I just threw up in public, the mask did nothing, all it did was make it more difficult to throw up. I must have looked pretty stupid.
— Shädman💀 (@Shadbase) June 20, 2020
I forgot to upload this one, it only took a few hours to draw and I made it last weekend.
Been taking on a bit of work that interests me outside of shadbase so my drawing efforts are divided and ill do simpler styles here again so I can still post something every now and then.
Can we get some bojack horseman parody?
Also; bobs burgers
Wish you best man
The content on here will forever be pure fucking gold, if he is off doing bigger and better things then good for him, but his content will forever be missed, and for all you sorry sacks of shit be happy at least we didn’t have to pay to see this content!
I can’t allow that to be the last comment. You’re all gay thanks
Where’s another website like this?
Rule 34 I’d say but Shadbase is one of a kind
Lmao fagman is going to lose so many fuckin fans between now and december
Looking to swap pics with femboys/sissies/girls on kik nad snap
Kik-DDomino756
Snap-domino5098
Precaution; I just messaged DDomino, he is 17 of age. Just a fair warning.
Hes not 17, hes 14
did shad fuckin die?
I NO RIT WER THE FUCK IS HE
Its been months fucking months man! He ded
I’ve left the wasteland and all that’s left are people sharing kik accounts
I don’t know why I like women with dick, trans and femboys.
“women with dick” if they have a dick, they aren’t a woman.
Transphobic mutch?
No I’m just anti-retard
Bruh. Trans isn’t a gender so it isnt “transphobic”. Genders are based on genitalia so if it has male genitals it isn’t a woman.
Excuse me genders are NOT based on genitals. Get your fucking head out of the 16th century
If we are speaking in terms of biological fact there are two sexes Male and female, your gender can be how you identify but if you have a dick and a set of nuts you are biologically Male
And since when are we in the 16th century. Transgender individuals can alter their bodies all they want but in the end they are only deluding themselves by resembling the thing that they will never be. The idea that gender is a social construct is ludicrous when it is in fact biology.
SO does that mean fucking a dude with a vagina isn’t gay?
Gender isn’t biology you fucking neanderthal, it’s sociology. Sex (as in XX vs. XY chromosomes) is biology.
HAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaa-
You have Kik
u/enter_the_psychopomp
Two words for bored people that play VRC. Club Mika.
alrighty then, i’ll visit this world as soon as possible
My Kik katz_gamer
I’m a femboi btw
Can we hit 5000 comments?! Only time will tell!
Shadbase can you do the at&t lady?
Bored asf and horny, looking for femboys, or girls to trade pics. kik: Voloxus17
mf dead
Did Shad got covid?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I’ve got that feeling once again
I can’t explain you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
23y/o Male looking for trade nudes with CuteFemboys or Girls
Kik: MoshiMoshiM8
Crickets chirping
Anybody interested in swapping pics hit me up kik-DDomino756
I’m a horny femboy and I’m into some really kinky stuff:) my kik is missesbeann if you wanna know more!
Sometimes i question my sanity and sexuality looking at some of shadmans shit.
Shad man isn’t dead he will be back in December deal with it kids
Shit negro, that’s all you had to say.
Yeah giggles the slut clown is hot do her pleaseee
DO GIGGLES THE SLUT CLOWN!
Shadman is dead. Good night sweet prince
Rest in pepperoni
Shad, you’re the hero we need most, please, POST SOME BUTTHOLE STUFF
He’s CO directing Cuties
alright im horny cuz of quarantine. hit me up femboys girls men i dont give a fuck anymore just give me something to cum to thanks.
got a kik ?
alright im horny cuz of quarantine. hit me up femboys girls men i dont give a fuck anymore just give me something to cum to thanks.
WHAT THE FUCK WHERE IS NEW PORN AAAAAAAAA
PLEASE I CAN ONLY BEAT MY MEAT SO MUCH TO STUFF IVE ALREADY SEEN R U OKAY
Where is shad
Where are you?
And I’m so sorry
I cannot sleep
Kik: Nekachaa, hit me up with your dick pics.
*little fem*
I’m sad he’s gone :(
Get well soon.
Atleast shouldve posted some milf hentai before going on fucking hiatus
Exactly
We need a Chikubihime comic similar to Marco Diaz’
Shad was arrested for _____.
C
Hild porn
Not being jlullaby
RIP Sir. Shadlington the First
Your comix were alright.
Hello!
My name is Alexey
I create erotic images with girls.
I call my pictures Armedgirl
And I have a question
I would like to cooperation with your magazine, if it possible
May we to do so?
If it need for the acquitance, I will send you my works
Best regards
Warning! Crystal D. Below is a scammer! Over 200 people have reported that they never got what they ask for, in fact 50% of all sales this book made went to the same address. Never buy, you’ll be ripped off!
if that was true amazon would refund the money, doofus
I don’t really care as long as I shut them up. And annoy them, because I don’t want to see them spam their stupid crappy novels.
you know you can just scroll past posts you dont like, dont you
besides, theres nothing more annoying than a liar
No offense but I think someone spamming their crap novel, even with people complaining, and then tacking on more of their trashy material after someone complains is more annoying. I’m surprised they haven’t spammed my comments with more bull. Also I use my phone which makes it harder for me to scroll.
somebody is always complaining about something – so what?
From THE SISSY AND THE BILLIONAIRE …
The big, iron gate swung open and I strolled inside and up the hundred-foot long driveway to the front door. I knocked and didn’t have to wait more than two seconds until she answered. It took every bit of self-control not to gape wildly.
Sylvia Grant was somewhere between twenty and twenty-five. She was totally the archetypal Malibu beach bunny, save for ginger red hair halfway down her back and vivid green eyes. At five-ten she was about two inches taller than me, and her golden brown tanned skin with absolutely taut, especially across her flat tummy.
I could tell this because she wore a bikini that left little to imagination: the tiny tricot cups were little more than covers for the large nipples that peaked her 38C breasts. The thong was just as scandalous—a tapered rectangle of cloth half the size of a business card that barely covered the split of her major labia.
I managed to seize my jaw in mid-drop and close it with a snap, making certain my eyes didn’t stray below her chin. She flashed an amused smirk before reverting to a more cordial, polite smile and offered her hand to shake. In my nervousness I nearly took her hand and kissed it but managed to clasp it and allow her to control the shake.
“Sylvia Grant.”
“Richard Minius. Or Rick, if you prefer.”
“Rick it is then. Won’t you come in?”
As if an afterthought she picked up a small stack of mail from a small table in the foyer and then suddenly dropped it. Before I could jump in to help she bent over at the waist, her feet spread for balance, and picked up the mail. The back string of the thong was only a little wider than dental floss tape and gave me a view of her sexy, puckered asshole, which it didn’t cover at all. That was when I knew she’d intended to show off as much of her body as she could. But why?
She turned around as she straightened up, grinning as if she’d just played a special joke. “I imagine you’re probably wondering why I’m dressed so… immodestly.”
