Bianca has her smut shack and I have my slut hut. What is it with us post punk jacked in stroke merchant wog chix? A few too many fucks in the confessional at an impressionable age perhaps? Kneeling face down on the ubiquitous crimson cushion breathing in the distinctive melange of frankincense, myrhh and cheesy feet, my best friend experiments with how many devotional candles she can shove up my virgin slit. Or her favourite little game of find the rosary. Lifting her tunic to give me a clue. Like I really needed it. Rubbing each bead over her budding hard-on, forcing me to recite 'Hail Holy Queen' for each pearly collision. Talk about bitch brides of Christ. Nothing beats a convent education for ensuring a lifelong addiction to cruelty, ornate furnishings, profane rituals and extracting confessions. So now I'm grown up I am a work shy dole bludging vampyre cyber serial killer anarcho bitch slut trawling the net, doing my bit to clog up the super hog trak with enough virtual shag crap to deter the convergence merchants from making their fast fucked up bucks *too* easily.

*** Redirecting connection to new port *** *** Welcome to RL MOO ***

Check your preconceived notions about cyberspace at the door!

Please make sure to follow all the spatial, political, social and physical metaphors and boundaries of 3-dimensional reality.

PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN ANY OF THE FOLLOWING BEHAVIOR: - teleporting without a teleportation device (airplanes, helicopters preferred, UFOs are accepted but are, admittedly, just plain silly). - being in more than one "window" or /world at a time. - Using a gender that is different from the one that you were born with. (e.g. calling yourself "female" when you have a penis that is firmly attached to your crotch).

WE ENCOURAGE BEHAVIOR SUCH AS: - Revealing your given name(s). - Talking about how much alcohol you drank last night. - Discussing what college you attend and what your "major" is.

EXTRA QUOTA WILL BE DISTRIBUTED FOR ANY OF THE FOLLOWING: - Whining to the wizards. - Name-calling and other ad hominem attacks. - Complaining in general (though complaints addressed directly to the wizards will be given precedence).

Please be excrutiatingly polite at all times. Any attempts to subvert the REALITY aspects of this "virtual" REALITY will be sneered at. Let's put the "R" back in "VR"!

Valid commands at this point are Help, WHO, COnnect, CReate, QUIT, UPtime, Version, GET, HTTPD, FORCE, PROG_LIST, PROG_EDIT, PROP_LIST, or PREACH

Okay,... guest is in use. Logging you in as `Acapulco_Gold_Guest' *** Connected ***

Acapulco_Gold_Guest re-enters the room, clad only in a huge rose pink dildo, thigh high deep pink PVC boots with extremely sharp heels

Wench_Guest looks over her shoulder, her head still restrained to the leash

Acapulco_Gold_Guest fastens your wrists with the cuffs, putting the key on a tight silver chain around her neck. She grinds the heel of her boot into the small of your back

Wench_Guest wiggles, lowering her body to the floor

Acapulco_Gold_Guest adjusts your leash, shortening it considerably, and tightens your collar two notches . . . she attaches the short length of leather to the iron ring, forcing your head to the floor, your ass pointed towards the angels

Wench_Guest is totally helpless, her vision restricted to the ground just before her eyes

Acapulco_Gold_Guest stands and opens the door wider, allowing anyone who happens to be passing by to witness the spectacle of her maid's humiliation

You ask, "Now my pretty cunt, what do you need to make you a more devoted bitchslut to your Mistress?"

Wench_Guest says, "T...tell me what I need Mistress..."

Acapulco_Gold_Guest rubs her dildo across your thighs . . . *I* know what you need fool . . . but I want to hear *you* say it

Wench_Guest says, "I need you to ride me, Mistress"

Acapulco_Gold_Guest rips your silken panties off, rubbing her long thick cock over your bare buttocks

You ask, "What are you?! my horse? my bitch? my dog? my slutty hole?"

Wench_Guest says, "whatever you want Mistress, please don't leave me this way."

