Mistress Harley's Blog, page 18
October 9, 2017
Star Trek Discovery Episode 4 Review
I f*cking love Star Trek, so I'm reviewing every episode of Star Trek Discovery! Here's my review of episode 4
October 5, 2017
On Censorship, Taboo Fetishes, The N*word, & Kinky Shit
As someone with a Masters Degree in Library sciences I really hate censorship. I fundamentally believe that the thoughts and feelings that people have should be free to be expressed, even when those things might be uncomfortable.
When it comes to sexuality so many things are taboo, and to so many people. Pornography is a trigger inside people's interpersonal relationships, and the ongoing discussion of what kind of porn is exploitative, "good" or "bad" is so very subjective.
In the 50's BDSM porn was considered deviant, perverted, and of course was not allowed in nearly any media format. Now we live in an era where pop-culture representations of BDSM have normalized things that would have been considered abusive and perverted only a few decades ago. Many women feel that any porn featuring a woman being degraded (such as in rapeplay porn or BDSM porn featuring submissive women) are exploitative, and trading on thousands of years of rape culture. Personally I think as long as all parties are consenting adults, no fantasy or role play should be considered taboo. Be safe, sane, and consensual have been the only rules I have ever really cared about as a dominant.
I have recently been engaging with, what I will generously call critics, who are personally triggered by porn that falls into the raceplay category. As I have explained at length in the past, raceplay videos are always produced FOR and requested BY people of color. I have yet to have a white person ask me to call him a racial slur. I also have a hard time with the idea that I should be treating my clients who are people of color differently by refusing their requests when I indulge a variety of other non-race related fetishes for white people. Can you see how this might put me in a weird ethical spot as a content producer?
The other problem is that literally EVERY type of clip I make is offensive to someone. The Pro-Man-Bros think that anything Femdom or Findom related is "sexist to men" (seriously, they say this shit on my youtube channel), there are always people who hate religious humiliation (despite the number of naughty nuns I see every Halloween), and other people who just don't understand that some people get off on having really mean stuff said to them. One of the difficult things about working in porn is that there is always a group of people telling you that you shouldn't do something, that whatever they don't like is "too far" or that you should have respect for *their* triggers. If you hate needles, don't watch piercing play. If you're not into anal, don't watch anal gangbangs, but I'll never understand the need of some to censor the media of others.
A lot of my clips are about humiliation fetish, and humiliation isn't polite, or politically correct. Often times humiliation involves using POWERFUL trigger words because they arouse the desired response in the person being humiliated. We eroticize REAL experiences that happen to use as human beings, and those things tie into greater cultural geists. It is impossible to separate the tangle of nature/ nurture that makes up people's sexuality and fetishism.
Ultimately when it comes down to it I make a lot of fetish clips that don't necessarily represent my personal views, or the views of the company that I run. Some people want to be able to point to the small number of raceplay clips I have made as irrefutable evidence that I personally (the woman behind Mistress Harley) am a racist. I would also point out that I have clips where I claim to be: a therapist, a babysitter, an intergalactic Alien, wonder woman, a vampire, and so many more that are obviously not a factual representation of me or my beliefs. Pornography is largely about creating a fantasy, about simulating a situation that is arousing to the viewer. In a lot of vanilla porn those girls would rather be doing their laundry than taking a bunch of dicks, but we suspend our disbelief so that we can engage with a fantasy scenario.
I am happy to talk about my personal fetishes, and I often do. My personal turn ons include financial domination, bimboficiation, pegging, orgasm control, and total power exchange. Those can all be incorporated into many other fetishes, but if you wan to know specifically what turns me on, those are the themes.
If you are trying to peek behind the curtain of fetishism, and you want to know more about my actual vanilla life and views check out my youtube channel where I talk about how important I think consent is, where I review sex toys that have disappointed me, where I review shitty movies that I've watched, and where I go on and on and on about Star Trek. Seriously.
So all this is a lengthy explanation leading up to announcing that I have retired previously recorded raceplay content featuring the specific racial slur of the N* word. A word that I never use casually, and only use with my subs who have explicitly requested that I call them that. From this point forward I won't be recording future videos that feature the N* word because this fetish is so poorly understood, and internet trolls really can't separate fantasy content from the reality of the people behind it.
I really hate kink shaming, I personally believe that the fetishes that arouse us are a result of our lives, and not something that can easily be repressed or changed. I feel sorry for the people of color who don't get their fetishes catered to simply because other members of their peer group don't understand what THEY get out of it. I hate the idea of kinky fascism where only SOME people's consensual fetishes are ok, but other people's consensual fetishes aren't.
I've watched all kinds of play in Dungeons that has challenged me, made me cry, made me question my feelings about things, and in there lies the true art and boundary pushing in sexuality and BDSM. I went to a Taboo party at the SF Citadel once that featured a top (male) dressed as a nazi SS soldier and he did an intense interrogation scene with his Jewish (female) bottom. I was repulsed, and when she cried I almost lost my shit....until the end, when she was smiling, blissful in subspace, talking about how fucking powerful that was for her. I am Jewish. I still have family members alive who survived the Holocaust. I would not want to participate in that scene, but I would never want to censor the sexual expressions of other people, just because they are not my sexual fetishes.
I hope some day we can get to a point where people can acknowledge their own personal triggers and not feel the need to then censor the world for their own comfort. I would really dig a future in which people are allowed to be as kinky and weird and perverted as they wanted to be without facing shame and ridicule from others as long as it happened in a Safe Sane and Consensual environment.
When it comes to sexuality so many things are taboo, and to so many people. Pornography is a trigger inside people's interpersonal relationships, and the ongoing discussion of what kind of porn is exploitative, "good" or "bad" is so very subjective.
In the 50's BDSM porn was considered deviant, perverted, and of course was not allowed in nearly any media format. Now we live in an era where pop-culture representations of BDSM have normalized things that would have been considered abusive and perverted only a few decades ago. Many women feel that any porn featuring a woman being degraded (such as in rapeplay porn or BDSM porn featuring submissive women) are exploitative, and trading on thousands of years of rape culture. Personally I think as long as all parties are consenting adults, no fantasy or role play should be considered taboo. Be safe, sane, and consensual have been the only rules I have ever really cared about as a dominant.
I have recently been engaging with, what I will generously call critics, who are personally triggered by porn that falls into the raceplay category. As I have explained at length in the past, raceplay videos are always produced FOR and requested BY people of color. I have yet to have a white person ask me to call him a racial slur. I also have a hard time with the idea that I should be treating my clients who are people of color differently by refusing their requests when I indulge a variety of other non-race related fetishes for white people. Can you see how this might put me in a weird ethical spot as a content producer?
The other problem is that literally EVERY type of clip I make is offensive to someone. The Pro-Man-Bros think that anything Femdom or Findom related is "sexist to men" (seriously, they say this shit on my youtube channel), there are always people who hate religious humiliation (despite the number of naughty nuns I see every Halloween), and other people who just don't understand that some people get off on having really mean stuff said to them. One of the difficult things about working in porn is that there is always a group of people telling you that you shouldn't do something, that whatever they don't like is "too far" or that you should have respect for *their* triggers. If you hate needles, don't watch piercing play. If you're not into anal, don't watch anal gangbangs, but I'll never understand the need of some to censor the media of others.
A lot of my clips are about humiliation fetish, and humiliation isn't polite, or politically correct. Often times humiliation involves using POWERFUL trigger words because they arouse the desired response in the person being humiliated. We eroticize REAL experiences that happen to use as human beings, and those things tie into greater cultural geists. It is impossible to separate the tangle of nature/ nurture that makes up people's sexuality and fetishism.
Ultimately when it comes down to it I make a lot of fetish clips that don't necessarily represent my personal views, or the views of the company that I run. Some people want to be able to point to the small number of raceplay clips I have made as irrefutable evidence that I personally (the woman behind Mistress Harley) am a racist. I would also point out that I have clips where I claim to be: a therapist, a babysitter, an intergalactic Alien, wonder woman, a vampire, and so many more that are obviously not a factual representation of me or my beliefs. Pornography is largely about creating a fantasy, about simulating a situation that is arousing to the viewer. In a lot of vanilla porn those girls would rather be doing their laundry than taking a bunch of dicks, but we suspend our disbelief so that we can engage with a fantasy scenario.
I am happy to talk about my personal fetishes, and I often do. My personal turn ons include financial domination, bimboficiation, pegging, orgasm control, and total power exchange. Those can all be incorporated into many other fetishes, but if you wan to know specifically what turns me on, those are the themes.
