Chastity Spectator

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Danny didn’t ask to be in chastity, but stupidly, he said he would do “Anything I say” just to date me. Who do boys do such dumb things? With an evil giggle, I agreed to go out so long as he let me lock his cock up. I don’t know if he thought I would change my mind at some point or if I’d choose to unlock and use him, but again, boys are dumb.

I locked his cock up in the smallest cage I could find and made him my Chastity spectator.

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Tug On My Landing Strip

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Some guys love a bald little pussy, and some like a thick bush, but everyone loves a landing strip. I get so turned on when a man is undressing me for the first time. What will his reaction be to that guiding strip of hair that directs him right to my goodies?

Will he lick it or rub it? I always hope he’ll tug on it. It feels so good when his fingers pinch around my curly blonde pubs, and he pulls on the follicles. Shivers race through me, and instantly, I get so wet.

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Bitch Up

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Walking down the hall, I heard a huge commotion from the boy’s locker room. As head cheerleader, I opened the heavy door to see what was happening. Right there, between the row of lockers and the wooden bench, was some nerd getting shoved and pushed by four football players. “Hey, yo, what the fuck!” I shoved between the players to help the cowering nerd sit on the bench.

His eye was swollen, and his lower lip was cracked. I dabbed it lightly with my pleated skirt, and the bigger boys laughed. “Look, he needs cheer-mommy to come save him.” They laughed as I glared up at them and knew there was only one way to get this nerd out of the locker room in one piece. He’d have to bitch up.

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Fire Burning, Fire Burning

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I’m a resourceful slut who’s very good at getting what she wants. Like when I saw that my ex-best friend’s boyfriend had joined the local fire department. There were plenty of ways to get back at her for being a conniving bitch, but honestly, this way just felt like too much fun to pass up.

I dressed in skimpy lingerie the night I knew he was at the firehouse and accidentally set a dishrag on the stove near the lit burner. The smoke filled my little apartment quickly, and I fanned the flames as they spread. Of course, I’d already called 911 before the accident happened, and within seconds, I heard the sounds of sirens.

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Chained-up Love Slave

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David loves me. He loves me even though I don’t love him. Every year, he asks me to be his Valentine, and every year, I say no. I let him stay at home and wonder what kind of dirty, disgraceful things I’m doing with the men he desperately wishes he could be.

This year, I thought I’d shake things up! When he showed up on my doorstep with roses and chocolates, asking me to be his Valentine, I asked if he’d do anything to make me say yes. The dude practically fell to his knees, agreeing that so long as I’d be his, he’d do anything and everything I asked of him. I pulled him through the doorway by his tie and growled in his ear, “Happy Valentine, my chained-up love slave.” Continue reading “Chained-up Love Slave”

Bitchy Teen Squirts For Your Wallet

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Hello, again fuckboy loser. You know, I enjoy busting the banks of virgin weirdos who can’t actually attack any pussy in the real world, but what makes me wet, like really fucking drenched, is wrecking the big, bad boss’s wallet. The man. You know, the guy everyone has always wanted to be. Handsome, talented, cutthroat in business but the biggest gentleman you’ll ever meet. That guy. He’s the one I love to drain.

Both his balls and his wallet. And that guy, his wallet is always thick. Bottomless pockets for me to dig into. Fuck, I’m getting wet just telling you about it. The best part is that I don’t even have to be nice to him when I take it because he knows he needs me. He wants to let go of that all-American charm for a few hours, and the only way he can do it is by making this bitchy teen squirt while fucking his wallet.

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Teen Panty Sniffer

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Teen panty sniffers are like the lowest of the low. They are the most disgusting type of human beings on this fucking planet. Take my step dad for example.

The dude is addicted to the scent of my jailbait pussy, but he’s too much of a loser to admit it or do anything about it. Instead, he raids my room, looking for worn thongs or cheekies when I’m gone. Anything that may have grazed my little cunny and carried its scent.

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A little sissy bitch called and asked for hot wax play. I was thrilled to be his personal guide to the delicious pain and pleasure of dripping burning wax over his otherwise useless clit. You’ve read about this sissyslut before, so you can already imagine that he was whimpering when I asked if a candle was already burning.

The fool had a votive candle lit, clearly not knowing that a taper candle is the preferred tool for this type of play. The problem with a votive option is the wax puddles around the wick as it melts. Pools of melted wax are MUCH hotter than drops that dribble from the tip of a tapper.

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I see you in the audience of the recital. Maybe you are there supposed to be watching a daughter or son sing the same stupid Christmas songs they sing every year, but this year is different because as you sit beside your wife, you’ve been eye fucking me through every chorus. She doesn’t notice because she watches the show through her phone. She sways and mouths the lyrics while you try to hide your boner with your Christmas scarf.

My skirt is shorter than everyone else on the stage, and the filthy spark in my eyes has you thinking about how much you’d love to have my teen cream all over your face.

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Bad Bitch Belle's Christmas Wish List

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It’s the middle of November, and I’m ready to start sending out my fucking Christmas wish list. I’m an expensive fucking habit, and all you addicted losers better spoil me like I deserve! I’m not a modest girl who settles for holiday wishes or season greetings. No. I want gifts!

Expensive fucking gifts! Perfumes and designer handbags. I want shoes, lots of them. The same pair in every color of the rainbow, and I want spa gift certificates because, hello, I fucking deserve to be pampered!

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