“I figured it was none of my business. I’m just here to work.”
“Good answer, Rick. That’s practically half the interview right there. I try to sun whenever I can in this outfit or even less, and I’m not a huge fan of clothes around the house. I need someone who can work without being distracted.”
“Begging your pardon Ms. Grant, but what if I’d been a rapist or something? You do know I’m a convict.”
“I’m a second degree black belt in Muay Thai. I’d lay you low into nothing flat without even breaking a sweat.”
The thought of being under a woman who could kick my ass sounded exciting indeed. In a way it would almost be like being under Simone, though it wouldn’t be kinky or anything. She looked over her shoulder and bade me to follow. I hoped she wouldn’t look back a second time because my eyes were helplessly locked on that delicious ass swinging from side to side.
“Please follow me into the living room and I’ll describe the position to you,” she said as she led the way, not bothering to look. She probably knew she’d catch me looking. Then she did look back and smirked again as my eyes rebounded. “You have such gorgeous, long, blonde hair.”
“Thank you, Ma’am. I was planning to cut it next week.”
“Absolutely not! It’s beautiful and it makes you seem so much more… suitable.”
“Okay. If that’s what you want Mistr… Ms. Grant.” I could have bit my own tongue off for almost saying “Mistress.” She did kind of have that energy.
“Please, Sylvia,” she admonished as she led me to a sofa and then sat down extremely close to me, still testing me, as she described the position.
While she had a professional housecleaner come in once every two weeks, I was to do daily housecleaning on the handful of rooms regularly used in the large house. I would do the laundry, shop for groceries and supplies, run errands, answer the phone and take messages. When she went into “the office” I would go along as her personal assistant, keeping her on schedule, taking messages, delivering and picking up things. All in all I’d probably work about ten hours every day and maybe a half-day on Saturday once in a while, but it paid one thousand a week, plus room and board.
Since I was to be available as needed, she explained that I would live there in a guest bungalow out by the pool. I already knew this was a prerequisite for the job, and I told her I didn’t mind. It would actually work rather well for me. My rent and food would be covered so I could just put my money away and build up a nice nest egg for when I eventually left.
The next morning, I sat at the kitchen table with only ten envelopes, slitting all of them open. I then went through all the letters, sorting the bills by due date and setting aside the junk. Then I got to the one curious item, a large eleven-by-fourteen manila envelope with what felt like a magazine inside. I pulled it out and my breath caught in my throat.
On the large glossy cover was a handsome, studly, naked man in his late twenties tied to a bondage horse much like the one Captain Janus had in her office. Standing to the side in a skimpy dominatrix outfit was a breathtakingly beautiful raven-haired young woman holding high a cat-o-nine tails as if to strike her captive. What the hell was this?
At its top the eight-by-eleven booklet was emblazoned with stern black font that read, “The Bondroom.” It was a catalog that catered to a customer base made very clear by the cover photo. When I started carefully flipping through the pages my eyes were opened to a dizzying new world of sophisticated perversion that my dozen or so sessions with Mistress Simone Janus barely hinted at.
I thumbed through page after page, each section further amazing and exciting me more than the next with an uncharted galaxy of sex toys, bondage devices, heinous implements with which to inflict both pleasure and pain, and fetish wear. Hundreds of steel and leather cuffs, chains, collars, whips, paddles, canes, dildos, buttplugs, nipple clamps, electrical shockers and thing I never would have guess existed.
That’s when the imagination machine kicked into high gear. Fantasies of these things being used on me… of Sylvia using them on me—of… what was she doing with a catalog like this? She was such a sweet all-American type, a real prom queen or an actress. Well, it was best I never let on I discovered it.
Taking great care I slid the catalog back into the envelope, my pulse still racing and my cock tingling. I gathered together the mail and headed for her office. I was almost at the door when she popped fully dressed out of the bedroom right next door, startling me. I nearly squealed but instead I dropped the mail. As I knelt to pick it up she patted my head as if I were a dog.
“I’m going to run to the health food store and then get my nails done.”
“Want me to come along?”
“That’s okay. I’m going to be awhile and besides I have another task for you. Would you be a dear and do the handwash in the laundry while I’m gone? You know about Woolite, don’t you?”
“Yes, Ma’am,” I said, saluting smartly.
“I like that,” she giggled before she picked up her purse and departed. A moment later I heard the Jaguar fire up and drive off.
I carried the mail into the home office where she had an array of documents spread across the desk. The computer mouse sat in the inbox to make room. I picked it up to deposit the new mail in the box and then set the mouse back down. Picking up the mouse woke up the computer, I’d almost turned away to leave when the screen came to life. For the second time today my mind was blown. It was some kind of computer dating site for dominants and submissives. She’d apparently been browsing a page of young male submissives, sissies and even transsexuals.
I tore myself away from the computer, knowing it would fall back into hibernation more before somebody else got a look at it. It was time to move things along before I dwelled on this any longer. I had a work to do—that would help clear these perverted thoughts out of my mind. I returned to the laundry room where a nylon laundry bag sat in the middle of the counter. When I opened it up I couldn’t breathe for a moment.
Inside of the bag was a pile of dirty lingerie, mostly panties and bras, and some thigh-high nylon stockings, but there was also an expensive matching set of a lacy white garter belt, bra and thong panties. I tried to put it out of my head that she and I wore the same size, and I dumped the bag out on the counter. All of those lovely panties she’d worn, mostly thongs and French cut bikinis. I could smell her on them.
Unable to help myself I picked up a pair of white silk bikinis, there was a slightly damp patch where her pussy would have been and a small, darker bit behind it. I brought the crotch to my nose and inhaled the musky, wild scent of her pussy juicy flavored with the faint odor of her ass. My cock strained at my shorts. Oh, how I wanted to put these on—or at least jack off inhaling her most intimate smells. Instead I dropped them back onto the pile, started running lukewarm water into one of the sinks and found the bottle of Woolite.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the pile. A moment later I shut off the water. My breath quickening, my skin tingling I stripped naked. I used some hand lotion by the sink to smoothen and coat my fingers so there was no rough skin that could snag and damage the lingerie and give me away. I picked through the pile and pulled out the white matching set, and some nude brown nylon stockings, and had them on in only three minutes. I wished for a babydoll nightie.
I peered through the front window and made sure she was gone. Then I scooted to her bedroom, plopped down at her vanity and reached for the makeup. With all the practice I got under Mistress Simone it only took five minutes for me to paint a sexy girl’s face. I walked to the far part of the bedroom where the big dressing mirror stood and admired myself. Damn, despite the head of my boner jutting well past the waistband of the thong panties, the girl in the mirror made for a hot, young chick!
“Don’t you look sexy,” Sylvia’s voice brimmed with self-satisfied amusement.
I actually shrieked at the sound of my gorgeous employer’s voice behind me. As I stood in her bedroom, dressed in her lingerie—my cock as hard as it ever gets—I just couldn’t bring myself to turn and face her, but then I realized she could see me fully in the large dressing mirror. I blushed deeply.
