As I promised two days ago on the Twitter machine, I had a little something special whipped up for you on this Thanksgiving Day, 2020. 2020 has been a fucker, and we certainly deserve a lot better than what we got this year.
Looking back, one of the main reasons 2019 was so terrific, it was the year we all met and got to know intimately the amazing Pennycumslut! In this HOT holiday report, the lovely Pennycumslut makes her trip to Hollywood Erotic Boutique in Seattle, WA, and it's mysterious "murder basement".
Take it away, Pennycumslut!
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Hollywood Erotic Boutique - December 201812706 Lake City Way NE, Seattle, WA
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Hi Doc,
... I don't remember what we were doing before we went to the murder basement. Fucking, probably. Dirty talking our plans. His growls in my ears and my vulnerability.
He told me it was a bit scary. Tried to explain the differences between this theater and the others I had visited, and that we would go - and if it was no good, we would leave.
I trust him.
I'm scared.
In my head on the way there, it's building up inside me. The fear, anxiety... The what - ifs and the potential of disappointing him. The excitement. The wetness between my legs.
I've thought about this. So much, since I was last in Seattle. Which currently feels like a lifetime ago, and what if I can't...
Pennycumslut
He touches my leg, and I'm trembling a bit. He tells me I'll be fine.
We park, and it's cold and dark. I'm wearing his choice in dresses, and nothing underneath. As he takes me by the hand and we walk around to the entrance I feel exposed, already...
Inside, I trail behind him, and our admission is free. The retail desk is immediately inside the door and there are a few sections of videos and toys and lingerie...
He leads me through the store, to the back, and outside... The staircase is external and the chill adds to my trembling as we walk down the stairs.
Through a non descript door with a fence looking into the parking lot. Into the basement. It had it's pet nickname from me in that moment.
He tells me what it will be like inside.. And then we enter.
We look around, my hand firmly in his. HEB is dark and cool. Four rooms with concrete floors and black chairs with metal arms.
HEB's Chairs in the MB
We settle on plastic chairs in an open room in the back, which would become the room we went to on each visit. A few men around...
I want to drop my head to his chest and breathe for a minute, but he doesn't give me that tonight. His words are firm as he tells me to kneel, to suck his dick.
I must hesitate because he repeats himself, and I shift from the seat and glance at the dirty floor...
"all the way down."
And so I'm on my knees, on the cold, stained floor, and he quietly offers that I'm a good girl as I draw his cock into my mouth.
Pennycumslut
As soon as I'm down there, I'm connected to this. I hear voices around us and I'm aware of some movement.
Daddy tells me to lift my dress, and I do. Kneeling with my ass raised and exposed I continue to try to please him, moaning a little as I feel his cock harden in my mouth...
"that must be the little girl". I hear a voice say, a distance behind me. I don't know what, or how, but I wiggle a little bit, showinh off my ass and pussy, now wanting this attention, wanting this...
A moment later and cold hands are on me, and he pulls my mouth off of him, directing me to a stranger's. Other hands are on my skin and I glance at Daddy just once before continuing, wanting...
The first man who fucks me, does it fast. He uses my body like an object and it feels good. I like feeling used and objectified.
The second man who fucks me, talks to Daddy while he does it. Gets permission to cum on my face.
I want this. I suck the dick of a third guy while he slams into me from behind, and when he says turn around I am ready for him, and crouching in front of him as he unloads all over my face. I smile, feeling buzzed from this.
Pennycumslut
Daddy takes pictures. Right there, in that moment, I am proud and whole and filthy. I am his.
The third guy fucks me and I have to fuck him back harder. He is less certain, less sure of this.
When we're done, Daddy wipes my face a little. We stand and he talks to the men who just used me. I am shy and a bit shaky and want him to be so proud that I am his...
He leads me out, the stairs outside blasting my heated skin with cold air. He holds my hand. Leads me to the car. Settles me in.
He tells me I was amazing. Fearless. I think I thank him. I tell him I was scared. It doesn't matter.
We do something else scary on the way home, another first. More filth.
At home, I climb into the shower, alone for a moment... My knees are covered in dirt, grime and dried cum. Later I wish I'd taken a photo of that. In the moment, I'm just fascinated.
He joins me and washes me. His dirty girl. Cum dried in my eyebrows, on my face.
Back in bed, he fucks me like he owns me. Every moment is perfection. I fall apart beneath him over and over. And my love of the theater scene is solidified.
(side note: I affectionately call HEB, "murder basement", due to aesthetics and mood - but it's been an almost overwhelmingly positive place for me to visit, full of really, really hot memories).
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pennycumslut
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Doc here... I'll give everyone a moment to compose themselves. OK? OK. The amazing Pennycumslut is a very bad girl, and I'm sure she'd have it no other way. This introduction to HEB through her eyes is one of the most insightful reports I've had the privilege to publish in quite a long time.
When the dust settles and the world isn't on fire any longer, I look forward to circling back with Pennycumslut in Seattle, and hopefully talking her into another photo shoot for you, the good readers of The Journal.
We are thankful for her!
Thanks,
Doc
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