Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I love bondage and being tied up, and my favorite body part to be tied up is my big beautiful 36B titties. The way the silk rope feels against my skin feels amazing. The rope is wrapped carefully around each tit, making them bigger and squishier. And that just makes my nipples more sensitive.

It’s the perfect time to come up to me while I’m restrained and my arms are out of the way. Put your face in between my supple tits. They are squeezed together, so motorboat them with your mouth and yummy tongue. I love the way your tongue feels against my super sensitive nipples.

Lick them, suck on them, bite them. I can take it all and I love it all.

Next, I think I’ll get some baby oil and pour them all over my chest and tits. Make them so shiny and delicious. I know you won’t be able to handle yourself. Put those hands all over my titties and rub that oil in. Oh yes, just like that.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext.463

I do love a good anal fuck, but you didn’t think I was able to take a rock-hard cock from the start, did you? Of course, I had to start with a nice flexible pair of anal beads. There are some anal trainers, but I decided on a few pairs of beads to stretch my ass nice and wide.

I started by laying down on my back in front of a full-length mirror. I had my legs up in the air and behind my head (you have to be REALLY flexible for this). I grabbed my smallest pair of beads which were bright pink, and I grabbed my lube in my other hand.

I made sure to lube up the beads a lot, and then I lubed up my asshole too. I needed to really prepare myself properly. I put the beads right up at my asshole and gently pushed the smallest bead in. I heard and felt the POP and knew right then that my ass swallowed that bead.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I call him Mr. Mysterious. He always remains anonymous. I don’t know his name, where he’s from, or anything else about him. He uses an unregistered gift card. So he doesn’t have to give me any personal information. But I can always recognize his distinctive voice. It’s so deep and so sexy. Just the sound of it makes me all tingly and wet. When he says my name, my heart skips a beat. It turns me on so much. He’s older and dominant. I feel so young, naïve, and submissive with him. He makes me feel so special and so protected. I love it when he tells me what to do and uses my body for his own gratification and pleasure.

We love roleplaying. It’s always some type of age play, family fun, forced, domination, or bdsm. He has a very vivid and extreme imagination. And he always has very detailed and creative roleplay ideas. The roleplays always include mutual masturbation. He loves to make me cum, and he loves to hear me cum. Of course I love making him cum and hearing him cum just as much, or maybe even more.

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Femme Domme Friday

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

The hunk at the gym was very bold when he approached. “I’d do anything you said so long as I got to taste your sweaty ass,” I smirked and nodded. We’d see what a good boy he’d make, it WAS Femme Domme Friday, after all.

He thought he’d drive us to his house, but he quickly learned he wasn’t going to have any control in this situation. He sat in the passenger seat of my car as I drove to my house, with my hand rubbing his upper thigh. My fingers grazed close to his cock, teasing him with what was to come, but never brushing his needy erection. The stud’s hips bucked trying to get some friction during the quick drive back to mine, but he still had no idea what he was in for.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

I was working in my dungeon, excuse me, my OFFICE, and a really interesting client came downstairs to greet me. He was very alpha, brown hair and eyes, covered in muscles. It looked like he really like to work out. He told me that he was a very dominant man, but he wanted to try something new and be a sub for once. I was up for the challenge!

I told him to go to the wall and the first step in becoming a sub was becoming vulnerable, so I made him shed all his clothes, including his boxers and socks. Nothing can make you more submissive than standing completely naked in front of a stranger. He went along with it, and I admired the specimen that was standing in front of me.

The next step was putting on a pair of frilly underwear. Wearing panties was like a gateway to dressing up all together. He said he wasn’t feeling fully brave enough to wear clothes, but he was willing to try on a pair of panties for me. I got the girliest pair I could find: pink lacey panties with a bow on the front.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 EXT 463

I was at a coffee house one day and I saw an interesting flyer on the wall. It was for a girl-on-girl Jello wrestling contest. I’ve been stuck in a rut, and I was all for trying something new. I decided to let them pick a random girl for me and just be surprised.

On a Friday night, I got to the contest. It was in an old, abandoned warehouse. It was a little spooky, but I was all ready for it. Showing off my beautiful, perky tits, was my purple sequin bikini and beautiful matching purple makeup. I had my hair pulled up in a messy bun, I didn’t want it pulled too much, although that wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

I saw a soft kiddie pool full of lime green Jello. It looked good enough to eat, especially after our dirty feet and bodies soak in it. I know I would surely make my opponent eat it. I saw my opponent, Cherry, on the other side of the mat. She was about my height but built with nothing but pure muscle.

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My First Big Cock

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I didn’t transition until after I was twenty-one. I’d always known what I was deep inside, but for the longest time, I was scared to embrace it. I’d sneak my sister’s clothes to dress up in secret, but all along, I craved being with a man.

I ached for rough hands to roam over my body and for firm lips to crush against mine. When I finally became bold enough to dress in public, my first outing as a woman was to a park. And as you can expect, it was late at night under the cover of darkness. That’s where I experienced my first big cock.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

“Please don’t go out tonight.” My boyfriend pleaded for the hundredth time. “You’ve gone out every night this week; I miss you. When do I get your attention?” I rolled my eyes at his question and bit my tongue so I didn’t tell him when he grew four more inches of cock he’d get all of my attention.

“I won’t be long. I’ll be home before you even know it.” I cupped his cheek and playfully slapped it a few times. “Don’t wait up, though.” Not waiting to hear any more of his pouting, I skipped out of the house and into the car of my lover. Right there in the driveway with my beta boyfriend looking out the front door, I shoved my tongue into my lover’s mouth. After long passionate moments of tongue fucking, I looked back to see the jealous face of my boyfriend. I waved and giggled as we pulled away from the house. Mmm, I loved ruining betas!

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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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sissy bitch

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I checked my watch. Exactly 8:00 PM. No need for rushing. That is the first rule of control. A Domme never rushes. The air was cool. I like it that way; it makes the submissive shiver a little, even without fear. He was already kneeling on the thick, dark rug, waiting. He never looked up until I told him to.

Today, he was wearing the pale pink satin nightie I had selected, the cheap lace scratching his skin. His face was painted heavy, the makeup slightly smudged around the eyes from nervous anticipation. He was not a man now; he was my project. He was my sissy bitch.

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