I don’t want to frustrate my Lord but I know I have. My greed and impatience this time didn’t pay off for me the way slave craved. Even tho that jump was to gain Your attention I know I made a mess freaking out probably and made Sadist do this.. unless He planned this regardless. I want to show my Master what I learned.. let me be a good girl and not frustrate You Master.. I’ll behave I promise.. there is new things I figured and i hope I’ll have a chance to tell You soon. Till then I’ll behave.. and miss all the trouble and adrenaline with You.. may I have one more chance.. it always makes me grow and i do appreciate what my Master gave me.. and i do want to pay for that.. and beg Him to let me pay it out and tell Him how really it made me feel .. i was impatient but I payed a price i really did Sadist know that.. don’t stop it all now Devil please, my mind is so committed thinking about how it could be better and more enjoyable for my Master, it’s bound to correct and work with Your nature, is that so bad?
little pet crave that light fun and flow and our deals.. 
and my mess is another sign of power You have over me, I realize i freak and then i grab for all .. don’t punish that desire, the desire that wants to be better slave for her Master, but He can be difficult as well.. tho i love it it’s not easy to please my Master at times..
woof! Please don’t punish 

It´s a DARK...We´re facing the DEMON straight in its face. We all searching for someone who DEMON play with ours. Sometimes, my DEMON love to come out and play with me. My thighs and hips are on fire. Gentle touch..evil stare seductive yet subtle slowly devouring my soul it's suicide sexy out of control...INTO THE ETERNAL DARKNESS, INTO FIRE, INTO ICE.. Would you like to meet one of my demons ????? The Queen Of Devil...The Goddess Of Darkness...I Am The Priestess Goddess Phoenix ▲☥▲

"Claim me,"
she whispers in a plea
"claim my soul as I wilt"
Crimson lips parted,
head thrown back
in ecstatic ache
jugular bared
she needs to feel
that sharp -edged love,
skin and barriers broken
as she melts into
the underworld
of a new grace
a magenta cry into
the inky sky
sacred silence penetrated
as only gasps are heard
milky breasts decorated
with red liquid ribbon,
his nourishment,
her demise
nipples pierced with
beads of her sunset lifeflow
as he sucks and bites...
and howling
into heaven's delicious gate,
she writhes
Her soul dissolving
into his night
and as his spirit
absorbs her vermilion soul
their power rises,
black as coal

your lips black sticked sanguine
tremulous murmurs
oh happy blood blossom of deaths surrender
sacrificial lamb
cats sparrow entranced
thighs on fire
sobbing from a thousand needled kisses
nipples tearing blood
each wound a weeping mouth licking
milky white alter of cold stone
saturated alizarin rust
legs wide
feet and breasts trussed
in chains and drenched rags
for cruelties arrow
o crimson queen,
pomegranate half eaten
mouth smudge black
agape
snake tongue dancing
through cherry lips
darkened eyes of fire and blood
a wash in devils incense
beloved veiled in evils cradle
bind not the demons kiss
then face down my love upon the crypt of mist
black heavens gate
pupa
vampires bate
a blood moon shaking
a scourge you are now
goddess of pleasures wretched
in the Tuileries of the abyss
consort
your every piercing fang
a boiling cauldron
desire
spilled out

dark cupid witch
legs tied to throat devil cocks twitch
nipples in a mote
ive got the itch
feet scorched in rope
hot fucking bitch
hells dark pope

vampiress whore
dark girl feeding
the sun is no more
loves the bleeding

This body and mind crave for my Lord. Don’t take them away, they beg for an air from Your lungs. 
Ohh we gained a bit of kg (:  for this month 
Even if I would want to cum on my own it doesn’t do like it does when my Master gives me permission. So lost in moment getting shocked every time I realize just how much he have power on me. How much Devil owns my soul 

