999

Busy day indeed.  Was almost ready to log off, when this honey caught my eye.  Soooo, I introduced myself.

I didn't overdo it with photos as I'm conserving energy for that next capture.  I'm still up in the air over what to do once I hit that milestone.

This is quickly becoming my favorite position.  I just love the state of helplessness on her face.

She did beg me to let her ride though, and you know I had to spank that ass while she did so.

And I spank hard!

Finally, sucking on her tits while I plant my load deep inside of her.

Now, a slight break, and who knows?  1,000 tonight?  Tomorrow?  Don't worry bitches, it'll be soon.

Have a BAD day!

998

Counting down!  Who's going to be that special vict...err..."guest" that rings in number 1,000?

Stay tuned bitches!

T Minus...

The countdown is officially on.  I am approaching 1,000 victims/prey/helpless girls that I have coerced/grabbed/captured all for the purposes of fucking/abusing/getting to know better.  Insert the word which works best for you.

Now, I am currently working on several scenarios to grab my 1,000th victim, but nothing is set in stone yet.  As such, I'm always open to suggestions/ideas/gifts of bound women on my doorstep.

Meet #985.

Let me just say that while I use several platforms to find my prey on any given day, BDS will remain forever number one in my heart.  When I find a girl wearing BDS who also owns a piece of furniture with Luna Animations in it, well lick my ass and call me Huggybear.  That's icing on the damn cake.

Come here sweetie, dance for Trick.

Dance she did.  Forward, backward.  Up.  Down.  ALL around.

Notice how I keep my hands in my lap during the dance.  PURE gentleman.

Yeah, that's right.  Gentleman.

Of course, I can only be a gentleman for so long.

Something about when a girl has my cock in her hand and she looks up and smiles....

just makes me want to wipe that smile off of her face.

All the way off.

This little minx got me so worked up, I totally forgot what a gentleman I was and fucked her entirely from the backside.  In her chair.

On the floor.

Back in the chair.  Arch that back you little whore.  At this point she begged me for my seed.

So, being the gentleman I am, I coated her tongue with it.

985.  Whatever will I do at 1,000?  Retire?  Become a consultant?  Go to 2,000?  Might as well try to count the licks needed to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop.

Have a BAD day bitches!

More cream

Just a few more highlights from my gallery.  I was busy today doing the preliminary tracking on my 1,000th victim.  Stay tuned, I plan on a few posts of victi...errr..."guests" leading up to number 1,000.

I think it's the look on their faces when they first realize they are about to be raped.  God that sends me over the edge.

Bitches ain't even safe at Sea World.

Don't worry baby, I won't mess up your hair.  Make-up...yes.  Hair...no.

"You're not going to put it in my..."  "Yes.  Yes I am."

One of the perks of this "job".  You never know who you'll get to "meet".

And yes, even store demo models are not safe.

Yes!  Right there, on the tip...

"Is it smoky in here, or is it me?"  "Oh, it's you baby..."

Bent over.  Face down.  Ass up.  Is there anything better?

Nope.  Nothing better.

If you rape bitches on voice like I sometimes do, it's always good if they scream to match their avatar.  Wowza!

Another of my truly favorite grabs.  So much so, I collared her and kept her.

Enjoy bitches!

Crème de la crème

I have a milestone coming up in-world, one that I will be leading up to in the coming weeks.  In the meantime, I'm going to be running through some of my best moments as a tracker/predator/stalker/rapist/dickhead.  Sit back, grab some snacks, enjoy.

Speaking of snacks...

Is there any doubt that Captain America would dominate this relationship?

Even shoe stores provide no haven for bitches.

Another girl who's into snacks.  Munch that dick girl!

Some butter for your popcorn Miss?

I don't discriminate.  Young chicks.  Old bitches.  It's all good.

Her eyes say "No!", but her gag says...

Bitches can't get enough of that seed.

That gag again.  Never let it be said that Trick don't recycle.

Scream all you want bitch, ain't nobody gonna help.

Perhaps one of my all time favorite captures.

I think you know what's going through my mind here...

More pics coming soon.  Have a BAD day bitches!

It's So Hard to Say Goodbye

So this chick I bang quite a bit contacted me tonight.  She's getting back with her ex in the next day or two and wanted to have one last fling.  No tracking.  No bdsm.  No chicanery.  Just a simple hard good as hell last night fling.  Who am I to say no to an offer like that?

Just look how fucking hot she looks.  As a side note, this chick is straight up professional, always dresses sharp, plays the rich haughty type, too good for us common men, etc.  But like most, you get her out of those clothes and she is 110% whore.

Just look at how she dresses underneath that professional "costume".  That lingerie don't say nothing other than "Fuck me Mr. Trick Sir."

Well fuck, you ain't gotta tell me twice.

I fucked her hard.

I fucked her deep.

To quote Ice Cube, I put her ass to sleep.

Then I bent her over my deck railing, and fucked her ass.

And the hot little cunt toy enjoyed it.

Her last night of freedom.  Her final fling.  Does this face look like the face of someone thinking about getting back together with her ex?  Fuck no.

So why am I posting this?  She's not in a BDS skirt.  I didn't track her.  This is all true, but this is definitely a bad day for this bitch.  See, once she gets back together with her husband, she's going to get a message from me.  "Come suck me off whore, or I pass this link to your husband."  I know, it ain't Halloween but Trick or treat bitch.

Oh, and to my fans, if you recognize this stuck up haughty bitch from in-world, feel free to avail yourself of her services in return for your silence as well.  The more the merrier.