Category: BDSM

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Every single day we all eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Very important, as that’s how we stay alive. Duh. But the stress of making food all the time leans on everyone. But when in doubt, we all go out to buy a favourite of ours. Favourite foods are always the best thing to eat when you can. One of any girl’s favourite thing to eat is simple. No, not pizza or cake. Put simply: We love eating cum. And the ones that say that’s gross, or just a stupid thing some slut said online? They’re lying. I promise you, it’s such a rewarding meal.

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Goon-tarded

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

It started out innocent enough; all you wanted to do was jerk off. Not just masturbate, but really fucking enjoy yourself. I know how competitive you are. How badly you wanted to push the limits of your body and its own pleasure. How could you know that the more you edged, the deeper you dove into my hypnosis porn, that you would lose yourself and become Goon-tarded?

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Chasinmg New Heights Pt 2

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

He quickly slides down her body and places two fingers inside her, tips hooked to heaven as he nearly lifts her ass off the bed from inside her. His lips seal around her clit. His tongue darting across her and dragging his cum out of her slit.

Inside her, that familiar pressure begins to rise again as she grabs sharply onto his hair. Her legs go wide, and her eyes roll back. She lets go of herself, and the first wave of orgasm hits her like a brick wall. Her vision goes white as her body shakes underneath him. He stops his assault for only a moment to breathe deep.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Once a week, I like to let my hair down, get wild and crazy, and go dancing at the local bar. It’s my Boot Stomping Night Out, dressed for dancing, with my leather boots on. These are special. Knee-high, 4-inch thick heels, and so well worn, they wrap perfectly around my muscular calf. There is nothing like music flowing through you and an absolute desire to stomp on more than the barroom floor. Getting boozed up is fun, especially when I know I will get what I want from an unsuspecting man who’ll become my victim. Continue reading “Boot Stomping Night Out” →

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Do you ever get bored? And I don’t mean like, “This book isn’t as good as I hoped” kind of bored. That sucks too though, been there! The kind of bored I’m talking about is bored in bed. Another night of missionary, 5 minutes of thrusting and then goodnight. YAWN! Who wants that for the rest of their lives? And the number one complainers of this is for sure married men. Are you one of those guys? I would complain too. Wives are just too boring and settled in to have the kind of fun a young girl does! The young ones are creative.

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Mistress Takes Back The Bridegroom

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A bridegroom needs to be stolen back. See, a sub who serves so well is something a Domme should hold tight to. You know the saying, “It’s hard to find good help.” Well, it’s true of submissive boys as well. Finding one who isn’t an attention-needing, whiney whore is tough to come by, which is why I couldn’t let my sub get married.

He came to me the night before the big day and confessed to being in love. He said he was afraid to tell me because he knew how much I’d be hurt by him leaving me, and I was. More so, I was heartsick that he hadn’t shared this part of his life with me. I knew he’d been dating, but a wife? I wasn’t about to let him go without a fight.

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Cajun Door Bell Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

The other day I was feeling naughty and frisky.  I know, what else is new, right?  I was helping Sir wash dishes at his mom’s house.  The towel I was using was getting pretty damp from drying dishes.  I couldn’t stop myself.  So, I twirled up the wet hand towel and *crack* snapped Sir right in the ass.  His mom laughed and I got to giggling so hard I had to sit down.  The look he gave me let me know that I was going to pay for that later.  Still, in that moment it was totally worth whatever was going to happen when Sir got me home.

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Anna 1844-332-2639 Ext 203   Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

The other night, Anna and I sat down for drinks after a long shift. She sat across from me in barely there lingerie, her high heel dangled from one foot as she crossed her legs. She let out a big huff and raked her hand through her thick, gorgeous hair. “What’s wrong, beautiful,” I asked, carefully adjusting my cock in my small panties so she wouldn’t see how her body was affecting me.

“It’s these sissy faggots and diaper dummies.” She sipped from her glass as I nodded. They are more than a handful when you begin juggling them. “They all want to service cock but are too afraid to ACTUALLY do anything about it.” She shrugged with her hands in the air. “I just don’t know how to make them.” She looked up at me, and I knew the twinkle in her eyes was twining in my own. “Wait…” I reached for her hand as the same idea formed in my mind. “Will you be my faggot enforcer?”

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I absolutely love the twelve days of Christmas.  Who doesn’t love presents for days?  My Master was very generous this year and gave me so many wonderful gifts.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my Master gave to me twelve black cocks to gang bang.  He knows I love BBC so much!

On the eleventh day of Christmas my Master gave to me eleven expandable butt plugs.  Who doesn’t love a little anal stretching and training?

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

A little sissy bitch called and asked for hot wax play. I was thrilled to be his personal guide to the delicious pain and pleasure of dripping burning wax over his otherwise useless clit. You’ve read about this sissyslut before, so you can already imagine that he was whimpering when I asked if a candle was already burning.

The fool had a votive candle lit, clearly not knowing that a taper candle is the preferred tool for this type of play. The problem with a votive option is the wax puddles around the wick as it melts. Pools of melted wax are MUCH hotter than drops that dribble from the tip of a tapper.

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