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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”

A Girl's First Bra

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

‘Tis the season of giving, and Mama’s gone gift you your very first bra. As someone who’s always had a voluptuous upper half, I’m no stranger to being fit for breast support. I’ve learned a lot, and now it’s time I pass on this knowledge by wrapping you in a lace-trimmed, satin bra of your own!

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Jingle My Bells

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Nothing makes a girl like me happier than when you get on your knees to jingle my bells. I know you act like you’ve never thought about having smooth, soft girl bells in your mouth before, but why did the idea of that make your mouth water?

Don’t be ashamed that you want to taste me. You know I’d smell so good when you kneel before me and peel down my pretty panties. It’s not gay at all; I’m a girl.

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Holiday Homewrecking

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

I’ve waited all year to make his Holiday Homewrecking fantasies come true. Every time he calls, he begs me to ruin his marriage and make him my own. It’s so cute that he thinks he’s safe and that I’d never actually do anything to hurt him. Boys are seriously so stupid.

My heart raced as I sat by the fireplace and filled out the Holiday card I’d send to his address. I wondered if he’d check the mailbox and find it among other greetings and well-wishes from his friends and family. Or…

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few

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.

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“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!”

December's Rent Is Past Due

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.”

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I walk over to you, running my fingers through your hair as I do. “Hello, pet,” I say, my voice low and sultry. You look up at me, your eyes shining with love and devotion. I can see the desire in your gaze, and I know that you’re ready for me.

“Hello, Mercedes,” you say, your voice soft and submissive. I can hear the hunger in your voice, and I know that you’re ready for me to take control.

“Good boy,” I say, my voice full of praise. “I have a surprise for you today.” Continue reading “Let Me Watch You Suck My Friend’s Cock”

Friendsgiving Escort

Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Fifty-five million Americans are traveling for Thanksgiving this year, but you can’t afford to go home. Maybe you could have if you didn’t have to pay for me. But when your friends invited you to Friendsgiving this year, you wanted to impress them. Everyone thinks you’re a geeky virgin who’s only ever fucked your hand, and you’d pay anything to make them believe otherwise.

As the geeky guru that you are, you found me on an internet search. As soon as you saw me, you knew I’d be the perfect solution to making your friends think you are cool. Forget about your parents and the rest of your family; they’ve been disappointed year after year and are used to it.

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Kevi Gets Changed At Boobiebar

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Kevi and I had been running errands all day and getting ready for our big Thanksgiving dinner. We had to go to three different grocery stores for ingredients, the decor store for my cute table centerpieces, the bank, and the post office. I hadn’t realized how much time had passed as we popped in and out of the car and zoomed from one place to another. ZigZagging across town like we were until Kevi tapped my elbow from the back seat, and I caught his gaze in the review mirror.

“Mommy, I’m really wet.” His cheeks were so red and embarrassed as he admitted his Huggies needed changing. Then, I heard his tummy grumble from the backseat, and he looked even more humiliated. “And I’m really hungry.” I checked the clock; it was way past lunch and nearly dinner time. He’d been in that diaper all day! Surely, he was about to leak! I whipped the car into the nearest restaurant parking lot, not caring it was the local Boobiebar; Kevi had to be changed and fed ASAP.

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