Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Boys do NOT listen. I was babysitting this rotten twerp and he was being loud and obnoxious so I sent him outside. With strict orders, I said, “Do you know what poison ivy looks like? Stay away from it!” He shrugged it off which I assumed meant he indeed knew what it looked like and would stay far away from the wicked plant.
Hours later, we sat down for dinner and he was scratching at the back of his hands. “Did you wash before coming to the table?” I perked an eyebrow to indicate lying wouldn’t be smart. He nodded and told me he had but he was nonstop itching. “Let me see your hands.” Yup, just as I suspected! All over the back of his hand, curling in toward his palms was the obvious signs of poison ivy.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
It’s been forever since I went to a proper salon to get my hair done. Normally, I buy a box of color and go at it myself. Probably because I love the anxiety of not knowing how it will turn out. Today, however, I wanted to be pampered. I was longing for someone to scrub their fingers in my hair while lathering the shampoo. Then using that warm, clean water to rinse it clean.
The place was empty. Just one tall, muscular man who didn’t look like he knew a thing about hair was waiting when I stepped in. “I’d like a cut and color.” I smiled and he looked me up and down.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
It’s been a long day and I’m resting on the bed in just my white, cotton panties. The sheets are cool against my tits, the ceiling fan blowing gentle kisses across my naked back. It’s almost perfect, save for one thing. I need you to come, saddle up behind me.
Stretched out on my stomach with my left leg pulled slightly upward gives you a delicious view of my pantie covered ass. My plump cheeks spilling from around the white elastic. I know your fingers are itching to slip under the fabric and pull it out of the way. Don’t do that just yet. Saddle up against me first.
Kayla Cumsalot 184433CANDY Ext 357
Way up high, far up in the clouds, there is a land that no one knows about. A place where GIANTS live! It’s a beautiful place, surrounded by the puffy, pinkish, orange clouds that make up the sunset and sunrises we get to enjoy down here on Earth. All of the giants who live there are very happy and content with the lives they live in the clouds. All but one. Princess Kayla…
She was bored of the OVERSIZED MEN she knew and wanted something new to play with. Dressed in her MASSIVE PRINCESS DRESS full of glittery pink tulle and a tightly laced CORSET, she’d skip to the very edge of her giant land and peer down over the brink of the soft clouds.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
A sissy slut called me the other day. He was long overdue! See this particular slut has a cum tax. He owes Princess Kayla ten little dollars anytime he cums. He was new to the findom game when we started and I was very lenient with him. He was so well behaved, keeping track of the amount and calling to pay his dues.
Then his cock put him under pressure. See, he let his cum tax wrack up to over three hundred dollars! And he wasn’t paying it as he should. For some reason, he was scared of me all of a sudden. Even after I’d been nothing but kind and sweet to his premature ejaculating ass.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I have a secret desire to stretch my pussy. Not like, open it up with your cock or a big toy, but I’m talking about extreme stretching. I slipped this info to my new boyfriend the other day and I could see the wheels turning in his head instantly. He’s the creative type, ya know.
Dominant, dangerous, creative. My favorite things, well, he called me this morning and told me he was assigning me a task for the day. A nervous excitement buzzed through me as I listened to the task I’d need to complete before he came over for dinner.
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Some girls are drawn to the darkness. They know in the shadows, bad things might happen. Awful, painful, terribly bad things, but they crave them. Like a moth drawn to the flame, my body lusts for Mistress Pandora’s firm hand. Serving her feeds the dark cravings inside of me. When she unleashed her demons upon my body it brings me to heights a beta could never deliver me to.
Yesterday, Mistress and one of my sexy Daddy’s agreed to use my body for their pleasure. This in turn, of course, brought me great pleasure. First, Mistress shoved my head to the floor. Placing her knee on my temple while ramming her fat strap on down my throat.
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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
First a pathetic diaper bitch and now my tiny little diaper cuck. The transition was easy because once you’ve given up your rights as a man, I can basically do whatever the fuck I want with you. Cage options are important and we tried to fit your useless diaper dick with a cage that would make you suffer in silence.
Mommy doesn’t wanna hear you whining while she’s getting fucked by a real man. You know that. When I changed you today, I fit the cage over your penis and powdered your packaged balls. Such a cute bulge in the front of your diaper for me.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
We’ve been sleeping together for a while. You are seemingly a super Alpha, masculine type boy friend. Not a wimpy bone appearing in your body but when I came over to make you a surprise dinner while looking for spices, I found a pack of diapers at the bottom of the pantry. The purple, rocking ***** ones. Far too big for a fucking toddler. Once I found that I began to snoop. Locating your stash wasn’t difficult.
You had hidden bottles of baby powder, a paci, bottles in your bedroom closet. I lay it all on the coffee table and wait for you to come home. Not long after, you walk in the door. Looking tried but sexy as fuck. I’m standing between the couch and the table. Wearing a tiny tight black skirt and pink corset. My tits are about to spill out from my arms being folding under my tits. “Welcome home….Baby….”
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