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Couples Therapy

Transgender Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I hear it more often than you can imagine. A happy couple is torn apart by their sex life or lack thereof. Typically how it goes is the husband is a little dicked nymph who wants it all the time but doesn’t know how or care to please his wife. She’s tired of being humped on or putting in the effort for little to no satisfaction in return.

They claim they love each other and don’t want to break up for one reason or another, but they have grown to resent each other for their bedroom needs. For them, it feels impossible to come to an agreement or a middle ground that pleases both. Alexus’s couples therapy is that middle ground.

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Bad Bitch Belle's Christmas Wish List

Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

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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Sit and Spin Diaper Bitch

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Look, when your mom hired me, she said you were a little slower than your peers, but she didn’t tell me you wore diapers. That’s disgusting. I’m not changing you. It’s been hours since your mom left, and I’ve been sitting on the couch ignoring you. I was calling my girlfriends and sexting my boyfriend when you started pulling on my pant leg.

“Please, please, change me, Miss Krysta!” You beg and plead, but I just kick you off and laugh.

“Sit and spin, diaper bitch. Your soggy ass isn’t my problem, it’s a YOU problem.”

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The Perfect Tuck

Shemale Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

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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Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

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

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

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

Shemale Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

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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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

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

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

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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