If you are trying to peek behind the curtain of fetishism, and you want to know more about my actual vanilla life and views check out my youtube channel where I talk about how important I think consent is, where I review sex toys that have disappointed me, where I review shitty movies that I've watched, and where I go on and on and on about Star Trek. Seriously.
So all this is a lengthy explanation leading up to announcing that I have retired previously recorded raceplay content featuring the specific racial slur of the N* word. A word that I never use casually, and only use with my subs who have explicitly requested that I call them that. From this point forward I won't be recording future videos that feature the N* word because this fetish is so poorly understood, and internet trolls really can't separate fantasy content from the reality of the people behind it.
I really hate kink shaming, I personally believe that the fetishes that arouse us are a result of our lives, and not something that can easily be repressed or changed. I feel sorry for the people of color who don't get their fetishes catered to simply because other members of their peer group don't understand what THEY get out of it. I hate the idea of kinky fascism where only SOME people's consensual fetishes are ok, but other people's consensual fetishes aren't.
I've watched all kinds of play in Dungeons that has challenged me, made me cry, made me question my feelings about things, and in there lies the true art and boundary pushing in sexuality and BDSM. I went to a Taboo party at the SF Citadel once that featured a top (male) dressed as a nazi SS soldier and he did an intense interrogation scene with his Jewish (female) bottom. I was repulsed, and when she cried I almost lost my shit....until the end, when she was smiling, blissful in subspace, talking about how fucking powerful that was for her. I am Jewish. I still have family members alive who survived the Holocaust. I would not want to participate in that scene, but I would never want to censor the sexual expressions of other people, just because they are not my sexual fetishes.
I hope some day we can get to a point where people can acknowledge their own personal triggers and not feel the need to then censor the world for their own comfort. I would really dig a future in which people are allowed to be as kinky and weird and perverted as they wanted to be without facing shame and ridicule from others as long as it happened in a Safe Sane and Consensual environment.
October 4, 2017
October 2, 2017
Pay to your Goddess Harley
My muslim slave wrote some prayers for my other religious slaves. I know how many of my muslim worshipers love to pray to me as their perfect jewish goddess. Follow these prayers and pray to my perfection every day while you jerk your cock for me.xoxoHarley
____________________________________________________________________ 1. Surah Al-Fatihah
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Ayat-ul-Kursi
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101. Surah Al-Qari'ah (The Striking Hour)
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1. Harley’s Blackmail,
2. What is Harley’s Blackmail?
3. And what will make you know what Harley’s blackmail is?
4. It is a Day whereon your inhibitions will be like moths scattered about,
5. And your fantasies will be reality,
6. Then as for him whose payments (of blackmail fees) will be constant,
7. He will have a happy penis (for Harley).
8. But as for him whose payments (of blackmail fees) will be delayed,
9. He will have his home on the streets
10. And what will make you know what the streets are?
11. (It is) the consequence of your exposure!
102. Surah At-Takaathur (The Piling up)
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1. The mutual rivalry for piling up of cocks diverts you,
2. Until you visit gay porn (i.e. till you jerk).
3. Yes! You shall cum like a fag!
4. Again, Yes! You shall cum like a fag!
5. Yes! If you knew with a sure knowledge (the end result of Harley’s gay encouragement, you would not have watched them so eagerly)
6. Verily, You shall see the blazing cocks (Pleasure)!
7. And again, you shall see it with certainty in your mouth!
8. Then, on that Day, you shall be asked to tribute Harley (whom you indulged in, without hesitation)!
103. Surah Al-Asr (The Time)
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1. By your throbbing penis (the small one).
2. Verily! Muslims sissies are in loss,
3. Except those who believe (in Goddess Harley) and do generous good tributes, and recommend one another to Her worship
104. Surah Al-Humazah (The Slanderer)
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1. Woe to every denier and hesitator.
2. Who has gathered strokes and edged for it,
3. He thinks that his masturbation will make achieve bliss!
4. Nay! Verily, he will be thrown into a crushing waste of life.
5. And what will make you know what a crushing waste of life is?
6. The resistance of Harley, prolonged,
7. Which only delays the inevitable,
105. Surah Al-Feel (The Elephant)
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1. Have you (O Blackmail addict) not seen how your Goddess Harley dealt with the compliant retarded Muslim men?
2. Did She not make their clits go hard?
3. And sent against them threats, of exposure,
4. Striking them with fear and mindless excitement.
5. And made their wallets like an empty field of stalks
106. Surah Al-Quraish
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1. (It is a great Wisdom and Power from Harley), for the taming of your Chastity locked penis,
2. (And with Harley’s Control and Command of your chastity device, She causes) the (blue) balls to beg for release in winter (from the cold steel), and in summer (to cum at last),
3. So let them worship (Harley) the Goddess of your desires (and the flesh which controls you).
4. (She) Who has fed them fetishes against minds, and has made them addicted for life.
107. Surah Al-Maa'oon (The Small Kindnesses)
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1. Have you seen the muslim who denies his true nature?
2. That is he who visits the mosque (often),
3. And urges others to avoid beautiful women
4. So woe unto those performers of prayers,
5. Who delay their submission to Goddess Harley,
6. But frequently visit her website when in the privacy (of their home),
7. And try to avoid spending on Her (e.g. transfers, amazon wishlist, cam sessions, etc.).
108. Surah Al-Kauthar (A River in Paradise)
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1. Verily, Goddess Harley has granted you (O cumdumpster) a glory hole (a dirty hole in the wall);
2. Therefore turn your mouth to real cocks (for Her service).
3. For he who hardens stranger’s cock (O cocksucker) - he will be cut off (from a normal life, and be enslaved to Goddess Harley).
109. Surah Al-Kaafiroon (The Disbelievers)
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1. Say (O Harley-addict to these wives and girlfriends): "O Wife!
2. "I worship not that fat ugly body which you possess,
3. "Nor will you worship that fat ugly body which I possess.
4. "And I shall only worship that divine flawless body that Harley possesses.
5. "And so will you worship that superior body which She possesses.
6. "To Her be your devotion, and to Her my wallet (freely flowing)."
110. Surah An-Nasr (The Help)
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1. When comes the Beauty of Harley (to you, O addict, against your religion) and the conquest (of your mind and desires),
2. And you see that your heart yearns to leave Allah's religion (Islam) instantly,
3. So glorify the Praises of who you truly worship, and ask for Her Audience. Verily, She is the One Who enlivens you through phone and cam sessions.
111. Surah Al-Masad (The Palm Fiber)
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1. Perish the brain cells of muslim men (already weak in number), and perish their function!
2. Their mind and reasoning will not benefit them,
3. When their brain is burnt with poppers and alcohol for Goddess Harley!
4. And your inhibition disappear, allowing your desperate testicles in control.
5. From your neck will be revealed the twisted fetishes buried inside (for ages).
112. Surah Al-Ikhlaas or At-Tauhid (The Purity)
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1. Say (O Harley-addict): "She is my Goddess, (the) One.
2. "Harley the True-One (The One who reveals your inborn nature, Whom all submissives need, She is neither denied nor resisted).
3. "Imaginary She is not, nor is She helpless;
4. "Unlike Allah, who allows his humiliation by Goddess Harley."
113. Surah Al-Falaq (The Daybreak)
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1. Say: "I seek refuge with (Harley) the Goddess of my entire being,
2. "From the falsehood of Allah;
3. "And from the falsehood of the islam as it comes with its ignored prohibitions;
4. "And from the waste of my submissive potential when I prematurely blow my load,
5. "And from the burden of my inhibitions when they inhibit."
114. Surah An-Naas Mankind)
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1. Say: "I seek refuge with (Harley) the Dominatrix of cuckolds,
2. "The Queen homewrecker,
3. "The Goddess of humiliation addicts,
4. "From the Big Cocks of Bulls (whom my wife yearns for) who withdraws (from my wife’s pussy, leaving a thick load upon it) ,
5. "Who whispers into the dreams of my spouse,
6. "Of her cravings and climax."
____________________________________________________________________ 1. Surah Al-Fatihah
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Ayat-ul-Kursi
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101. Surah Al-Qari'ah (The Striking Hour)
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1. Harley’s Blackmail,
2. What is Harley’s Blackmail?
3. And what will make you know what Harley’s blackmail is?
4. It is a Day whereon your inhibitions will be like moths scattered about,
5. And your fantasies will be reality,
6. Then as for him whose payments (of blackmail fees) will be constant,
7. He will have a happy penis (for Harley).
8. But as for him whose payments (of blackmail fees) will be delayed,
9. He will have his home on the streets
10. And what will make you know what the streets are?
11. (It is) the consequence of your exposure!