“Turn around,” she gently coaxed.
“A shockwave of mortification and fear rippled through me. “How… how..?”
“Do you think I’d hire somebody without doing a full background check? Need I remind you that with the money at my disposal there’s little that’s legal I can’t do and much illegal that I can do—with impunity?” She looked me up and down with lustful appreciation. “You do make a very sexy girl, Rickie. I’m delighted to see you look far more beautiful than I imagined you might.”
If it was possible to simultaneously blush with pride and humiliation I was doing it right then. “What are you going to do?”
“That depends on you, Rickie. Or should I call you ‘Rita’ when you’re like this?”
“How… does it depend?”
“I understand from your parole officer that if I fire you for just cause—like bad behavior—for instance, if I caught you trying on my clothes—then you would go right back to prison.”
“No, please! Don’t do that! I’ll do anything you say!”
“There you go, Rita. You just answered your own question of how it depends on you. Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
I shook my head, suddenly horrified where this was going. The look in her eyes was the same predatory gleam I’d seen in Mistress Simone’s when I first submitted to her in prison. I knew what was coming next. And her face told me she knew that I knew—such wicked glee and triumph!
“On your knees, Rita.”
Numbly and yet still fully erect at my predicament, I knelt before Sylvia, whose expression told me she was my new mistress. I knew she understood her power over me. It wasn’t exactly the power of life and death, but I had to believe at the very least I wouldn’t be rented out like a whore or given out like a party favor at the whims of another like I would in Gaviota Prison.
I fought down the tiny voice that said I knew I’d loved that in prison.
Looking directly into Sylvia’s intense green eyes I said, “Yes, Mistress Sylvia.”
She clapped her hands with delight like a little girl who’d just been given a special treat and for a second there I was in love with her as if we were a regular woman-man couple. Then I remembered I was now her playtoy, her very own Beverly Hills sissy slave to do whatever she wanted to.
“I’m so happy, Rita,” she bubbled. “Now follow me into the closet—on your hands and knees.”
It was only when I was crawling behind her I realized she’s unbuttoned and tossed aside her skirt, leaving only her tunic blouse like a miniskirt and that perfect ass for me to follow. Already I was getting terribly humiliating sexual ideas looking at it.
“It’s so convenient that you and I are the exact same dress size,” she said, leading me into the big walk-in closet and flicking on the light. “Keep your eyes on my ass,” she instructed, “since I know you love looking at it so much.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I said, blushing.
“You probably want to kiss it, just like that Captain Janus, don’t you? Maybe lick my asshole too?” she said, flipping through dresses.
“Oh, my God,” I whispered, shuddering. I couldn’t have blushed more deeply.
“Yes, I know about that, too,” she giggled. “I know what kind of a delicious pervert I hired. But you’ll have to wait for that privilege. First, you—yes!”
She pulled a thin, solid gray minidress off the rack and held it out for me. My eyes nearly bugged out at the exhibitionistic cut, a dress meant for after hours clubbing and exclusive parties where decency laws aren’t enforced. She also pulled out a pair of white high heel pumps. She handed them to me with a malicious grin.
Keeping on her dirty lingerie I’d selected to model, she helped me pull the tank dress over my head, the scoop neck just revealing the top of the bra cups. The hem barely fell two inches past where my balls were now hanging out of my thong. The clinging weave of the garment showed off my boner in stark relief.
“Hmmm,” she said, studying me. “We can’t quite go out with you showing off your big clitty like that.”
“Out?” I gasped.
She slapped me firmly across my face. “Mistress,” she reminded me.
“Out, Mistress?” I whimpered, my left check burning slightly.
“Yes,” she said, rummaging though one of the chests of drawers until she pulled out a small, white leather clutch purge only a little longer and wider than a paperback book. She handed it to me and then stepped back into her skirt. “Make sure you hold it down there so nobody sees your naughty boner. Now let’s go.”
Tottering on the unfamiliar heels I trailed her out to the Jaguar and got in. With a gleam of dark mischief in her eyes, she fired it up and we raced down the hill. Soon we were headed toward Century City. I prayed to whatever deities there might be she didn’t take me into the office. Instead she hooked a howling turn onto Wilshire and within a minute we’d pulled up to the valet parking for the Wilshire Plaza Hotel.
“Oh please, Mistress,” I moaned. “Don’t make me go in there like this!”
“Don’t be such a baby,” she snapped as the valet attendants opened the doors for us. “If you don’t cooperate and stop whining so much, it’s back to prison for you. Now get out of the damn car.”
Wobbly in my heels, I took the attendant’s hand and shakily got to my feet, simultaneously pulling down on the hem so my balls weren’t visible. Though my boner had gone down the outline of my cock still pushed out the fabric of the dress, so I immediately held the clutch purse over the swelling and waddled after Mistress Sylvia. I cursed myself for choosing a thong instead of a bikini; I could have tucked my cock and balls between my legs and walked around without feeling so vulnerable.
She’d already disappeared into the main entrance and I plunged after her as the doorman held glass portal open and gave me a knowing grin. Sylvia had stopped in the center of the lobby waiting for me with impatient hands on her hips but an impish grin on her face. With that she took me by the hand like an errant child and led me down a side corridor to a large salon—hair, nails, facials and waxing.
Read the first chapter – amazon.com/gp/product/B00B2TH79U
It’s like Fifty Shades of Grey but with a girl billionaire and a tranny!
Hang yourself
Bilious refuse
We could always raid his twitter to get a lil attention. But then again I’m a random dummy
Day 53 – Still no Shadman
I think this man deserves a great break from all his work he has put into this website. Also, I actually like this comic. Shows you that, even when he doesn’t draw porn, he can still make some amazing comics.
He said on Twitter he will be back in December I think
finally this fucking degeneracy has come to an end go jack off to something else faggotlet little coomers
Someone’s got a micro dick hateboner
Ohh shit u’re looking his page. Now sadly u’re one of us.
We miss you bro, please come back
Horny 18 male. Anyone welcome Kik-iamthelian
The end of shadbase?
BRING BACK THE POKEMON SHITS NOW PLEASE
Oigan que pasó, porque ya no publican ? Estaban bacanes los dibujos nopor
Oye men q paso, por qué ya no publican nada estaban chido los dibujos
Shadbase, or as I like to call it, “Doorway to Hell”
Do fnaf ply
Do fnaf DO FNAF DO FNAF DO FNAF PLY
Stfu autistic
Y’all mad stupid he’s alive and on Twitter
Please come back and finish starfire in heat
Yes
Yo shad you good my man not heard from you for a very long time
Love!
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WANTS TO STEAL YOUR FINANCIAL INFORMATION
DO NOT EVER CLICK ANY CHATZ.PW DOMAIN LINK
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Facts about chatz.pw
Company data
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FUCK YOU, RUSSIAN CRIMINAL. LEAVE SHADBASE. WE WILL NEVER STOP WARNING EVERYONE HERE ABOUT YOUR PHISHING WEBSITES.
