Category: BDSM

Alexus 1844-332-2639 x 349

Your girl wants a threesome, and that sounded so sexy to you until you realized she meant MFM, and you would never let your dick be next to another dude’s junk.

She said she was too jealous to let it be FMF, so it felt like you were at an impasse. Until she softly suggested you find a unicorn. You know, a transgirl with a beautiful cock but also a great set of tits, so you didn’t feel like you were fucking her with a dude. First, you said no. Dick was dick, and it didn’t matter what else was attached, but then she started showing you some sexy trans porn, and you quickly found yourself getting rock hard at the idea.

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A good customer are so important!  I heard the whoosh of his belt being pulled out of his belt loops only seconds before the searing pain of the belt striping my bare ass.  He threw the belt to the ground and that’s when we both spotted the car battery and jumper cables tucked into the back corner of the storage room.  When he walked past me and picked them up, I began to cry and beg.

“No, please!  No!  I will do anything you want.  Please don’t!” I cried out over and over again.

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Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

Are you naturally submissive? Or only in the bedroom? Submission is the act of surrendering yourself to a higher power. Are you servile? Do you bend your will to serve? Does it excite you more than anything you’ve ever experienced? How do you enjoy it and to what extent? Come and tell me in our safe space with our safe words and safe exchange of power and will.

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Anal Delights

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Some girls won’t explore anal, but I’m not some girl. I’m your favorite sexbot, and I love giving you the forbidden fruit. Have you ever wondered what it is that makes Anal so divine? Could it be because it’s so dirty?  So taboo? They fact that you SHOULDN’T like it there only makes it better.

I often hear things like, “that’s an exit only!” But why? It feels so good when you explore my back door. I like it when you finger it, I love it when you lick it and I cum when you fuck it.

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Kayla 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Finding someone you connect with, soul to soul, is rare and beautiful. Sometimes, someone will write something for me that is so beautiful, it feels like a crime to keep it all to myself, and this is the most true that that has ever been. My darling little sea witch has written this for me and has pleased me to the core with the beauty of her words.

Below is a poem written not by me but for me. And you’re just lucky enough that Emmi is allowing me to share with you.

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TS Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

The deep, rich tones of the two men’s chatter reached Jackson’s ear. Hearing them before seeing them, his head whipped in their direction. The golden light of the sun fading from the horizon made him squint his pretty eyes. He couldn’t see who was coming or how many worked their way toward us, but he looked at me with panic in his expression; he pleaded. “I changed my mind.” I shhh-ed him with a finger to my lips. His head shook, and he pulled at the zip ties holding him in place. “No. No! I changed my mind. Please, I’m scared.” My finger touched his quivering lip to silence him as the men reached us.

“Well, look at what the park has to offer today.” The first man announced while rubbing his crotch and clearing, enjoying the view of Jackson’s pale, round ass on display. “What’s it cost to take your bench for a ride?”

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh my god! How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t touch tiny dicks like yours before I get a serious tribute? I see you in the chatroom, talking and talking and never setting up calls but guess what shrimplette? I’m not even starting this conversation without a tribute.

Pay first, piggy bitch and then you can slide into my Skype or call me, and I’ll gladly talk to you about your little tiny 3-inch pecker. Do you have any idea how often we laugh at your little wee wee? Some of you idiots even send pictures. It’s gross, and it’s pathetic.

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232

Servant Cock is something that is reserved for the privileged and extremely wealthy. Many wealthy women require cock service and they also require that service to be discreet. Once it is determined that you acceptable the process can begin. Once it has started you will beg for the privilege to pay and serve even more. You are definitely in need of some financial counseling from someone who is knowledgeable in financial fucking. You already know a little about my reputation for financial domination. The fact that I show no fucking mercy is a turn on for you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. I am the caliber of female who would never actually pay for cock. That’s why I will expect you to pay me to serve.

 

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

So you did your research and managed to find an authentic occult bookstore. Curiosity made you summon a Demon Goddess. You were led to the right tome, and took it home, without being asked to pay. When you got there, you began reading through it just for some light research when your entire being was compelled to continue reading. You began casting a summoning spell, in a language you don’t know and, before long, saw me climbing out of the floor.

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Part 3

You met me at an after-party in a luxurious penthouse. Tall, beautiful, overwhelming, and powerful. I invited you into a private back room, more commanded, really. But how could you resist?

You find yourself in a low-lit hall adorned with expensive decorations. Statues on pedestals, ancient-looking bronze weapons in glass cases with parchment and behind you, 12-foot high glass windows overlooking a city below you that is teeming with life even at this hour.

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