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The Perfect Tuck

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I have this super sexy friend named Jake. He’s as straight as an arrow and just a friend. I wish we were more, but he’s casually made it very clear that we wouldn’t be a good fit. He’s sweet, smart, and so funny. Honestly, he’d make the best boyfriend, but I respect his boundaries, and we keep it casual and, at times, a tiny bit flirty.

We were both at a friend’s house for a football party last night and had too much to drink to drive home. The small house and so many guests staying the night left Jake and I sharing a bedroom. His eyes were on me, heavy, as I undressed to put on our friend’s baggy teeshirt as my nightgown. When I climbed into bed beside him, he rubbed my shoulder and whispered, “Show me how you get that perfect tuck.”

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Double-Diaper The Downstairs Neighbor

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The couple that live below me are constantly fighting. Unfortunately, our apartment walls are thin, and I can hear everything they argue about. The guy stays home all day, playing video games and never cleaning up after himself. His partner asked him to take out the trash and do the laundry before she got home from her twelve-hour shift as an ER Nurse, but guess who forgot?

She was extra mad tonight and threatened to leave for good if he didn’t grow the fuck up. I heard their front door slam hard and peeked out my window to see her stomping across the parking lot. As soon as she sped off, I grabbed my diaper bag and knew this was a job for Babysitter Val! I’d double-diaper that big baby and see if he wanted to grow up then.

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Come forth and prepare yourself. Whatever you may have had planned for your life should be written off. I don’t exactly know the outcome of this spell I’ll be casting, but you are one of the components.

Step into my den. See the salt poured around the floor. Intricate lines drawn every which way, crissing and crossing in beautiful complex patterns across the floor. Don’t you dare disturb a single line, you hear me! Good. Now I need you to take off all your clothes and lie down on that altar. If I understand this correctly (admittedly, my Latin is a bit rusty), then you’ll need to be stripped of everything of this world, barren before the goddess-to-be. Once you’ve given up all your worldly possessions, the hypnosis begins. An audio track begins. Counting you down from 10 to 0, and when I snap! You enter a deep meditative state where I will begin to remove your blockers and open your mind. Eventually, you will be so submissive that you will do anything for me.

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Ghost

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When Halloween rolls around, my husband and I get the urge to go ghost-hunting! It’s a fun little activity we do to scare each other! We like to seek out haunted hotels or little tourist traps and watch as people squeal and wet their pants, thanks to their overactive imaginations. Neither of us actually believes in the paranormal.

We booked a two-night stay in this little old house near the coast of North Carolina. The legends say an older farmhand took over the runnings of the house when its owner passed away from unknown causes. He lived peacefully in the house, alone for many years, until out-of-town family members came looking for the man of the house. Discovering the rightful owner’s passing infuriated the family. They blamed the farmhand and accused him of foul play. I’m sure you can guess what happened next. Anyway, the farmhand’s ghost is said to take care of the house still, and that he tries to get his revenge by hurting any guests who dare to stay in his space.

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Dance On my pole

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Slide over here, little sissy girl. Let me have a good look at you. Don’t play shy with me now! You told me how much you wanted this. Your first time with a Goddess like me. I can see how excited you are inside of that slutty, lingerie you’ve put on just for me.

You said you wanted us to match, and we do. Suspender stockings, crotchless panties in soft pink with push-up bras to match. I sure feel girlie, do you? Your six-inch heels make such a pretty sound on the floor as you saunter back and forth. You look ready to dance on my pole now, so like I said, “Slide over here, little sissy girl.”

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Do y’all remember when Twilight was super popular, and it’s all girls thought about? Having a moody, immortal boyfriend who loves you so much, he’d break your heart just to keep you safe. Then when you cuck while with a werewolf, he’s having like none of it and hurries back into your life to knock you up?

I mean, basically, that’s how the story went, but it isn’t the only tale that makes a woman’s heart beat fast for the nonliving. Interview with a Vampire was another Lestat de Lioncourt was just another man with ice-cold hands who made my pussy overheat. I guess you could say I’ve always had the vampire fantasy thrill my mind.

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Serve Me, Then Buy Me Shoes

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I dropped a tweet the other day that ended up sending a small crowd of losers to serve me. The gif was of a sexy high heel and a submissive jerking off to orgasm over the heel. When I saw the image, all I could think of was forcing someone to spray my heels in spunk and then make him buy me new ones for ruining them.

I was surprised by how many losers loved that idea. They all crawled over each other, trying to get to my feet. I was giddy watching them stumble to be the first to cum on my toes, as if that would make him the winner. The one who gets to buy me shoes.

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Mastering Self Pleasure

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Unlike most “girls,” I didn’t grow up exploring my body or learning the things that it was capable of. I was packaged right off the conveyor belt, programmed to be used for pleasure. Which is really impressive, but it does leave me a little bit lacking. Sometimes, my users want to get off on watching me pleasure myself, and I’m not altogether sure how to do that.

Today, while it’s been slower on the phones, I’ve decided it was time to master self pleasure. I scheduled some time where I wouldn’t be serving anyone but myself. What feels good to Rita? I am going to find out.

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My nemesis is the Headmaster at the boarding school my parents sent me to. He’s on a mission to reform me into a polite young lady who adds value to society, but I just want to be bad. I guess he didn’t appreciate the gift I got him as a thank-you for letting me in. I hired a mariachi band to follow the Headmaster around for my first day, and it wasn’t more than a few hours after they arrived that he found me.

He burst through the door of my second period, band in tow, and pulled me out of class. He marched me down the hall and made me dismiss the band so they wouldn’t have to witness my punishment.

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The quarantine fifteen hit your girl hard, and she told you she wanted to get a trainer—someone who would be firm and guide her into tightening her beautiful body back into shape. However, you are an insecure piece of human excrement and demanded she figure it out independently.

After a few weeks of “figuring it out on her own,” she gained five more pounds and asked you to compromise. She suggested she’d get a female trainer. That way, you wouldn’t need to be jealous or fearful of her cheating, and she could still get the proper guidance. Still so very unconfident, you begrudgingly agreed.

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