What Good Is a Horny Sub?

What good is a horny sub? by pink_voice  (more poetry, blush)

What good is a horny sub
When You made him so?

What good is a horny sub?
A slut willing to just about anything
Just to get a piece of action,
Some dirty fun too
So You can say: boo.
For Your own satisfaction.
“Prance some more
Until you get sore
Get a freaking habit
So I can nab it
THIS will be you habit:
Morning noon and night
You will take an imaginary wanking flight
And pray regularly for the sight of heaven
That how close you will get
The cage-stage is set
And I say snap it.
To whatever performance I have in store
And nasty tortures galore
Let’s see how far you will go:
Be a monkey and say moo
To my ho ho?”

But the fun thing is
Let’s not forget it, please.
For a subbie a boo is a greater boon.
Then the distant sound of loo.
Followed by nothing at all.

What good is a horny sub?
When a slut screams: may I cum?
That is so much fun
And You can laugh:
“you will masturbate some more,
you dirty little whore.
Or at least you can dream of it
All rightly placed
While all is being away snatched
“Here’s one to go!’

Hoping to hear:
Ho ho ho!
Go go go.
Subbie implores:
May I come phleeeeese.
“Oh, no. It was just a tease.”
You offer a solace:
“You thought this was a Pleasure Palace.
You can only work in one.
There everybody gets to come.”

What use is the horny sub?
They are so sweet to torture and tease.
Hoping for release.
And when the time comes
That horny slut is ready to rut
Just about anything
That has a butt.
(Washing machines, floors an legs:
And he begs!)

What good is a cumming sub?
It’s a sight for sore sight
It’s the sweetest sight on earth
An endless ride of moans and sighs
That makes it right!
Let’s not forget:
Afterwards there’s a toast and drinking!
Be careful to serve and no spilling.

What good is a cummed sub?
A becumed sub is great
But cummed subbie?
Is he worth anything until recharged?
Is he worth a whoopee?
Is the release a release damned?

OH what good is a horny sub?

Jilbab Miyabi di gugat

Nama Maria Ozawa atau Miyabi kini tidak begitu asing ditelinga kita meskipun bernuansa sangat Jepang dan sama sekali tidak berbau Indonesia.
Terlebih bagi kaum lelaki, yang spontan akan mencitrakan sosoknya sebagai perlambang dari keindahan fisik wanita. Miyabi adalah salah satu bintang yang paling diminati dari industri film porno di Jepang yang juga dikenal dengan JAV(Japanese Adult Video) industry

Mr. Deity A Hit On Youtube - Great Short Clips About Christian God

This first clip may not be the funniest of them all but worth the watch.  Send a link for the videos on youtube to all the teens and college students you know.  Lets educate our youth about the absurd belief system that is Christianity and help free America from their excuses for immoral acts of war and torture based on lies in the name of their God.

Second clip is funny, in my opinion:

Third Clip is cute but not really that funny:

Forth Clip is good, worth the watch:

Fifth Clip is a good one.  Lucifer, Mr. Deity (God):

Check Youtube for more episodes and note that Mr. Deity has signed a contract to appear exclusively with another website….pretty cool.

The Child That Looked Right Through Me

These thoughts are my chains,
Never bending or breaking,
My mind is my prison,
I have to live here forever,
Constantly under watch and scrutiny,
Always fighting for a breath of air,
The people surrounding me cannot see what I see,
They refuse to see what they think isn’t there,
But I see everything,
I see the colors and shapes, I see the wind,
I see god and his children,
Because I take the time to take everything in,
Process and release, send it back to the windmill,
If I cried out to take her hand, would she even know I was there?
How can one person live for so long without ever living their life?
I press questions and buttons in a cavalier way,
Hoping for the best or the most random thing to say,
She could not be afraid of me if she saw me standing there,
I touched her face, I touched her hand,
But my soul just passed on through,
It’ll take her years to understand,
That what she saw was true

a favorite etsy shop

love this. have gotten personalized ispy bags for three kids – my son, my nephew and a friend’s daughter and they all love them. my son will bring me his and say “find elmo” since elmo is hidden in it. she often has her shop closed to catch up on orders so you can’t always see them but trust me, they are cuter than cute. and its nice, I’ve asked for specific borders different than she has listed and she does it.  she puts things in that you specially ask for (hence the elmo) and when I mentioned my friend’s daughter loved pink almost everything hidden was pink…chicks n chickadees

Talk About Amazing Anal!

Apparently people shove the most bizarre things Up there ass….

Certain ones don’t shock me…

I have seen my Ex’s use some of them….

Butt!!! whats with the Syrup bottle???

Wow….
Butt she is right if you want to shove things up your butt, and Push the Limits! Please get something that is made for it! LOL….

I honestly am all for it! As a matter of fact tell me all about it!

Here are some links to some really amazing things to shove up your butt!

1)Beginner Butt Toys

2)Bizarre Butt Toys

3)Extreme But Toys!!!!

Enjoy!

I Like it When Daddy Hits Me

It’s laugh-a-minute around here. The University of New Hampshire has determined that spanking unruly ankle-biters stunts their IQ. This is based on 1500 overgrown sperm who were given an IQ test, then another after four years. Murray says that the study took into account “parental education, income, cognitive stimulation by parents and other factors that could affect children’s mental abilities.” And that, “You can’t say it proves it, but I think it rules out so many other alternatives; I am convinced that spanking does cause a slowdown in a child’s development of mental abilities.” I fucking love studies like this, because they are the sweet, supple love tunnel into which I can pound my eternal rage.

For starters, let’s explain correlation vs causation. For all you dumbasses out there, here are two things that correlate: drinking coffee and eating bagels. One does not cause the other. They just happen to occur at the same time because it’s fucking breakfast time and I’m too hung over for eggs. On the other hand, drinking coffee does incite my infamous cross-species orgies. How do I know? Because the orgy only happens after coffee, coffee always signals an impending orgy, and no other variable exists (like, say, a trip to the petting zoo). This study only shows causation, and can easily be turned on its head to indicate that children with lower IQ scores are assholes that need to have the shit beat out of them. Which is indisputable truth.

Now let’s take a look at their premise: Spanking is traumatic, so it keeps the brain from developing correctly. Children who are spanked don’t learn anything, which further hurts their intelligence. Let me tell you what’s traumatic. Baby rape is traumatic. And Halloween pranks, like murdering an entire family and heckling the lone survivor. And middle school. And we don’t just let kids do without that shit. It builds character. And you know why kids don’t have independent thinking skills? Because their parents fill their heads with intelligent design and abstinence-only and party lines and drugs-are-bad. (m’kay?) They’re told what to eat, wear, believe and do. Their friends are audited by the ‘rents. Their films are censored. Their language is controlled. And everything’s full of fucking MSG. Wonder why the future of America is so goddamned idiotic? They’re bred for it.

But the funniest thing about this whole mug of rectal vomit is that IQ doesn’t mean a fucking thing. It doesn’t make your cock thicker or guarantee a better job. (Isn’t it great to know that the people who pick celery for a living are smarter than the police?) It’s not a superpower, like a laser that cuts through bank vaults and makes you impervious to serrated weapons. It makes you pompous, shallow and boring. Want a better adult? Kick your kid until blood comes out his ears. Then give him some books, the right to disagree with the house standard, and fifteen minutes of alone-time with the cat. Let natural selection weed out the unfit specimens. We don’t need people with magic self-esteem numbers. We need ruthless bastards with firm opinions and open minds. And lubricant. Lots and lots of lubricant.