*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Do you live a kinky life or are you one of those vanilla boys? Can I count on you to be limit free or are you going to come with all kinds of vanilla boy rules?
What’s your fetish of choice? I’m down for anything! Are you a sissy slut? Because I have a soft sport for all sissies. Anyone who lives a kinky life is the man for me. So come along my lover, it’s time to make you mine.
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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
I’ve always been bad at managing money. I constantly overspend and never budget well, but this has gotten me into a pickle this time—one I’m not sure I can get myself out of. My landlord has been hounding me for the rent since Friday, but I spent all Christmas shopping.
Sunday morning, I was just lounging on the couch in my satin pj set while online shopping when I heard a key in the front door. My gaze snapped up to the door just in time for it to open, and there he stood. My landlord. And he looked mad. “The Rent is past due, Kayla.” He slammed the door behind him, making me jump. “You either give it to me no,w, or you get the fuck out.”
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
I’m not a girl who’s easily impressed. It takes something special to make me ooh and ahh. Or a special girl. The other day, Heidi popped into chat, and it’d been a while since I’d seen her cute self. It thrilled me when she told me she’d sent me a little something, something.
I raced to my DMs and found the gem you see above. To be honest, I get a lot of sissy photos when my girlies dress up and choose to show off, but some of you don’t take the best pictures. You know what I mean? Bad lighting, dirty mirrors, cluttered background, or I have to edit out too many identifying marks. You know who you are, lol. But this! I mean, can you say, “Photo perfection!” Truly, this impresses me!
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I need you to make me cum. I want you to bend me over right now, grab my hips and plunge your huge, hard cock deep into my tight, dripping wet pussy. I’m so horny, my clit throbbing, ready for you to fill me up completely.
Bury that fat dick in my throbbing cunt as far as it will go. Make me gasp and moan as you stretch my walls around your thick shaft. Let me feel every ridge and vein rubbing against my sensitive insides with each deep thrust.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Hey there, Daddy. Do you feel that? No, not the bulge in your pants. I mean the electricity crackling between us, the undeniable connection that’s about to shatter your life into a million perfect pieces.
Because baby, we both know what’s about to go down. A couple heated glances, some flirtatious texts, and you’ll be ready to toss your wedding ring like yesterday’s trash for a taste of this sweet young thing. Your prim and proper wife will be yesterday’s news. Who needs stability and commitment when you can have a nubile coed overflowing with desire, ready to rock your world in ways you’ve only fantasized about since college?
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
My first night at the ranch was an unforgettable experience. From the moment our eyes met, we were hooked. We tried so hard to fight it. But the feelings were undeniable. It was wrong but it felt so right. He was my divorce attorney. We met the day I walked into his office to hire him to represent me. We both knew that it was unethical for us to have an intimate relationship. But the passion between us was so much stronger than our willpower. One day I walked into his office to give him some paperwork. His paralegal wasn’t there, he was alone. He walked out of his office with a look in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before. I stood before him, papers in hand. He reached out his hand for them. But it was all over. We couldn’t fight it any longer. Before I knew it, we were wrapped in each other’s arms. He picked me up. Papers went flying. He laid me down on his glass desk. And we had wild passionate sex. The following weekend he invited me to his ranch. I entered the gate code, and it opened.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Naughty Ronnie was running around the house. It was Thanksgiving and they were due to have company over. Mommy Anna had prepared a holiday feast with all the trimmings, and even dessert. Well, she actually had more than one dessert, but the one her and Naughty shared in common was a yummy pannetone. She warned Ronnie to stay out of the kitchen, as she didn’t want him hurting himself, or worse- stealing a crumb or two, or leaving finger marks in her precious entrées.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I always try to avoid my naughty professor’s wife. To be honest, she scares me. I can’t even look her in the eyes. I feel like she hates me. She gives me horrible looks. The other day I was in the restroom when she walked in. “Hello Rachel” she said with a condescending smirk. I wondered how she even knew my name. Trembling, all I could get out was “hi”. I turned to walk out as quickly as possible when she said “Not so fast”. I froze. “Look here you little slut, keep your eyes and paws off of my husband. He would never do anything with someone like you. So just stop fantasizing about it. Stop prancing around in your slutty little outfits. It’s so obvious that you’re just trying to get his attention. Poor little pathetic thing. He will never give you the time of day” she laughed as she walked out. I stood in shock as tears filled my eyes. Then anger took over. How dare she talk to me like that and make assumptions. She was so wrong. It wasn’t me. It was him. I can’t believe what a bitch she was to me.
Amber 1-844-332-2639
Simon had been your neighbor for years, but it was only recently that you’d discovered how kinky he was. The first time you’d seen him naked had been a shock, but not as much as when you’d caught him jerking off to some porn on his laptop. You’d felt guilty about spying on him, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away. The way his dick pulsed and twitched in his hand, the way his balls drew up tight before he shot his load, it was mesmerizing.
When you’d accidentally stumbled into his house that day, you’d been half-afraid he’d kick you out or, worse. But instead, he’d smiled at you, his eyes gleaming with mischief and something darker, something you couldn’t quite name. “I’ve been watching you, Amber,” he’d said, his voice low and husky. “Watching you grow up into a beautiful, sexy woman.” You’d blushed at the compliment, but there had been something in his gaze that had made your heart race. “You want to learn, don’t you?” he’d asked, his hand still wrapped around his dick. “You want to learn all the things I can teach you.” You’d nodded, unable to speak. You’d wanted to learn, more
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Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456
I think my baby really needs to be turned into mommies little slave boy. Yep I’ve been thinking about it and I think what you really need is some discipline and you need to be punished when you do bad things. You need to learn to love your baby self and I think if mommy turns you into her baby slavey then we will be right on track. I even got my baby a slave collar to wear. Instead of a loop for a leash like a normal collar would have it have a pacifier on it. So cute too. You have been doing something so naughty mommy has been so upset about it with you.
I know you try so hard not to use your diapers for what their for. You hold in your messes until you cant hold them anymore and then you make a big wet and stinky mess. So from now on in your bottle you are going to be taking some medication that will make you have to go more often. That way you wont be able to hold it so much. I’m just trying to help you my wee little slave baby.