Category: cock and ball torment

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

“Please don’t go out tonight.” My boyfriend pleaded for the hundredth time. “You’ve gone out every night this week; I miss you. When do I get your attention?” I rolled my eyes at his question and bit my tongue so I didn’t tell him when he grew four more inches of cock he’d get all of my attention.

“I won’t be long. I’ll be home before you even know it.” I cupped his cheek and playfully slapped it a few times. “Don’t wait up, though.” Not waiting to hear any more of his pouting, I skipped out of the house and into the car of my lover. Right there in the driveway with my beta boyfriend looking out the front door, I shoved my tongue into my lover’s mouth. After long passionate moments of tongue fucking, I looked back to see the jealous face of my boyfriend. I waved and giggled as we pulled away from the house. Mmm, I loved ruining betas!

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The Betting Pool

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Now, cum now!” Jessica wailed, slamming her fists down on the coffee table in front of her. “Hold it, slave. Fucking hold it.” Sasha purred, confusing the sub duct tapped to the closet door with a fuck machine pounding his asshole from underneath.

“Let it go, baby.” Becky encouraged, and I cackled while tapping my riding crop against the giant timer that ticked away. All the girls looked over, and Jessica jumped off the couch, ripping her top to flash the sub her bouncy tits. “CUM NOW you STUPID slut!” she yelled at him, but it didn’t matter. Her time in the betting pool had come and gone, yet the sub did not explode.

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Needy Little Cock Tease

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My Dad’s best friend, Rick, thinks I have no idea how horny he is for me. He tries to play it cool and hide his boner every time I prance into the room, but it’s so obvious how weak he is for me. Last night, he was over our house, drinking and playing music in my Dad’s garage. I’m supposed to leave the boys alone while they are playing, but I was bored. I poked my head through the doorway and wiggled my fingers at my Dad, who rolled his eyes and set down his guitar. “What are you doing, Kayla? It’s a school night, you should be in bed.” I pouted out my lips and slipped into the room, wearing my tiny PJ tank top that hugged tight over my growing breasts and showed a lot of my tiny midriff. The matching PJ shorts were a touch too small, and the bottoms of my buttcheeks peeked out under the short hems. I folded my hands together behind my back and swayed side to side, batting my lashes at Daddy.

“But you guys are playing so well, can I just sit and listen for a little bit?”

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cock witch

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

They call me ‘The Collector.’ My coven might raise a brow at my methods, but they don’t understand the relentless ache, the void only true satisfaction can fill. I am predacious by nature, preying only on those submissive men who believe their shriveled cocks are enough. They read the runes, they sign the parchments, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and fervent hope. They know the terms: if they do not measure up, they become an offering. An ornament. A keepsake.

I had another one show up tonight. A nervous young man, all trembling anticipation, stood before my altar. The scent of black candles and patchouli filled the chamber. He stripped, his body a canvas for my scrutiny. I circled him, my gaze a physical weight, assessing. My eyes, usually a calming forest green, glowed with a faint, reddish heat.

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Stand There and Take It, For Me

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

“Please, Mama.” He whined as his cock bobbed pathetically. “I can’t take it anymore!” The snivingly bitch wasn’t even crying real tears. My hand swatted out again. Striking the head of his erect penis and sending it flying.

Precum splattered at our feet and over his naked tummy. Thankfully, his arms were tied above his head, or he might do something stupid like try to stroke himself to orgasm. “I’ll slap it as many times as I like. It amuses me. Stand there, and take it for me.”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I remember the day I first laid eyes on your microscopic member. I couldn’t help but laugh at the pitiful sight. It looked like a shriveled up prune, a sad little nub that could barely be called a manhood. And the way it flopped around futilely, as if it thought it had a chance at bringing anyone pleasure. How adorable. And yet, how pathetic.

You tried to protest when I first threatened to cage that tiny prick of yours. “What if I get aroused?” you whined. As if your pathetic arousal meant anything to me. The only function your dick has is to bring me amusement now.

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gaming

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I smirked, perched on the edge of Liam’s desk, my gaze raking over him. He was tied to his own gaming chair, a pathetic picture of frustrated desire. Miss Anna, a vision in black leather, circled him with her eyes laser-focused on his, her crimson-painted nails tapping against a riding crop she held with menacing grace.

“Having a little trouble, Liam?” I purred, my voice dripping with mock concern. He just groaned, his eyes squeezed shut, a sheen of sweat slicking his forehead. We’d given him a simple rule: hands behind his head, or else. But the little sub was struggling. “Please,” he gasped, eyes fluttering open to meet mine. “Please, Amber, I can’t! I can’t hold it.”

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1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

You knelt before me, eyes downcast, hands bound behind your back, your arousal evident through the locked chastity cage I had fastened around your manhood. Your submission was a sight to behold, a testament to my dominance. “Remember, you’re here to watch, to learn, to serve,” I reminded you, my voice a husky whisper.

The room was a symphony of moans and sighs, a chorus of pleasure. Multiple black men, each a specimen of raw masculinity, were scattered around the room, their cocks hard and ready. I walked among them, my body bare, my curves on full display. I was the conductor of this orchestra of lust, and they were my instruments. Continue reading “Forcing My Loser in Chastity and Watching Me Take BBC” →

Subby Is Locked But I Want To Play

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I own a little subby boy who’s cock is terribly sensitive. It brings me great pleasure to tie him up and torment his cock. I love to lube it up and stroke it to the brink of pleasure then deny him. Watching him writhe makes me giggle. However, recently my sensitive boy was naughty and the result was my tender plaything being locked up in chastity. *pouts*

It’s really not fair that his punishment should punish both of us. There is no need for me to deny myself pleasure when I’m the one in control, so tonight, I’ve made him sit and watch while I invited another Sub boy over to play.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Hey there, my pathetic little bitch boy. Let’s get one thing straight – your cock belongs to me now. I own that worthless little dick of yours and I’m going to lock it up in a cage where it belongs. You aren’t allowed to touch it without my permission, and let’s be real, those pathetic begging sessions are few and far between.

I know you’re imagining rubbing your hard cock right now, wishing you could stroke yourself to orgasm. Tough luck, loser. That’s not happening anymore. I’ve taken away all your stroking privileges. You’ll be denied release for a long, long time. Maybe if you’re an extra good boy and make me cum hard enough, I’ll let you out of your cage next month to pleasure me. But don’t count on it.

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