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Anonymous >> #215999
Posted on 2016-01-21 22:26:04 Score: -5 (vote Up) (Report as spam)
That's nice. She's got a nice body, i bet i would give har a better spanking than this fucking farmer.
Anonymous >> #216000
Posted on 2016-01-21 22:32:26 Score: 6 (vote Up) (Report as spam)
Sure you would, Mr. Keyboard Warrior
Anonymous >> #216047
Posted on 2016-01-22 10:36:56 Score: -4 (vote Up) (Report as spam)
Lol Keyboard warrior, are you an illiterate or just stupid?
Anonymous >> #216049
Posted on 2016-01-22 10:42:46 Score: 2 (vote Up) (Report as spam)
Looks like an old fucking man spanking her, did you taste her pussy and eat her ass or she just used you for spanking, hahahaha
Anonymous >> #216078
Posted on 2016-01-22 17:24:55 Score: 0 (vote Up) (Report as spam)
what a girl wants isn't the same as what she needs
wants .. brad pitt wining and dining her, giving her massages, worshipping the ground she walks upon, taking care of her every whim
.. and the guy that does that for her gets treated like a doormat and friend-zoned.
needs .. a guy that won't take any shit off her, grabs her by the arm and crosses her over his lap to spank the shit out of her sassy ass, wags his finger right in front of her face to scold her when she's been a dumb cunt, grabs her hair and holds her head right in front of his face to make her look at how upset he is over what she's dones, makes it clear that he's the boss and she needs to work to earn his respect
doesn't matter what that guy looks like... all that matters is that he gives her what she needs and didn't realize she needed. and when he gives her what she needs, her cunt will be a soppy wet mess begging for his cock... partly as a gift to give to him to ask for forgiveness and beg for mercy, and partly, because he hits all the right buttons and her body subconsciously wants to breed his genetics to make more guys like him.
Anonymous >> #216263
Posted on 2016-01-23 22:39:39 Score: -1 (vote Up) (Report as spam)
I think you just summed up why I get turned on by older men. Don't get me wrong, young Brad Pitt is cute. But, I've only ever dated older, normal-looking guys that know how to treat me rough and put me in my place. There's just something I don't know. They're not a super model. There's no six pack. But, they know how to treat me, in the worst way possible which is the best (if that makes sense)?
I'll admit, I was a raging cunt as a teen growing up. I wasn't prom queen, but I was cute enough to get male attention and dick thrown at me. And I was a bitch about it, friend-zoning guys, busting their balls, being an absolute prick-tease. I enjoyed the power. I was an absolute bitch to my parents. I never respected my dad, because he never put his foot down. He wanted to be that understanding, caring father.
Subconciously I guess I had daddy issues. I craved a man to put me in my place. I kept acting out until one day I got with this older guy. And by older I mean I was 19 and he was in his 30's. I don't know why I got with him. I think I was expecting to be a raging cunt to him and laugh as it was just another puss man I ball-busted and whipped and got off on the power I had over him.
What happened was far from that. All girls. (well immature girls) do "shit tests" on guys to see if they're worth hanging out with. We do it without even thinking about it or knowing what it is. We act like cunts to see if a guy will take our shit and we can walk all over him (to which we friend-zone the shit out of him and use and abuse him while leading him on until he wises up and moves on or just keeps coming back for more) or he stands up for himself. I had a few guys stand up to me in the past, but they just got upset, called me a "bitch" and left my life.
This guy. Holy shit. He bought me dinner. I was busting his balls the whole time. I was just being a bitch to him. I wasn't saying please or thank you to the serving staff. I was basically the princess wannabe bitch, acting like everyone is there to serve me and should just appreciate that I give them the time of day.
He puts up with me throughout dinner. Then we're in the parking lot, and he asks if I want to get in his car (we both drove our own cars) to chat. I figure sure, why not, I can get a laugh at busting this pussy guy some more.
I look at him nonchalantly in the car, and ask what's so important that he wants to talk about (because he wasn't very talkative at dinner, probably because he was so appalled at how much of a cunt I was being. I don't know why I do it, it was just habit).