What would you like to do to this sexy little devil

I can't sleep at night I keep waking up.. yes I know myMaster got all the tools to break me.. but I keep wondering is that what he craves more than having me do kinky things for Him.. tomorrow is festival thing and I.. yes You broke meDevil and i am in hell worried more than mad or something like that.. keep feeling my hair one you like me to grow.. caressing my shoulders and I keep begging and praying that that wasn't all.. that I'II know regardless is everything okay.. and that regardless of everything my Master will allow me to have that rule and I keep on hoping that it was You commenting one of my posts.. Devil you know i fell on my knees and fell in love with my Master don't punish me for that regardless of how it is.. just ease my mind.. yes You make me cry and suffer wasn't that always what Devil liked.. don't refuse my desire to please even if it's fucked up.. don't take away my begging.. it feels like ages.. let me keep the rule. Regardless that You have me for eternity because You do, broken or not my Master have me.. let me keep the rule.. can't be I earned nothing.. i miss dont You just a bit? And yes You broke Your toy just because You can.. i am fucked up with You and for some reason staying there with my Master.. i fucked them and not just that just because i was begging for Your attention. will You be that cruel.. I just want to hear You are okay at end of the day.. I can't sleep or think or... my Master liked when I cried while having an orgasm when He was away.. Devil I only beg for a bit of my air please stop torturing me..
I know Devil likes my tears but Your slave just begs for Your attention a bit of it Master.. it feels so horrible will You have mercy on me?
please my Lord fix Your doll

"I AM DONE EXPLAINING MYSELF" The fire inside me burning brighter than the fire around me. I’m tough, I’m determinant, warrior and I know exactly what I want, may too unique for basic people. Don’t study me. You won’t never graduate. I Am Half Goddess...I Am Half Hell. And if you WONDER ???? Yessssssssssssssss I know there's a special place in HELL for me..It's called THRONE...I Am The Servant...The Bitch..The Queen Of Devil...The Goddess Of Darkness...I Am The Priestess Goddess Phoenix ▲☥▲ RESPECT ▲☥▲

Damien: Everybody hates me!
Mr.Mackey: Why do you suppose that is?
Damien: Because I'm the son of the devil!
Mr.Mackey: Uh huh that's a good start, why else?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Mr.Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey.
Mr.Hankey: Aaaaah
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Dude, Kenny is dead.
Chef: Hello there children. Let me sing you a little song:
I'm gonna make love to you woman
Officer Barbrady: Well you ain't Fiona Apple,
and if you ain't Fiona Apple I don't give a rat's ass.
Reporter: What would drive a man to such a disgusting act?
Some Woman: My god that's disgusting!
Stan: Whoa dude, how do you have sex with a chicken?
Stan: At least im not a little pig fucker.
Cartman: God damn it!
Stan: Dude!
Kyle: Huh Sick
Mr.Hankey: Aaaah
Cartman: You get you bitch ass back in the kitchen, and make me some pie!
Mr.Garrison: You got to hell!
Stan: You butt plug.
Kyle: Damn!
Cartman: Well screw you too.
Cartman: Well?
Ms.Cartman: Sure Hun.
Cartman: Kick Ass!
Cartman: Hey, ill blow your freakin head off you peice of crap!
Mr.Mackey: I mean your one screwed up little kid, do you understand?
Cartman: He is a very disturbed little boy.
Ms.Cartman: You want some Cheesy Poofs?
Cartman: Yeah I want Cheesy Poofs!
Ms.Cartman: You can have a eensy weensy bit can't you?
Cartman: Well?
Ms.Cartman: Just a weensy eensy woo-woo?
Cartman: Okay!
Ms. Cartman: I bought you some Cheesy Poofs and Happy tarts!
Cartman: God Damnit!
Ms.Cartman: Just a weensy eensy woo-woo?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Mr.Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey.
Mr.Hankey: Aaaah!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny. Dude, Kenny is dead.
Mr.Garrison: Dumb ass, what a retard!
Stan: You fat fuck!
Kyle: Screw You.
Stan: Dude.
Mr.Garrison: Don't be such a little wuss!
Officer Barbrady: Fruitcake!
Cartman: Bitch.
Wendy: No, I'm not acting like a freak!
Cartman: Well I was standing out in a field and I had this huge satellite dish
sticking out of my butt, and then there were hundereds of cows and aliens, and
then I went up on the ship, and Scott Baio gave me pinkeye!
Stan: What the hell are you talking about!
Mr. Garrison: There are no stupid questions, just stupid people!
Wendy: Barf is gross!
Cartman: Nobody gives a rat's ass!
Pippins: Lunchy munchy hmm!
Stan: Oh yeah? Well at least my moms not on the cover of Crack Whore magazine!
Cartman: Damnit, would you shut the hell up?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Starvin' Marvin: Yeah I want da cheezy poof!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Mr.Hankey: Howdy Ho!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny. Dude, Kenny is dead.
Cartman: Son of a bitch.
Jesus: Yay, believe in me, and ye shall find peace, the way is paved with gold for ye who seek truth!
Ring Announcer: Wearing very very black trunks...the king of all that is evil...
Towns People: Barbara Striesand, Barbera Striesand!
Barbera Striesand: I'm Barbera Striesand!
Chef: Barbera Striesand?
Leonard Maltin: Barbera Striesand.
Kyle: Kick the baby!
Ike: Don't kick the baby!
Leonard Maltin: Leonard Maltin.
Leonard Maltin: Sydney Potier.
Chef: Sydney Potier?!
Stan: Oh yeah.
B.S.: Your some little hick!
Stan: You ugly skank!
Cartman: Damn your black heart, Barbera Stiesand! Hey! Why dont you stop dressin' me up like a mailman, and making me dance for you, while you go and smoke crack in your bedroom and have sex with some guy I don't even know on my dad's bed!