Love you, baby:
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Woooow!
I’ve been coming here every day for just under eight years now. I found Shadman through his Korra comic and for a while before they were merged I visited both this site and Shagbase each day, just to check if there were anything new. He’s taken a few breaks over the years, had his different subjects and periods, but I think this is the longest he’s ever gone without posting. This kind of break wouldn’t be so noticeable if he still had guest posts, but those never really scratched the same itch anyways. The really amazing thing is I’ve tried to quit coming here a few times, never managing to go a full day without just opening the link out of habit. But for the last two days, I didn’t even think about it. I’ve just gone through the whole archive and found some old gems; it’s really amazing how much work he’s put out over the years. I hope you guys haven’t forgotten there’s a trove of images there, just for you. But me, I think I might finally be free of this compulsion. It feels so strange after all this time; I don’t think I even really want to go anymore.
Yep considering i will never simp for someone that i can pirate off of i fall under the category fucked cunts and im proud of it
This comment section is cancer i havent commented on here in 2 months
Still its clear that Shadman is worthless to keep allowing people troll and spam the comment section
Its still funny how often Evil Stepmother proves that hes a pedofile given what he types in his impersonated comments
Shut up cunt
THIS IS THE RUSSIAN SCAMMER’S SOCKPUPPET, NOT ‘Anonymous.’
HE LIKES TO COPY-PASTE OTHER PEOPLE’S POSTS TO MAKE
HIS PHISHING LINKS STAND OUT – DO NOT BE FOOLED!
Dear Shad we miss you. Please come back
Yo, where is shadman at ? is he dead
text me on kik any thicc girls that like anal or some nice sissy femboys, must be able to send pics @godhandgriffith
Does shad have covid or something?
Shädbase has become Sadbase
And welcome back to another episode of “The 2 low lifes arguing over who’s better” AKA Dumbfuck and Kingmonkey
“ill do simpler styles here again so I can still post something every now and then.”
“every now and then”
Now and then
And then
Aanndd tthheennnn
Another thing he’ll never follow through with, per usual.
I wonder if we can hit 6,969 comments before he comes back?
he isn’t coming back.
no
Shadman you should do a hentai parody of Cool Crocodile! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-1Uwryemto
kik:hiiiihhhhyaaa if u wanna rp but we can trade if u want
Hello Shadman my old friend
I’ve come to spank to porn again
Because of urges quickly creeping
I spurt my semen before sleeping
But the images fracture in my brain
They don’t sustain
Love=Futa
Looking for a femboy/sissy to exchange nudes on snap matthewsmn20. I’m 19 y and I have nothing to do lol
Creep.
Respect
(I just added horny to my name) who has a dig dick and lives in the UK, I’m 18 and bisexual, will attempt more than one… I’m that desperate… FAAAAAAACCK!!!
Lockdown is a bitch
u got snap?
Looking For sissy, Snapchat : sissylover132
Looking for sissy Snapchat : sissylover132
femboy looking to send pics to anyone kik:tvan.735
ok im gonna clear it all up for everyone who are saying shadman’s dead and everything (I know most of the are jokes but still) he’s just taking a break to do other shit he said he’ll be going back to uploading regularly in december so stay tuned folks!
Jesus christ december?
good to hear.
fucking december
nigger nigger nigger lol edgy
Damn the least he could hav dun is left his new shit thank goodness fo the internet
I mean you can’t start making porn at November and you exactly know why
The incredible “foresight” of the above comic makes that clear
He will come after no nut November
xd
He deleted his newest post
What was it about?
I do the big sad and I’m proud at the same time he finally started to do bigger things a with his art skills but I’m sad because no more porn
This website is a goldmine
F in the chat boys… F in the chat.
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Look at these fucking reddit fags go slit your wrists and bleed out
R.I.P
Kl
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kik- urshotaboi03
I miss you
nigga dead lmao
Shādbase: The balled of faggot simps and fucked cunts
Yep considering i will never simp for someone that i can pirate off of i fall under the category fucked cunts and im proud of it
This comment section is cancer i havent commented on here in 2 months
Still its clear that Shadman is worthless to keep allowing people troll and spam the comment section
Its still funny how often Evil Stepmother proves that hes a pedofile given what he types in his impersonated comments
suck balls
Your last comment here was only three weeks ago, liar.
Evil Stepmother is right: you’re a liar and a hypocrite.
Quit pretending you have some kind of virtue, you lowlife fucked up troll.
Im glad you just admitted that the people who comment the same shit on here every day are pathetic sacks of shit who dont realize there are better options to get their daily porn.
After all the reason why you the last time i comment is because your the one impersonating me
Either way im glad i affect your life so personally after all i was the one who beat you up daily when we were in high school
Its a comment section of a porn site despite the number of faggots and pedophiles on here i doubt they actually look at that shit.
But ill say it again Shadman is a stupid fuck for not having a sign up accounts in order to comment to prevent this kinda of spammers.
cop to it mate, your still in high school and your a bloody troll.
you just gave me he a compliment I thank you for that :D
The comment section shadman’s website are always entertaining, the fact that you actually commented in order to be a part of it only proves it. Don’t try and hide behind virtue no one genuinely give a shit here and that should be obvious given the content. Now be a good little boy and either live by your cross or die by it
thats some good advice
Did your butthole Daddy type that previous comment for you or your sock puppet yourself?
This thread is so depraved
Covid got ’em man
Shad’s dead baby,. Shad’s dead!
Pulp Fiction
Did he die from Covid or something?
Is shad okay?
Shad your awesome place come back
Miss your drawings shad. Hope you’re alright.
i agree
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I love sucking little boy cocks. i know its pathetic but i cant helpp it. its why im so hostile to everyone
bro chill
I cant chill u fuckwut!!! if i cant drink boy cum i get crazy
got a little brother i can butfukk???
i love being used as a breeding tank for 70 year old men its my existence to be a toilet to dominate males
Ooooooooo! let me be ur toilet mommie!!! I love eating shit!!!
Just so you know fudge packer i know its you having a conversation with me in Anonymous as for me calling that trap a faggot well he shouldnt have said “ungrateful faggots” in his little opening
Is that Asshole enough for you fucking pedophile
WHO DA FUK U TALKING TO? R U RETARDED?
obviously you fucking Caps Cunt. Btw nice English XD
What did playing Warcraft made you break your caps button so you talk like your like 13.
Any troll who can’t tell between “your” and “you’re” shouldn’t criticize anyone’s English.
But then, you are the worst troll and biggest hypocrite here, plus a *liar*.
Atleast im not a pedophile “love sucking little boy cocks. i know its pathetic but i cant helpp it. its why im so hostile to everyone” nice job at that impersonating account.
