Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

When I was in school, my English teacher used to give us special assignments where we would follow people. Then we would report on what we think is their life. We would take all the details and write a short story. That was one of the few things I enjoyed in fucking classes. 

Even after I left school, I still would do it on my own. I found I loved stalking people. Sometimes, it would get me so excited I had to fuck myself right after. Overtime, stalking became boring.  I need more to get the sexual rush I craved. 

I began breaking in their homes.  I would steal pills, money, jewelry and such. I would go into their devices and add  and delete things. That was fun for a while, but like all things, I got bored of it. 

When I got bored of that, I began breaking into their homes at night with them asleep. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and quietly went up the stairs. They were sleeping soundly. I woke the man up with my hands on his balls. He tried to scream, but can’t. I smile, and stab him several times. His wife is next.

Make sure to lock your doors tonight. Then again, why bother. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

The men and women in my life try so hard to forget me. The places I take them terrifies them, but it also excites them more than they ever thought possible. For that reason you must take your Poison with your pleasure.

Your hand is shaking, you say “hello” in this little scared voice. 

You start with questions, way to many fucking questions. I promise you, I will make you use a ball gag if you don’t shut up with the annoying questions.  

Now you are doing all the tiresome things men do when they don’t want to be honest with me. Nothing is too extreme or violent for me. You cannot shock me, you never could. You like them young? Silly, stupid man. So do I. 

After our call, you might try to forget me. You can’t, can you?   Be brave for once, take what it is you crave. 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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          Open can mean so many things. Open the door, being more open to sexuality, open your mouth, and open to what else I wonder. It seems to me that as a man gets older, he’s open to so many more things. How about you?  Maybe for you, all you can think of is opening your mouth and sucking the perfect nipples of my DD’s tits. I see I have much work to do.

        You arrive for our date. After our conversation, you’re a bit nervous, and very excited. What could I have planned? You can see I’m not really dressed for going out. The lights are low, Martinis in the pitcher, and Billie Holiday is on the turntable.  We chat, dance, and drink a little. The mood is perfect.

I take you into my bedroom and tell you to do a slow strip for me. When you’re done to my liking, I push you down on my bed. I stroke your arm with my soft hand and you feel the restraints around your wrists. 

I own you, from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet; and anything in between!

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Written By: Tiffany

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It’s been so much fucking fun dressing you up and bending you over. I think you’re ready for so much more. Look at my bitch in her pink thong and pink patent mini skirt. You have finally mastered walking in your sexy, pink 6 inch pumps. The fucking thing is, I am bored with it all. I need so much more to stimulate me.

It’s time you went out and earned your keep. You hardly resemble a man anymore. You’re so fucking small, your dick can pass for a clit. Now if you only had tits to go with the big clit. I hand you your hormones and you swallow without question. The body hair is thinning out and you have perfect 34 C’s. 

You question why men are arriving. You thought you were all dressed up to go out. I explain we will be going out, but first you need to be broken in. Your eyes light up at the thought of a real flesh and blood cock. Your mouth is beginning to water. My bitch is actually drooling over the thought of all those cocks. 

Now, I dare you to hit the streets and pimp your sexy ass out!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

I love a good slave. Well behaved, kind, and always at my command. Nothing tickles me more then my pet doing precisely as they’re told. You know the type, when I say jump, they don’t ask how high, they jump. If it’s not high enough, I will instruct them with the flick of my paddle.

Now, don’t think a well behaved slave is always in my graces. I love to spank, use my rattan cane, and I have a few other implements in my arsenal to keep my lioness nature in check. I hunt, and you’ll be my prey. I will catch you, and you’ll not resist. Once I get my teeth into you, you’ll never be quite the same….and ALWAYS well behaved. 

Aren’t you just the cutest fucking man. How fucking small are you?  I could pick you up and toss you like a rag doll. It excites you to see how tiny you are standing next to me.

You glance at my strong, muscular thighs and wonder if they could pop your head like a pimple. The sexy things I could do to those frail bones of yours. The veins in your tiny neck are sticking out so much, I could hit them tossing my knife. 

I wonder if you would pass out from the pain before I snapped all your frail bones. Let’s fucking find out.

  I take your hand in mine and bend it back till bones snap. Then I take you hip in my hand and standing behind you I snap your hip bone. It’s okay, I can hold up your tiny little body. Of course, it’s more rewarding watching you fall to the hard floor. 

