As most of you all know Niteflirt is moving to a brand new platform and has been down longer than expected. Today I spent most of the day doing 2 months worth of work in one whole solid day. So bitches check out my twitter widget on the rightside bar and follow me or visit my twitter page at SKYLERJORDON some fuck already had the username of SKYLERJORDAN, so I had to use the JORDON. In the mean time since I had nothing better to do tonight other than smoke my bowl and dick around. Look at the hell I am causing. LOL LOL LOL

[21:51] meeboguest67609: HI Are you available. [21:51] SkylerJordan: Hello [21:51] SkylerJordan: How are you? [21:52] meeboguest67609: I doing well Would love to talk with you but niteflirt is down [21:52] SkylerJordan: I know it sucks ass. [21:52] SkylerJordan: Its been down for 24 hours. [21:52] meeboguest67609: Do you have any other choices ? [21:53] SkylerJordan: Yes grab some lotion and start on pulling it [21:53] SkylerJordan: At least that’s Free LOL

Then this trashed loser starts singing’ like a really awful country crooner, “fry my tater testes, Mistress, make ‘em extra crunchy. Dip ‘em in your boyfriend’s creamy white country gravy”. HaHa HaHa I had to tell him fast, “whooooaaa there, bocephus,” turn down the volume on that singing’. I sure as hell don’t wanna hear that shit. Just have another shot and settle down for a minute. Then he starts apologizing and telling Me over and over again how he just wants to prove himself to Me by eating his own scraggly nuts. This motherfucker was serious, but too damn drunk to do anything more than mumble about how much he wanted to eat his own damn balls. LOL!! I said, “Drink one more shot” then I decided it was time to break some new ground with this douche bag. Forced Intoxication I think was just a little to much for this cluster fuck. LOL hahahahaha

All of a sudden, them poor sunday school folk started ambling out onto the sidewalk and this whack job starts jumpin’ up and down, grabbin’ his little dick and screamin’ at his ex-girlfriend, “see what you’re missing, baby? You ain’t gonna find this at the church social next friday night!” I started yellin’ at him to shut the fuck up and listen to Me. I said to him that if he was going to insist upon gettin’ thrown in the town jail, he might as well be honest with the community. Then he starts apologizing to Me and beggin’ Me to tell him what to do and say next. I told him to slap his thighs together, shove that shriveled little pricklet between his legs, and walk bow-legged up to his ex-girlfriend while he literally whistled “Dixie” and pinched his nipples. Haha! Damned if the freakazoid didn’t do just that while he was still on the phone with Me. When he got up to his girlfriend, I told him to say to her, “take a good look, baby, because you will never meet a more fucked-up dumb-ass than me”.

I heard the poor girl gasp and then, apparently, some of the menfolk reached down, grabbed the nutbag by his ankles, turned him upside down, and quickly dragged him off toward a big set of shrubs out back of the church while the crazy man kept screaming, “only naked people get to be angels in heaven!” over and over again. After he got thrown into the shrubs, the police finally showed up and when they asked who he was talking to on the phone, he said, “It’s Saint Peter and he wants Me to show you my cock”. I was laughing so fucking hard and then a policeman got on the phone and asked who I was. I just told him, “you heard the man! Doncha know Saint Peter when you hear Her?!?” and hung up with a giggle. That was definitely the freak of the week!

Other laws I laid down included no touching of his tiny cock without paying Me first, serving no other Mistresses besides Me, and calling Me for at least an hour everyday as well as tributing Me $500.00 each week. The ass munch got so excited that he couldn’t stop saying “thank You, Mistress Skyler” as if those were the only words he knew. I also wanted him to make a different bug sound everytime he called Me as soon as he heard Me answer the phone so that I could laugh My ass off at the super-nerd. Hahaha!!! I do love it when these completely weak little geeks call Me up so that I can squash them under My heel like so many ants marching to their doom. Bitches like bug boy are so easy to turn into little cuckold piggies for My entertainment and, besides, the truth is that, as soon as these losers start serving Me, their lives finally start to have a
purpose, which is to give it ALL to Me, unquestionably. I own all you fucking slave wanna-bes. It only becomes straight-up fucking real when you call Me. Tomorrow I will tell you all about the freak of the motherfucking week. Can’t wait, can ya? LOL!!!

