a pair of wet tits being smooshed against a glass plate. LOL...she is SUCH a good girl. They are all going to the dungeon together...damm damm damm.

So off they go to have fun and off I go to sulk in dispatch. Then the storm comes in and shuts down the cable TV. No more Dirty Jobs. damm damm damm.

Strange Little Man

2006-09-01T08:51:00.000-07:00

So I was in the alarm room this morning talking about how they better not screw me out of my day off on Sun. because Fishy is coming down and has been begging me to rack her for weeks. Out of the corner of the room, where the "Shift Commanders" have been exiled to I hear "You are a strange little man Matt". Now what makes this real funny is the guy who said it is John who was voted "Most Likely To Have Bodies In His Crawlspace" four years running.

Still "Strange Little Man" sounds like a great title for my memoirs...oh yes I will have memoirs.

The Monster Stirs (this title is a little over the top isnt it?)

2006-08-26T13:03:00.000-07:00

So we went to the Dragon Clan party last night. It was nice...it was Kia's birthday so all the littles sang her happy birthday and we ate cake. We took two new members into the clan...my slave mimi and a gentleman named Bill. Hilz and I worked all day so we were pretty tired and mimi was having bad cramps, we were taking it pretty easy and not playing much.

Then T and a new girl L took off all their clothes and started to stretch and whatnot...I of course excused myself from what I was doing and went over to stare...yummy naked girls stretching is like crack for me. Anyway I started scratching and spanking L and she was REALLY responsive...and the monster started to stir.

See the Monster is my Dark Black Id...it’s the part of me that would do very bad things. I suppose every human has one...it’s the part of us that lets us do horrible things in war and what not. What Conrad called the Heart Of Darkness...the core of our Savage Hairless Monkyness. As Master and Sadist I have a close relationship with my Monster.

Anyway L and T are on their hands and knees with their asses in the air and I'm just in sick pervert heaven...then MD comes over and starts doing his thing with the floggers and I give him some room and go on my way...for the moment.

A little while later I hear B screaming and crying and she only makes those sounds for one thing...The Violet Wand! (duh duh DUH!) So T and L and B and Hilz are getting zapped and I'm enjoying myself for awhile then I saddle up to L and ask her if she wants to try my TENS unit, after a moments hesitation she bites her lip and says "yes"...GOD I couldn't wait to hurt her.

I grab my EurosTek 503R and I walk her over the social area sat her down in a metal chair and hooked her nipples up the power box. I love my 503R, it is the ultimate "Lazy Dom" device. I hook up the subject and just push buttons and they writhe and scream...oh what FUN! So I start to zap the shit out of her and she loves it. She's starting to grind back and forth on the chair and breath deep and moan and her eyes are rolling back and the Monster is saying YUM!

I'm zapping her and zapping her and then I decide to pull her hair and choke her a little and that is SO much fun. I'm missing my girls at this point, I have mimi come over and sit beside me and I call over hilz. She comes bouncing over and I give her the TENS remote. "Push a button" I tell her. "Any one I want?" she asks. I just smile. Of course she presses "3" which is the highest intensity setting...she is such a good girl. We start tag teaming L pulling her hair, choking her, pulling on her nipples and beating on her tits. It was a HOT, grand old time. Now we know that she's hot to cum so we make her straddle hilz's leg and MD and I start in on her with more of the same...choking, slapping, shocking, grinding, fingers down the throat, whipping the tits...then we made her beg for her orgasm. All in all a very special moment.

We wrap it up and hilz goes to wash the girl goo out of her jeans and I walk up L and give her a long hug and tell her she should come over to the house sometime and let Hilz and I play with her some more.

On the way home hilz said she saw a part of me that she had not seen in a long time...she was glad to see it...and just as glad to have it directed at someone other than herself. We make a good team...I think that the only thing I like better than hurting girls is hurting them with my slave.

Ahh...I love my life

Why do I BDSM?

2006-08-24T15:36:00.002-07:00

My slave posted this question on her blog and I thought I would give my answer.