    My favorite part is his tiny feet. The pain I can inflict on those is unbelievably exciting. With him on the ground, I begin jumping up and down on his thin chest.  Sexy!  I just love the sound of breaking, and splintering bones. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

You bring your stunning wife to me for a session. Honestly, she looks fucking scared. I don’t think she wants to be here.  I can figure out a man in less than 5 minutes. I don’t think it’s her that needs or wants my session. Look at you all manly, pretending you’re something you’ll never be. 

I explain to you that I need to have a private chat with her. I explain it’s all in the contract he signed.  Once I get her alone, she tells me the whole story.  Ah, so it seems what we have here is a man who really doesn’t want to be in control. You have a man with a dick so tiny, he could please no one. Here we have a man who plays in his wife’s toys and her pretty lacy things. The solution to this session is quite simple.

  I demand he strip for me. I examine him. Funny how some men have it all and others like him have nothing. After he’s sedated, I explain that it’s him getting a session, and many more will follow.

I hand him a pill to relax. This is the beginning of many pills to follow.  Once you look enough like a bitch, it’s time for you to see just what it’s like to be a woman. 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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     Growing up my parents always told me that I was a very strange child, with my black hair, and pale skin.  They basically ignored me till the day daddy caught me playing with my dolls. That was the day he began paying so much more attention to me.

               I made little whips, and strap-ons for my female dolls.  I stripped all the boy dolls, tied them up in various ways then put the whips in the girl dolls little hands.  They all looked so cute.  When ever I played like this, I could feel a wetness between my legs. What was that about? 

Phone sex daddy asked me if he could play dolls with me. I guess maybe daddy felt bad and was trying to get closer to his baby girl? First, we had a special tea party and then we began to play. Daddy asked me if I ever wanted a life size boy doll to play with. Can you imagine that he wanted me to do the things to him, that were being done to my male dolls. 

As you now can see, I was made to be a Dominatrix.  From the time I was a wee girl with my dolls to now, my aim in life is to have a lovely basement full of men to torture, and fuck. Delicious!

Written By: Lady Rayne

Please come in. I  have been waiting for you ever since you made an appointment to see me. The look on your face tells me that this wasn’t quite what you were expecting. Perhaps, you thought I was a bit submissive.

That’s what you get for thinking. 

Before we begin, I need you to sign this form. No need to read it, just sign. You trust me, don’t you?

Strip for me. Slowly, I want to watch you. Show me your cock and balls. Looks like you missed a patch while shaving. Go in my restroom and do it again. I want it so smooth that my tongue will feel no stubble. 

Perfect.

Pinch your nipples hard and then I will clamp them. Good boy. Bend over and spread your ass cheeks. Yes, no arguing. Just do it. 

Get on your knees and lick my beautiful asshole. Slide in your tongue and savor me. 

Now I will blindfold you and lead you to my bed. I guide your hand between my legs. What’s that you feel? Is it me? Maybe someone else is here with us. Soon you are begging for what you felt. Not yet. Hand over all those credit cards, sign your car over to me. While we are at it, your brand new house as well.  

Good boy. Now we shall begin.

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Written By: Tiffany

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The Spooky Season is almost here and you’re hoping that this year will be better. Last year was such a disappointment with the kids all home because of the pandemic. 

You’re so excited planning out the Haunted House you will have for them. You’re already jerking it while you think about all the sexy costumes. Fairies, nurses, Disney Princess, and little vampires. You’re busting with excitement.

I have taught you well, and you’ve procured an old abandoned home. You’ve taken many precautions to avoid any neighbors and hide yourself away as you prepare. If things go as planned, you’ll have a houseful to play with. If things go perfect, you’ll have to destroy all the evidence including the house.

I carefully check your to-do list. Edibles to pass out as typical candy, spiked punch, restraints, candles, floggers, nipple clamps, and some very sharp implements. Looks perfect!

Check with me after Halloween to see just how our little party went!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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You need it hard.

You’re not interested in a sexy encounter where I have my way with you.

You want deep, dark hardcore humiliation, pain, and degradation. You’re welcome in my dungeon. I have all sorts of nasty pleasures available for you. I break you down. I train you and beat you.

I give you the special gift of a golden shower to mark my territory. I know you need hardcore domination. I strike your balls, cock, and your ass! You cry out, beg for mercy. I spit in your open mouth. I bind your balls and squeeze them with my very strong hands. I twist and pull. I call you names. I make you feel small, but you love the attention and the pain.

More cock and ball torture. Maybe hot wax, icy hot and ice cubes up your ass. Possibly strategically placed safety pins, and nipple clamps to inflict just the right kind of pain. You might get a strap-on or my fist right up your ass.

You need pain. It is good for you. You feel no one understands this need, but I do understand you.