The sissy bitch got so excited and was telling me how he had always wanted to be a female. After an hour or so of shopping online with him on the phone, I had him buying Me and himself a bad-ass wardrobe of lingerie, dresses, blouses, stockings, and heels, and even panties. I look forward to seeing photos of “him” once I get the queer bait all decked out and made up.

The true test for any sissy who says they wanna be a girl, and I mean REALLY go there, is when I make them maintain a body without hair, keep their nails painted, and get them started on electrolysis. Keep that in mind, bitches, you can’t be a girl with fucking razor stubble on your damn face. HA!!! Now, many of My sissies just wanna wear panties and stockings and only act the part. I love them bitches too, but don’t come to Me and insist that you really wanna be turned into a woman without the effort because I will make you My slave-”girl” and turn your ass out if you are not careful. Anyway, I do so enjoy transforming My sissies. My current live-in pansy, sissy boy, is almost done with his electrolysis. I love how much he has
progressed with his makeup, attention to fashion, and overall femininity. That bitch actually gets stares on the street now and I have to hold back the giggles. Okay, I will tell you about My new geek tomorrow. Smell ya later, bitch bois.

Later on, I made chuckie pay Me $500.00 for a six pack of beer I had in My fridge. I wanted to get his ass good and drunk so I could see how stupid he would act. Since chuckie had called Me a total of seven times beggin’ to bring Me over My money, I knew he had at least $7000.00 in that lock box. I started peelin’ them bills off nice and slow while that bitch downed beer after beer and got more and more excited. By the time I was done countin’ I had ten grand to put in My safe. That’s what I like about chuckie. I always know he will bring over much more than he owes Me with the hope that I might tease and torment his cuckold ass and I usually do just that. Lucky for him, that night was gonna be one of those nights. You’re gonna have to wait ’til tomorrow to find out how I used meat for My pleasure to drive My cuckie crazy.

I went on to tell him about how I let meat fuck the shit outta Me with his big thick ten-incher and also about hughy and his nine-inch-long fatty. The bitch started breathin’ so heavy and I watched him move his hands closer and closer, but I eventually told him that he had to keep his hands on his thighs. I could tell that he was dying to touch that tiny little cockling, but I advised him to dig his fingernails into his thighs if he did anything because I wasn’t gonna let him touch it at all. Hell, I just wanted to make sure I could even see it at it’s hardest, just outta morbid curiosity. A bitch like that is good for nothin’ and I had him ready to pay premium fucking dollars to listen in and be ignored the next time I felt like fucking the hell outta meat or hughy. Teased? Of course. Denied? Forever.

I just laughed and punched chuckie in his floppy gut and that made him cough up a little phlegm onto sissy’s cute shoes. I told him he was a bad boy and brought sissy over to slap him barehanded across his face and then squeeze the head of his dicklet and dig in deep with his fingernails while he was at it. Then I yelled down at dirtbag to lick chuckie’s green mucous up off of sissy’s mary janes. I looked down at dirtbag and asked him if he was jealous that chuckie was gettin’ beaten while he watched and he nodded his head meekly. I laughed really loud and evil and told him not to worry because I knew it was his birthday. Then I stepped over so that he could see his blood-rushed beet red face reflecting off the tops of My boots.

Now, sissy had gotten chuckie all strung up by his balls with some twine that was attached to a drain pipe up near the ceiling and it made his little neglige bundle up around the twine. Also, his wrists were bound behind his head and then attached to his ankles with another long strand of twine. Stupid birthday boy, dirtbag was naked and hangin’ upside down by his bound ankles, right beside chuckie, with three white hankies stuffed in his fat mouth and his wrists bound and barely above the floor. I licked My red lips, clapped My hands once and told hughy and meat to start jerkin’ it as I strode up to chuckie with a sexy mean grin on My face.

By the time I finished My meal and had chuckie pay Me a cool $500.00 to eat My leftover steak fat and gristle, I let him lick the plate, made him brush his teeth with some of hughy’s cum and some baking soda, and sent him downstairs to get set up with sissy’s preparations. I slipped outta My hip-hugger jeans and into a black leather party dress and some matching over-the-knee, six-inch high heeled bitch boots. Then I put on some cocksucker red lipstick and freshened up My jet-black mascara and slowly descended the stairs into the dungeon to greet My nervous little slave-boys.