102. Surah At-Takaathur (The Piling up)
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1. The mutual rivalry for piling up of cocks diverts you,
2. Until you visit gay porn (i.e. till you jerk).
3. Yes! You shall cum like a fag!
4. Again, Yes! You shall cum like a fag!
5. Yes! If you knew with a sure knowledge (the end result of Harley’s gay encouragement, you would not have watched them so eagerly)
6. Verily, You shall see the blazing cocks (Pleasure)!
7. And again, you shall see it with certainty in your mouth!
8. Then, on that Day, you shall be asked to tribute Harley (whom you indulged in, without hesitation)!
103. Surah Al-Asr (The Time)
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1. By your throbbing penis (the small one).
2. Verily! Muslims sissies are in loss,
3. Except those who believe (in Goddess Harley) and do generous good tributes, and recommend one another to Her worship
104. Surah Al-Humazah (The Slanderer)
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1. Woe to every denier and hesitator.
2. Who has gathered strokes and edged for it,
3. He thinks that his masturbation will make achieve bliss!
4. Nay! Verily, he will be thrown into a crushing waste of life.
5. And what will make you know what a crushing waste of life is?
6. The resistance of Harley, prolonged,
7. Which only delays the inevitable,
105. Surah Al-Feel (The Elephant)
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1. Have you (O Blackmail addict) not seen how your Goddess Harley dealt with the compliant retarded Muslim men?
2. Did She not make their clits go hard?
3. And sent against them threats, of exposure,
4. Striking them with fear and mindless excitement.
5. And made their wallets like an empty field of stalks
106. Surah Al-Quraish
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1. (It is a great Wisdom and Power from Harley), for the taming of your Chastity locked penis,
2. (And with Harley’s Control and Command of your chastity device, She causes) the (blue) balls to beg for release in winter (from the cold steel), and in summer (to cum at last),
3. So let them worship (Harley) the Goddess of your desires (and the flesh which controls you).
4. (She) Who has fed them fetishes against minds, and has made them addicted for life.
107. Surah Al-Maa'oon (The Small Kindnesses)
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1. Have you seen the muslim who denies his true nature?
2. That is he who visits the mosque (often),
3. And urges others to avoid beautiful women
4. So woe unto those performers of prayers,
5. Who delay their submission to Goddess Harley,
6. But frequently visit her website when in the privacy (of their home),
7. And try to avoid spending on Her (e.g. transfers, amazon wishlist, cam sessions, etc.).
108. Surah Al-Kauthar (A River in Paradise)
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1. Verily, Goddess Harley has granted you (O cumdumpster) a glory hole (a dirty hole in the wall);
2. Therefore turn your mouth to real cocks (for Her service).
3. For he who hardens stranger’s cock (O cocksucker) - he will be cut off (from a normal life, and be enslaved to Goddess Harley).
109. Surah Al-Kaafiroon (The Disbelievers)
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1. Say (O Harley-addict to these wives and girlfriends): "O Wife!
2. "I worship not that fat ugly body which you possess,
3. "Nor will you worship that fat ugly body which I possess.
4. "And I shall only worship that divine flawless body that Harley possesses.
5. "And so will you worship that superior body which She possesses.
6. "To Her be your devotion, and to Her my wallet (freely flowing)."
110. Surah An-Nasr (The Help)
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1. When comes the Beauty of Harley (to you, O addict, against your religion) and the conquest (of your mind and desires),
2. And you see that your heart yearns to leave Allah's religion (Islam) instantly,
3. So glorify the Praises of who you truly worship, and ask for Her Audience. Verily, She is the One Who enlivens you through phone and cam sessions.
111. Surah Al-Masad (The Palm Fiber)
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1. Perish the brain cells of muslim men (already weak in number), and perish their function!
2. Their mind and reasoning will not benefit them,
3. When their brain is burnt with poppers and alcohol for Goddess Harley!
4. And your inhibition disappear, allowing your desperate testicles in control.
5. From your neck will be revealed the twisted fetishes buried inside (for ages).
112. Surah Al-Ikhlaas or At-Tauhid (The Purity)
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1. Say (O Harley-addict): "She is my Goddess, (the) One.
2. "Harley the True-One (The One who reveals your inborn nature, Whom all submissives need, She is neither denied nor resisted).
3. "Imaginary She is not, nor is She helpless;
4. "Unlike Allah, who allows his humiliation by Goddess Harley."
113. Surah Al-Falaq (The Daybreak)
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1. Say: "I seek refuge with (Harley) the Goddess of my entire being,
2. "From the falsehood of Allah;
3. "And from the falsehood of the islam as it comes with its ignored prohibitions;
4. "And from the waste of my submissive potential when I prematurely blow my load,
5. "And from the burden of my inhibitions when they inhibit."
114. Surah An-Naas Mankind)
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1. Say: "I seek refuge with (Harley) the Dominatrix of cuckolds,
2. "The Queen homewrecker,
3. "The Goddess of humiliation addicts,
4. "From the Big Cocks of Bulls (whom my wife yearns for) who withdraws (from my wife’s pussy, leaving a thick load upon it) ,
5. "Who whispers into the dreams of my spouse,
6. "Of her cravings and climax."
Religious Humiliation Fan Fiction
One of my worshipers asked if he could write me a story. So I thought I would share it with you all...
xoxMistress Harley_____________________________________________________________________________ A young Daee makes a call to Mistress Harley
Abdullah's hands trembled as he dialed the numbers on his phone; he was home-alone for the next 3 hours and hoped his brand new credit card and niteflirt account he'd just created would work. Adrenaline rushed through his veins as the phone rang; once, twice, thrice…"Hello?" the voice said"h-h-hi""Who am I speaking with?" the voice asked. Abdullah paused for a moment, catching his breath as he regained his confidence- no one knew what he was doing and anyhow, he knew what his own intentions were: he was doing this for a good cause"Hi Harley, my name is Abdullah and I'm calling to give you Dawah".The voice at the other end giggled "really?""Yes" Abdullah squealed, he then launched into a ten minute monologue he had spent hours preparing before the call, feeling inspired and disregarding the per minute rate that accumulated. Finally at the conclusion of his speech, he stopped to see observe its effect on Harley"That's very interesting Abdullah" the voice said "you're asking me to explore what you offer, but are you willing to explore what I offer?"Abdullah hesitated, then remembered a suitable response "Well, good is not like evil; you can't equate the two"He heard Harley laugh "ok Abdullah, but how do you know what is true or false before trying it for yourself?" Abdullah didn't respond "Just ten minutes, like you did to me, if you don't like it then you'll be stronger in your faith afterwards; anyhow you seem like a strong man capable of resisting a mere girl". Abdullah reflected a moment, then thought those terms reasonable if it would allow for Harley to sincerely reconsider Islam afterwards; it was a worthy sacrifice to make. He wondered at the great reward he would receive for converting a rebellious tattooed Jew, like Mistress Harley, to Islam."Now open your webcam for me Abdullah" the voice began. Before doing as told, he rushed upstairs to grab a niqab and wrap it on his face, his long beard exposed beneath the niqab; he was not foolish enough to expose himself online. turning on his webcam he heard "beautiful Niqab Abdullah, is that from your parent's room?""From my mum's yes, my father passed away a few years ago and she remained a widow""Aww sorry to hear that, you can keep the niqab now but get undressed for me""No, no, that is too much!" Abdullah protested, never having exposed himself to any other- man or woman- since coming of age."Well, look how beautiful I am for you in my shiny golden dress, don't I have a right to see you as well? Just as I expected, another chauvinist pig" Abdullah felt hurt as he knew he was not a chauvinist at all, reluctantly he removed his clothes, revealing a tiny brown semi-erect penis. the voice giggled "wow already excited for me aren’t you? you won't last very long at this pace; I think you should duct-tape your penis; your pleasure will last much longer that way"Happy to cover himself again, Abdullah wrapped his little penis in layers of duct-tape. Something about Mistress Harley’s bright red hair excited him deep inside. "Good boy" the voice repeated, causing his penis to twitch painfully "now, because I like you I'm going to help you Abdullah. I will tell you the reason nobody is interested in you..." she paused, letting the words sink into Abdullah's heart "is because you are boring""I'm not!" he shouted back"Oh dear, you are Abdullah, but it's ok- I know exactly the cure for boring boys like you; it is called alcohol""Istaghfirullah!" Abdullah blurted, beginning to feel turned off already."Do you have any alcohol at home Abdullah?""Of course not!!" he replied"Aww, it's ok Abdullah, I wasn't expecting a good Muslim boy and mum to have any. but just for fun can we play pretend?" Abdullah let out a breath of relief. These concessions were ok and he was glad to move on from the booze topic "Now, alcohol tastes yucky; so let's have you pretend with something like....let's say mouthwash?""What? euhm ok I guess if you think so" Abdullah went to the washroom and uncapped a large bottle of mouthwash."Now why