Category: bondage phonesex

Kora 1844-332-2369 Ext.309

Sexy ebony Dom Kora was in her sex dungeon cleaning the sex equipment from her last appointment. Then, all of a sudden, her next appointment was early. Dom Kora walks to the front of the dungeon to greet her next cum patient. His name is Evan, and he says he is here for cock and ball play and sensation play; DOM Kora begins putting up the cleaning supplies and cleans her hands. She puts on her Dom equipment and gets her instruments of pleasure. Dom Kora walks back into the room with Evan and says, “Take off your clothes now !” Dom Kora shouts as she waves her paddle.

Evan immediately gets undressed and stands in front of Dom Kora with a soft cock; Kora begins walking around Evan, observing him, and then she instructs him to lock eyes with her Evan gets hard immediately without hesitation, and that makes Dom Kora smirk a little. Dom Kora touches Evan with a sex whip on his chest, which pushes him to the sex table. Dom Kora begins handcuffing him to the table and standing the table upright; Kora proceeds to ask, “Why are you here to see Dom Kora?”

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Spit Bubbles

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I have a craving for spit bubbles today. I’m a girl who always indulges in her desires. That’s why I’ve slipped you into the latex vacuum bed. The soft whirring of the vacuum blocks out any other sounds around you as it constantly pulls the air from the bag, causing the latex to suck against you like a second skin.

Head to toe, you are entirely encapsulated into the vacuum bed, except for the hole just big enough to allow your hard cock to stretch through. From within the bed, you’ll be unable to struggle or protest—such an effective bondage method.

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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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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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I’m a Red-Hot and Spicy Teen Cherrie of the Candy Girls. I’ll have you drooling and craving me endlessly. I will not stop until you are left mindless, confused and I have stripped you ever every aspect of your manhood. You’ll surrender your manhood in desperation to be with me, craving even a glance of my attention. You know you don’t deserve it. You can’t get an amazingly sexy and controlling teen brat like me, can you? You’ve dreamt of a girl like me, but even your dreams are lacking against my beauty. You’ll be ready to give me anything, especially those pathetic balls between your legs for the opportunity for a life of complete and utter submission to your Ginger Goddess.

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Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Oh, yesterday, I treated myself! Maybe you think a sub cumming through her clitty cage is a gift to the sub, but I didn’t really care how she felt about our play. It was for ME. I am her Mistress, after all, so why shouldn’t I get to play with my toys as I see fit? My girlie has been locked up for nearly 28 days now and has only been allowed to cum twice, including last night.

I just love to watch her cum through her cage. The struggle and building pressure of pleasure turns me on so much. How she waits for permission to release and then rushes to please me. Most often, we release her anally. She rides cock so well, but last night she completed her assignment of purchasing a vibrating wand for me to use on her cage.

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house

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My horny little in-house fuck boy slave thought it would be a good idea to crawl into my bed while I was sleeping. Yes, my body is designed for a man to press up against it, but fuck, boy slaves are not men. Their dicks are far too short, and it isn’t his place.

An in-house fuck boy’s sleeping place is in the pet bed, on the floor, at the end of my bed. I know my sleeping naked must have been too much for him horny mind, but I don’t give a fuck. What he did was unacceptable. Daring to press against my skin without permission? That boy had to pay.

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Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

We entered the gym, and the lights shut off. Someone let out a horrible scream from the opposite side of the room, and then I felt hands grabbing my waist. I screamed and kicked, but whoever had grabbed me was much stronger. The wind was pushed out of my lungs as they hauled me over their shoulder and rushed into the high school locker room.

It was too dark to see who or what was carrying me. They carried me easily, no matter how hard I thrashed or pounded my fists on their back. The locker room lights flickered, making me dizzy as my fear swirled through me. I watched helplessly as the lockers and benches were passed, and my captor carried me into the shower stalls. Their fingers dug into my thighs as I dropped me from their shoulder to the shower floor. I tried to scramble up to my feet, but a high-heeled boot planted itself in my chest, and a feminine voice said, “I don’t think so bitch.”

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Come over here and let me taste you.  I want to take my time and lick every single inch of your hot sexy body.  There are so many ways for me to drive you wild with just my tongue.  Have you ever experienced a long, slow, and sensual tasting like I have planned for you tonight?  There’s absolutely a time and place for frantic and passionate fucking.  But that’s not what I have in mind for us tonight.  I plan to strip you completely and utterly naked and then to use just my tongue on every inch of your body until you’re begging me for more.

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