Just a random question.

Alot of posts on the confession section seem to be about black people being submissive to white people or just straight up racist shit. Is that some kind of fetish I am not aware of or is it just some troll like devil whatever. It get's really annoying having it be an 8th of the posts there quite frankly since they are barely more than a sentence or two.

If it's a big thing can't we just make a sub forum for that? Don't know if I am asking to much or being to sensitive for this site but I am new so spare me :P.

Picture unrelated just felt like including something :P.

I've pissed on the last six women I've had sex with. I'm not really into it nor domination in general, but find that it really opens a lady up. "You won't let me fuck you in the ass? I just pissed all over your face. It's not like I'll think less of you. Why are you so up tight?" is one example of what I say afterward.

For the ladies that are less inclined to let me do something like that, I break them in inside the shower. They all say no at first. All it takes is something stupid like "This is happening." I lock eye contact and while they're still in shock over what I'm saying, the lack of further objection is practically permission. I let loose and manhandle slightly, always backing off at "no" and pushing back when they ease up.

I've never had anyone react badly nor violently. In fact, they keep coming back and pretend to reluctantly accept further "showers." For some reason, the women I meet love being marked as territory. In reality, it's more that I'm introducing them to something no one else ever has. They get off on the filth, novelty and (mostly) the fantasy of the situation.

Pee is THE gateway to turn a nice & respectable church girl, into an anal-sex having, rim-job giving, cum-drinking slut. I shit you not.

P.S. I'm not terribly good looking and far from in-shape. I have the devil's smile and his confidence too.

And when you are a slave and you have the privileges to whisper to your Master your deepest desires or when you just enjoy watching Him get his and adore part taking it makes your blood constantly high and even when it’s all so exciting and rushing through your blood it still makes you nervous and twisting conflicting just you choose what actions you take. They say power exchange is illusion then they never really tasted giving one or receiving one. Funny thing is when you do the acts and your Master isn’t here so you can pour yourself in Him it’s like they never happened you remember the taste but they are useless. Because desire have shape of a nature it’s not about your actions only. Devil knows where secrets are sleeping he is the Master of them, he knows that missing Him is when the hell makes no sense at all. What is hell without his lord. The point isn’t to say is there a master without slave.. the point is how being dependent is the tasty thing in one dynamic and how free you can feel. How dependent you can be on just one word. So simple so important.. so tasty when you are allowed to be and your eyes focus and you long and it’s all you need. It makes you in peace and as well that one word brings the chaos. Dependent is the middle and Master chose what side he pushes. Dependent is reassuring. My Devil always keeps me under water and I always begged for one word because then drowning have another meaning.
longing to recreate this..