He looks me square in the eye with a look like I was going to be on the 10 o'clock news as a murder victim, and says that my behaviour during dinner was some of the most appalling he's ever seen. His look immediately made me wilt some. I knew I was in some shit. But also what he said. At first the cunt in me just wavered a bit, like a boxing match and my inner-cunt sort of took a swift blow to the chin but was recovering. I looked at him like I was shocked to hear him say that. How dare he call me out on my shit! I opened my mouth to bust his chops for being rude to me (oh hipocrisy!), and before I could say anything he grabbed my arm, dragged me across the front seat over his lap, and beat the ever-loving shit out of my ass with his bare hand.
I was instantly put in my place. It was like this is what I needed my whole life, and suddenly all the times I was ever a cunt in the past rushed into my head at one time and it was like this spanking was a personal salvation. It felt like an act of God. It felt like being touched by God. Like having swam your whole life in a sea of filth and shit, and suddenly God reaches down, touches you on the forehead and says "I forgive you, my child".
I was just stunned. All these feelings washed over me. I was out of myself having some kind of religous experience. Then I realized he had grabbed the back of my hair, yanked my head back hard so I was forced to look him straight in the eye, and I guess I just had this surprised, blank look on my face (probably looked stupid).
He looked at me with that same murder face, and said "you are going to apologize to me for how you acted during dinner, and then we're doing to walk back into that restaurant, and you're going to stand in front of the server, look her right in the face, and apologize to her for how you acted and treated her."
It was clear this was not a negotiation. I just started crying. I think maybe this is just some pre-programmed shit-test girls have in them to see if a man will falter. Will he keep pushing something if I burst out in tears? But, I started crying, because that whole "I forgive you my child" feeling of God I had suddenly just burst into emotions.
I started crying, because at that very moment, I was sorry. I was sorry for all the times I was ever a bitch in the past. I was sorry for being a prick-tease to boys in school. I was sorry for being a bitch to my parents. I was sorry for being me. And I felt so ashamed. This absolute shame washed over me as eery thouth of how I acted in the past came through my mind at once. It was like I was on cloud 9, and looking down at the absolute sea of shit and filth I had been wallowing in just a moment ago, and the absolute shame of allowing myself to be in taht place for most of my life was just horrible. So horrible.
I just remember saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over to him again and again as I cried.
He didn't even falter. This guy was a shit-test passing master I guess. He simply said "what are you sorry for?"
"I'm sorry for being a bitch, and treating you bad, and being like this my whole life, and how I treat my parents, and that waitress, and everything. I'm so sorry!"
"You're so sorry what?"
"I'm so sorry, sir."
I can see how guys get called "sir" or "master". In situations like that, it's just like it comes out of your mouth without even thinking. You suddenly relize this person owns you. Youv'e never been with a person like this, and it's a whole new experience, and it's scary, but they are in control and they're gving you something you didn't realize you always wanted. Well, rather you always needed.
I went in and apologized to that waitress. I was a crying mess. She asked me if everythign was ok. Did he hit you, the whole spleel. I told her no, he just made me realize that up until now I've been the biggest bitch to everyone, and it's not nice and I think I'm going to try to be a better person going forward.
She looked at me and said "sounds like a keeper. my boyfriend did the same thing to me once."
Jesus! I guess this is some kind of rite of passage that women need to go through to realize the man they're with is worth being with.
We broke up eventually, because he had to move and our lives were going in different directions. But, from that point on I never judged a guy by how he looks. Sure, I don't want him to be some 400lb slob that doesn't care about himself. (if he doesn't care about himself, he sure as hell won't care about me) But, some of the most unassuming older guys turned into the best men in my life due to the discipline they gave me and the shit they wouldnt' take off me.
Anonymous >> #294889
Posted on 2018-02-14 22:16:54 Score: 0 (vote Up) (Report as spam)
The girl in the picture looks as though shes accepting her punishment as she isn't fighting him so at least she realises she deserves this
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