/X\istress §atanica
You like to think you're never wrong
You want to act like you're someone
You want someone to hurt like you
You want to share what you've been through
(You live what you learn)
-----Linkin Park
( Books made by John Normen, 18+ )
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Crawling - Linkin Park
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*.*With a sigh of sweetness, she looks to the man and quotes
"Must I beg like a dog, suck a cock like a slut, and fetch orders like a slave?"
He glears at the women and crosses his arms over his muscled chest and speaks
"Yes, you will do all that and many more" with a smile
She smirks and speaks
"Well then, since you put it that way, you get on your knees and beg like a dog,
please me like a slut, and fetch orders like a slave you are"
He was surprised and drops to his hands and knees and lowered his head"
She smiles and back hands him "Slut, slave, whore, bitch, your worthless,
and I want you to show me respect for who I am, now, tell your Mistress what you are"
He spoke as he sat back on his ankles and crosses his wrist behind him
"This one is your slut slave Mistress, who pleases you and your every whim"
She smiles "Good boy"*.*
Greetings All
Description: Well dressed Dominitrix in cold black leather, clad tight black pants, black tube top, and 3in knee high heels. Eyes a deadly nightshade of ruby red, blue if shes happy, Lips blood red and the feel is ice cold , Hair wavy red to her deadly hips, and standing at 5ft 3in weighing just 110lb's, included is a Gorean instinc, deadly nightshade hourglass figure body
Marital Status: Traveling
Hobbies: Punishing those who dare to think shes wrong
Weapons of choice: A 6ft bladed whip tail, 2 sided dagger with ribed blades, Claws always sharp and at lease 1in long.
Occupation: Mistress of night, darkness, and pain
I'll feed - you scream, I'll smile - you cry
I'll whip you - you'll wince, I'll live - you'll die
Her Friend: MizzNarcissuz, shes the Mistress of Pleasure
Pleasure or Pain what is your game
Pleasure is mine by then end of the night you'll surrender to mine.
Alignment: Part evil, dark, neutral, lawfully neutral
( I will except app under any of these Alignment )
Sex: Female
Protects: Mistress 0f Doom
Personal Quote: Men are slaves to a womens needs, Women are Masters at heart who know them by name, and yet the two are equal to us and should be treated like one.
Personal Quote 2: I'm no vampire but I am human, If you cry as I feed from your pain and fear, I'll smile and you'll be collared.
Personal Quote 3: What's your fetish, What's your pleasure
Designer violence made to measure
Like a velvet glove, Like a ball and chain
Like the kiss of a whip when your hungry for pain.
Personal Quote 4: If the sun is shining, and you see a small rainbow as it rains,
It means the devil is beating his wife.
Personal Quote 5: When you make your bed, you got to sleep in it
Personal Quote 6: Its not looks that are important, its personality that counts and how you can acomplish it and everything around you
Personal Quote 7: Heaven is the air we breath from the pleasure we get, Hell is the demon in our mind that rape's our soul from the beginning of time
Her Story 
It was a dark and stormy night, this child of meer 7 was tosing and turning in her sleep, the thunder was rumbling, the lightning was crashing, but the sound of craching was no lightning she knew, she awoke to find four guys guys, maybe less, in the home, she ran to her parents room, but before she could, she was grabed, gaged and tied. The parents were in the deep sleep, and all the child could hear was two shots from a gun, she struggled for her life, but the men had placed a seringe needle in her with a liquid that would put a single person to sleep for many hours.
She blinked her eyes a few and rubs the tears from them, awaking to find herself in a strange room, small but enough room to run around in, the wall were bare concreat, one window which was out of reach and covered with bars, the door she ran to was steel and no knob, she scratched at the door, pounding on it as she cryed and screamed. A man walked up to the door and unlocked it, she steped back a bit, as the door slowly swung open, a tall man who she didnt see at her home was new to her, all he had in his hand was a plate with hot slice of bread and a small cup of water, he looked at her and set the plate aside on the ground, stood up and left, closing and locking the door.
Through her life, she grew up in a strange home, able to see out that window in her room, she saw the world plain, bare and wondered whats its like to see, smell and feel the earth once again, but that all changed, a man walked to her room, but this man was a man who she called as her father, but around him, she had to be a slave, only rule in his home, "All women are slaves and men are the Masters", she had said that many times when she was beaten and also to pervent herself from being punished as well, when he had came to get her, she went with him to a room, a special room only a girl of 18 could enter, she asked him softly wondering what shes doing here, he told her its her special day.
She was placed on hands and knees before him, since all women in the place was nude, all men could do what they want to them, she had her head looking forward, waiting for what was next, by the sound of what she herd was a zipper then clothes being taken off after that, she watned to look but cant, she felt his hands on her hips then followed by a hard push in her womenhood, she let'ed out a soft scream with a moan followed, him thrusting in and out of her also let a moan out then followed with a deep moan of release, nearly falling he kept his postion and slowly pulled out of her and stood puting clothes back on, she tryed to see what it was but a different man, grabed her by the hair and took her back to her room.
To be continued..........
The Branding of a slave
Love is no longer love
as hate takes over.
This is what Florida is like today,
See what your state has to say.