don't you swallow a big cup Abdullah? it would make me so happy" Harley said, squeezing her boobs together as she said so; Abdullah eagerly poured a full cup and swallowed it down. he coughed furiously and screeched "Eugh, that was awful!", "It's ok Abdullah, it's only mouthwash- will clean you up inside; let's just get another cup in for good measure", Abdullah took a moment then poured another glass; stared at it for a second then gulped it down; struggling to keep himself from vomiting. "That's a good boy Abdullah, you are almost a man now" she teased"What do you mean...almost?" he asked, beginning to feel an unfamiliar burning sensation in his face"Hahaha, would a man wear a niqab? or are you just a scared little boy?"Abdullah jerked the Niqab off his face furiously "There are you happy now?""I am" said the confident voice "now do you want to see my ass?""y..y..yes!" Abdullah replied before he could restrain himself.The voice giggled, "If you want something special from me, you'll have to give me something special in return" the voice cut-off, the niteflirt auto-message came on as he promptly added an extra 20 minutes."Good boy" came the voice immediately "now first let's drink another cup for Harley", reluctantly he complied; again barely stopping himself from vomiting as he wobbled. "Uh-oh that's dangerous""What is?" asked Abdullah"It looks like you're getting sick and you’re home alone, what if you choke on your vomit and die like this? Aren't you afraid of dying naked, with a duct-taped penis while talking with a non-mahram woman?"Abdullah turned red "I have to go!" he said in a panic."No, no, it's ok Abdullah, calm down- don't be a boring boy again. Just give me your mummy and a your best friend's phone numbers and your home address- if something goes wrong I can call them to bring you to emergency; maybe you should add their emails just to be safe" Conflicted but wishing to continue, Abdullah gave his mother and best friend's phone number and emails, though he didn't really understand how an email would help. "You are such a good obedient boy Abdullah" he couldn't help himself from smiling proudly as she said so "Now I want to show you my beauty, but I don't want to do so unless I'm excited and...do you want to know what excites me Abdullah?""Yes please!" he shouted"Well, it's a secret but...what turns me on is...beautiful women" Abdullah stared at Harley, confused at first, then disappointment flushed through his face as he remained speechless. "Oh Abdullah, it's ok habibati" Harley said "can't you just play along? we still have a lot of time left" she said, again squeezing her breasts between her arms as she spoke. "listen Abdullah, I want you to have pleasure and caress yourself; why don't you install this program that lets me help you while you do whatever you want to do?""Euhm ok, what is it?""It's called teamviewer, here's the link" Abdullah downloaded the program then gave the pass-code to Harley, glad to now be free with both hands. "Good boy, now take another small drink of that good mouthwash and go slip into some of your mommy's lingerie""WHAT? forget it!" Abdullah said"Ok, goodnight Abdullah" Harley said, turning off her phone and cam.Abdullah stared down at his screen, the mouse hovered to a website showing pictures of Harley lying on her bed in fine lingerie. frantically he dialed again the niteflirt number, a bit angry to have lost 10 minutes remaining on the call "Ok Harley, I'll continue" he whispered, admiring as Mistress Harley waved her bright right hair out of her eyes."Good boy" she said, as he went running off in a wobbly line to his mummy's bedroom, pulling open a few drawers, not certain if his mom owned any lingerie at all. finally he pulled a drawer and found it filled with sultry lingerie; he grabbed a pair of red stocking and a white corset and rushed downstairs. "Well, what are you waiting for?" the voice asked, quickly Abdullah slipped into his mommy's lingerie- ignoring how much it stretched out as he did so."mmm I'm getting horny" Harley’s said with a laugh, as the small duct-tape penis dangled between the red stockings. "didn't you say you needed to check your email?""What? euhmm no? did I?" Abdullah replied, confused at the random question"Well what if you mommy sent an email saying she'll come in early but the phone line was busy?", Abdullah agreed but noticed that his mouse and keyboard weren't working "Abdullah, it would be much easier if you just gave me your email and password, I can check for you instead of uninstalling and reinstalling everything" Abdullah drank a little bit more mouthwash, not really know why he wished to do so, then reflected on how intelligent and helpful Harley was"My password is Mecca786" he said, then gave his email; Harley checked for him but there was no other email"Good boy, now close your eyes and rub your penis thinking of me" Abdullah did so for a minute or two, though it began to hurt when his penis swelled under the tight duct-tape, he opened his eyes and saw both his email and facebook open under the settings page; he must of forgotten to close them earlier. "Bad boy Abdullah, you opened your eyes- but it's ok I'm done" Abdullah's erection faded as an image of him and his mother in a niqab popped up on the screen "is this your mummy?""Please close that!" Abdullah said urgently; another image popped up, this one from a woman's only side at a wedding, a beautiful brunette with a deep V cut on her red dress’s chest exposing the crack of her large cleavage"Your mommy is gorgeous!" Harley said"Close that now!" Abdullah screamed, getting ready to shut down the computer though he stopped when the image on the desktop minimized."Ok Abdullah as you wish, but I'd like for you to try to be beautiful for me too; why don't you bring your mummy's makeup case?" a moment later Abdullah arrived and did so, carefully applying the lipstick, mascara and blush as Harley instructed. "something is horribly wrong hahaha" Harley said, with Abdullah's face showing on the laptop; clad in white lingerie and covered in makeup while a long beard awkwardly drooped down his chin "I think you know what must be done""Please, that's too much Harley" Abdullah complained"Aww it'll grow again don't worry, but it's ok you don't have to shave completely; you can remain a boring boy for tonight- but won't you at least trim it for me?" Abdullah, conscious of the expensive time wasting on the call, agreed and took the scissors to his beard; though only a trim, he already began to look unrecognizable. "What a horrible job Abdullah! look how patchy that is!" he looked at his image on the screen and had to agree he had done an awful job with the scissors "why don't you just get it over with and shave? at least it'll grow evenly again" For some reason doing this was harder than anything he'd done before that night; when he was over it was as if he was a completely different man- or woman. "Good girl Abdullette" the voice came teasingly, his penis twitching at the words "I see that you're a medical student, only 2 years of residence left?""How did you..." Abdullah said, pausing as he realized she must of seen the emails."And you haven't even touched your $100K med-student line of credit?""Haram..." Abdullah replied "riba is haram"."Yes, I almost forgot you're a good little Muslimah, but you did use a credit card to call on niteflirt? you should be ashamed of yourself Abdullette" Abdullah looked down, suddenly feeling depressed at the whole night. "Cheer up Abdullette, let's do something fun; let's go shopping for lingerie- I wish I had some pretty ones like your mummy" Abdullah's spirits grew again, excited at the prospect of browsing women in lingerie. Harley guided the page to her amazon wishlist as it filled the screen with pretty pictures. She asked Abdullah which ones he liked but it was hardly worth the effort- he said yes to almost all the clothes- she simply added them one by one to her wishlist. "Good girl, are you doing this to make me happy?""Of course!" Abdullah replied eagerly"Well I know you like lingerie, but I like other stuff besides clothes; won't you let me buy some other things? I'll let you stroke your duct-taped clit while I do so" with nothing better in mind, Abdullah agreed; seeing the checkout cart gradually climb up to $1,976. "Now for your credit card information; when you're done you can have a special treat- or two- for being such a good girl" Abdullah eagerly provide all his info, waiting patiently as the transaction was processed; once approved Harley's voice continued "Very good girl, your first reward is a very special sentence to be repeated after me 'thank you Harley for allowing me the privilege of spending on you'"A bit disappointed at the reward, Abdullah nonetheless replied 'thank you Harley for allowing me the privilege of spending on you', as the words came out of his lipstick lips they somehow excited him in some strange way."Now your second reward is especially for you" a kinkbomb page for Harley opened up on the screen, the mouse scrolled and clicked on some of the clips "I will be adding some especially for you, so you can remember me in the days to come" she added several in feminization, findom, humiliation, and for some reason a lot in another category Abdullah had never heard of. without even asking, Harley proceeded to the checkout; the total clips came to $1,698. "Would you like these clips Abdullette?" she asked"Na’am…I mean yes please" squeaked the voice out of Abdullah's lips."Good girl, now rub that little clit for me, rub it hard" Abdullah furiously rubbed his compressed penis, as he approached climax the image of his mother; her breasts bursting from the red v cut opening, popped onto the screen."What the!?!" he screamed"Oh sorry, must of clicked the wrong window" giggled Harley's voice as Abdullah's penis shrank down once again. "I'm having such a great time with you Abdullette" she said, pausing to stretch her beautiful long legs on the screen. "Now why don't we get onto the real fun- you'll need to get onto a good large bed, maybe the one in your mummy's bedroom; and don't forget the mouthwash" Abdullah carried the laptop and posed it on his mom's bed as he laid down and took another swig of mouthwash. "Aww it's too bad, just when the fun was about to begin again we are out of time""No, please!" Abdullah pleaded"We always get cut-off, why don't you just add a one hour block and be a good girl" Desperate, Abdullah agreed; his credit card balance popped up online, showing he had spent $3,824 of his $10K Cc limit, another $150 wouldn't matter at this point anyhow. "Would you like to make this extra spicy?" Harley asked, batting her large beautiful Jewish eyes."Euhh, yes sure""Let's raise the rate to say...