Category: BDSM

Pussy Free

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

God, how does it feel being a pussy free loser? The best part of it all is you don’t even have a little dick. Most pussy free idiots aren’t that way by choice. They are born with a two-inch prick that no female wants. Not you, though, you’re handsome, or at least most people think so, intelligent, and funny. Yet, look at what I’ve turned you into.

A broke dick gooner who can’t cum without being humiliated by a beautiful woman you’ll never sink your dick into. Are you embarrassed? Because you should be.

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Down In Our Basement

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Amber and I have been friends forever. We’re so close that living together just made sense. We like the same things, enjoy the same types of boys, and have so much fun together. But, like most girls… we have a deep, dark secret. A desire that borders on, shall we say, the illegal side of things? No one would suspect it from us. We appear so innocent and sweet, but there is a darkness inside of us that longs to be fed.

And so we feed it, down in our basement.

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Nadia 1-844-332-2639 ext. 377

It’s finally happening…

The heavy oak door of his office clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing in the sudden, profound silence. It was just us. The air was thick with the scent of old books and his cologne, something rich and woodsy that made my head spin. I clutched the pretense of my failed exam paper in my hand, the crisp edges digging into my sweaty palm. He didn’t say a word at first, just leaned back against the edge of his large mahogany desk, crossing his arms. His gaze was intense, a physical weight that traveled down my body, lingering on the swell of my breasts beneath my thin blouse and the hem of my skirt that suddenly felt far too short.

When he finally spoke, my name was a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. He pushed off the desk and took a single step toward me, closing the distance until I could feel the warmth radiating from his body. He gently took the crumpled paper from my hand and tossed it aside, his fingers lingering against mine for a fraction of a second too long.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

So, Jess found out that her newlywed husband was cheating on her with a skank, so we invited the two of them to my friend’s dominatrix dungeon as the guests of honor. We looked through all the toys and found a vibrator, a cock cage and an electroshock wand. Oh, what fun can we have with these. The skank was already chained to the wall with her arms above her head and her legs spread apart. The husband was tied to a chair right across from her.

I wanted to hear the skanks screams and cries, but of course everything was consensual and there were safe words put in place. I had a pair of nipple clamps and hooked them up to her perky nipples. She cringed a little bit at that, but the nipples were perky, so I know she enjoyed them.

I cut off her pants and pulled her panties to the side while I put the vibrator right on her clit. Her whole body wiggled, and she let out moan after moan. It was turning me on as well, but I was trying to keep my cool.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

One of my friends, Jess, got married a month ago and she had a beautiful wedding with the love of her life, or so she thought. The marriage started out amazing and loving, but she noticed her husband was starting to act weird one day, so she decided to follow him. She found him in the park with another woman. They were talking a lot and flirting, and she caught them making out. Who knows what else they might have been doing, or how long this was going on for.

She called me and asked me for my help on what we could do to get back at him. She knew I had access to one of those dominatrix dungeons. We came up with the idea to throw him a party, where he could invite any guest, knowing that he would invite her. He introduced them as friends, but Jess knew the truth.

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domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I ran a thumb along the seam of my black lace glove, savoring the slickness of the leather against my skin. The title—naughty slut, dominant bitch—they were just labels. To them, they were prayers whispered into the void. To me, they were tools.

Tonight, my tool was denial. Exquisite, slow, psychological denial. I pushed open the door, and the air shifted. Elias was already in position, knees pressed to the cold concrete, wrists secured behind him with thick, dark cuffs. He wasn’t looking at me; he wouldn’t dare until I permitted it.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

Carl and I were oiled up after we gently spread it all over each other. We were oiled up and ready for a good fuck. We got on the bed and were ready to have our bodies collide. Who knew what was going to happen when our naked bodies touched, greased up. They could go in any direction and any position.

I wanted to start with a nice sloppy blowjob, but I wanted to get some lovings at the same time. So, 69 it is. I laid down on my back, and he crawled on top of my, lining his dick up with my mouth. It was slick with oil, so I knew this would be really sloppy, just like he likes. I felt his dick slide in my mouth, sliding further down my throat. He humped my face, thrusting his cock in and out at the same time. Every thrust he made, he sucked on my clit, and I tried to wiggle to get away, and it felt so good. I knew he could make me cum in minutes this way, but I didn’t want the fun to end quite yet.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it shows off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.

We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as if nothing has happened.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I was feeling so horny on one Thursday night, so I called up an old fuck buddy, Carl, to come over and have some fun with me. We used to fool around on a regular basis when I was back in school, so it was going to be a nice night catching up. There were some supplies set up beside my bed, especially some body oil.

I got ready, in my purple lingerie, and did my makeup to match. The doorbell rang and I got excited that Carl was finally here. I put on my silk robe to go downstairs to answer the door and let him inside. I told him we were going to be in my bedroom, and sent him upstairs to get himself ready, which didn’t take him long.

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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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