The fact you suck off shadman so much and dont remember he hates this shit just as much as your scat profile picture you once had
but please continent to prove how worthless you are im glad Shadman left 3 months ago
considered how badly the comment section has gotten you dont deserve his artwork
dude you just admitted youre the worst troll and biggest hypocrite
also Shad’s last post was seven weeks, not 3 months ago dummy
*8 weeks how much you want to bet we will get to atleast 9 weeks before Shadman makes more lewd
Btw its called being bored i havent posted on it here in atleast 1 month I just found it funny a trap called the fanbase ungrateful faggots.
Im on F95zone playing pirated porn games like Being A DIK and Shut Up and Dance.
Besides porn pictures died stopped being important almost a decade ago ever since SFM videos became a thing.
Monkey Man sez he doesn’t need shad but he always comes back to troll
MM sez he respects shad but shits all over him
MM is a lying ass hole and a tarded incel
Im fucking terrified of this comment section0
You got anywhere I can hit you up on?
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LMAO
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I’ve been coming here every day for just under eight years now. I found Shadman through his Korra comic and for a while before they were merged I visited both this site and Shagbase each day, just to check if there were anything new. He’s taken a few breaks over the years, had his different subjects and periods, but I think this is the longest he’s ever gone without posting. This kind of break wouldn’t be so noticeable if he still had guest posts, but those never really scratched the same itch anyways. The really amazing thing is I’ve tried to quit coming here a few times, never managing to go a full day without just opening the link out of habit. But for the last two days, I didn’t even think about it. I’ve just gone through the whole archive and found some old gems; it’s really amazing how much work he’s put out over the years. I hope you guys haven’t forgotten there’s a trove of images there, just for you. But me, I think I might finally be free of this compulsion. It feels so strange after all this time; I don’t think I even really want to go anymore.
Hope hes not dead..
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Shadman is taking a extended Vacation from you ungrateful faggots lol love you shadman. I’ll be on Reddit awaikt gyour return dark lord of the simp lol
the hilarious part in your comment is you are actually a Faggot given your profile picture and username ಠ‿↼
Keep calling Shadman Daddy if only to help you forget your real father left you when you were 5 years old (▀̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿)
Who even cares at this point that he’s stopped? More than half of his fanbase have stopped checking his site, he could have at least announced his “extended vacation” instead of leaving us without any idea of where he is.
exactly the fact his fanbase is so pathetic that they depending on him for lewds
they dont realized that Pixiv Rule 34 and F95zone are actual better source to get their rocks off
God I love shit posting this group of people
AND YOU TROLL DUMBFUCK FOR DOING WHAT YOUR DOING NOW? HYPOCRITE
OR YOUR THE SAME PERSON HAVING A SICK SOCKPUPPET FIGHT
You seem upset first year on the internet?
I dont troll DumbFuck i tell facts about him he is a pathetic sack of shit who exist to troll the comment sections of porn sites
Whatever the case Caps man you proved my point in why Shadmans fanbase is pathetic.
Atleast i respect Shadman enough to use his art as my profile picture.
U respect shadman? not evn you believe that
*even what are to fucking stupid to not know how spell correctly when your trolling
yeah your right i dont respect Shadman anymore given how long he let his comment section be filled with pedo talk and spammers
and didnt say anything when he disappeared for 3 months
it’s a tossup whose more annoying you or dumbfuck but at least he doesnt trash Shad. Ass hole
he attacks everyone with a “wrong opinion” and guess what i refuse to suck on Shads sack like you enjoy doing
i will continue to criticize why he doesnt change his site to have forced log in to prevent spammers and pedo talk in here kinda like how Rule 34 doesnt have that kind of shit just Role players
so guess what im proud to be an Asshole.
are u a total sperg? u just attacked the op and called him faggot
your worse than dumbfuck at least he doesnt pretend to be a good guy
*you’re
He’s still on Twitter
He’s tweeting once in a while on twitter
When you come back Shad, please do some brother and sister stuff again. I really liked that
Yo where my boy shad at I need my futa/trap fix
Shad went out for smokes, hell be back if I make the nba
Hell be back in time for Christmas(hopefully)
Shad went out for smokes. He’ll be back if one of us make the nba
How are people replying tomorrow what the
how am I replying tomorrow???
doesnt he live across the pond?
Timezones bud lmao
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Just hide out until November is done champ
Ahhh – the sweet stench of death
Are you ok?
He’s fine, he’s just taking a break.
again? at this point i think he have cancer or some shiet
Or Coronovirus.
2 months! Give it up for 2 months!
coomers crying
Simps sucking
He’s Fucking Dead, Man
Is this a blessing or a curse.
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It seems in your anger you killed her
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
he is alive… i saw him on facebook
He died of corona, abandon thread
And one day our Lord and Saviour shall return ! Born a new by his second breath ! And he shall post an amazing picture !
shad is taking a break
It’s kind of sad well probably never get to know what shadman is working on outside of this because he’s probably afraid people here would come after him and fuck up his new job/potential career.
Yeah, we should do that…
i just hope i get to see the sinfully haram nun in its art style
What the fuck shadman What’s the holdup? I have a mask.
I’ve been coming here every day for just under eight years now. I found Shadman through his Korra comic and for a while before they were merged I visited both this site and Shagbase each day, just to check if there were anything new. He’s taken a few breaks over the years, had his different subjects and periods, but I think this is the longest he’s ever gone without posting. This kind of break wouldn’t be so noticeable if he still had guest posts, but those never really scratched the same itch anyways. The really amazing thing is I’ve tried to quit coming here a few times, never managing to go a full day without just opening the link out of habit. But for the last two days, I didn’t even think about it. I’ve just gone through the whole archive and found some old gems; it’s really amazing how much work he’s put out over the years. I hope you guys haven’t forgotten there’s a trove of images there, just for you. But me, I think I might finally be free of this compulsion. It feels so strange after all this time; I don’t think I even really want to go anymore.
What a faggot
what a child
IM GONNA BEND YOUR DAD OVER MY KITCHEN COUNTER AND POUND HIS THICK BOYCHEEKS INTO A FINE PASTE
Yeet
Lets all quit being entitled FAGGOTS and let Shad do what he needs/wants to do. Nobody cares why anyone else is here.
Just so yall know, He does plan on coming back. He’s just taking a break
Till December…
4,127 bottles of beer on the wall…
Take one down, pass it around
4,126 bottles of beer on the wall
Take one down, pass it around
4,125 bottles of beer on the wall
Take one down, pass it around
4,124 bottles of beer on the wall
Take one down, pass it around
4,123 beers on the wall
Take one down, pass it around
4,122 beers on the wall
Take one down, pass it ’round…
4,121 bottles of beer on the wall
Take one down, pass it ’round…
4,120 bottles of beer on the wall
Take one down, pass it ’round…
Maybe its time to move on, get a life meet new people and fall in love for all we know thats what shad did to
No we are better than that
Go back and do your old comics before you leave forever or else you’re a loser
All of you shmucks realize that’s he’s been detained right? the only access i am aware of that he has is his twitter right now, outside of that, calm down, or get bent.