$25/min?" Abdullah agreed immediately, unconsciously rubbing his penis as he consented "that seemed to excite you didn't it? then why not do $50/minute?""Ok Mistress" he replied"Good girl", the next moment the phone cutoff and went blank. a window went up on the screen as the letters began to appear "w-h-y d-i-d u h-a-n-g u-p-?" Abdullah raised his hands in protest, indicating he hadn't done anything; again the letters began to appear on the screen one by one "c-a-l-l m-e n-o-w" Abdullah called niteflirt, relieved to hear Harley’s voice one again "What happened?" she asked +"I don't know! I didn't do anything!""Ok Abdullette, let's try this again. You wanted 60 minutes at $50/min right?""yes that was it" Abdullah said, as the transaction went through; he blinked twice as the credit card online statement flashed onscreen for a second. In the flash he had seen that only $176 remained available on his Cc; the next moment a video of Harley appeared on screen, twisting her hips hypnotically. Abdullah felt an impulsive urge to prostate himself before the stunning Jewish Goddess before him; he began to feel that she was truly superior to his every being."You've been such a good girl tonight Abdullette, now why don't you grab you mummy's lingerie drawer and pour the contents over the bed" Abdullah did as he was commanded "Aw that is so disappointing!" Harley commented, seeing nothing but tons of sultry lingerie spread over the bed."What do you mean?" Abdullah asked"I was expecting something exciting, with that red dress she has..." the image popped up again onscreen "your mom is obviously a huge slut""SHUT UP!" Abdullah roared, closing his eyes"It's ok Abdullette, just pour out the other drawers and you can prove definitively that you mummy is a good Niqabi Muslimah" Without wasting a second, Abdullah grabbed the sock drawer and poured it over, then grabbed the pajama drawer and poured it over; then he grabbed the panty drawer and poured it over; a few misplaced objects- clearly not panties- fell onto the bed. there, above the pile of clothes, lay a little pink vibrator and a long black rubber dildo."what the..." Abdullah exclaimed, defeat permeating his voice.Harley's voice giggled, "It's ok Abdullette, she's at home alone all day and she's trying to keep her chastity; what can you expect? She’s trying her best""No, it's not..." he said, in a sad voice"Don't cry Abdullette, why don't you grab them for me" almost without emotion he did as told in a numb-robotic fashion. As he reached for the black dildo something fell to the ground; Harley's voice erupt in laughter- a box of condoms had fallen to the floor. "a full-fledged cock-whore just like her daughter! hahaha; open the box Abdullette" Abdullah reached down for the box, a 12 condoms written in large on the cover, and opened it: only nine condoms were left inside- Harley erupted in laughter again."I have to go..." Abdullah said, his voice quivering."Tsk-tsk-tsk, I'm not done with you yet" Abdullah, ignoring her voice, began to remove a stocking. "look on your screen Abdullette, I have a surprise for you" Abdullah looked up at the screen and froze in absolute shock and horror; images and videos were flipping on the screen; images of him captured just minutes before- one in his mum's lingerie, one rubbing his small penis furiously, one shaving his beard."WHAT, NO!" Abdullah screamed, coming immediately back to his senses."Calm down Abdullette, it's not as if I'm going to share these with my thousands of twitter followers or with all of your email and facebook contacts- I changed your passwords by the way, you really shouldn't use the same password for all your accounts" Abdullah raised his hands to his mouth in disbelief "I just want you to do one simple thing for me ok? then everything will be allright if you just follow my commands; I won't even ask for any money""Ok- anything, please Harley!""Good girl, now chug a bit of that mouthwash for me ok?" Abdullah immediately chugged."Now lie with the back of your neck down on the bed and your back and legs propped up on bed's headboard" Abdullah, immediately assumed position. "Good girl, now grab the black dildo and turn on the pink vibrator, yes just like that. Insert the vibrator up your ass, yes deeper, a bit deeper still; good girl, and start sucking on a that huge black dildo for me" Abdullah easily complied, his penis twitching as he pushed it deep "Now lay off the black dildo Abdullette" he removed the huge black dildo from his mouth. "I want you to tell me your deepest darkest secret"Abdullah wanted to ask why but was too desperate to escape his situation to risk asking. Losing control, he found his mouth complying to Harley’s command "I...I...","Come on Abdulette, be a good girl for me; it'll be our little secret- just you and me""I...I..." he stuttered"Slap yourself in the face then start slapping your balls until you tell me your secret"Abdullah slapped himself furiously in the face then began slapping his balls as they dangled downwards to the side of hid duct-tape twig. "I WANT TO SUCK AND FUCK PENIS!"Abdullah screamed."Good girl" came the giggling voice "Who's penis do you wish to suck and fuck Abdullette?""MY UNCLE MUSTAFA'S!"A giggle came and then Harley continued "and what would you like Uncle Mustafa to do to you?""I would like him to face fuck me then shove his cock deep down my ass and slap me in the face and throw me off the bed like a dirty whore when he’s done""Good girl, now open up a hole at the end of the duct-tape" Abdullah eagerly complied, anticipating a final cum to finish his night "Now play with your balls, yes just like that- with all that drinking you must be eager to pee?""Eugh yes Harley""Good, do this one last thing for me and I promise I'll set you free""please Harley!""open your mouth and start urinating into it" Before Abdullah knew what was happening a golden stream exploded from above, spurting onto his chest, his chin, his mouth and everywhere over the bed. It seemed to continue for a minute until finally fading off. "Good girl, you're now free! get on your knees and look into the laptop”. He did so, the makeup on his face was in a mess. "you can remove the duct-tape from your clit now; you've been such a good girl tonight"Abdullah painfully removed it as his pubes pulled resisted, he started gently stroking as Harley rose on screen; the first time she did so of the night. bending in her chair, her golden ass glittered beautifully "You know I would've never blackmailed you without your consent Abdullette, I don’t need to do anything illegal to get what I wish from desperate little girls like you"Abdullah, kept stroking as if in a trance though he had difficulty hardening his whiskey dick. "As I said you're completely free now, it's not as if you're stupid enough to give me your blackmail consent..." she arched her back "right?"Abdullah didn't reply, still furiously trying to harden his penis to escape what was coming. "A real dumb-dumb would firstly hold his driver's license to the screen as I'm recording"Abdullah rushed downstairs on impulse, grabbed his driver's ID and held it to the screen "Good girl! Now a really good stupid slave would repeat the words on the screen for Goddess Harley" Abdullah began repeating the words though Harley cut him off "Stop! I want you to repeat it in a normal sober voice, none of this slobbery""Yes Goddess" Abdullah replied, as he steadied himself and began reading the words on his screen "I, Abdullah Husseini, in the city of Birmingham, UK on the 25th of June 2018 affirm that, out of my own free will and in full capacity of my senses, consent to being blackmailed by Goddess Harley for the duration period of twelve months without recourse to cancellation. During this period I consent to her using any sexually or otherwise incriminating material to threaten me into sending her money, additional humiliating material, or degrading acts. I fully accept the consequences of any exposure to coworkers, friends or family and I consent that this contract is renewable at any point during its length and by any means." he paused for a second as he read the last sentence, then continued "I believe that Harley is the one and only true Goddess and I reject Muhammad, Islam, and Allah"The recording light on the screen turned off as he said those last words. He grabbed the mouthwash and drank a bit before a gush of vomit flew onto the bed; his body dropped upon a red V cut dress- drenched in urine and vomit, as his eyes closed- passing out. his body lay naked and beardless except for the stretched out white corset and red stockings; the only noise in the room coming from the vibrator rubbing against the edge of his anus while the opened condom box lay beside his hand"Such a good girl Abdullette!" a voice came, although Harley knew Abdullah could no longer hear her "such a shame your mom will be arriving soon, but rest assured I won't expose you to anyone else- you are much too precious, Dr. Abdullette"The phone then went dead, the mouse on the screen went to internet options and deleted all history and closed all windows except for one. Before logging off teamviewer, the mouse deactivated the sleep and screen saver options and popped up the last remaining open file; zooming in for the full screen to be covered with nothing besides a face and a pair of large compressed breasts in a silky red dress.