I do BDSM because at my core I am a sexual sadist with a Master's heart.

I get off on having control over and giving pain and torment to woman. Now this is a very heavy statement, in fact I could quite possibility wind up on several secret government lists (does anyone really doubt that they exist) just by saying that...and not without cause. My nature is on the same spectrum as Ted Bundy and the BTK killer, but there is a massive difference between me and those men. While I may love to piss on, choke, whip, pinch, beat, gag, bind, cane, shock and otherwise torment my slave...and any other WILLING girl I can get my hands on...To see her truly suffer, to see her heart or soul suffer hurts me almost as much as it does her. Men much wiser than I have pointed out to me that this is the true sign of a Master.

I love hurting my girl...there is no pain worse for me than when I accidentally harm her.

I have always been like this...there is nothing like the rush of tying up and hurting and degrading a willing naked woman. YUM!

I do it because it is what I was meant to do...its my calling if you will...

Yes in fact I would say the Jesus put me on the earth to do horrible things to as many willing woman as I can.

Thank you Jesus...not really...don’t care for him honestly...damm hippie

Pink Taco Stadium?????

2006-08-22T13:40:00.000-07:00

On a lighter note,

The local Phoenix football team "The Cardinals" have just moved into their new, shiny, tax payer purchased Stadium and they have apparently been looking for a new name.

One of the names that had been under serious consideration is...I kid you not...Pink Taco Stadium. This was on the news...I had to call the station and confirm it because I didn’t think that the righteous, moral, god fearing TV media in Phoenix would ever say anything like that on TV...but yup they did...and I asked the girl I talked to at the station if she knew what that meant and she said yes...after an awkward pause. I so want to know the back story on this one...apparently they were serious about it for a while.

But what stop at "Pink Taco Stadium"? Why not "Turgid Throbbing Member" Ballpark or "The Great Bearded Clam Field". Just think...you could go see a game at "Blumpy" Park.

Tear out my guts and stomp on them!

2006-08-22T11:28:00.000-07:00

The how, where and why of what I am going to discuss in this post does not matter...do not inquire as to what this little rant is all about, neither to me nor my slaves...it doesn’t matter.

A slave comes to a Master and surrenders herself totally to him. That is a powerful and stunning thing. It is a humbling thing. The slave says "I am yours to do with as you will. I trust you totally to care for and protect me." A Master says "You are mine...you will do my will and I will see no harm comes to you."

My life has become fulfilled since I started down this path with my slavegirl. But as much as I want to be otherwise I am only human and I make mistakes...I made a big one last night. She was a good girl, she did as I told her to do and she took what happened to her as best she could. Even in my error she honored me with her obedience.

My baby is such a good girl and I hurt her...

I want to tear out my guts and stomp on them!

What Torture Method Would I Be?

2006-08-19T23:00:00.000-07:00

So I was bored at work and decided to google "Torture"...that'the kind of thing I do when I'm bored...so anyway I came across this Blog test and just couldn't refuse.

So...

#1. The Heretic's Fork: You prevent someone from talking or moving their head even slightly with sharp points sticking in their lower jaw and collar bone. Doesn't it just -look- painful?

#2. The Chair: A chair lined with spikes, someone was strapped into you until they confessed. You act like you're not mad when you are, and poke and prod at the person you're mad at until they get the hint.

#3. The Rack(My Personal Fav. See Below): Victims are tied into you and stretched inch by agonizing inch, until they are either rent limb from limb or they confess. Or hey, maybe both. Not as bad as some people, someone tells you what you want to hear you'll feel better

#4. The Judas Chair: A pyramid-shaped chair, a person is lowered onto the sharp point, spiking them in certain bits. Ouch. Not only that, you're still in use in some countries today! You're fairly inventive with your tormenting of your enemies.

#5. The Pear: You're inserted into various bodily orifaces, and cranked open slowly, stretching and tearing delicate internal tissues. You were a choice punishment for homosexuals and female witches. Also painful to contemplate.

There were 20 different items on the list...this is just the top 5 for me.