We explore the BDSM road together. It’s a journey. Take my hand, place your trust in me, for I know what you need. I will test and push your limits. I’ll take you out of your comfort zone. I know what’s good for you.

You find freedom from your troubles and you experience a release that no one outside the BDSM world would understand.

No worries, my little worm, I fully understand you and your needs.

My humbler is ready for you!

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Written By: Mistress KoKo

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                     You have a snuff fantasy. How very fucking nice. You don’t really want to die, you just want the excitement and attention. Let’s make your fantasy a reality. Stop your crying, and act like a man!

I have planned it just like you imagined. I sold tickets, they’re about 100 people in the audience just waiting to see the killing of Mr. F! 

You’re already shaking, as I strip you down. Oh fuck me!  It’s just as well I am ending you with a tiny worthless cock like yours. 

                    You look out into the audience seeing my guests, you’re pleading with them to end this madness. You tell them you will return all their money. Really Mr. F?  You can barely pay your rent. 

I help you to the wheel. You’re restrained by your feet and hands. You’re pleading with me to stop. I go slowly as my guests have paid a lot for this show.  I stab you first in your stomach. My guests are cheering. I make flesh wounds all over your worthless body. You’re begging me now to just end you. 

                      My guests are very blood thirsty, and want much more. I slice your thigh. Now I must work fast before you bleed out.

I turn to my audience and ask them what I should do for the finale? They want to see some serious splatter. I smile and kiss you on your trembling lips. I slice your throat from jugular to jugular. My guest are cheering.  Kill Mr. F! Kill Mr. F! 

The blood spurts hitting me and my guests. Perfect end to my show, and to Mr. F.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Your thoughts and desires are so dark that you’re afraid to even speak them.  For the most part, you’re a normal man. You have a well paying job, 3 adorable kids, and a hot wife. Just sometimes no matter how hot your wife is, things can get so fucking boring. 

You remember the hot goth girls in college. You would watch them, study them, and imagine what sex would be like.  Never in your wildest fantasies, and darkest dreams did you ever expect me.

You see me going through my backpack to try and find my cash. I’m taking my time and holding up the line. You step in and pay for me. I invite you to drink your coffee with me at the last table. I ask a lot of questions. We’re now talking about your boring wife, and your impure thoughts about your kids. I seduce you into not going to work today.

We joke about the things you want to do, but won’t. I suggest you put yourself in my capable hands. After a long day of persuading you, you hand me your house keys, and your families schedule. I show up, but I’m not alone. You quietly tell me that wasn’t the plan. Shut up, Daddy! Remember when the screaming starts, you asked for this!

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Written By: Poison Ivy

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I am nothing if not a helpful, community minded girl. I mean people need their vaccinations, and I love stabbing people with needles and such. What could possibly go wrong? 

I turned my artist loft into a make shift medical office. I put up signs and if anyone questions me, I will make them disappear. I really just want to have some fun. Is that too much to ask?

I am all set up, and waiting for my patients.  My first patient shows up, and I even ask him which brand of vaccination he wants. I smile and tell him what we have. Actually, what I do have is LSD, Strychnine, Viagra, and muriatic acid.  The thinks he picks the Pfizer. He actually picked the LSD. What fun this will be.

In minutes he is seeing all sort of insane sights. He is crawling on the floor barking like a dog. What The Fuck? He is trying to hump my leg. I open the door and let him run out in traffic. Ah well, he will be needing more help than I can possibly give him.

My next patient is rather hot, and well built. I give him the Viagra. Then I close the office for a few hours. What do I do now? We are finished fucking and he seems to be hanging around way too long. I explain that I made an error with this shot, and I need to try again.  What will it be?  I  am feeling the strychnine. I am still horny but it’s a need I need to take care of myself. I pull out my largest vibrator , and fuck my wet, hot cunt while he sort of screams and goes into the oddest positions as his body shuts down.

Give me a call to set up your appointment. I promise it will be fast, and very painful. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Is domination something you crave? To be completely controlled by a strong, beautiful woman who knows exactly how to bring you down to your knees?

Lately, I have been exploring the erotic world BDSM and finding that it’s very, very hot. I am more than intrigued and would love to talk to more men about your experience or role in this lifestyle.

Are you a foot slave? Do you love to worship your Mistress from head to toe? Or, do you beg for pain and like it hardcore, even extreme at times? Maybe a toilet slave? Are you a panty boy that would do anything for a dirty pair of my panties? What about strap-on play, do you love being an anal slut for your Mistress?

Perhaps, you are the dominant one in the relationship, and if so, how do you train your sex slaves?

I would really love to share a kinky fantasy or just a very sexy fetish based conversation with you soon.

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Written By: Annaliese