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Deviance combines reality, fantasy and curiosity with a deviant twist. You will read about how she offers herself to the highest bidder as a submissive sex toy to do what ever her 'owner' demands just because she wants to know what men ask for when they feel a sense of entitlement / ownership.Deviance also loves it rough, although a respected hardworking artist by day - at night and in between commissions she is as wanton and cock hungry as the highest paid porn star and easy slut. Deviance advertises her fantasies on popular websites and then selects who she meets with. Read some of the adverts, email responses and stories about select encounters.Deviance has always been on top of her game when it comes to men. Her seduction methods range from humor, intelligence and charm to sarcasm, sadism and superiority. Unconventional and complex, with sharp green eyes and hair as wild as her thoughts - she's the kind of woman men like to bring to her knees!

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In the bedroom, I took my dress off and lay on the bed under the duvet whilst he undressed. I think he had started suspecting that I wasn't a real hooker. When he was naked he looked at me and said "get up please." Annoyed, I rose out of bed whilst he sat on the edge of the bed watching me carefully. With a smirk on his face and eyes that couldn't meet mine becuase he was too busy leering at my pussy, he told me to once again turn around facing away from him and to bend over and hold on to my ankles. Obeying and inwardly groaning I did as he asked.

He slapped me hard, a stinging slap that I knew had left a red mark on my right ass cheek. 'Come' he said and roughly pulled me closer. My ass was thrust close to his face and I could feel his breath on me. He put a finger inside my pussy and circled it around. "You're going to fuck my finger now. I want you to move around on it as if it's your last chance ever to cum."

My back was staring to kill me so I started to rock backwards and forwards in the hope that the position would soon change. Another slap and 'Faster!' he ordered, slipping another finger inside. I breathed in sharply and moved about more urgently on his fucking fingers. Both his hands were now playing with my pussy, one stayed inside of me whilst the other massaged from around my clit to my ass. His hands were covered in my juice and I didn't care about the position anymore! My hands were flat on the ground so that I could stabilise myself whilst grinding into his hands. I was wet everywhere and close to orgasm, I was sweating from the exertion..."I'm going to fuck that tight ass now, do you want that? Hmmm? Tell me you want me to fuck your ass. Say please" he said and slipped his thumb into my hole. 

"...umm...I've never had anal before" I said (although that was technically a lie - but it was so long ago that I didn't think it counted as my hole was tight as if it had never been opened. His thumb wiggled inside my ass in a friendly manner. Then popped out as he used both hands to push my soft white ass cheeks apart and then stuck two fingers inside my hole. I breathed in sharply, his fingers came out and he again used both hands to separate my cheeks and sank his face into my ass. He sucked at my hole, pulling and playing with it then sucked hard at my pussy making me shout out in surprise.

"Okay, must I pay you more?" he asked
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Posted by My name @ 02-04-2010 08:54:00
I’ll wait for you in a car park. You’ll park next to me and get into my car. You won’t say anything.  When you get in, I’ll put my right leg up on the dash board and bend the left towards youand lift my skirt.  You’ll play with my pussy, slide your fingers inside me and massage my clit until I orgasm. Once I orgasm you can leave...

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Posted by My name @ 29-03-2010 21:45:00
I lied to a stranger.
A man in a bar to be exact.
I allowed him to assume I was a high class hooker hanging in a bar waiting for someone to approach. I was staring into my Jack Daniels, thinking about my next art commission – or rather – wondering where it was going to come from. Sigh, the life of an artist. I saw him watching me. I didn't really care; I was used to being looked at. I wasn't asking for attention and he was not only a lot older than the men I usually attract, but he also looked really boring – you know the type – serious businessman, lots of money and no life. Definitely not worth my interest!  I think I have become a better judge of character since then.
I finished my drink and gestured to the barman who was already walking over to me with a drink. "This one's on the guy over there" he said with a knowing wink. Staring him in the eye I asked "Is it a double?" He shook his head. "Make it a double" a voice behind me says to the barman, and I turn around to face him.Inwardly I sigh and work out that I can finish the drink, castrate him and end the conversation within 10 minutes. After which I'll go home and play with my vibrator and I don't give a shit if my housemates hear.
He asks "Do you realize what a beautiful woman you are?" (Grrroan…don't get me wrong – it's cool to be told you're beautiful, it's just that said in this manner he obviously ONLY wanted me to be a pretty face and I am in more of a don't-fuck-with-me-I'm-a-cocky-bitch kind of mood.)I smile sweetly and giggle politely (look I'm a tough ass but I can be bland for 10 minutes, you know - suppress my fire and all that!). I caught him looking at my tanned cleavage so I innocently moved a little more so he could catch a glimpse of my pale breasts . At one point I drop my purse and quickly step back and bend down, lifting my head towards him I give him the most blow up doll face I can muster and opened my eyes wide and innocently say "Oops!" while giving him a full view of my creamy firm tits.
I bet he had flashed an image of me sucking his cock and looking up at him with my big green eyes...
When I was seated again he placed his hand on my leg as if to test my reaction. I acted as if I didn't notice and decided to be the queen of inane for the next 7 ½ minutes. And then I heard it - two words, “pay…sex”– and I was on high alert. All senses sharp. I transported myself back to his monologue "…so I would do anything to have sex with you, I'm sorry if what I've said has offended you."
"Noooo no no. You haven't offended me!" giggle "What do you mean you would do anything?" I say, eyes wide, face open, innocent, vacuous and PRETTY.
  "You know, what I said just now, I'd pay you well. You look like a lady who knows her stuff but at the same time you don't look like a hooker. Shit you are sexy Woman!"
 Being the hormonally driven basket case that I am, I allowed him to believe I was a hooker so that I could fulfill a fantasy of being treated like a sex toy – AND I wanted to behave like one.
  It gives you license to be as slutty as you like! Fuck yeah! I want to be someone's paid for plaything! 
We left the bar, I followed him in my car and when we arrived at his house I parked behind him. He started walking towards me as I got out and told me to turn around and touch my toes. I obeyed; he put his hands under my dress, took my panties off and jammed them in his pocket. 
Inside his house, he poured me a drink, sat next to me and seeing that there was still room on the other side of me - he told me to lie back and to place one leg on the floor and the other on the back of the couch. This position forced me to position my legs apart, my dress rode up to my hips and my pussy was stretched open wide.
 
His phone rang and whilst he spoke I had to lie in that position. He adjusted my dress so that he could see more. Then he pointed at pillows and I had to put them under my ass so that it was easier for him to inspect. For a few minutes he just sat there enjoying the view and then took an ice block out his drink and leaning over me - rubbed the ice around my nipples. When he was satisfied that my nipples were as hard and erect as they could be he moved back and gazed at my pussy. I knew I was already wet when he finished his call and his hand started to rub around my clit. "You little slut" he said. "I bet you make men beg to fuck your cunt. You better make this good or I won’t pay you shit! I want to see you cum NOW!" He stood up and indicated that I should follow.


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Posted by My name @ 29-03-2010 20:32:00

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