Jul 31
The “Dutchess” of Blogland
From the D to the U, the T-C, the H, the Y, and can no other lady turn the head of a guy. She’s Dutchalicious.But she IS promiscuous. And if you were suspicious, oh that ain’t fictitious….she blows. What? You expected more? No, that’s the end of this Dutchess’s song.
Are you aware of how I first met the Dutchess? (Yes, I’m spelling Duchess wrong on purpose).
We met one hot, steamy night in the Red Light District. You might have seen us in the window. And if you did, you know you couldn’t look away! From the Dutchess at least.
I’ve been stalking her ever since, but I don’t think she minds. I can at least pretend she doesn’t mind since she’s not here to protest.
No, while the Dutchess is gone, I can sit on her throne and play with all of her fun toys. Come too close and I will use this whip! Or the handcuffs. Wow, she has a lot of stuff here! Something is vibrating under me as I speak. I’ll pretend to be annoyed but not turn it off as I continue. Ahem.
I’ve already visited the dungeon (and hey, Dutchess…when you get back, you might want to let the hot guy go…he’s looking a little worn out), the “tower of pleasure,” and all of the other fun rooms in her castle.
Oops. Was I not supposed to tell you that she really lives in a castle? A very “special” sort of castle. Sorry, Dutchess! But it really is unfair to keep such a place to yourself. A proper Dutchess is not selfish, you know!
Yes, I think Marty only kept it secret after his visit because he didn’t want to get locked in the dungeon again. Poor Marty.
Okay, well I’m off to visit the dungeon bathroom now that I’m done sitting on Dutchess’s vibrator throne. If you hear a man yelling, it’s just me playing the television really loud. At least that’s what the Dutchess told me to tell you.
Works every time for her!
Just make sure there aren’t any secret traps that keep you locked up inside…
Ummm….I guess I was supposed to introduce myself in the post. Duh!
You stalk her? You told me you were her apprentice!
I love the thought that Dutch has a castle with a dungeon. Awesome!!!
Froggie, LOL! I steered clear of the shackles in the dungeon…well except for when I went near her victim. *grin*
LOL, Lynda! I stalked her until she agreed to make me her apprentice. :)
Lucy, she wanted to keep it all secret and shit but I figured I’d let the cat (pussy?) out of the bag while she was gone.
Look at me responding to Dutchy’s comments like I own the place now, hehe.
Yeah sure… Pay me back for enduring your stalking by letting the Dungeon cat out of the bag… Now nobody will want to come downstairs to “see my wine cellar”…
Great post, Dawn! Thanks!
LOL!! If the ladies that read here are smart, they’ll be knocking down your door, lol!! Thanks for letting me fill in. Love ‘ya!