What are you talking about?
what, detained? how tf????
Shadman are you ok? Or are you just taking a break? Or do you want to stop?
um… where did shadman go?…
This one reminds me of Out Of The Black don’t mess with the snickers of the guy in the store…
Do your fucking job and provide me with fap material, can care less if you live otherwise.
Just delete this fucking site so I can stop checking if your bum ass updates it.
Amen
Amen brother, this is bullshit
More raven
I just dont know what to say bru
Ya guys know he said he should be back like he used to in december right?
“Ill do simpler styles here again so I can still post something every now and then” my ass
This nigga died and his last post wasn’t even porn. LOL
He said he was busy doing something on Twitter
Guess this nigga got covid
Did Shad go for smokes again?
But seriously, hope he’s just busy. I miss the art.
Kinda hoping he’s dead
It is now more than two months since Shad last posted porn
There is a bunch of losers here only waiting for something that will not come
And guess who’s a part of it I’ll give you a hint in starts with y and ends with ou
I disagree, I think he’s here for shits n’ giggles from reading the comments of this dumpster fire. I know I have.
tsk
fuck u shadman
shad deserves to get critized thats why he
keeps makin influneces outta people
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is he alive????
Nope
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Hope ur ok shad
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~70 average IQ. Retarded culture that worships rappers, drug dealers, and apes that can throw balls through hoops. Commits almost 60% of all violent crime despite being 13% of the population.
Black lives don’t matter, and they never will.
Damn. Seems pretty fucking racist, but aight.
Racism is not a bad thing.
it absolutely is you pathetic ape
Based and redpilled
Only fucking Jewish puppets would think otherwise; “diversity and social justice” is Hebrew for “divide and conquer”
Aye white trash go fuck yourself
No lives matter
Thank you. Nobody says that enough.
There are more than 7 billion of us. At this point the average person is pretty expendable.
Let’s get too 1000
lmao, we actually made it to 4000 comments!
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From MY WIFE’S SHEMALE SLAVE…
—–
“Enough explanation,” Pam said. “You’re going to serve us, now, Candy slave.”
I took a deep breath, looked between them. “Yes, Ma’am. Who will be first?”
“She is such a little slut, isn’t she?” Pam remarked to Delilah.
“I think it’s sweet.”
“I guess I need to get used to thinking of my former husband like this,” my wife said as I weren’t right in front of them. She turned back to me. “No, I mean serve us. As in food. We’re famished. You’re going upstairs to cook us breakfast, then clean the kitchen. And then you’ll start your daily chores.” She produced a key and unlocked the coffle from my ankle.
“Some of those fabulous pancakes of yours, Candy,” Delilah suggested. “Start by grinding us some coffee. Use the Peet’s beans in the freezer.”
Pam dug into one of the dresser drawers and tossed me a sheer thong bikini and matching bra. “Here,” she chuckled, “so you don’t feel too naked.”
I slipped on the sexy lingerie. Probably by their design, my cockhead stuck out of the top of the thong. Feeling as self-conscious as I ever hoped to in my life, I walked to the stairs. I had just started mounting them when Delilah called out my new name.
“Candy! Come back.” She held up some open-toed sandals with four-inch heels. “It looks sexier when you walk in these.”
I knelt where Delilah pointed in front of her. She handed me the sandals. “And I do expect you to walk sexily, with grace and elegance in your every movement.” There was that glimmer in her eyes, same as I saw in Pam’s last night. “Just because I love you doesn’t mean I won’t discipline you. It’s because I love you that I do. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I nodded, suddenly feeling weak again.
“Good. Now go make us some coffee and then start breakfast.”
I put every bit of beauty into my carriage as I glided toward the stairs. I couldn’t believe that part of me was getting excited by this.
You’re turned on by being a slave to your wife and her lover.
I wondered if that was really true. It sounded sexy in the abstract, but they could make me do anything they wanted, and I had no idea what that might be.
My cock got hard in my panties.
* * *
Half an hour later I knelt on the kitchen’s parquet floor next to the breakfast nook table where Mistress Pamela and Mistress Delilah ate the buttermilk pancakes I’d just cooked for them. I still wore only the lingerie and heels that would be my maid’s uniform for the day. They told me they had a huge variety of outfits I would wear as it suited them, but for the most part it would be this.
The worst part was the panties, which were small, snug and transparent. My new owners could see how turned on I was getting by my predicament, and they kept remarking on it to my complete embarrassment. Being a slave was bad enough. To be exposed as being turned on by it was an even greater blow.
I knelt next to Delilah who hand-fed me scraps of pancake. As ordered I directly ate them from her palm, like a pet dog. The two women kept up a perfectly casual conversation, ranging from domestic issues—including their new slave’s duties for the day—to what clients had dungeon sessions scheduled for today.
After breakfast, while I washed dishes, the doorbell rang. My two mistresses sat at the kitchen table reading the newspaper.
“That will be Fed Ex,” Pam said, not looking up. “Go sign for the envelope, slave.”
I was stunned. A regular normal person was going to see me like this?! “Should I go put something on, Ma’am?” I asked hopefully. Surely she would make me—
“Of course not! Get your butt out there right now and don’t make me tell you again.”
“But…”
“NOW!” barked Delilah in a tone that guaranteed a thrashing.
As I sashayed off to the front door foyer, I heard Delilah tell Pam that it was time for me to understand my place. Now the dread of somebody seeing me like this paled beside what I feared she may have meant by that.
I opened the door and saw a typical, well-tanned Los Angeles stud, probably an aspiring actor, all six-foot-two feet of him, with perfect teeth and blue eyes, and a well-muscled body rippling beneath his tight Fed Ex uniform. He did a marvelous job of keeping his composure as I stood there like nothing was wrong, a shemale more naked than naked and sporting an apparently permanently hard clitty. I could feel his eyes drinking me as I signed for the envelope.
“Good day, miss,” he winked as he turned and walked away.
I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have his cock inside of me. My eyes followed that shapely butt of his while he walked back toward his truck.
“Some lesbian,” I heard Delilah titter behind me.
“Definitely bisexual, no matter what she says,” my wife agreed.
I fell to my knees and held up the FedEx envelope. I felt it plucked from my hand.
“Nice try,” Mistress Pamela said, “ but I don’t think you’re clear on the whole instant obedience concept. Probably because you’ve not given much thought to the consequences.”
With that she grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to my feet. Staggering in my heels I was led into the living room. My ex-wife sat on the long sofa and ordered me across her lap. I was too afraid to protest. She was still wearing the short silk robe and so the near naked skin of my lap merged with her warm flesh. Already I could feel my cock throbbing in my panties.
“You need to be very clear of your position here, Candy. Yes, we have the video of you getting fucked by half of the US Navy and Alvin’s video that we could run your reputation with. But those things aren’t discipline, they’re power. Over you.” With that she yanked my panties down to my knees, freeing my stiff erection. “This is discipline.”