Acapulco_Gold_Guest stands back from you . . . appreciating the sight you make, your skirt hitched up around your waist, hands restrained behind your back, so helpless

You sense that Wench_Guest is looking for you in -= Heart of Midnight =-. She pages, "I'm sitting on my chair, legs open, and I rub my cock through the skirt that's raised high...my stockings are fully visible"

Acapulco_Gold_Guest loosens your reins, pulling your head up. Squatting before you so that her cunt is revealed, she demands that you suck her prick

Wench_Guest's prick is half-hard, her feelings are a mix of desire and confusion and she can't touch it to release the pressure, or arrange her clothes to stop her confusion

Wench_Guest , eyes closed, goes down on the dildo, imagining the sight she

makes, with her legs open and her arms tied. She moves her lips up and down the shaft, hating herself for being so weak, but unable to resist.

Acapulco_Gold_Guest pulls out, adjusts the harness a little to reveal her clit "Now lick this for me, it is burning!"

Wench_Guest buries her face between your legs, her cock swollen hangs between her thighs

You ask, "Where do you need this prick X? It's nice and wet and thick . . . where shall I put it?"

Wench_Guest says, "up my ass, please Mistress put it there"

Acapulco_Gold_Guest loosens the leash some more, kneels in front of you, rubbing her prick against yours

You ask, "Where, I didn't quite hear you ... ?"

Wench_Guest says, "please, up my ass please"

Acapulco_Gold_Guest grabs your prick roughly and gives it a few harsh strokes You say, "You really must learn not to mumble . . . now, where do you need it? You don't have a right to anything you know, so you must beg"

Wench_Guest says, "Please Mistress use my ass for your pleasure please fuck me" Wench_Guest blushes at the sound of her hot, demanding voice

Acapulco_Gold_Guest exclaims, "Again! That is a pathetic attempt at begging ..you might as well be asking me to run down to the shop for you. It has no integrity, no passion, no humility"

Wench_Guest says, "please Mistress fuck my ass, you know I need you to fuck me there, up my ass. Please fuck this sluttish ass, fuck your whore, use me anyway you like! You own my ass Mistress, please use it now, long and hard, please"

Wench_Guest now feels completely submissive, and doesn't even dare to ask you to close the door, although she can't forget it's still open

Acapulco_Gold_Guest prises apart your slender buttocks, stretching your asshole

Wench_Guest's hole opens, betraying her desire and good training

Acapulco_Gold_Guest admires your pretty hole with the tip of her moistened cock You ask, "Now, where was it that I should stick my cock?"

Wench_Guest pulls back, trying to impale herself on your toy...please up my ass please

You say, "what *kind* of ass do you have, Jane? Acapulco_Gold_Guest taunts you by evading your hungry hole, but putting her hand on your stiff sex

Wench_Guest remembers the words written on the cuffs..."a slutty ass Mistress"

Acapulco_Gold_Guest lifts the heel of her boot towards your ass, considering fucking you with it, but deciding to leave that particular punishment for another day

Acapulco_Gold_Guest grabs your waist and lowers her long thick cock into your ass, slowly pushing in, watching with detached interest the way in which your asshole grips so hungrily

Wench_Guest experiences the familiar mix of pain and pleasure as you fill her hole with your dildo....

You ask, "Is this what you wanted my precious slut? To be fucked like this?"

Wench_Guest says, "oh yes Mistress"

Acapulco_Gold_Guest sinks her cock into your cunt to its full length, rhythmically impaling you

Wench_Guest feels her inside opening to your thrust, as her face touches the floor under your pressure. She tries to make you want her, she moves her ass, her hands tied behind her back, her cock dangling from between her stockinged legs

You sense that Wench_Guest is looking for you in -= Heart of Midnight =-. She pages, "I'm so hot..I changed my desc to please you Mistress"

look Wench

X, on her knees, hands tied behind her back, skirt raised to her waist...ready and waiting... She is awake and looks alert. This guest is connecting from 15 from xxxx.univ-paris1.fr, port xxxx

Wench_Guest opens under your ramming thrusts, moaning with pleasure

Acapulco_Gold_Guest continues to slam X's sweet pink ass with her prick

You sense that Wench_Guest is looking for you in -= Heart of Midnight =-. She pages, "shall we arrange my new home in lambda next time ?"

Wench_Guest says, "oh yes, yes I'm so depraved, yes"

Wench_Guest moans, frenzied with lust...she moves frantically up and down your shaft

Acapulco_Gold_Guest feels her swollen her clit rubbing against the harness . . . suddenly, without a word she pulls out her cock and leaves the room, leaving her maid with a gaping hole, a stiff prick, in full view of a mysterious woman in the doorway