Here is the link.
http://selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=torture_devices
Enjoy.

Austin

2006-08-19T17:51:00.000-07:00

So my friend Austin just offered to hook me up with a feature film gig. Assistant Camera or 2nd AD. This could be big...could also be nothing. But either way its nice to be in the game again. I'm really supprised at how good Austin has gotten. Even if I never make it big I think I can be ok doing little stuff around here...as long as its good and it lets me do my own projects from time to time...and who knows..maybe this will turn into something big.

The Rack is Back!!!

2006-08-19T17:29:00.000-07:00

WOOHOO!!!

I dont know who did it but someone moved the rack back into the scene area of the dungeon and let me tell you I am one happy sick fuck right now! I am going to be a racking fool from now on...

You have to understand how hot the rack is for me. When I was but a little boy...a fledgling sick fuck if you will...I used to dream of tieing up all the cute girls at school a al' rack style so that I could molest and torment their yummy yummy bodies at will and they could do nothing to stop me. Disturbing I know but it was what it was.

The thing about the rack isnt so much the torture aspect of it...though that can be nice. No its beauty lies in its ability to totally immobilize the subject so that their bodies are available for ANYTHING that I want to do to them...not to mention that a female form stretched to the breaking point on a rack is just about the hotest thing in the known universe.

So I'm planning on racking every willing body I can get my sick, twisted little hands on...Hilz, Mimi and Fishy are on the top of the list.

Happynes is a warm rack...stretch stretch scream scream

Horror at the Golden Corral

2006-08-19T16:49:00.000-07:00

Sorry I havent been posting much...computer problems.

Anyway last weekend we went down to Tucson to see some old friends and hang out at the local Dungeon-Desert Dominion. So we went to the cutting demo put on by our friend Sol and then afterward we went out to dinner.

Now everyone wanted to go to get some sushi, all 6 of us...execpt for JJ..who decided he was going to buy our friend Sol a dinner at the "GOLDEN CORRAL". So to the corral we go.

Now I don't know what food in hell is like...but Satan could learn a thing or two from the Golden Corral...now that I think about it the whole incident was like a scene out of "Jacob's Ladder". The food...and I use the term loosely...seemed to be made from the congealed effulent of an abattoir that had been deep fried in heavy fuel oil. The patrons looked like the lost legion of the dammed...I espically loved the the hyper-obease man who couldn't walk without two canes but still managed to hobble to his seat with a tray full of enough fat and oil to give a corinary to an adult rhino. The other crowd pleaser was "Cancer Nose" whom I never saw for myself but he was discussed at our table like he was some kind of Bigfoot. "Did you see Cancer Nose Guy!!!", "I hear it's actually his twin brother that he absorbed before birth", "Last week his nose ate a small child that wandered to close" etc etc etc.

So as I'm trying to choke down this stuff and forcing a "Yummy" smile at JJ every time he looked my way I noticed something interesting about us vs the regular patrons at "The Golden Corral", namely I think our table was probally the only people in the entire "resturant" that did not think that Geroge Bush Jr was the greatest president that ever lived. Then it occured to me...These people are running my country! My dutiful slavegirl had to stop me from killing myself by injesting something that resembled meatballs fried in yak vomit, it might have been boiled Chaluthu...she is such a good girl.

Anyway afterward we all felt like we had escaped hell, but not without really bad gas.

The moral of this story is never, never go to The Golden Corral. If someone invites you to The Golden Corral they are not your friend...at best they are your enemy...at worst they are a dark minion of some Lovecraftian Deamon who is taking you there to A. Become a fellow minion by eating the food and thus losing your soul, or B. Become the food.

You have been warned.

Leather Vs. Rope

2006-08-13T14:27:00.000-07:00

So I noticed that one of the questions that everybody is getting wrong the "What Bondage Medium Do I Perfer". The answer is Leather...everybody is choosing Rope. So I Thought I would clear things up.

Rope is great, its dynamic, fits everybody and has great mojo. I have nothing but respect for rope masters and I hope someday that I can learn to be skillful with it.

