Let me tell you a story of transformation, Freedom, and empowerment, a journey into the world of Ft. Knoxxx, the notorious exotic dancer and escort.

It all started with my ex, a man who both destroyed me and set me free. He saw something in me that even I didn't know existed—a wild, unharnessed desire yearning to break free. He pushed me, egged me on to step out of my comfort zone and into the limelight. But this wasn't about a simple confidence boost; it was an extreme journey into the realm of the extraordinary.

The EX's Take: yeah - I wanted her to be sexy but I did not know she had a whore inside her yearning to be set free! Lol!

He encouraged me to enter the world of IFBB bodybuilding and get over my inhibitions, forcing me onto that stage in a tiny bikini and thong, which was the best thing anyone had ever done for me. The lights were blinding, the crowd intimidating, but the rush of adrenaline was unlike anything I'd ever felt. We both agreed to get me a giant set of implants to get the judges' attention and because I craved attention. I realized then that I craved the spotlight, the attention that came with being bold and daring. He encouraged me to wear tight-fitting clothing when working out at the gym and picked out tiny, very inappropriate, sexy workout outfits for me. His daring me to wear borderline slutty workout outfits and work out in a gym full of guys helped me come out of my shell and develop my flirtatious nature. My ex-husband kept encouraging me and goading me into more daring public displays and adventures.

The EX's Take: yeah - She was all prim and proper and not the least bit outgoing...I was just trying to get her to loosen up and get her out of her shell.

When he saw I was more than game and became comfortable with guys gawking at me - club and bar adventures became our new playground. Wet t-shirt contests, best legs competitions, and risqué dance-offs captivated my newfound adventurous spirit. But my ex kept wanting me to do more and more, he urged me to venture further into the realms of debauchery. House parties became my stage, where I stripped down to a bikini for his friends, their eyes fixated on my every move. The whispers and murmurs only added to the thrill. At some point, I started not telling my ex what his friends started telling me what they wanted to do to me if I was ever divorced.

The EX's Take: I got a bit caught up in it too to be honest - she looked really good with the bigger tits. Who wouldn't fantasize about her being a porn star?

Then came the night that changed everything. My ex started sending me alone to house parties for his friends (keep in mind I was doing this for free or a nominal amount like $50), fun and a little naughty, which helped to get the party going, or so I thought. But the moment I walked in, I knew this was different. The guys were rowdy, their eyes lustful, and the alcohol flowed freely. Before long, I found myself being pulled into a circle, their hands all over me, whispering lewd suggestions.

The EX's Take: she loved the attention, and the parties were epic - she would always just take it up to the line and never cross it. She knew how to turn all the guys on and get them stiff.

Eventually, I gave in to his friends who were begging me to suck a good-looking friend's cock at a party in front of them. I had always liked him growing up, but we were always just friends. I always thought he was attractive. I know it was bad. It was so naughty, I just gave in and sucked his cock when he took it out, and put it in my hand, and dared me to suck it. They were so dirty and they loved that I sucked his cock in front of all of them. Then the next party, they begged me to suck two cocks in front of all of them...and they was calling me "mama's a little whore" and I could not get enough of the dirty talk. The attention was so thrilling. Then that led to three cocks at the next party. And because I wouldn't fuck them because I didn't want to do that to my husband - I began let them use toys on me, and then it just felt so good when they started slipping in a tongue and licking my asshole before sticking the vibrator in - I just snapped - and started taking them in the back room and l just started fucking as many as I could, and that led to multiple guys getting me some weed and ectasy and fucking me more and more at parties in the living room (of which I was not paid to do - just dancing) in front of everyone. Each time the rush was more and more. Until one of my Ex's friends filmed me getting fucked by three of his friends and asked me to wave to the camera when I was high as fuck and tell my husband how much of a slut I like being at parties. I put my hand over my face, watching the video as he was pumping me in the ass when I said it -watching him thrust in and out telling my husband I was a dumb naughty whore on camera - I couldn't deny it to my husband - I failed him. I was drunk and outta control, and the truth be told, a little bit of ecstasy was probably more than involved. I was being a stupid whore that night, I admit it, somehow I think I wanted to get caught.... He filed for divorce the next day and made me watch all the videos sent to him to shame me. I tried to joke - "you gotta admit it was hot!" I said laughing. He took everything from me, the bank account and the credit cards, and destroyed my clothes - which coincidentally made me want to have more sex to put money in my bank account, but I realized he gave me everything and newfound freedom.

The EX's Take: there were all of these guys wanting her to dance, and I was making money on the side - I wasn't paying her anything, and they were paying me $150 to $350 for her to show up. I had no idea she was fucking everyone till I got that video of three dudes fucking my wife - and she was so into it. It was humiliating.

He was so hurt when he found out, and he went around telling people how much of a whore I was for fucking so many of his friends behind his back for so long. He got himself a better set of friends. He tried his best to turn my family against me.

The EX's Take: she was a confirmed slut and cum dumpster at that point, can you blame me - she still is a slut and cumdumpster.

He got a reputation as the guy whose ex was a thrill-seeking slut. But he was still thinking of me even though I had wronged him so badly. His anger manifested when he told some of his black friends about me and how to click with me. I had never been with a black man before. He knew I was a little bit of a racist.

The EX's Take: yeah - I was pissed and I wanted them to fuck the ever living shit out of her so she realized how dangerous this was. She was so racist and said she would never fuck a black guy - but my buddy Darnell was up to the task.

