*1) Culture is what we create and what we TOLERATE.

*2) The culture I want to be a part of does NOT contain Nazis because not only are they pretty uncool, but they are also cruel, lacking imagination, and quite frankly boring (do they ever have new ideas other than blame the darker person?)

As we begin 2025, I want to declare very clearly to my readers. With what the Nazis did to the LGBT community (and everyone else from the Romani people on down the line), I hold no punches and take no prisoners.

Nazi Lives Do Not Matter.

Now, it’s been a “damn hot minute”

…and now all my stories are \”Hot to Go!\” Shout out to the great and pensive Chappel Roan. Although I\’d rather be down at the \”Pink Pony Club\” of my choice, I\’m getting ready for a big move.

$2.99 for 5 stories?! FIVE Hucow Enemas!

These hucows have all gotten themselves into some really dirty messes as they prepare to work on the farm along side of their bulls. The only solution, for their varying range of problems, is to be cleansed inside and out so that they can once again properly enjoy themselves and their time on the farm with their bulls. This bundle contains a bit of everything in the hucow world ranging from pleasure to pain and all the way back again.

Warning: This bundle contains very strong medical themes featuring enemas, restraints, and heavy impact play in addition to its softer elements of romance, wooing and love. Click here if you are interested!https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CRX49R94

It\’s also the time of resolutions and fresh starts. To celebrate finally looking at my data for the last few months, I\’m going to put all my #enemasmut on sale! So, if you\’re into the #medicalerotica side of Bessie Blanco, here\’s your chance to get some of her stuff on the CHEAP.

I\’ve almost got the new covers. Hopefully. Going to be putting a bunch of stuff on sale with the new stories coming out.

That said, I have several projects spinning up, and I\’m also trying to wind down Space Milk and a Susan\’s Hucow Adventure series.

The most recent is Darcy and her Hucow Swingers\’ Cruise. Here\’s a little sample for you to enjoy: \”After Midnight.\”

WARNING–Everything below this line is NSFW

Decadence After Midnight (Rough Draft Start)

Darcy rubbed down the front of her see-through gown. It had been quite an eventful night getting here, and it was only 7:30 pm7:30 pm. With the party slated to go on until the wee hours of the morning, she had ample chance to sate any lusts she still harbored after her recent divorce.

Southern Decadence was here. It was when the French Quarter was transformed into a large cluster of consenting adults down for debauchery. Darcy had arrived in New Orleans only a few hours earlier. According to her secretary, the \”Hucow\” package cruise she purchased departed at 7 am sharp. Until then, the lavish \”pre-boarding\” party was underway in the hotel dining room. With the carnival air set in the fall, Darcy wandered through the glowing courtyard illuminated with red lanterns. Every tree and window wore decorations themed around autumn splendor. Pumpkins, gardens, and various apples and greenery accentuated the scene.

Darcy couldn\’t say what had made her book the package, and as she silently contemplated the life that brought her to this point, she heard \”Don\’t worry!\” from a petite blonde. The tiny woman looked a treat in her bellhop uniform, tightly fitted to reveal her massive breasts. \”If it\’s not what you want, you can change your conditions at any time—well, anytime before the cruise sails!\” She let out a low laugh. \”In ten years of doing this, no one has ever asked to be brought back to port.\” Darcy blushed. Her dark fantasy was too dark to speak. But here, in this relaxed atmosphere of debauchery, revelry, and sexuality, Darcy knew that she wouldn\’t have to talk. Her booking and selections kept those securely tucked away from any uninvolved in her cruise. She had decided to go with the Triple Diamond Platinum package. According to the brochure, she would be \”assigned\” by a handler who specialized in her fetish and who was guaranteed to bring her to the heights of passion. She had been burned one too many times by intolerant partners who didn\’t understand her or her need to become a hucow. With her level of affluence, she could ensure all her future partners would not be repulsed. Instead, they would be thrilled and rejoiced because their need to milk women was great.

The petite blonde extended an envelope to her with a milky soft hand. Trembling, Darcy realized this paper sealed her destiny for the week. In it was the name of the man or men who would be her handler. She giggled slightly excitedly as she lifted the flap and stared at the elegant calligraphy.

\”You are fortunate. Master Black is one of the best hucow farmers we have.\” The blonde had reappeared over her shoulder, but now she was holding a leather crop. Proceed to room 7b, where you\’ll begin your weeklong transformation into a hucow.

Darcy found the door marked with a golden 7b the size of her torso. Her hand instinctively touched the lettering as it glittered in the low light. It was cool and smooth to the touch, but it was very metallic. A voice from her side startled her as she gazed at the door, wondering at the mysteries beyond.