But rope is not leather. And leather is what speaks SM to me. A slave in rope is hot and yummy...A slave in leather is an object of lust and desire. Leather Cuffs and Collar are symbols of submission. Leather Hoods turn a human into a plaything, taking away the person and leaving a sexy, hot, dehumanizd plaything for me to tease and torment. A woman with arms tied behind back at wrist and elbow is yummy but a woman in a armbinder is simply STUNNING! Rope has a smell that some love..espically hemp...but nothing is like the smell of leather.

Now please dont confuse me with anouther dude by the name of Matt who likes leather too...its not a fetish for me...I just think it speaks to my BD/SM/Ms aesthetics far more than rope. Rope is great, if I didn't say that Fishy would kill me.

But its just not Leather

Super Genius

2006-08-12T10:29:00.000-07:00

Ok so I took the IQ test...137=Genius. Now if it was just this test I would write it off but Ive taken several and they all wind up at about the same score. So the question is asked...if I'm so damm smart how come I cant get my life togather like I want?

Smarts isnt everything I guess...still prehaps a little more faith in myself isnt unwarnted. Grrr 137? ya well I still cant spell.

Wow I get WAY to personal in here sometimes.

SM Test

2006-08-11T23:50:00.000-07:00

Ok so I made one of those silly tests...why do I feel like all of this is just WAY to girly?
http://www.testriffic.com/friendtest/152974
Oh and according to the personality test I'm a Maverick...bet you didn't see that one coming.

It's the simple things in life

2006-08-11T18:26:00.000-07:00

So I finally pissed on my slave last night...Ahhh it was nice. It was her first time and she took it like a champ. See there are very few things I can do to my Alpha slave that makes her uncomfortable...but man piss will do the trick. All I have to do if talk about it and she squicks out.

It was a very mellow first time. In the shower with the water running. I had her on her knees but she was half turned away from me. No face just boob and thighs. A good time was had by all...well me anyway. We will slowly build up to pissing in the mouth...should only take a few hundred years to get her good with that.

I'll make the time

Deep Thoughts

2006-08-10T20:08:00.000-07:00

Ok so I have had a request. My slave would like to know what I would do to the cutie known as RHBIP (if you don’t know what the means read my post below WORK IS FUN) Well I was thinking about that at work today when I wasn’t collapsing into a tiny black hole of stress and among the things that would be fun with this one.

1. Four point spread eagle vertical suspension with dildo poles for her ass and mouth plus a nice round of single tailing...

2. I imagine she is quite bendy so then it would be onto the stringent hogtie that puts the heels of her feet almost to her head. (This can be done with bendy girls...if you doubt check out HOGTIED.COM

3. Then onto the inverted spread leg suspension with caning until she pees on herself.

And wrap this all up by taking her out for a nice trot in the desert naked in full pony harness. Ahh I can see the humiliation burning in her eyes as I force her to pull me around in the pony cart. A sharp strike to her ass every time she doesn’t lift her legs up high enough. I'll make my slave girl do the actual driving of he redheaded ponygirl so I can just sit back and enjoy the scenery, totally ignoring the sniffles coming from the dirty animal pulling the cart...Ahhh...I am SO going to go to jail for writing this someday!

Work Sucks!

2006-08-09T20:23:00.000-07:00

So I just talked to Renee...My only option is weekends right now. She says that it will only be until Oct. It's that or go back into the field. I asked her about Full Time and she said she would work on it...didn't sound like a high priority for her. I talked to Che about it...she said that they were hiring a bunch of Dispatchers with tons of experience and that basically I had to prove myself if I wanted full time status. I told her it wasn't fair that I was working full time but not getting benefits. She laughed (in a good way) and said "There you go making sense again".

So that's where I'm at. I told Renee that I would work Weekends if it was only for a month or two with the understanding that I would be moving back to weekdays afterward but if they are bringing in a bunch of new dispatchers that will, in Che's words "Leap over everyone in less than a month", then I feel like it's inevitable that I'm gonna wind up being screwed.

