Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
There’s nothing quite like the thrill of cuckolding my boyfriend, watching him squirm as I get stuffed by a stud who’s the complete opposite of his little boring prick.
Let me tell you, there’s a major difference between the toy-sized cock he’s packing and the real deal. When I wrap my lips around a thick, veiny BBC, I can practically taste the superiority. And when it slides into my tight pussy, it’s like a whole new world of pleasure opens up.
1844-33-CANDY Ext 423
I can hear your heavy breathing as you walk into my dungeon, submissive little slave. You look so delicious, nervous yet excited for your first time experience with a humiliatrix.
“You’re going to love every second of this,” I purr, running my fingers down your chest. “But first, I need to blindfold you.” Continue reading “My Sub’s First Glory Hole”
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I make Daddy weak-kneed. He loves my tight little body. I mean, what’s not to love? But in particular, Daddy can’t resist my sweet and sexy charms. Last night I felt in the mood to test Daddy’s resolve. So, I put on a pretty little nightie and sat on the couch watching TV until he came home from work. He stopped as soon as he entered the living room. His jaw dropped open and his cock immediately created a bulge in his pants. I grinned up at him and patted the cushion next to me letting my legs fall open even more.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Finals week was hitting hard and I was starting to lose my mind. Torrents of notes flooded my brain 24/7, begging for a study break. That’s when I had an epiphany – why not take a study break and turn up the heat with some sexy fun? I mean, exam anxiety can really dampen the mood, right?
I pondered my options and my eyes landed on two of my favorite dorm bros, Jake and Ethan. They were both total studs, always down for a good time. I pinged them on Insta, proposing a chill hangout sesh. Little did they know they’d be in for a wild ride.
Lola 1844-332-2639 ext 242
I need to tell you about this messed up thing that happened the other day. While shopping for Christmas presents, this guy came up behind me and said, “you look like a girl who likes to be led.”
I glared, spun around in irritation and in my Dommiest voice I snapped, “Excuse me?” I was livid, some guys think that all women will follow all men. Not true! Telling me he wants to lead me is the opposite of a turn on. If you want my respect, you need to prove yourself.
I stuttered a bit when I took in the person in front of me, he was HOT. I toned down my voice a bit and we exchanged a few perfunctory introductions. As we chatted, I started to warm to him. There was no question the man was a Dom.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Aww, look who it is! My cute little sissycuck, all dolled up in mommy’s panties, ready to service this pussy. Isn’t that just precious?
Listen sweetie, I know you love getting teased and humiliated, and lucky for you, I’m more than happy to oblige. I mean, who else is gonna put up with a pathetic little bitch boy like you? Certainly not a real woman! No, they’d see right through your sissy act. But not me. I can appreciate a good cuck when I see one.
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Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456
I’m so damn bored! Sitting in this house with no one but my cucky boy toy is driving me hella crazy! So I need some fun and I need it right now! Something wild and crazy. I can’t wait another second to get my pussy wet. There are a few friends I like to play with. I call them my spanking boys. My good little boys that love to be bent over and spanked. Normally I would only call them one at a time but that’s not going to cut it today. I want them all.
So I call them and they are all down for a spanking. My cuck boy won’t be left out of the fun though. He’s been bored too so I’ll be a good cucktress and let him in on my fun too. Lining all my boys up across my bed. Four of them are right next to each other. Hands tied behind their backs. Gags in their mouths. Feet bound tight and connected to the bed frame. These boys are going nowhere. And there will be no screaming for help either.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 45
Hey there, besties. It’s your girl with the tightest pussy on campus and I’m back to tease you some more. You wish you could slide your dirty fingers into my pink little pussy, don’t you? Mmm I’ve seen how you look at me – undressing me with your eyes, imagining all the nasty things you’d do to this hot young body if you had the chance. Well too bad, so sad!
You’ll never get to touch my perfect tits, bite my nipples, spread my cheeks, or tongue my clit. Only real men get to experience goddesses like me. And trust me, you’re far from it. All you’ll ever get is to goon to my pics and voice you pathetic simps.
Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
Since this is the giving month and I just love having parties at my house I’ve decided to have a one of a kind party. In high school I was a very popular girl. I was wild and down to do anything. All the boys knew that and everyone wanted some of this sexy girl. I turned a lot of boys down though. A lot of the time it wasn’t because I didn’t want to fuck them. It was just because I could. I liked the idea of knowing that I had rejected them and might have hurt their cocks feelings.
That’s all about to change though. I dug out my old yearbook and I am going to invite all the men I said no to in high school. I’m not going to tell them why they are coming over. They wont even know there is going to be anyone else here. Once I get them all here and I get to see their confused faces I’m going to spill the beans. I plan to tell them exactly why they are here and what I want from each and every one of them.
1844-33-CANDY EXT 423
“You’re late,” I say, looking at my watch as you walk through the door.
“I’m sorry, Mistress,” you reply, bowing your head in submission. “I apologize for my tardiness.”
I can see the fear in your eyes, and I know you’re wondering what punishment awaits you for your disobedience. Then I stand up from my chair and walk over to you, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor. After that, I reach out and stroke your cheek, feeling the stubble on your chin.
“You know what happens to slaves who are late, don’t you?” I ask, my voice low and seductive.
“Yes, Mistress,” you reply, your voice trembling.
“Good,” I say, my lips curling into a smile. “Follow me.”
I lead you to the back of the house, to the room where I keep all of my toys. I can see your eyes widen as you take in the array of whips, chains, and other devices that I use to punish my slaves. Continue reading “Don’t Be Late!”