With practiced rhythm my ex rained openhanded blows on my soft, round asscheeks, using such force I wondered why her hand didn’t hurt, until I could only concentrate on how my butt was on fire. I didn’t buck or try to get away, knowing that would only make things even worse, feeling tears of pain run down my face. And, to my horror, clitty got even harder.
Ten minutes later my ass hurt so bad I felt like I’d not sit down for a month. Mistress Pamela ordered me to get back on my knees, kiss her feet, and thank her for correcting me. As I pressed my lips to my former bride’s toes, I felt an inexplicable contentment, as if somehow I was enjoying this. And when I thanked her, I actually meant it.
What is happening to me?
At Mistress Pamela’s command I returned to cleaning the entire kitchen: all of the dishes washed and dried by hand, every surface wiped and dusted, the parquet floor swept and mopped and waxed.
As I knelt on the parquet I watched nervously as Delilah and my ex-wife inspected my work. They both wore leather caps, thigh high spike heel boots, and leather corsets that exposed their breasts and pussies. Apparently their first BDSM client of the day was due any minute.
Pam finished her evaluation and nodded curtly. “It could be better, but it will do for your first time.” She reached into her boot top, extracted a slip of paper and handed it to me. “Here’s the list for your usual Friday cleaning duties. As soon as —”
The doorbell chimed again.
“Ah,” she said. “That will be our first appointment. Let him in and escort him down to the dungeon. Then start on this list.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I said.
I started to walk away. She froze me in my tracks saying my name.
“Yes, Mistress?”
“You’d better never again make either of us remind you to walk sexily when you’re wearing heels. Now go.”
Putting more grind into my ass, I glided out to the foyer and opened the front door. The client was a man in his forties with capped teeth and a ten thousand dollar wristwatch. He looked in awe at me as I struck a pose, my nipples are erect as my clitty.
“Are you a new mistress?” he breathed. He was clearly a submissive.
“I’m a servant. For now. Follow me,” I said crisply, gracefully pivoting on my heels and leading the way to the dungeon. I could feel his eyes on my naked ass, and I loved it.
* * *
Five hours later I collapsed into a heap on the lawn out next to the pool. The sheer bra and panties clung to my sweaty body. It had been a morning like none I’d even known: vacuuming the entire 4000 square foot ranch home, dusting every surface, every piece of furniture, every little knickknack.
When I staggered out to the poolside I saw from the terrace view that Pam and Delilah had done quite well for themselves indeed, for their property was somewhere just north of Mulholland, overlooking the east valley from Studio City to Burbank.
And my house down there. Or their house, really, I thought wryly. I had been living under their thumb all along.
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Its on 4069 and I am sad to comment and erase that “Nice”, but we need to push to the 9k mark, Shad, I miss you, hope you are doing great.
From MY WIFE’S SHEMALE SLAVE…
—–
“Enough explanation,” Pam said. “You’re going to serve us, now, Candy slave.”
I took a deep breath, looked between them. “Yes, Ma’am. Who will be first?”
“She is such a little slut, isn’t she?” Pam remarked to Delilah.
“I think it’s sweet.”
“I guess I need to get used to thinking of my former husband like this,” my wife said as I weren’t right in front of them. She turned back to me. “No, I mean serve us. As in food. We’re famished. You’re going upstairs to cook us breakfast, then clean the kitchen. And then you’ll start your daily chores.” She produced a key and unlocked the coffle from my ankle.
“Some of those fabulous pancakes of yours, Candy,” Delilah suggested. “Start by grinding us some coffee. Use the Peet’s beans in the freezer.”
Pam dug into one of the dresser drawers and tossed me a sheer thong bikini and matching bra. “Here,” she chuckled, “so you don’t feel too naked.”
I slipped on the sexy lingerie. Probably by their design, my cockhead stuck out of the top of the thong. Feeling as self-conscious as I ever hoped to in my life, I walked to the stairs. I had just started mounting them when Delilah called out my new name.
“Candy! Come back.” She held up some open-toed sandals with four-inch heels. “It looks sexier when you walk in these.”
I knelt where Delilah pointed in front of her. She handed me the sandals. “And I do expect you to walk sexily, with grace and elegance in your every movement.” There was that glimmer in her eyes, same as I saw in Pam’s last night. “Just because I love you doesn’t mean I won’t discipline you. It’s because I love you that I do. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I nodded, suddenly feeling weak again.
“Good. Now go make us some coffee and then start breakfast.”
I put every bit of beauty into my carriage as I glided toward the stairs. I couldn’t believe that part of me was getting excited by this.
You’re turned on by being a slave to your wife and her lover.
I wondered if that was really true. It sounded sexy in the abstract, but they could make me do anything they wanted, and I had no idea what that might be.
My cock got hard in my panties.
* * *
Half an hour later I knelt on the kitchen’s parquet floor next to the breakfast nook table where Mistress Pamela and Mistress Delilah ate the buttermilk pancakes I’d just cooked for them. I still wore only the lingerie and heels that would be my maid’s uniform for the day. They told me they had a huge variety of outfits I would wear as it suited them, but for the most part it would be this.
The worst part was the panties, which were small, snug and transparent. My new owners could see how turned on I was getting by my predicament, and they kept remarking on it to my complete embarrassment. Being a slave was bad enough. To be exposed as being turned on by it was an even greater blow.
I knelt next to Delilah who hand-fed me scraps of pancake. As ordered I directly ate them from her palm, like a pet dog. The two women kept up a perfectly casual conversation, ranging from domestic issues—including their new slave’s duties for the day—to what clients had dungeon sessions scheduled for today.
After breakfast, while I washed dishes, the doorbell rang. My two mistresses sat at the kitchen table reading the newspaper.
“That will be Fed Ex,” Pam said, not looking up. “Go sign for the envelope, slave.”
I was stunned. A regular normal person was going to see me like this?! “Should I go put something on, Ma’am?” I asked hopefully. Surely she would make me—
“Of course not! Get your butt out there right now and don’t make me tell you again.”
“But…”
“NOW!” barked Delilah in a tone that guaranteed a thrashing.
As I sashayed off to the front door foyer, I heard Delilah tell Pam that it was time for me to understand my place. Now the dread of somebody seeing me like this paled beside what I feared she may have meant by that.
I opened the door and saw a typical, well-tanned Los Angeles stud, probably an aspiring actor, all six-foot-two feet of him, with perfect teeth and blue eyes, and a well-muscled body rippling beneath his tight Fed Ex uniform. He did a marvelous job of keeping his composure as I stood there like nothing was wrong, a shemale more naked than naked and sporting an apparently permanently hard clitty. I could feel his eyes drinking me as I signed for the envelope.
“Good day, miss,” he winked as he turned and walked away.
I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have his cock inside of me. My eyes followed that shapely butt of his while he walked back toward his truck.
“Some lesbian,” I heard Delilah titter behind me.