I honestly don't know if they will ever give me full time status...I'm going to have to get my shit together to do it

The Lucky Ones

2006-08-05T23:31:00.001-07:00

Ok so this is a link to a CNN report about how more and more Americans are socially disconnected aka lonely. More and more people in our society have few family members or friends that they connect with. It makes me grateful for the life I have chosen to live. My desires have forced me to abandon a very lonely life to seek out friends, playmates and (lucky, lucky me) a slave(s) to call my own.

I think as a community we will become more and more blessed(eww why does that word squick me out so much) by the fact that we have strong (if dysfunctional) communities and friendships. We use words like "Family", "Clan" and "Tribe" to describe how we relate to each other...I think this article shows us just how special that really is.

Not to sound like a devotee of Master Skip but I do agree that we are lucky and that people who choose to live like we do will only become more so. We are the ones inventing a new way to relate to the world.

http://www.cnn.com/2006/HEALTH/07/31/lonely.nation.ap/index.html

Work is fun

2006-08-05T23:31:00.000-07:00

So there is this really hot, really irritating red headed paramedic at work let's call her RHBIP(Really Hot But Irritating Paramedic) any way I've wanted to rack her out and zap her naughty bits for quite some time and I was checking her out and I must have look like a sad puppy dog cuz my friend Che looked at me and muttered "oh my god". I told her that if she knew what I was thinking she would say "OH MY GOD!"

Then she asked my how I could possibly want to have anything to do with someone so annoying. I told her it was easy, a bondage hood and a ball gag can erase any personality problems instantly...Just a yummy body to torment. Ahhhhhh...Che laughed

I'm so going to wind up in jail writing this stuff.

2006-08-03T21:59:00.000-07:00

My computer died or more specific the hard drive died...And my back up wasn't backing up..

2700 songs, all my pictures, all my porn (Which was mostly used for inspiration these days now that I have a sex slave...god everyone should one), all my kazaaed soft ware (about $2000 worth) all gone.

Its weird how totally dependent we have become on these little plastic and metal boxes. I feel like my whole life just got erased. So now my $4000 super Mac is a giant paper weight because I don't even have the money to fix it and lets be honest...It was just a glorified masturbation and chatting device. Its not like I ever used that beautiful machine like I should have...Never cut a single film on it.

Well at least I have my slavegirls old Mac to use so I havent compleatly screwed myself, and hopefully I'll be able to get my music off the my IPOD.

No big deal in the grand scheme of things. I'll just save up some money and build it up better than it was before. Then I'll make my slave download all my porn again.

I'm going to miss my INSEX stuff though, That really hurts.

What is better than

2006-08-01T20:14:00.000-07:00

Ok so here is the deal...I'm a sick twisted little fucker, I really get off on tying up and doing naughty things to woman. Now I'm not a bad man...At least not John Wayne Gacey or Ted Bundy bad. I have just embraced my dark side and I am a much happier, peaceful man for it.

Let me say this...I would never HARM anyone. I would never do anything to anyone against their will. I hate abusive human beings as much as the next one, probably more. But I do love to tie up a willing woman and hurt her till her eyes plead for me to stop and she is moaning through her gag. That is one of the happiest things on earth for me.

In short I am a Good, decent, Honest, Sick, Twisted, Caring, Demented Little Fucker of a pervert who wants to spend my life doing horribly naughty things to willing (adult)Girls.

So back to the title of this post...What is better than two naked female asses stuck up in the air waiting for me to pour Hot Wax on their yummy, yummy butts? THREE naked female asses stuck up in the air waiting for me to pour hot wax on their yummy, yummy butts!. And to think I couldn't get a date in high school.

Intro

2006-07-31T22:19:00.000-07:00

Ok...so here I am. Nothing partiucalry specal about me. Just your average 32 yo overweight dude just struggling to get by like everybody else. I've been a paramedic for 9 years now...god I cant belive that I have done anything for 9 years. I'm currently in film school at Scottsdale Community College but that isnt going very well right now...more about that anouther time.

God I hate this thing already.