xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
A silly little fuck toy got out of line last night. He forgot that as a devoted little slave, he doesn’t get to choose when and how we play, just that he must obey his Mistress. It seems as though he misunderstood something I said and got his feelings twisted up over nothing. Being butthurt caused him a punishment session today. A session I do hope we get to repeat often.
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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 show’s 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 nothing has happened.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
“Fuck.” He grunted as he trailed his fingers down the center of my panties. “You’re more than ready, huh, baby?” His fingers carefully slipped under my panties, and he pushed two into me. I felt his thumb holding John’s helpful toy in place as he pumped his digits in and out of me. My body arched, and I cooed in pleasure.
“More,” I begged like a whore.
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Punished by the Rancher: One summer I had the chance to work on a ranch doing an animal behavior internship. I was super excited because I love riding and was hoping maybe I could learn roping. It was in a different state than where I live, and the rancher offered me room and board along with my salary. As a poor college student that was a huge deal and great offer I just couldn’t turn down. I certainly wasn’t disappointed when I finally met the rancher face to face when I arrived. He was way older than me but better looking than many boys my own age. My daddy issues were going to be fueling my fantasies all summer long.
Tom 1-844-332-2639, ext 342
Faggot Training is about to commence. Hey you! Yes, you over there sitting on the couch. Like a lump of lard. You’ve been stuck at home and not been able to go out. Overeating and slacking off because you are so weak minded and soft. No excuses, faggot.
Tied Open: When we started our session tonight, Sir told me that I have been doing too much Topping from the bottom lately. He said that tonight was about learning that I am not the one in control when we are Dominant and submissive. Sir makes the rules and sets the scenes, I’m to be the good slutty submissive and not thing but only do as I’m told.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
The good-looking man at the podium appeared to have everything perfectly prepared for his lecture. His sexy glasses slid down the bridge of his nose while he thumbed through some papers while the rest of the students settled in. I was happy to have arrived early for a front-row seat.
The professor began his lecture, and I felt his eyes find my long legs. He cleared his throat, a feeble attempt to focus; I wasn’t about to let that happen.
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Trip to the Woodshed: My Daddy Dom and I have agreed upon rules that I follow. My feisty and energetic personality sometimes means that I get caught up in the moment and forget to make good choices. Usually I can follow the rules we have. I did agree to them after all. However, occasionally, I am filled with energy that I am unable to contain on my own and I break a rule. When this happens, there are most certainly agreed upon consequences.
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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349 Tom 844-332-2639 EXT 342
Cockfight, dick wrestling, whatever you want to call it, I know you want to watch it. The other day it dawned on me how much you secret sissy bitches have been stroking yourselves to the idea of playing with Tom or me. So I had this idea for a fun way for all of us to play together.
We’re going to have a cockfight. The winner gets to fuck you.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
You aren’t one for crowds, but your friend’s convinced you. So this year, you simply HAD to attend fuck fest. The weekend-long Halloween party where girls get in free and guys pay to fuck as many of them as possible. You have to register weeks before the event. Everyone attending has to have an STD and background check. Once you step through the gates, no one knows who you are. A mask that covers the top half of your face is required. You aren’t allowed to take it off.
Each guest is given a semi-permanent tattoo ID number placed on the inside of your forearm before you show up. Security flashes a light over the number, checks you in, and that’s it. Anything that happens after is up to you.