xoxMistress Harley_____________________________________________________________________________ A young Daee makes a call to Mistress Harley
Abdullah's hands trembled as he dialed the numbers on his phone; he was home-alone for the next 3 hours and hoped his brand new credit card and niteflirt account he'd just created would work. Adrenaline rushed through his veins as the phone rang; once, twice, thrice…"Hello?" the voice said"h-h-hi""Who am I speaking with?" the voice asked. Abdullah paused for a moment, catching his breath as he regained his confidence- no one knew what he was doing and anyhow, he knew what his own intentions were: he was doing this for a good cause"Hi Harley, my name is Abdullah and I'm calling to give you Dawah".The voice at the other end giggled "really?""Yes" Abdullah squealed, he then launched into a ten minute monologue he had spent hours preparing before the call, feeling inspired and disregarding the per minute rate that accumulated. Finally at the conclusion of his speech, he stopped to see observe its effect on Harley"That's very interesting Abdullah" the voice said "you're asking me to explore what you offer, but are you willing to explore what I offer?"Abdullah hesitated, then remembered a suitable response "Well, good is not like evil; you can't equate the two"He heard Harley laugh "ok Abdullah, but how do you know what is true or false before trying it for yourself?" Abdullah didn't respond "Just ten minutes, like you did to me, if you don't like it then you'll be stronger in your faith afterwards; anyhow you seem like a strong man capable of resisting a mere girl". Abdullah reflected a moment, then thought those terms reasonable if it would allow for Harley to sincerely reconsider Islam afterwards; it was a worthy sacrifice to make. He wondered at the great reward he would receive for converting a rebellious tattooed Jew, like Mistress Harley, to Islam."Now open your webcam for me Abdullah" the voice began. Before doing as told, he rushed upstairs to grab a niqab and wrap it on his face, his long beard exposed beneath the niqab; he was not foolish enough to expose himself online. turning on his webcam he heard "beautiful Niqab Abdullah, is that from your parent's room?""From my mum's yes, my father passed away a few years ago and she remained a widow""Aww sorry to hear that, you can keep the niqab now but get undressed for me""No, no, that is too much!" Abdullah protested, never having exposed himself to any other- man or woman- since coming of age."Well, look how beautiful I am for you in my shiny golden dress, don't I have a right to see you as well? Just as I expected, another chauvinist pig" Abdullah felt hurt as he knew he was not a chauvinist at all, reluctantly he removed his clothes, revealing a tiny brown semi-erect penis. the voice giggled "wow already excited for me aren’t you? you won't last very long at this pace; I think you should duct-tape your penis; your pleasure will last much longer that way"Happy to cover himself again, Abdullah wrapped his little penis in layers of duct-tape. Something about Mistress Harley’s bright red hair excited him deep inside. "Good boy" the voice repeated, causing his penis to twitch painfully "now, because I like you I'm going to help you Abdullah. I will tell you the reason nobody is interested in you..." she paused, letting the words sink into Abdullah's heart "is because you are boring""I'm not!" he shouted back"Oh dear, you are Abdullah, but it's ok- I know exactly the cure for boring boys like you; it is called alcohol""Istaghfirullah!" Abdullah blurted, beginning to feel turned off already."Do you have any alcohol at home Abdullah?""Of course not!!" he replied"Aww, it's ok Abdullah, I wasn't expecting a good Muslim boy and mum to have any. but just for fun can we play pretend?" Abdullah let out a breath of relief. These concessions were ok and he was glad to move on from the booze topic "Now, alcohol tastes yucky; so let's have you pretend with something like....let's say mouthwash?""What? euhm ok I guess if you think so" Abdullah went to the washroom and uncapped a large bottle of mouthwash."Now why don't you swallow a big cup Abdullah? it would make me so happy" Harley said, squeezing her boobs together as she said so; Abdullah eagerly poured a full cup and swallowed it down. he coughed furiously and screeched "Eugh, that was awful!", "It's ok Abdullah, it's only mouthwash- will clean you up inside; let's just get another cup in for good measure", Abdullah took a moment then poured another glass; stared at it for a second then gulped it down; struggling to keep himself from vomiting. "That's a good boy Abdullah, you are almost a man now" she teased"What do you mean...almost?" he asked, beginning to feel an unfamiliar burning sensation in his face"Hahaha, would a man wear a niqab? or are you just a scared little boy?"Abdullah jerked the Niqab off his face furiously "There are you happy now?""I am" said the confident voice "now do you want to see my ass?""y..y..yes!" Abdullah replied before he could restrain himself.The voice giggled, "If you want something special from me, you'll have to give me something special in return" the voice cut-off, the niteflirt auto-message came on as he promptly added an extra 20 minutes."Good boy" came the voice immediately "now first let's drink another cup for Harley", reluctantly he complied; again barely stopping himself from vomiting as he wobbled. "Uh-oh that's dangerous""What is?" asked Abdullah"It looks like you're getting sick and you’re home alone, what if you choke on your vomit and die like this? Aren't you afraid of dying naked, with a duct-taped penis while talking with a non-mahram woman?"Abdullah turned red "I have to go!" he said in a panic."No, no, it's ok Abdullah, calm down- don't be a boring boy again. Just give me your mummy and a your best friend's phone numbers and your home address- if something goes wrong I can call them to bring you to emergency; maybe you should add their emails just to be safe" Conflicted but wishing to continue, Abdullah gave his mother and best friend's phone number and emails, though he didn't really understand how an email would help. "You are such a good obedient boy Abdullah" he couldn't help himself from smiling proudly as she said so "Now I want to show you my beauty, but I don't want to do so unless I'm excited and...do you want to know what excites me Abdullah?""Yes please!" he shouted"Well, it's a secret but...what turns me on is...beautiful women" Abdullah stared at Harley, confused at first, then disappointment flushed through his face as he remained speechless. "Oh Abdullah, it's ok habibati" Harley said "can't you just play along? we still have a lot of time left" she said, again squeezing her breasts between her arms as she spoke. "listen Abdullah, I want you to have pleasure and caress yourself; why don't you install this program that lets me help you while you do whatever you want to do?""Euhm ok, what is it?""It's called teamviewer, here's the link" Abdullah downloaded the program then gave the pass-code to Harley, glad to now be free with both hands. "Good boy, now take another small drink of that good mouthwash and go slip into some of your mommy's lingerie""WHAT? forget it!" Abdullah said"Ok, goodnight Abdullah" Harley said, turning off her phone and cam.Abdullah stared down at his screen, the mouse hovered to a website showing pictures of Harley lying on her bed in fine lingerie. frantically he dialed again the niteflirt number, a bit angry to have lost 10 minutes remaining on the call "Ok Harley, I'll continue" he whispered, admiring as Mistress Harley waved her bright right hair out of her eyes."Good boy" she said, as he went running off in a wobbly line to his mummy's bedroom, pulling open a few drawers, not certain if his mom owned any lingerie at all. finally he pulled a drawer and found it filled with sultry lingerie; he grabbed a pair of red stocking and a white corset and rushed downstairs. "Well, what are you waiting for?" the voice asked, quickly Abdullah slipped into his mommy's lingerie- ignoring how much it stretched out as he did so."mmm I'm getting horny" Harley’s said with a laugh, as the small duct-tape penis dangled between the red stockings. "didn't you say you needed to check your email?""What? euhmm no? did I?" Abdullah replied, confused at the random question"Well what if you mommy sent an email saying she'll come in early but the phone line was busy?", Abdullah agreed but noticed that his mouse and keyboard weren't working "Abdullah, it would be much easier if you just gave me your email and password, I can check for you instead of uninstalling and reinstalling everything" Abdullah drank a little bit more mouthwash, not really know why he wished to do so, then reflected on how intelligent and helpful Harley was"My password is Mecca786" he said, then gave his email; Harley checked for him but there was no other email"Good boy, now close your eyes and rub your penis thinking of me" Abdullah did so for a minute or two, though it began to hurt when his penis swelled under the tight duct-tape, he opened his eyes and saw both his email and facebook open under the settings page; he must of forgotten to close them earlier. "Bad boy Abdullah, you opened your eyes- but it's ok I'm done" Abdullah's erection faded as an image of him and his mother in a niqab