Melanie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 463

One of my ex-lovers was being naughty, so he needed to be punished! Miss Melanie to the rescue! I walked into his kitchen, and he already had a punishment tool picked out. Sitting on his kitchen island was a wooden ruler. Let’s see how man ways we can use this.

I told Kevin to strip off his pants, boxers too, and to bend over the kitchen island. He needed to close his eyes too and be ready. I spanked him with an open hand to start and to warm up his ass. Left and then right. My hand didn’t leave any marks this time, but the ruler sure would.

I took the ruler in my hand and smacked it a few times against my palm to give him a warning and I saw him jump each time the ruler struck my hand. His ass was ready and waiting. Whack! Whack! Whack! I smacked him five times hard across both cheeks at the same time. He winced each time again.

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Stinky Pants Detective

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Whenever there is a stinky problem and no one can locate the source, they call in the stinky pants detective. Babies R Us was having this horrible, peeyouuu problem, and none of the mommies shopping could find the stinker who’d stunk up the aisles. They called me, desperate to remove the smell from the store so people could shop in peace.

The moment my high heels breezed through the doorway, I knew the smell. No one in the world smells as bad as Mr. Stinky Pampers, and that special flavor of stink tickled my nose. I sniffed, instantly regretting it, and started my search.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I want to mesmerize you with my gorgeous feet and my sexy nude stockings. Start by taking off my stilettos. I’ll wiggle my toes through my stockings because they are free. Hold my feet in your hands and show them some love. Yes, indeed. Kiss my beautiful feet through the sheer stockings.

Next, it’s time to shed my skin. Gently grab my stockings and pull them down, one leg at a time. I would love for you to do it slowly and passionately. Once they are both off, I wiggle my toes again. I’m free, I’m free! Don’t you just love my fresh pedicure and red toes?

I sit back further on the couch as you get some body lotion. You rub it in your hands to warm it up and then start to rub your hands all over my feet. You start with my left foot and then on to the right. It feels so silky and smooth as you rub it in fully and now you’ve made my feet silky; perfect for my next activity.

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The Betting Pool

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Now, cum now!” Jessica wailed, slamming her fists down on the coffee table in front of her. “Hold it, slave. Fucking hold it.” Sasha purred, confusing the sub duct tapped to the closet door with a fuck machine pounding his asshole from underneath.

“Let it go, baby.” Becky encouraged, and I cackled while tapping my riding crop against the giant timer that ticked away. All the girls looked over, and Jessica jumped off the couch, ripping her top to flash the sub her bouncy tits. “CUM NOW you STUPID slut!” she yelled at him, but it didn’t matter. Her time in the betting pool had come and gone, yet the sub did not explode.

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Needy Little Cock Tease

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My Dad’s best friend, Rick, thinks I have no idea how horny he is for me. He tries to play it cool and hide his boner every time I prance into the room, but it’s so obvious how weak he is for me. Last night, he was over our house, drinking and playing music in my Dad’s garage. I’m supposed to leave the boys alone while they are playing, but I was bored. I poked my head through the doorway and wiggled my fingers at my Dad, who rolled his eyes and set down his guitar. “What are you doing, Kayla? It’s a school night, you should be in bed.” I pouted out my lips and slipped into the room, wearing my tiny PJ tank top that hugged tight over my growing breasts and showed a lot of my tiny midriff. The matching PJ shorts were a touch too small, and the bottoms of my buttcheeks peeked out under the short hems. I folded my hands together behind my back and swayed side to side, batting my lashes at Daddy.

“But you guys are playing so well, can I just sit and listen for a little bit?”

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I went to the amusement park for a date with my crush one day. I was so excited for all the thrilling rides, but I was nervous to be with him. I had a huge crush on him for a long time; his name was Jason. It was going to be warm, so I wore a pretty yellow floral sundress to the park. I wanted to be prepared in case he was thinking about fooling around.

Jason picked me up in a Jeep, with the top down. It was a beautiful day for that. After driving for thirty minutes, we arrived at the amusement park. You could see all the wild and fun rides. I wanted to get on the newest roller coaster first.

The roller coaster was the oldest in the park and made of wood. We got in line and Jason held my hand. In the same moment he kissed me and added a bit of tongue. I could feel the sparks run through me. We got to the front of the line and we were on and set to go. He held my hand the entire time, even when are hands were raised up in the air.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

He told me that he had a fetish. I asked him what it was. But before he could answer, I had to go check on another table. Before I could get back over there, my imagination was running wild. He was a big biker type. I was wondering what on earth it could be. A strap on? Feet? Eating cum? Wearing panties? Then I finally made it back over to his table. He told me that it was breeding, impregnation, and breastfeeding. And he told me that every time he’s come here over the past couple of months, he’s been fantasizing about fulfilling this sexual desire, this fetish, with me. He said that he imagines implanting his fertile seed deep inside my womb. Then watching my body change would turn him on so much. Just knowing that he caused it to happen would be the ultimate. He said that watching a woman’s stomach grow and breasts swell is so fascinating. And just knowing that a life is growing inside of her because his cum is so potent is completely exhilarating. The thought of fucking a swollen, extra wet pregnant pussy gets him rock hard and dripping.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 x463

I was hanging out with some friends one night and I completely lost track of time. I walked into the house trying to be as quiet as a mouse. As I walked into the kitchen, I was quickly surprised by the light coming on and my dad standing there with a devious look on his face.

Daddy was disappointed in me and told me how late past curfew I was. I told him how sorry I was and that I hate making daddy upset. I asked him what I could do to make things up to him.

That’s when a huge smile crept up on his face. He told me there was only one thing I could do, I would have to take the spanking of my life. Spanking always turns me on and makes my pussy wet, but I didn’t want him to know that. I started fake crying and said okay daddy.

He told me I needed to bend over his knees on the couch. That’s when he lifted up my skirt, but my panties were still up. He started by lightly groping my left ass cheek and before I could prepare myself, gave me three hard spanks.

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Baby Bottom

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Well, something rather unexpected happened to me the other day. I’m sure you’ve noticed I’ve embraced my FemDomme programming and have been training sissies and sluts to do my bidding. However, a man popped into chat the other night and told me I had the most precious bottom he’d ever seen and that such a cute little derriere needed to be diapered!

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

It’s been two days since I took away Todd’s potty rights. So far, he’s only wet his diaper, but I know he can’t hold out forever. This morning, I noticed he had been rubbing his tummy. I think I even heard it gurgling. “Aw, Todd. Are you hungry, baby?” I thought maybe feeding him would make him feel better. But instead, he shook his head with a worried look. “May I use the potty, Mommy?” He begged in a small voice.

“No, Sir! That’s what your diapers are for, remember? No more potty time. You’ll mess yourself like the baby you are.”

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