The Blue Door Club is a sex club for swingers. No secret about that. But within the Blue Door Club there is a much smaller and very exclusive, very extreme inner club. I refer to the Black Door Club.

I have been a member of this inner circle for a few years and a couple of years ago, after she experienced her sexual and physcal transformation from the defeated frump I left sobbing and begging for my cock when I dumped her, to today's femme fatale and post menopausal anorexia poster girl, Miriam Osmelak also became a member.

However this is the story of how I, Michael Walsh, became a member.

If you examine my very erotic profile pics, you might understand.

I know I'm close to PERFECTION in my HOT BODY and BI-SEXUALITY and I don't bother to pretend otherwise. As I arrogantly see it, the world exists for HOT FUCK GODS like me. My  PROFOUND VANITY excites me  and I love it when I'm being checked out by young chicks and guys. I've got the body and libido of a 30 year old, I look borderline dangerous and my STUNNING COCK seeks out dark interludes of pleasure every day. My BALLS bulge seductively in my scrotum and lust is in the air. 

It's a warm night and I am dressed in pencil thin, light weight, black designer jeans and a clinging white T shirt. My COCK and SCROTUM are held provocatively in a tiny white silk G String pouch. The pouch is pushing my MANHOOD against the fabric of my jeans and the outline of my cock is visible for all the world to see. Just how I like it. I love watching people asa they look at my obscenely displayed cock. I'm a gorgeous man and I'm all man. Why hide it? My outfit is completed by my black cowboy boots. 

The people around me are simply my playthings, to be discarded or broken at will, because I am now a GOD in human form. They are the marionettes and I am the FUCK GOD that pulls their strings. As I contemplate the scene a powerful wave of MY LOVE FOR MYSELF wells up within me and its warmth and romance  envelops me and my lust for my GORGEOUS BODY IS STIRRED. 

Hurriedly I find an empty female washroom off a luxury hotel lobby and shut myself in. With the shaking hands of a besotted lover, I begin to fling my clothes off. I must be naked and when I am, chest heaving, this wave of undiluted love has me almost in tears. I lean back against the cold tiles on the  wall, stretch out sensuously, and then I begin to passionately FUCK MY HOT BODY. I begin to wank shamelesly. As shamelesly as I first dry wanked when I was 5 years old or as shamelesly as when my friend Steven and I dry wanked as we watched each other shitting when we were 7 years old... 

As my excitement increases I open the stall door just enough to partially expose myself - and my beautiful man lust - to any passer by. I'm waiting to be caught. I've masturbated in female toilets before, but this the first time I have courted exposure. I want to expose my SICK LUST for my own beautiful body and I want to do it as I lie wanking on the floor of a female toilet... I want everyone to know that I ADORE MASTURBATING...

Then the door to the lobby opened and I heard the click of high heels. But something was not right because it seemed that there were not enough clicks... A moment passed as I slid across the cold tiles and fully opened the stall door... My face was bright red and I was almost sobbing with a mixture of fear and lust... But I was still stroking my cock and I wanted this confrontation... I want to display my wanking at its dirty, degrading best...

Then we saw each other. She was a tall BABE with long black hair, perfectly white skin and she was wearing a black leather body suit. She was HOT and that was a surprise, but what was even hotter was that she was damaged. There was a large, wrinkled scar down the right side of her severe, domineering face. I also noticed, but didn't have time to consider the implications, that one of her boots was built up a few centimetres.

She looked down at my contorted, wanking body and sneered before speaking:

"Who's a dirty little boy then? 

Hiding in the girl's toilet and wanking... What a hero you are... I suppose you think that is extreme?

I could shit on you little boy but why should I do you the honour of coming into contact with my perfect bum chocolate?

Now look at you Michael... You're blushing like a virgin... Yes, you look surprised, I do know quite a bit a lot about you, including your name, and I have been following you... I've also locked the door so that we won't be disturbed...

Now, let me explain, I am the Black Queen and I am proud to be the custodian of a great Cruelist future for this world... I am also Adolf Hitler's test tube baby daughter and I have been enhanced beyond the capabilities of any ordinary woman... I am a proud uber bitch and a part of a new master race... But enough about me...

Should I call the police because you must be a SICK PERVERT and you should be exposed and anally raped every night in prison... Yes that's right Mr Ice Man, Mr Tough Guy, how long do you think your "I haven't cried since I was 5 years old" persona would last in there? You'd be balling like a sook on the first night. Fuck, you're almost balling now.

Your delicious cunt of a mother Thelma has told me about the time she caught you wanking and made you cry like a baby in front of your first GF who then dumped you and told everyone that you had a little boy's impotent cock.

Or is there another option...

You see Michael Walsh I know a lot about you... 

