Category: cock control

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

I was working in my dungeon, excuse me, my OFFICE, and a really interesting client came downstairs to greet me. He was very alpha, brown hair and eyes, covered in muscles. It looked like he really like to work out. He told me that he was a very dominant man, but he wanted to try something new and be a sub for once. I was up for the challenge!

I told him to go to the wall and the first step in becoming a sub was becoming vulnerable, so I made him shed all his clothes, including his boxers and socks. Nothing can make you more submissive than standing completely naked in front of a stranger. He went along with it, and I admired the specimen that was standing in front of me.

The next step was putting on a pair of frilly underwear. Wearing panties was like a gateway to dressing up all together. He said he wasn’t feeling fully brave enough to wear clothes, but he was willing to try on a pair of panties for me. I got the girliest pair I could find: pink lacey panties with a bow on the front.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 EXT 463

I was at a coffee house one day and I saw an interesting flyer on the wall. It was for a girl-on-girl Jello wrestling contest. I’ve been stuck in a rut, and I was all for trying something new. I decided to let them pick a random girl for me and just be surprised.

On a Friday night, I got to the contest. It was in an old, abandoned warehouse. It was a little spooky, but I was all ready for it. Showing off my beautiful, perky tits, was my purple sequin bikini and beautiful matching purple makeup. I had my hair pulled up in a messy bun, I didn’t want it pulled too much, although that wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

I saw a soft kiddie pool full of lime green Jello. It looked good enough to eat, especially after our dirty feet and bodies soak in it. I know I would surely make my opponent eat it. I saw my opponent, Cherry, on the other side of the mat. She was about my height but built with nothing but pure muscle.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

Mr. Frank was my cheer team’s biggest contributor. He won an award, and I couldn’t wait to give him his prize. He told me backstage one day that he had a fantasy of a cheer team massage turn orgy. I would invite the girls to my house and then ask him to come too. He would walk up the stairs on go to the room at the end of the hallway. That’s where they were waiting for him.

Melissa, the captain and tall blonde, told him to strip down to his boxers if that made him the most comfortable and to lay down on the bed. Melissa came up on his left, and Judy, her right hand, beautiful tall red head, came up on his right side. They were no longer wearing their cheer uniforms but matching red and purple satin lingerie instead.

Judy had some body oil in her hand and started rubbing it in all over Mr. Franks back, down his sculpted ass, and his legs. She told him to turn over; they were ready to handle his front side now too.

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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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If You Dress Like a Girl ...

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I know you worry about people thinking you’re a gay boy but the truth is, if you dress like a girl when you suck cock it still makes you a heterosexual. There is nothing gay about a girl with a cock in her mouth. It doesn’t matter how hard your little faggot dick gets inside the pretty panties stretched over your tiny boner.

It doesn’t matter that you cup your manboobs inside of the soft bra and lick your lips for another taste of more cum. So long as you’re dressed like a girl it’s totally striaght.

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It's Locktober Time

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Locktolder starts on Wednesday, losers. This year, I plan to hoard the keys of many male slaves. Not just puny little clits either! I want to lock up thick, big dicks too. My hope is that I’ll look like a Janitor with so many chastity keys on my key holder.

Everyone will hear me jingling down the street and think, “There goes Mama Lea and her big ol’ ring of keys.” Locktober is a time of denial, and I expect it to last all thirty-one days!

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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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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I went to the amusement park for a date with my crush one day. I was so excited for all the thrilling rides, but I was nervous to be with him. I had a huge crush on him for a long time; his name was Jason. It was going to be warm, so I wore a pretty yellow floral sundress to the park. I wanted to be prepared in case he was thinking about fooling around.

Jason picked me up in a Jeep, with the top down. It was a beautiful day for that. After driving for thirty minutes, we arrived at the amusement park. You could see all the wild and fun rides. I wanted to get on the newest roller coaster first.

The roller coaster was the oldest in the park and made of wood. We got in line and Jason held my hand. In the same moment he kissed me and added a bit of tongue. I could feel the sparks run through me. We got to the front of the line and we were on and set to go. He held my hand the entire time, even when are hands were raised up in the air.

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Glory Hole Faggot Slut

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

The door closed soundlessly. My hand slipped from Sean’s, allowing me to adjust the small screen in the booth. Sounds of porn and moaning could be heard from all around us, but I selected a cock sucking video, and it caught Sean’s nervous attention right away. “See? You want that, right?” My hands moved to his back. Rubbing him gently and massaging his shoulders. Then I turned him to face the hole in the wall. We both looked down at the empty opening, and he started to hyperventilate.

“Watch the screen.” I moaned and slid my right hand into his pants. His cock was harder than I’d ever felt it. “That’s it, my little glory hole faggot slut. We’ll fill your pretty mouth with cock soon enough.” His dick dribbled over my fingers, and we both froze when we heard footsteps enter the booth on the other side of the wall.

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