“Definitely bisexual, no matter what she says,” my wife agreed.
I fell to my knees and held up the FedEx envelope. I felt it plucked from my hand.
“Nice try,” Mistress Pamela said, “ but I don’t think you’re clear on the whole instant obedience concept. Probably because you’ve not given much thought to the consequences.”
With that she grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to my feet. Staggering in my heels I was led into the living room. My ex-wife sat on the long sofa and ordered me across her lap. I was too afraid to protest. She was still wearing the short silk robe and so the near naked skin of my lap merged with her warm flesh. Already I could feel my cock throbbing in my panties.
“You need to be very clear of your position here, Candy. Yes, we have the video of you getting fucked by half of the US Navy and Alvin’s video that we could run your reputation with. But those things aren’t discipline, they’re power. Over you.” With that she yanked my panties down to my knees, freeing my stiff erection. “This is discipline.”
With practiced rhythm my ex rained openhanded blows on my soft, round asscheeks, using such force I wondered why her hand didn’t hurt, until I could only concentrate on how my butt was on fire. I didn’t buck or try to get away, knowing that would only make things even worse, feeling tears of pain run down my face. And, to my horror, clitty got even harder.
Ten minutes later my ass hurt so bad I felt like I’d not sit down for a month. Mistress Pamela ordered me to get back on my knees, kiss her feet, and thank her for correcting me. As I pressed my lips to my former bride’s toes, I felt an inexplicable contentment, as if somehow I was enjoying this. And when I thanked her, I actually meant it.
What is happening to me?
At Mistress Pamela’s command I returned to cleaning the entire kitchen: all of the dishes washed and dried by hand, every surface wiped and dusted, the parquet floor swept and mopped and waxed.
As I knelt on the parquet I watched nervously as Delilah and my ex-wife inspected my work. They both wore leather caps, thigh high spike heel boots, and leather corsets that exposed their breasts and pussies. Apparently their first BDSM client of the day was due any minute.
Pam finished her evaluation and nodded curtly. “It could be better, but it will do for your first time.” She reached into her boot top, extracted a slip of paper and handed it to me. “Here’s the list for your usual Friday cleaning duties. As soon as —”
The doorbell chimed again.
“Ah,” she said. “That will be our first appointment. Let him in and escort him down to the dungeon. Then start on this list.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I said.
I started to walk away. She froze me in my tracks saying my name.
“Yes, Mistress?”
“You’d better never again make either of us remind you to walk sexily when you’re wearing heels. Now go.”
Putting more grind into my ass, I glided out to the foyer and opened the front door. The client was a man in his forties with capped teeth and a ten thousand dollar wristwatch. He looked in awe at me as I struck a pose, my nipples are erect as my clitty.
“Are you a new mistress?” he breathed. He was clearly a submissive.
“I’m a servant. For now. Follow me,” I said crisply, gracefully pivoting on my heels and leading the way to the dungeon. I could feel his eyes on my naked ass, and I loved it.
* * *
Five hours later I collapsed into a heap on the lawn out next to the pool. The sheer bra and panties clung to my sweaty body. It had been a morning like none I’d even known: vacuuming the entire 4000 square foot ranch home, dusting every surface, every piece of furniture, every little knickknack.
When I staggered out to the poolside I saw from the terrace view that Pam and Delilah had done quite well for themselves indeed, for their property was somewhere just north of Mulholland, overlooking the east valley from Studio City to Burbank.
And my house down there. Or their house, really, I thought wryly. I had been living under their thumb all along.
Hang yourself
Is that how your daddy died: from a belt on a doorknob, dick in hand, watching pedo porn?
This place has been dead for a long time.
Fuck yourselves you entitled cunts
You dont pay for shit
If you hate someone for not giving you free shit, you’re a fkn hobo.
You try drawing something new every week and not getting paid for it, seeing how your “fans” wont even turn off adblock or visit advertisers.
Worst fan base ever.
Least sonic faggots and MLP shits actually buy merch.
Collectively kill yourselves.
I don’t know what you’ve been reading but those haters have left. It’s just us, those that miss his artwork. Yet we understand the boy has been on the grind for years giving us A1 content for years. At the very least he deserves a break. That’s just fair.
He’s coming in December.
Or unless the liberal get him first, then he’s fucked.
I am sad… I come and check almost every day … I miss you shad
:( I hope there’s more to cum.
this sucks fuck you
Nelson Mandela died in prison. His death was since covered up so a controlled president of South Africa could be installed posing as him. Many other changes have since been made to both further solidify the “Mandela Effect” as just a cool little psychological phenomenon and also further test and bend the gullibility of today’s population. Hollywood has made a movie on the subject to direct people’s imagination on the cause of this effect towards the spiritual/supernatural and away from the truth.
Let’s gooooooooo
Good night, sweet prince. May flights of dickgirls sing thee to thy rest.
Let’s go for 10k boys
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Is this Pewdiepie when he said the N word?
Shad if you can read this: Stay away as long as you possibly can. We tryna get this bitch over 9000. Also we don’t deserve you.
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Oh no no no he tried it
Finish your old comics then leave
i love the brother and step sister stuff plz make some more
Broskie out here just not posting, like wtf my man lol its been almost two months wya. I miss my boy shad
we love u shad plz come back i may not be old enough in my country to see this stuff but i still love it
everyone fucking hates you now shad <33
Omg dude pls
Dude every time am horny i check this website just in case i dont comment at all i just read THE comments bit i feel like i should contribute to the 5k mark so HI and we miss you shad because theres no art style like yours bud and check futapo dot com if you are still horny
Same
He got in jail cuz he uploaded porn on the university’s website (sorry my english is bad)
I don’t think he’s coming back guys
Shad, we miss you.
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Update on Shadman. He was taken by the liberals
We like him too.
5K here we come!
Finally, 4k
This nig fr passed away
He’s Gone.
We finally got him.
4000th post! Suck it weebs.
Nice try retard
4k, we did it. I expect 10k by the time shad gets back
there is semen in the comments
there is semen on the comments
No nut july day 49
My kik is Emipes
send me something and i’ll send something equivalent <3
Shad needs to do something about these bots man. Ruining the comment section
Looking for small dick subs to dominate msg me on kik: itsmorgiez
He said on twitter he’ll be back in December
Lazy fuck
Shut up retard you’re the one coming here expecting fap material
And?
have some respect for him dude, the guy has personal life
RIP Shad. 6/30/2020
Shad you were the best please come back
shoot yourselves
kik me @thiccthighmiki . Looking for sissies and fat cock.
Kik me @FrozenParticle if you’re tryna kiss some boy cheeks.
Hope you ok
I can beat Hollow Knight twice before he uploads lol
I wanna see that FBI MILF fucked again by two young Boys! Giving her a messy facial! Would be awesome! Don’t leave is Shad!
Bruh, u need to draw some gay black ass niggas taking that big horse D 🏇 up they raunchy asses!