popped up on the screen "is this your mummy?""Please close that!" Abdullah said urgently; another image popped up, this one from a woman's only side at a wedding, a beautiful brunette with a deep V cut on her red dress’s chest exposing the crack of her large cleavage"Your mommy is gorgeous!" Harley said"Close that now!" Abdullah screamed, getting ready to shut down the computer though he stopped when the image on the desktop minimized."Ok Abdullah as you wish, but I'd like for you to try to be beautiful for me too; why don't you bring your mummy's makeup case?" a moment later Abdullah arrived and did so, carefully applying the lipstick, mascara and blush as Harley instructed. "something is horribly wrong hahaha" Harley said, with Abdullah's face showing on the laptop; clad in white lingerie and covered in makeup while a long beard awkwardly drooped down his chin "I think you know what must be done""Please, that's too much Harley" Abdullah complained"Aww it'll grow again don't worry, but it's ok you don't have to shave completely; you can remain a boring boy for tonight- but won't you at least trim it for me?" Abdullah, conscious of the expensive time wasting on the call, agreed and took the scissors to his beard; though only a trim, he already began to look unrecognizable. "What a horrible job Abdullah! look how patchy that is!" he looked at his image on the screen and had to agree he had done an awful job with the scissors "why don't you just get it over with and shave? at least it'll grow evenly again" For some reason doing this was harder than anything he'd done before that night; when he was over it was as if he was a completely different man- or woman. "Good girl Abdullette" the voice came teasingly, his penis twitching at the words "I see that you're a medical student, only 2 years of residence left?""How did you..." Abdullah said, pausing as he realized she must of seen the emails."And you haven't even touched your $100K med-student line of credit?""Haram..." Abdullah replied "riba is haram"."Yes, I almost forgot you're a good little Muslimah, but you did use a credit card to call on niteflirt? you should be ashamed of yourself Abdullette" Abdullah looked down, suddenly feeling depressed at the whole night. "Cheer up Abdullette, let's do something fun; let's go shopping for lingerie- I wish I had some pretty ones like your mummy" Abdullah's spirits grew again, excited at the prospect of browsing women in lingerie. Harley guided the page to her amazon wishlist as it filled the screen with pretty pictures. She asked Abdullah which ones he liked but it was hardly worth the effort- he said yes to almost all the clothes- she simply added them one by one to her wishlist. "Good girl, are you doing this to make me happy?""Of course!" Abdullah replied eagerly"Well I know you like lingerie, but I like other stuff besides clothes; won't you let me buy some other things? I'll let you stroke your duct-taped clit while I do so" with nothing better in mind, Abdullah agreed; seeing the checkout cart gradually climb up to $1,976. "Now for your credit card information; when you're done you can have a special treat- or two- for being such a good girl" Abdullah eagerly provide all his info, waiting patiently as the transaction was processed; once approved Harley's voice continued "Very good girl, your first reward is a very special sentence to be repeated after me 'thank you Harley for allowing me the privilege of spending on you'"A bit disappointed at the reward, Abdullah nonetheless replied 'thank you Harley for allowing me the privilege of spending on you', as the words came out of his lipstick lips they somehow excited him in some strange way."Now your second reward is especially for you" a kinkbomb page for Harley opened up on the screen, the mouse scrolled and clicked on some of the clips "I will be adding some especially for you, so you can remember me in the days to come" she added several in feminization, findom, humiliation, and for some reason a lot in another category Abdullah had never heard of. without even asking, Harley proceeded to the checkout; the total clips came to $1,698. "Would you like these clips Abdullette?" she asked"Na’am…I mean yes please" squeaked the voice out of Abdullah's lips."Good girl, now rub that little clit for me, rub it hard" Abdullah furiously rubbed his compressed penis, as he approached climax the image of his mother; her breasts bursting from the red v cut opening, popped onto the screen."What the!?!" he screamed"Oh sorry, must of clicked the wrong window" giggled Harley's voice as Abdullah's penis shrank down once again. "I'm having such a great time with you Abdullette" she said, pausing to stretch her beautiful long legs on the screen. "Now why don't we get onto the real fun- you'll need to get onto a good large bed, maybe the one in your mummy's bedroom; and don't forget the mouthwash" Abdullah carried the laptop and posed it on his mom's bed as he laid down and took another swig of mouthwash. "Aww it's too bad, just when the fun was about to begin again we are out of time""No, please!" Abdullah pleaded"We always get cut-off, why don't you just add a one hour block and be a good girl" Desperate, Abdullah agreed; his credit card balance popped up online, showing he had spent $3,824 of his $10K Cc limit, another $150 wouldn't matter at this point anyhow. "Would you like to make this extra spicy?" Harley asked, batting her large beautiful Jewish eyes."Euhh, yes sure""Let's raise the rate to say...$25/min?" Abdullah agreed immediately, unconsciously rubbing his penis as he consented "that seemed to excite you didn't it? then why not do $50/minute?""Ok Mistress" he replied"Good girl", the next moment the phone cutoff and went blank. a window went up on the screen as the letters began to appear "w-h-y d-i-d u h-a-n-g u-p-?" Abdullah raised his hands in protest, indicating he hadn't done anything; again the letters began to appear on the screen one by one "c-a-l-l m-e n-o-w" Abdullah called niteflirt, relieved to hear Harley’s voice one again "What happened?" she asked +"I don't know! I didn't do anything!""Ok Abdullette, let's try this again. You wanted 60 minutes at $50/min right?""yes that was it" Abdullah said, as the transaction went through; he blinked twice as the credit card online statement flashed onscreen for a second. In the flash he had seen that only $176 remained available on his Cc; the next moment a video of Harley appeared on screen, twisting her hips hypnotically. Abdullah felt an impulsive urge to prostate himself before the stunning Jewish Goddess before him; he began to feel that she was truly superior to his every being."You've been such a good girl tonight Abdullette, now why don't you grab you mummy's lingerie drawer and pour the contents over the bed" Abdullah did as he was commanded "Aw that is so disappointing!" Harley commented, seeing nothing but tons of sultry lingerie spread over the bed."What do you mean?" Abdullah asked"I was expecting something exciting, with that red dress she has..." the image popped up again onscreen "your mom is obviously a huge slut""SHUT UP!" Abdullah roared, closing his eyes"It's ok Abdullette, just pour out the other drawers and you can prove definitively that you mummy is a good Niqabi Muslimah" Without wasting a second, Abdullah grabbed the sock drawer and poured it over, then grabbed the pajama drawer and poured it over; then he grabbed the panty drawer and poured it over; a few misplaced objects- clearly not panties- fell onto the bed. there, above the pile of clothes, lay a little pink vibrator and a long black rubber dildo."what the..." Abdullah exclaimed, defeat permeating his voice.Harley's voice giggled, "It's ok Abdullette, she's at home alone all day and she's trying to keep her chastity; what can you expect? She’s trying her best""No, it's not..." he said, in a sad voice"Don't cry Abdullette, why don't you grab them for me" almost without emotion he did as told in a numb-robotic fashion. As he reached for the black dildo something fell to the ground; Harley's voice erupt in laughter- a box of condoms had fallen to the floor. "a full-fledged cock-whore just like her daughter! hahaha; open the box Abdullette" Abdullah reached down for the box, a 12 condoms written in large on the cover, and opened it: only nine condoms were left inside- Harley erupted in laughter again."I have to go..." Abdullah said, his voice quivering."Tsk-tsk-tsk, I'm not done with you yet" Abdullah, ignoring her voice, began to remove a stocking. "look on your screen Abdullette, I have a surprise for you" Abdullah looked up at the screen and froze in absolute shock and horror; images and videos were flipping on the screen; images of him captured just minutes before- one in his mum's lingerie, one rubbing his small penis furiously, one shaving his beard."WHAT, NO!" Abdullah screamed, coming immediately back to his senses."Calm down Abdullette, it's not as if I'm going to share these with my thousands of twitter followers or with all of your email and facebook contacts- I changed your passwords by the way, you really shouldn't use the same password for all your accounts" Abdullah raised his hands to his mouth in disbelief "I just want you to do one simple thing for me ok? then everything will be allright if you just follow my commands; I won't even ask for any money""Ok- anything, please