He told his black friend Darnell to fuck the shit out of me with some of Darnell's homies if they got the chance, and if I went with the flow, to fuck me on a pool table in a busy bar and quoting him "destroy her pussy and asshole and be very, very, very rough with her and make her regret being a party whore." His intent was for his black friends to gangbang me and disgrace me in public. But the plan - it backfired. I was so turned on - like a switch flipped in my brain. Darnell approached me, and with my ex's help and coaching, I went out on a few dates with him.

The EX's Take: yeah - I made her the best cum dumpster in the land.

Darnell wanted me to meet up with him and his homies, and they took me to an all black bar. It was a dive bar, and they got me toasted ass drunk and asked me to do a little dance in the bar, and I did. Darnell then allowed guys who wanted to take pics with me to take pics with me after a tame gogo and some lap dancing. The drinks were flowing but I stayed in my sweatpants and crop top. Then a guy asked if he could get pictures of them groping my chest. I said he had to take that up with Darnell, laughingly. To my surprise, Darnell said it was fine!!! So there I am sitting on guys' laps with their hands on my chest. I wasn't complaining. The drinks kept coming, my face was warm, and then Darnell encouraged me to take my shirt off for pictures, for guys grabbing my chest with only my bra on. Then the entire bar started chanting "take it off....take it off ... take it off." I said "no!" with a smile. Darnell encouraged me to take off my bra and expose my tits after asking the bartender if it was okay. I teased them a bit by saying, "Well, hel,l I should right? I mean I already have my shirt off, what is the harm?" "Right?" After a bit, I gave in and exposed my breasts, and I had a few pics taken with the guys with them, grabbing my bare breasts and getting my nipples hard.

The EX's Take: yeah - what's the harm in a white girl gogo dancing in an all black bar at night and then taking your top off? What did you think would happen?

A guy asked Darnell if it was okay to get a pic of him sucking one of my nipples, and he would pay $25, and at this point, Darnell had not even seen me naked or sucked on a nipple. He said it was okay with him if it was okay with me. I was shocked - I said no because I could not do that to my date, but then Darnell came over and said it was okay (that it was very hot), so a total stranger latched on to my nipple as I was mouth wide open in shock and then he said wait a moment got a photo of himself sucking on both of my nipples. I was getting really turned on at this point. A few more guys got pics aggressively sucking on my nipples. The bartender got some whip cream for my nipples.

The EX's Take: of course, the bartender got whipped cream for your nipples....fuck, I would have at that point too.

Then, at one point, I had two guys, one on each nipple and one stranger was rubbing my pussy through my sweatpants as my eyes rolled back into my head and I started to moan lightly - I heard "Oh boy its about to get good!" and he guided my hand down his sweatpants where there was waiting a huge, rock hard cock waiting for me to stroke. Then everyone took a step forward to see me stroking him - and I was smiling. And I was like, "Wow, he really likes me too." And then the other guy pulled my hand down his gym shorts, and a big black hard cock was there as well. And I pulled it out of his pants and I was stroking him. I said, "I think these aren't pictures that will be put on Facebook." I laughed "maybe pronhub!" I looked at Darnell and he is recording everything on his phone and I take the other ones cock out - and I am just standing there bare chested and stroking both their cocks while my boyfriend is recording. They were pulsating in my hands and I said "well Darnell?" I shrugged my shoulders as I turned and and bent over to suck his cock. The other one pulled down my sweatpants and I stepped out of them and I was being spit roasted in an all black bar. I was fucking their cocks like a good party whore.

The EX's Take: Mom and Dad is too proud of this whore - being proud to be gangbanged in bar is just fucking warped! There are these things called STDs...

After one jizzed in my face - Darnell came over and grabbed me by the neck and stood me up and said, "Now it's time to play fuck the party whore" and walked me over laid me back on the pool table, and started fucking me - he said "choo choo" and I smiled with wet cum still on my face and laughed and he just pounded me harder. They took turns ass fucking me and then sticking it in my mouth. It was so wonderfully degrading. They were screaming at me "Do you like the taste of your own ass" and all I could think to say was "I love the taste of my own ass!" They were brutal and publicly disgraced me by taking me out in the street abd theparking lot and gangbanging me on top of a car by many BBCs that night, and they pushed me to the limits, they tried to break me, and I loved it and wanted more. While they were worn out and gave me their all, I stood above them all at the end of the night and proclaimed, "I win!" That is when Darnell told me that my ex arranged all of this to teach me a lesson.

The EX's Take: She fucked a bar full of black guys and some bystanders on the street and then some strangers in a convenience store and the uber driver. - yeah she is a whore.....or is she a slut? She did it all for free? What a dumb fucking whore!

That is when we made a video for him of the 8 guys I drained in the bar in the background with cum still on my face and dripping from my chin that I stated I loved it and will most definitely be doing this again for free.

And she did fuck a lot of black guys and also went to a black stripper club and started fucking the guys in the VIP room and then in the bar across the way before it was closing.

There was my husband helping me come out of my shell and get rid of my hangups. Again, he went to Facebook, TikTok, and Instagram to disparage me. But guess what, it only helped me get more dancing business and a chance to meet more people.

The EX's Take: I regret getting Darnell and his homies involved.

I went to visit him and told him - hey, you are good at telling people what a whore I am, why not help me out with my website? He said no at first, and I said "What if the other girls I was now working with would show an interest in you?" He thought it over for a week and then added the caveat that he gets to fuck me when he wants, and he can put me through a public disgrace party once a month. We agreed, and Bachelorpartygirls.fun was born.

The EX's Take: Hey I get good money and I get to fuck some whores for free!

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