Posts Tagged ‘bitch’
You Know You Want Me
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
May 26th, 2010 >> Humilation, Photos, Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
So call, try to look up my skirt, or stay hidden in the bushes and peep at me wearing my animal print dress — I know you’re there, so I’ll slowly strip and tease the shit out of you, loser.
Get your kicks in quick, because I’ll be gone for the holiday weekend. And you’ll miss me.
Piggy Tails: What’s In a Name
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
May 19th, 2010 >> Humilation, Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
His name is Stuart, but he’s a submissive piggy boy, so I get to call him what I wish.
Me: I will now call you stew-y d. moore — that’s how you’ll sign all your messages to me, from now on.
stew-y d. moore: Yes, Mistress.
Me: And don’t call me “Mistress” — I am now The Celebutaunt. One part “celebutant“, one part “taunt.”
stew-y d. moore: Yes, Celebutaunt. May i ask you a question?
Me: you may ask; I’m not certain about the answer…
stew-y moore: Why did You name me stew-y d. moore?
Me: Are you questioning The Celebutaunt?
stew-y: No, Celebutaunt. Just wondering.
Me: you are stew-y d. moore because you have a little bit of meat, just like stew, but it’s so small that it must be “dinky,” not Dinty. And no matter what it’s called, I’m not going to eat it.
Friday Night, Just Got Paid
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
May 14th, 2010 >> Duty Roster, Humilation, Photos, Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
Hey, loser, hand your my money over. …All you’ll be left with is the despair.
Scenes From The Trailer Park
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
May 14th, 2010 >> Photos, Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
Only when I say I have ashtray feet, I mean real ones; from obliging piggies, like you.
Yes, losers, there’s an ashtray in the photo. I know how easily distracted you are by tits, but jeebus.
It Begins On Your Wedding Night
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
May 12th, 2010 >> Humilation, Photos, Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
If you’re lucky, that is.
Today’s Question Is About My Delight
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
October 27th, 2009 >> Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
Have you ever put a blanket over a puppy and watched it blindly thrust it’s tiny head, trying to find a way out of such madness?
That’s how I picture your dick in your pants when you’re looking at pictures of Me — blindly thrusting, hoping for a release from the madness.
Bonus points if I hear those soft pleading whines.
Protected: The Cuckolding Cousins: A Night Of Exploitation & Humiliation
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
September 13th, 2009 >> Cherry Picked Post, Humilation, Photos, Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
My cousin enlisted my help to cuckold her husband. Here’s the whole dirty story — with 30 photos!
Enter the Cherry Picked Post password to see it all.
Sitting outside with wine coolers with the old boy friend…
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
August 11th, 2009 >> Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
He: Suck my cock.
:silence:
He (nudging me): Didja hear me? Suck my cock.
Me: This is so not the droid you are looking for.
Girl Power Wrapping Paper For Your Dominatrix
Posted by: Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
May 18th, 2009 >> Trailer Trash Angel Is Not Your Angel
Sure, you know how to buy us gifts — but do you know how to properly present them? Try wrapping them in this.
Born in 1984, I may or may not have been named Nikki after the Prince song — but I do have some things in common with the song:
I knew a girl named nikki
I guess u could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby
Masturbating with a magazine
She said howd u like 2 waste some time
And I could not resist when I saw little nikki grind
She took me 2 her castle
And I just couldnt believe my eyes
She had so many devices
Everything that money could buy
She said sign your name on the dotted line
The lights went out
And nikki started 2 grind
Nikki
The castle started spinning
Or maybe it was my brain
I cant tell u what she did 2 me
But my body will never be the same
Her lovin will kick your behind
Oh, shell show u no mercy
But shell shonuff shonuff show u how 2 grind
Darlin nikki
Woke up the next morning
Nikki wasnt there
I looked all over and all I found
Was a phone number on the stairs
It said thank u 4 a funky time
Call me up whenever u want 2 grind
Oh, nikki, ohhhh
Come back nikki, come back
Your dirty little prince
Wanna grind grind grind grind grind grind grind grind grind
{backwards at the end…}
Hello, how r u? Im fine. cause I know
That the lord is coming soon, coming, coming soon.