\”One day soon, I\’m going to tie you up by your tits to a fence post and allow all the men of the boat to see what an incredible specimen of a hucow I\’ve got. Who knows, I might even let a few fuck you if they treat me right first.\” The man beside her reached for the door.

\”I am Master Black.\” He reached forward to open the door for her, extending a gloved hand. \”I read your entire profile with great delight. I have not had a natural hucow in quite some time now, and I am over the moon thrilled at your requests. This will be such a fun trip for me, and I literally can guarantee it will be for you. Are you ready?\”

\”I\’m ready.\” Darcy smiled as she passed over the threshold and into a space filled with luxurious silks, couches, benches, fountains, and a buffet of food in the corner.

Mr. Black led her to a recliner and motioned for her to sit down. He clapped his hands and said, \”Marcos, bring out the ginger plug.\”

Darcy began to fidget on the leather recliner.

Pulling out a four-inch fig of ginger, he raised it to her face to allow her to smell it.
\”Take in that scent, my lovely. For soon, you\’ll be begging me to pull it out of your inflamed asshole. The sweeter you are, the faster I\’ll pull it out. However, I have to tell you, I do enjoy watching women on the Fig. I hope, for your sake, it doesn\’t ruin the intensity of the enema. Some women get so wrapped up in the release of the burn that they forget to orgasm. Don\’t let that happen to you. The key to being a good hucow is to be able to orgasm during and despite the discomfort.

Most say that the discomfort causes the orgasm to be more fantastic. I do love fucking a woman\’s ass that\’s been freshly cleansed and figged. It does something to the lining of the ass that makes it seem to grip the shaft of the penis better. The doctors I\’ve talked to say that the tissues are inflamed because of the irritant and swelling as part of a reaction. All I can say is 5that all that swelling creates the best anal sex for me 5that I\’ve ever had. So while it might be more uncomfortable for you to be fucked in a tight ass, it\’s actually for the best because it takes me such little time to orgasm. Before I started this process, it would take me fuckings a woman\’s ass for forty or forty minutes. Most were in pain and spent by that point. I get off in three to four minutes by providing more friction through significant tissue swelling.

Now, those three to four minutes can be the most amazing sex you\’ve ever had, or they can be harmful. The trick is to loosen up your muscles and relax. One of the most significant ways to prepare you to relax is to clean your bowels with water. Did you know that this used to be a more practiced thing? People would do enemas for their health. Of course, it was a complete bunk, but what a sexual rush to have your innards cleaned and prepared for fucking.

Now, come quickly and get her into place. The people put her on her back with her bottom suspended over a bench and bucket. It was a crude setup with one purpose: catch the spend from the huge enema suspended beside her filled with black fluid.
\”That\’s right. It\’s a Southern thing! Have you ever heard of a molasses enema? It would be appropriate for the environment here in the Deep South. It tends to cause some severe cramping, but don\’t worry; this balloon catheter will make sure it all stays in place until I decide it\’s done its work.

Darcy waited as he lubed her exposed ass hole and began inserting the tube that would carry the foul liquid deep into her belly. As he unscrewed the top to attach it to the hose, Darcy could swear she smelled ginger.

\”Yes, in addition to using the ginger to tighten your all, I find introducing it to the entire lower colon is helpful. I like to bottom out, and this lets me inflame your entire lower colon to take my cock more snuggly. Your poor ring, though, needs to stay tight. That\’s where this comes in; he took the end up and showed her that even after the end of the bulb was distended to the size of a baseball, the novel of the hose remained small. No matter how hard she pushed, she would never expel that monster, and the fluid would be stuck inside her until he decided to release it.

Her entire body relaxed as she realized there was no way to escape the fate she had requested.

\”Yes, good. Relax and cum when you feel the need. That\’s the only thing you must worry about for the next few hours.\”

Darcy felt as the expanding bulb was inserted into her asshole, freshly stripped by the whip. She sucked in a breath of air as Mr. Black\’s fingers penetrated her and pushed the plug into place. Soon, she felt the bulb inflate as he pumped the black ball in his hand. After four pumps, it felt like she needed to defecate, but after the fifth and sixth pumps, the feeling translated into something more full and dreadful. She was squirming as the warm, milky water squirted up into her bowels. The ginger caused an immediate burn, but the milk and molasses caused her to cramp to expel the noxious fluid.
Of course, the bulb in her ass prevented that, so her stomach was stuck in a cycle of teaching and churning without any way to relieve herself until Mr. Black unscrewed the bulb and let the torrent of water flow from her ass and down into the bucket for all to see.
A man from the crowd said, \”Oh look, she\’s starting to perspire, and it\’s only two minutes in. Oh, this is going to be wonderful to see her break on his cock. Oh, how she\’ll scream.