Love's Labours Lost

Sisters

The first images have emerged from the depths of the Right Shagging Company of our Lord rehearsing for his *part* in LLL.

Notice Bellino in the back of one of these pics.

The third pic makes me *wibble* Oh the stubble, Sister Shagwell... the stubble.

Tennant x

Holy Jihad to my Broadband Provider!!!

This Sister is NOT happy. I have returned, yet again, from the wilderness that is broadband hell. We must declare holy jihad Sisters, on the crappy,shite, brutal provider that is vodafone (grrrrrr).

For more days than I wish to look back upon, this Sister was forced to withdraw to Tennant-land to think happy thoughts about our lord 10" (not that this in itself is a bad thing), rather than gaze upon the many gorgeous images to be found on the t'interweb! It is unthinkable that a Sister should be kept from her holy works due to the bastarding, shite and pisspoor quality of the morons at vodafone.

Aaaaahhhhh. I have finished my rantings; and thanks to a miracle of technology (and a major rant at the moron in vodafone) I find myself back online to perve like a good SOP should. And to cheer myself up - I trust that you will not be put out by this - I have included one of my all time favourite pictures of our lord and master. Please feel free to drool.

Tennant x

The Sister can be cultured!

Sisters, Novices, Acolyates and other sundry followers

As the only Sister left to Blog this week, I feel it my duty to write something profane – I mean profound – about our Time Lord and our imminent pilgrimage to ShakeyLand.

My thoughts have been directed this week very much towards our Lord and his heritage as a “Shakespearean Actor”. The above image of the Lord as Romeo (*thanks to Sister S*) set the scene with some dark and disturbing day dreams involving tongues, hands and the 10”, thinly clad in white cotton, pressing against my nether regions.

This has been swiftly followed by a video clip from the Lord as Angelo in Measure for Measure pressing an unwanted suit upon a poor unsuspecting maiden in a garden. http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=6JpTAaLi_Q8

His very masterful overpowering of the said maiden aroused wet bloomer making feelings amongst all the Sisters who had a collective intake of breath! Bad, bad David = hot, hot David *panting*

The upshot of all this Shakespeare is that I have accepted a challenge from Sister Bernie to write a Fic featuring the Lord based on the plot of Romeo and Juliet. *watch this space*

In conclusion, I have received a missive from Sister S from Hamburger a-go-go land. She is well, its 104o, and she has seen lots of Toymota Penises, though, Alas! None driven by the Lord himself of course!

We pray for her perverted soul as she worships the wise and mighty Baz in the sinful city of Las Vegas.

Tennant xxx

An Epiphany - Again!

Dearest Sisters,

For the past week I have confined myself to the Gutter Cupboard with numerous spatulas, punishing myself (gladly) for lewd and depraved thoughts about our Lord 10"'s bum. It is indeed a sight to behold and I felt I had to place a picture of said bum up here to remind myself of the naughty disgusting thoughts I have been having.

On another note, I have been extremely giddy and excitable of late due to the proximity of our pilgrimage to Stratford to worship our Lord as he threads the boards only feet away from us. Our Spiritual Retreat is now only 5wks, 2days away! As a result of this proximity, I was discussing our gathering on All Hallow's eve with Sister Shagwell. As our imaginings got the better of us regarding the Sisterhood worshipping at the hallowed ground known as the Stage Door, it came to me - an Epiphany!! Sisters, a new fic has formed in my depraved and filthy mind.

I shall post this fic in our hallowed Gutter as soon as may be possible. And I shall also edit said fic for publishing here on the blog - I feel it deserves to be placed before the 40" altar as it was the Sisterhood that inspired me!

Stay tuned for further revelations.


Tennant
xx

Farewell dear sisters...

Sisters

Tomorrow I depart these shores, destination Hamburger a go-go land to preach the word of our beloved and to call in on the God Damn Living Legend who is preaching to the great unwashed upon the stage at the Hilton, Las Vegas.

While I am away please pray for our Lord to keep him safe and to stop his wandering eye, hands, person..... Sister Septic foretells that our beloved is getting restless, and is looking for something new. I am praying that she is once again right and upon my return the "phone call" will have been made, however on this occasion I think it is more appropriate that a crayon drawing in bright colours is despatched to the child minder in Londoom. I am sure our Lord will save a small fortune in child minding fees.

The recent visions of our love have shown him to be in excellent health and have provided many hours of devotion for the sisterhood. Indeed the Novice is beside herself at the Lord's curtains. We pray for her soul and that come November our love will be wearing the spotty as a reward to Sister Chastity for all her perverted thoughts . We know how much this will mean to her and have alerted the emergency authorities to man the lifeboats.

Until my return, pray for me and my warped soul.

Tennant xx

Prayers...

I was worshipping at the 40" altar this good morning and was overcome to pray to our beloved.

Hail Perverts,
Full of smut,

The Lord of Time is with thee.

Blessed is he in tight pants among many, many women,

and blessed is the fruitof thy work, ACTING.

Holy Russell,Creator of smutdom,

pray for us perves now,

and at the hour prior to all transmissions

Tennant x

Hail Hammy,

Full of woe,

The Prince of Denmark is with grief.

Blessed art thou upon the thrust stage,

and blessed is the spatula used to relieve all sexual frustration,

OMFG!,

pray for us perverts now,

and at the line of “Count –ry Matters”

Tennant x

Repeat daily my sisters so we may truly embrace the 10".

My Plea to the Sisterhood...

I feel, as a Novice that I must prove myself to you, Sisters and show that I am worthy to be part of the Unholy Order.

The Lad has been a part of my life now for 4 years and each day my innocence has wiltered away and I've succumbed to a life of Guttering and Pervitude.

I eat, sleep and breathe the 10" and not a day goes by when I am not perving- be it in the Gutter, our spiritual home or on t'other side- scavving pics and trying to keep my unholy thoughts in order.

As a very learned Novice with a lot of knowledge about The Lad, I was wondering if perhaps it is time for me to take my unholy communion and become a fully-fledged sister? I am more than ready to devote my life to perving and no other will ever enter my mind (including the 'loife devil-men.) So, what do you say?

Tennant.

New Hymn to the Ten-Inch

Sisters, I felt we needed a new Hymn to celebrate our upcoming Pilgrimage to Shakeyland. So Sing with me.....

Dear TimeLord and shagger of womankind,
Forgive our fangirl ways!
Un-clothe us in our sinful mind,
Impurer lives thy service find,
In deeper pervitude praise.
In deeper pervitude praise.

In simple trust like theirs who heard,
Beside the Thrust Stage there,
The gracious calling of the Lord,
Let us, like them, without a word
Rise up and Stage Door thee.
Rise up and Stage Door thee.

O Sabbath rest in Shakey Land!
O calm the theatre of the Court,
Where the Sisters kneel to share with thee
Their silent sexual generosity,
Interpreted by love!
Interpreted by love!

Give thy dews of milky kindness,
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our Sisters only confess,
The beauty of thy 10”.
The beauty of thy 10”.

Release through the heat of our desire
Thy saltiness and flame;
Let flesh be numb, let thoughts inspire;
Erupt through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
Be still, 10” of fame!
Be still, 10” of fame!

Greetings, Sisters....

...I have indeed returned from my jaunt to foreign shores, spreading the good word of the 10" himself. "Lets get this road on the show" I commented to my mother as we boarded the vessel bringing me back to our holy place of worship. He was never far from my mind as I allowed myself many unholy thoughts. And no attention was paid to the 'loife boys, the devil personified.
I am back now to continue my worship.
Tennant xxxx