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It's that time of the month, again, the time I used to hate, but now
adore, ever so much.....The mess, the filth, and PMS, which accompanies
the event, used to make me irritable, and unhappy..... Now the opposite
is true.
I welcome it's coming in fact, for its gives me an opportunity, to show my feelings toward men....Something which I truly enjoy.... I have special boots now, for the event, ones chosen to bring a greedy pressure to my pitiless slaves.... I love to drive, as I menstrate, and take hours getting ready to do so...Making sure every last detail is correct....That I'm attractive, smell nice, and look like an angel, to entice my many slaves to draw close to me. With thick mascara, and creamy eyeshadow, normally in purple, my favorite color....I begin to make myself an adoring beauty....I play loud music, to waken my small slaves, who sleep, and masturbate in my shoes and boots....I tap each of them, with my leather whip, to shake the leather, and wake up the poor bastards, to see and smell there queen. Perfume goes on my nipples, my neck, and in my hair, and ooohhhh yes, lots of it, on my special boots....The boots that I ownly wear when I stricken.... Normally I have gay, and lovely boots, and platform shoes, but for this special occasion, I wear 4 inch, high heel, black, kidskin, thigh high, stiletto, platform boots, made of the finest leather, with light cream color soles.....Before putting them on, I take one or two slaves, and lick their tummies and genitals, while I have them in my hands....I produce my slaves, genetically to be exactly 3 inches tall, so they fit nicely in my hands. As the 2 lucky slaves moan in pleasure, and I kiss them with love,,,,,it attracts hundreds of others....Thinking they will get the same treatment, hundreds upon hundreds, coming from the closet, and actually line up, for pleasure. Then the magic moment---as I slide my boots on...With toes arched, and a beautiful smile, I slide them tightly onto my legs....I gather up my driving gloves, and necessary femine kotex, and applicators, and beckon my slaves into an old bait bucket, which I bought at a garage sale.....It couldn't be any truer....For these slaves, are no more than BAIT, for my menstral desires.... I attract the slaves, into the bucket, with a pair of black fishnets, I wore the night before, to a party....I danced the night away, and my feet were so sweaty, the smell, attracts them all into the bucket....I take plenty of duct tape with me as well. I take my supplies, and dress in crimson color suede, to match my flow.....My lovely suede hot pants, unsnap easily, so all may catch my unique aroma, during this painful time. I put on my brown leather bomber jacket, with furry collar, and diagonal zippers, and step out of the house, with huge anxious strides, from my powerful boots. Once in the car, I spread out my supplies, and bucket, filled with horny slaves, on the passenger seat. I whistle and encourage my slaves, and say, are you ready for a nice drive with Jesse...A nice long one, far into the country....They all nod with apporval, and blow kisses from their tiny mouths and hands. The first thing I do, is to remove a wire mesh, from under the seat, and cover the bucket, trapping my slaves, before they have time to escape. Then, I open my crimson suede hotpants, and remove a soaked pad, from my labia, and throw it into the bucket, as I laugh and laugh. My feminine discharge, has them gasping for air, and masturbating, and I love the whole scene. I stop, on a romantic overlook, where no one can watch me, and take 10 slaves at a time, from the bucket....most of them already covered in my blood, which was on the pad. I take the duct tape, and attach, 20 men to the gas pedal, and 30 men, to the brake pedal, and make sure, they are held on, by lots and lots of sticky tape....I bring the bucket near my ankles, so all of them can watch..... I smile and say, I think its time we move on.....don't you...And suddenly, they realize what is about to happen....I love to floor the accelerator, and love to make quick stops, screeeching the tires, and of course, smushing the tender bodies of my slaves into nothing but pulp....I tape 10 men onto the steering wheel, all in a circle, put on my driving gloves, which are also crimson, and leather....and start the engine. Here we go BOYYYYYYYYYYS I grab the wheel, and smush 2 immediately, with my palms, and watch their pulp, fly into the bucket....Then I smile, and floor the accelerator, instantly wiping out the 20 frail bodies attached there. Sorry--I brake for school buses......hahahaha....and then apply the brakes really hard, wiping out another 30 helpless males..... I love to stop very often, about every 2 miles, and repeat the process, until all the males have been rendered to pulp, except ONE. That lucky male, gets special treatment, because he is the last lone survivor, of my menstration. I stop the car, hold him to my face, and lick his head, coating him my saliva..... Then through a magnifying glass, and with my long nails, I masturbate him softly, right before arriving back at my home.....He thinks he is home free, as I tell him how lucky he is, to be personally masturbated by me...BUT......just before I leave the car, I take his body, in my hand, take some duct tape, and attach him to my boot sole, and casually say.....C YA.....Then step out of the car, with my boot and slave attached...and step down as hard as I can, on the platform sole, crushing him into pulp. I calmly walk back into the house...with my filthy bucket in hand....wash the mesh screen, return it to the car, and take a bath, in my boots...A nice soap sudsy bath, washing the leather, putting the heels on the faucet, as I masturbate, thinking about all the fun, the day provided me. CAN'T WAIT UNTIL NEXT MONTH..........CAN YOU.....Love to all female dominants....Boot Goddess Jesse |