“Stick your tongue out at me, baby boy, and Daddy's going to put it to real good use. Your so goddamn pretty in in your pretty pink panties Daddy bought for you. It's not hard to resist my baby girl looking like that”. This was the warning I gave before I fucked his throat pussy over and over, blowing load after load on his face until he was completely glazed. Then I made him lick it all up. My finger comes out of his slick pussy. I give a lil slap on his boi-ovaries and I let go of his face.
"Turn around, baby girl, show Daddy that beautiful pussy."
Then them hands was on my pussy. Just rubbing them pussy-cheeks. Slapping me playfully, jiggling them..
"That's a hot fucking pussy, baby girl and that goddamn perfect lil baby girl cunt."
I guess he was just looking at my fucking cunt, cause Daddy sure as fuck wasn't touching it yet, just playing with my pussy-cheeks.
I proceeded to pound those cakes and blow another load in its petite little boy pussy.
Insolence has its price. In this case it’s a bruised throat and gaping boicunt.
This morning my mind is on emasculation.
Goggle dictionary describes emasculate as: Depriving a man of his role or identity. Synonyms include: effeminate, effete, unmanly. unmasculine, girlish, namby-pamby, sissy, girly, camp, limp wristed, queeny and epicene
Or to make a man weaker or less effective. Synonyms include: weakened, make feeble, debilitate, enfeeble, enervate, dilute, and erode.
Personally I enjoy the idea of being girly and limp wristed. I'm gay, duh. I'm supposed to be a bit campy in my opinion, and maybe that's my generational thinking as I'm soon to be 55. I'm also a pussyboy power bottom. I adore getting fucked, and fucked stupid. You know, walking a bit funny, your pussy is sore from use, it could be difficult to sit. More or less, in some vernacular some would say I'm a faggot. I don't mind that word either but this is coming from a place of my being involved with Queer Nation and ACT UP. I was a big time, very loud activist nationally. I embraced by faggotness.
I didn't and still DON"T want to assimilate. I am not everyone else. I am not the societal norm, by far. I don't see myself as male or female. Possibly non-binary, but I've written on here this idea of being a third gender, and then taking it the step further that I'm just my true sex organ, and that sex organ happens to be my boipussy. That being pussy is my gender. I know it's very unique, different and possibly disturbing idea but I think it wraps up beautifully who I am.
Submissive, yes. Passive, yes to the point you would think I was June Cleaver. Does my pleasure come from being of use to a dominant, hell yes. Does that pleasure come from being HIS pussy, fuck yes. Put me in thigh highs, chastity and even high heels you bet your life. Call me a girl, yes. Am I a housewife type, you better believe it.... henny I was Martha Stewart before Martha ever hit the scene.
I don't mind emasculation. Hell, I thrive there. But, here lately I see myself with someone like me in a long term committed relationship, loving each other but in an open relationship where we service MEN together and separately but come home to each other for our own fun together. Maybe, somebody younger than me, or just a tiny bit older.... as I've always been the younger "boi" in my long-term relationships.
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