Harley!""Good girl, now chug a bit of that mouthwash for me ok?" Abdullah immediately chugged."Now lie with the back of your neck down on the bed and your back and legs propped up on bed's headboard" Abdullah, immediately assumed position. "Good girl, now grab the black dildo and turn on the pink vibrator, yes just like that. Insert the vibrator up your ass, yes deeper, a bit deeper still; good girl, and start sucking on a that huge black dildo for me" Abdullah easily complied, his penis twitching as he pushed it deep "Now lay off the black dildo Abdullette" he removed the huge black dildo from his mouth. "I want you to tell me your deepest darkest secret"Abdullah wanted to ask why but was too desperate to escape his situation to risk asking. Losing control, he found his mouth complying to Harley’s command "I...I...","Come on Abdulette, be a good girl for me; it'll be our little secret- just you and me""I...I..." he stuttered"Slap yourself in the face then start slapping your balls until you tell me your secret"Abdullah slapped himself furiously in the face then began slapping his balls as they dangled downwards to the side of hid duct-tape twig. "I WANT TO SUCK AND FUCK PENIS!"Abdullah screamed."Good girl" came the giggling voice "Who's penis do you wish to suck and fuck Abdullette?""MY UNCLE MUSTAFA'S!"A giggle came and then Harley continued "and what would you like Uncle Mustafa to do to you?""I would like him to face fuck me then shove his cock deep down my ass and slap me in the face and throw me off the bed like a dirty whore when he’s done""Good girl, now open up a hole at the end of the duct-tape" Abdullah eagerly complied, anticipating a final cum to finish his night "Now play with your balls, yes just like that- with all that drinking you must be eager to pee?""Eugh yes Harley""Good, do this one last thing for me and I promise I'll set you free""please Harley!""open your mouth and start urinating into it" Before Abdullah knew what was happening a golden stream exploded from above, spurting onto his chest, his chin, his mouth and everywhere over the bed. It seemed to continue for a minute until finally fading off. "Good girl, you're now free! get on your knees and look into the laptop”. He did so, the makeup on his face was in a mess. "you can remove the duct-tape from your clit now; you've been such a good girl tonight"Abdullah painfully removed it as his pubes pulled resisted, he started gently stroking as Harley rose on screen; the first time she did so of the night. bending in her chair, her golden ass glittered beautifully "You know I would've never blackmailed you without your consent Abdullette, I don’t need to do anything illegal to get what I wish from desperate little girls like you"Abdullah, kept stroking as if in a trance though he had difficulty hardening his whiskey dick. "As I said you're completely free now, it's not as if you're stupid enough to give me your blackmail consent..." she arched her back "right?"Abdullah didn't reply, still furiously trying to harden his penis to escape what was coming. "A real dumb-dumb would firstly hold his driver's license to the screen as I'm recording"Abdullah rushed downstairs on impulse, grabbed his driver's ID and held it to the screen "Good girl! Now a really good stupid slave would repeat the words on the screen for Goddess Harley" Abdullah began repeating the words though Harley cut him off "Stop! I want you to repeat it in a normal sober voice, none of this slobbery""Yes Goddess" Abdullah replied, as he steadied himself and began reading the words on his screen "I, Abdullah Husseini, in the city of Birmingham, UK on the 25th of June 2018 affirm that, out of my own free will and in full capacity of my senses, consent to being blackmailed by Goddess Harley for the duration period of twelve months without recourse to cancellation. During this period I consent to her using any sexually or otherwise incriminating material to threaten me into sending her money, additional humiliating material, or degrading acts. I fully accept the consequences of any exposure to coworkers, friends or family and I consent that this contract is renewable at any point during its length and by any means." he paused for a second as he read the last sentence, then continued "I believe that Harley is the one and only true Goddess and I reject Muhammad, Islam, and Allah"The recording light on the screen turned off as he said those last words. He grabbed the mouthwash and drank a bit before a gush of vomit flew onto the bed; his body dropped upon a red V cut dress- drenched in urine and vomit, as his eyes closed- passing out. his body lay naked and beardless except for the stretched out white corset and red stockings; the only noise in the room coming from the vibrator rubbing against the edge of his anus while the opened condom box lay beside his hand"Such a good girl Abdullette!" a voice came, although Harley knew Abdullah could no longer hear her "such a shame your mom will be arriving soon, but rest assured I won't expose you to anyone else- you are much too precious, Dr. Abdullette"The phone then went dead, the mouse on the screen went to internet options and deleted all history and closed all windows except for one. Before logging off teamviewer, the mouse deactivated the sleep and screen saver options and popped up the last remaining open file; zooming in for the full screen to be covered with nothing besides a face and a pair of large compressed breasts in a silky red dress.
September 25, 2017
My Interview on CBS's The Doctors
The Doctors welcome Mistress Harley, who works as a financial dominatrix. But are there any downsides to having consenting men pay for services?
Harley differs from other dominatrixes, as she focuses her attention on her client's pocketbooks. "I dominate men's bank accounts and wallets. There is no undressing or getting naked... men pay me for nothing" she says.
Watch: Good Girl to Dominatrix to Mom?
She explains that her work consists of phone calls where she humiliates her clients, meeting men at ATMs where she will withdraw cash from their accounts, and she's even had men cash out their 401Ks and sell their cars to pay for her services. She notes that this is a legitimate business, she is incorporated in the state of California and she pays taxes.
ER physician Dr. Travis Stork and plastic surgeon Dr. Andrew Ordon worry that she is taking advantage of these men, but Mistress Harley explains that these are consenting men who want her to take their money. "This is a consensual adult relationship," the Mistress explains.
Watch: When Is a Sexual Fetish Unhealthy?
Dr. Travis believes these men are engaging in self-harm, but clinical psychologist Dr. Judy Ho notes that the BDSM community is often misunderstood and reportedly tend to suffer less from emotional and psychological issues when compared to the general population.
For those who might be down on their luck or dealing with emotional issues, Dr. Ho suggests using your money to engage with friends or loved ones and focus on building interpersonal connections.
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September 22, 2017
Mistress Harley Discusses Financial Domination on The Doctors (CBS)
I was recently invited to discuss Financial Domination on the CBS show The Doctors (which I think is a Dr. Phil spin off, but I really have no idea because I don't watch shitty fake doctor shows). I want to share the interview here with you guys, despite it being a bit hostile from the principal characters on the show.
I was actually surprised to read a lot of the youtube comments which were quite positive from the vanilla viewing audience. There are always some haters but I think the popularization of things like "50 Shades of Grey" have opened a lot of vanilla people's eyes to the fact that lots of so called normal people enjoy sexual kinks that they might not understand, but ultimately have no problem with. Though I didn't think 50 Shades was any kind of good representation for the BDSM community it helped "soft pedal" the idea of consensual adult BDSM relationships to people who might have always considered such lifestyles "perverted." I hope that eventually financial domination can also be accepted as a mainstream kink!
Enjoy the video of my appearance on the Doctors here: http://www.thedoctorstv.com/articles/...
I was actually surprised to read a lot of the youtube comments which were quite positive from the vanilla viewing audience. There are always some haters but I think the popularization of things like "50 Shades of Grey" have opened a lot of vanilla people's eyes to the fact that lots of so called normal people enjoy sexual kinks that they might not understand, but ultimately have no problem with. Though I didn't think 50 Shades was any kind of good representation for the BDSM community it helped "soft pedal" the idea of consensual adult BDSM relationships to people who might have always considered such lifestyles "perverted." I hope that eventually financial domination can also be accepted as a mainstream kink!
Enjoy the video of my appearance on the Doctors here: http://www.thedoctorstv.com/articles/...
September 18, 2017
Bring Back Unsolved Mysteries!
Unsolved Mysteries is the ultimate in Daytime TV. Blending True Crime with Aliens and Bigfoots is so satisfying. Also they ACTUALLY SOLVE CRIMES. Bring back Unsolved Mysteries!
