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I Molested a Woman on the Bus

I molested a mid age woman booty on the bus and then I shot secret video of her booty and walking booty shaking. At our country women wear our traditional dress long gyi (a sheet of cloth). When women wear it their booty will show as what booty size has. One day when I came back from job I saw a mid age woman with well shaped booty on the bus. She also stood in front of me and my eyes and I could not control myself. I...

It Was My Mother; She Was the Problem

The saddest person in the universe is someone I know. They are not under privileged or do they go without any luxury their heart desires. Sometimes material things are the most important thing in the world to them and other times it’s about making someone that care about them feel inferior. The extreme that this person will go to in proving their point knows no boundaries, even just straight up lying. Anything to show that...

Why Won’t Men Respect Me?

Have you ever wondered why you can’t seem to get a man to treat you with the respect you feel you deserve? Have you watched other women who are married to men who adore them and you wish you knew their secret? A few years ago I was invited to interview a Dominatrix about why she believes men will do anything for her and I was blown away. This conversation led me to explore the motivations behind couples where the woman...

Are You An Emotional Masochist?

I am going to help you reclaim your happiness, if you want it. This is not going to be easy to read. During my time in the BDSM community, the community of people who admit to being sexually aroused by situations and activities that are not deemed normal to popular society, I came across the group of masochists. A masochist is a person who is sexually aroused and satisfied by being hurt. They get into relationships with...

No Man Will Ever Hit Me Again

It wasn’t the fact that he hit me that hurt the most, it was the way he cried afterwards. Real tears followed by promises of change that only lasted a few days, if I was lucky enough. Really the whole thing was painful both physically and emotionally. I thought I was in love. I threw everything away just to be with him. I was only 18 at the time. I craved his affection and on some level I thought I deserved everything...