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February 12, 2006
100% true story
At various points in the night, I was woken up by a man (men?) looking for "Katya".
At 8 am I finally screamed, "Stop calling me!!!" I wondered why he was being so doggedly persistent, as though if he redialed enough times, Katya would eventually appear at the wrong number. I wondered what cruel woman had given him a made-up number.
And then a few minutes ago, another number I didn't recognise showed up on my cell phone.
"Hello. I am replying to your ad on craigslist."
"Uh, what ad?"
"The ad about domination."
"Wrong fucking number!"
So I put two and two together, run to the computer, do a search for "Katya" under Craig's List Erotic Services, and lo and behold: my number is one of two listed in a posting advertising that an "Extreme Russian Dominatrix is Ready to Make You Her Bitch".
THE MINUTE YOU ENETER MY ROOM, I will kick your balls so badly that your eye will get red. Then I will grab you by your small pathetic cock , and will make you scream for mercey.SPECIALTIES INCLUDE BUT NOT LIMITED TO:
-BONDAGE
-COCK AND BALL TORTURE
(ball busting, crushing, cock whipping, cock cruching under my heels, stretching, forsking torture , branding)
I called the other number listed and got a woman with an obviously Russian accent, who denied everything. Well, she knows now that a typo is costing her business, whether or not she wants to admit to it.
Kind of wimpy for an extreme dominatrix, don't you think?
Posted by michele at February 12, 2006 3:55 PM
Comments
That's pretty frightening stuff - hope he didn't enjoy your 'wrong fucking number!' too much.
Posted by: RuKsaK at February 18, 2006 9:42 AM