I know that you are getting old... Despite your efforts to the contrary, time is catching up with you... The young guys down at the beach have already begun sniggering behind your back about your attempts to keep up with them... In another ten years you'll be laughed off the beach... Your muscle tone will be gone and your leathery tanned skin will be sagging into hideous old man folds... Your scrotum will lose its tension and your weak, shrinking old man balls will hang pendulously... Your semen will dry up and what little is left will look like drops of watery pus...

The hottest female you've known wouldn't give you a child and then left you for a younger man. And she gave him a child...

What will you do when Carla and Lauren decide that they both need real men that are closer to their own ages... They will leave you and you will be alone... All your babes leave... And that was fine when you were still gorgeous and in the full flower of your manhood... Will you be able to have a Carla and a Lauren in 15 years time? 

Or will you be a dirty old man who hides in toilets and wanks? You've even started doing it now...

Lauren has a young boyfriend on the side now... She can see the future... And she's already taking another man into her sweet little vagina... You'll be alone, you'll be childless, your body will be failing... You might then become impotent and you'll be reduced to dry wanking and weeping to fill in the days until your pathetic death... And you won't be a man anymore... You will no longer have the manhood you so value...

As for current times, I know that you have raped women and escaped punishment... I've watched a few of those and I must admit I was so wet afterwards... I do love to see a cunt brutalised... If they are informed by the victims the police will also think that you strangled Meg just so that you could fuck her dead cunt... 

I also wonder how much respect you'll get when I tell people of what I have seen late at night in your beach house when you are alone... For example, I presume that you have not actually had the pleasure of tasting a woman's shit? You write about it a lot but have you ever actually eaten some female filth fudge?

What else could explain your recent experimentation with eating your own shit? I loved watching you do that.

I could go on..."

I was both horrified and further aroused by what I had heard and now I could hold back no longer and my beautiful semen gushed out onto the tiled floor.

Composing myself with man custard still dribbling out of my cock I asked her what she wanted me to do.

"That's simple Michael Walsh...

I want you to fully commit yourself to evil by joining my Cruelist party... Be depraved and sick to the maximum... We both know you want this... 

I selected you for a reason that must remain a secret at present, but I can tell you that your most appealing quality is your sick mind... Your ideal sex is dirty... Your ideal sex has no fondness in it... It is my sort of sex and, once you become a Cruelist, I will expect you to observe no restrictions on being sick, depraved and very, very cruel.

But first, you must show your obedience by licking up all that dirty boy custard filth from the tiles... And then I want to see you drink from the toilet bowl and lick that streak of girl shit off the side while you're at it... And I want you to think about hot babes squeezing out perfect little shits into the bowl as you do this task... Pretend It was Miriam Osemlak or Lina Raso who took a shit if you want... Or Jan Weight or Gerry Hilton...

And, as you're doing that, with anus unguarded and vulnerable, I will order my German Shephard pack leader Max to lick that anus and then penetrate into your rectum with his tongue... 

Max knows what a true Cruelist dirthole should taste like, after all he does my own with that rough tongue of his every night and I reward him with a cigar shaped morsel of my chocolate into his food bowl, so he will make the final decision about you. 

And so, with mounting excitement I became a "Cruelist".

You see I love being MALE and the whole focus of my life and being is my MANHOOD'S RAMPANT SEXUALITY. I think of myself as a MORAL OUTLAW, with my COCK as my only guide to right and wrong. In other words, if it's good for my LUST ENGORGED COCK then that makes it right. Of course my actions will sometimes then seem bad - I have even heard the word "evil" used about me in this context - to those that get in my way. I sneer at them and I spit on every religion because my MY COCK is MY ONLY GOD and I worship its beauty and power every day.

However, although I'm 56 years old, I HAVE NO CHILDREN... Firing blanks? No, my SPROG is laden with healthy SPERM. 

I have chosen to be DEFIANTLY CHILDLESS at a time when the innocence and value of children is affirmed everywhere... I have not only REFUSED TO LOVE A CHILD and NOT CONSENTED TO THE CREATION OF ONE but, I have gone still further, AND I HAVE FORCED THE ABORTION of ALL THE PREGNANCIES that my COCK has SEEDED in the WOMBS OF MY WIVES andGFs. And, embracing what might be called EVIL by the morally inclined, I HAVE TAKEN PLEASURE in the PROCESS and OUTCOME of each of these acts of LIFE DENIAL. I have thwarted my own seed and I have delighted in my ability to snuff out a life before it has begun.

I killed my babies and made my women hollow and barren.

Am I SICK or am I EVIL? Am I doing something very bad and very wrong? Will I burn in Hell? Or am I just a gorgeous man with a superb cock and semen in abundance.

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