1844-33-CANDY Ext 423
I can hear your heavy breathing as you walk into my dungeon, submissive little slave. You look so delicious, nervous yet excited for your first time experience with a humiliatrix.
“You’re going to love every second of this,” I purr, running my fingers down your chest. “But first, I need to blindfold you.” Continue reading “My Sub’s First Glory Hole”
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I make Daddy weak-kneed. He loves my tight little body. I mean, what’s not to love? But in particular, Daddy can’t resist my sweet and sexy charms. Last night I felt in the mood to test Daddy’s resolve. So, I put on a pretty little nightie and sat on the couch watching TV until he came home from work. He stopped as soon as he entered the living room. His jaw dropped open and his cock immediately created a bulge in his pants. I grinned up at him and patted the cushion next to me letting my legs fall open even more.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I had a little devious plan. My professor’s wife was out of town. And my imagination was running wild. So I came up with a plan. I’m still trying to get back at her for treating me so horribly. So I’m giving her husband everything she can’t. Is there any better way to get back at a woman? I decided to get my friend in on the plan. We got dressed up in some cute little school uniform skirts. But instead of the typical school uniform tops, we wore sexy little tops. We also wore stockings with garter belts, cute little lacy thongs, and sexy mary jane heels.
We knocked on the front door. He opened it and looked so surprised and confused. He looked us up and down. Then he said “Rachel, what on earth are the two of you doing here?” I told him that we needed some extra credit. That was most definitely the first time I’ve ever seen him speechless. He didn’t know what to say. He stood aside and let us in.
Lola 1844-332-2639 ext 242
I need to tell you about this messed up thing that happened the other day. While shopping for Christmas presents, this guy came up behind me and said, “you look like a girl who likes to be led.”
I glared, spun around in irritation and in my Dommiest voice I snapped, “Excuse me?” I was livid, some guys think that all women will follow all men. Not true! Telling me he wants to lead me is the opposite of a turn on. If you want my respect, you need to prove yourself.
I stuttered a bit when I took in the person in front of me, he was HOT. I toned down my voice a bit and we exchanged a few perfunctory introductions. As we chatted, I started to warm to him. There was no question the man was a Dom.
Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
Nothing makes a girl like me happier than when you get on your knees to jingle my bells. I know you act like you’ve never thought about having smooth, soft girl bells in your mouth before, but why did the idea of that make your mouth water?
Don’t be ashamed that you want to taste me. You know I’d smell so good when you kneel before me and peel down my pretty panties. It’s not gay at all; I’m a girl.
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
“She isn’t the same Dr. Julie. When we first met, our sex life was great. She was open to all of my fetishes and fantasies. She wanted to please me. She cared about my thoughts and feelings. We used to talk for hours, she truly cared about what I had to say. And now it’s like I’m invisible. Or worse. Sometimes I feel like she’s just totally disgusted by me. In the beginning she was excited and eager to try new things in bed. Now I’m a pervert if I mention trying anything at all. We used to do all kinds of kinky things. We even had a couple of threesomes. How did she change so much? What happened Dr. Julie? She’s not the same person I married. But I feel guilty for having these thoughts. I’m really conflicted. Can you please help me?”
First, I explained that this is very common. Women go through hormonal changes that affect their bodies and emotions in different ways. People in general grow and mature through the years. They may grow in different directions. Then there’s all the “stuff” that happens in relationships through the years.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
After Mommy Anna had spanked Naughty Ronnie’s bottom another shade of red, he laid in bed in his room throwing his baseball up towards the ceiling and catching it as it fell back towards him in deep thought. He pondered what all those words meant, the dirty words that Mommy Anna had said. He contemplated and thought he might ask one of his sisters for an explanation, but was scared that they would tattle on him and tell Mommy about how he was obsessing over them.
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Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456
I’m so damn bored! Sitting in this house with no one but my cucky boy toy is driving me hella crazy! So I need some fun and I need it right now! Something wild and crazy. I can’t wait another second to get my pussy wet. There are a few friends I like to play with. I call them my spanking boys. My good little boys that love to be bent over and spanked. Normally I would only call them one at a time but that’s not going to cut it today. I want them all.
So I call them and they are all down for a spanking. My cuck boy won’t be left out of the fun though. He’s been bored too so I’ll be a good cucktress and let him in on my fun too. Lining all my boys up across my bed. Four of them are right next to each other. Hands tied behind their backs. Gags in their mouths. Feet bound tight and connected to the bed frame. These boys are going nowhere. And there will be no screaming for help either.
Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
Since this is the giving month and I just love having parties at my house I’ve decided to have a one of a kind party. In high school I was a very popular girl. I was wild and down to do anything. All the boys knew that and everyone wanted some of this sexy girl. I turned a lot of boys down though. A lot of the time it wasn’t because I didn’t want to fuck them. It was just because I could. I liked the idea of knowing that I had rejected them and might have hurt their cocks feelings.
That’s all about to change though. I dug out my old yearbook and I am going to invite all the men I said no to in high school. I’m not going to tell them why they are coming over. They wont even know there is going to be anyone else here. Once I get them all here and I get to see their confused faces I’m going to spill the beans. I plan to tell them exactly why they are here and what I want from each and every one of them.
1844-33-CANDY EXT 423
“You’re late,” I say, looking at my watch as you walk through the door.
“I’m sorry, Mistress,” you reply, bowing your head in submission. “I apologize for my tardiness.”
I can see the fear in your eyes, and I know you’re wondering what punishment awaits you for your disobedience. Then I stand up from my chair and walk over to you, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor. After that, I reach out and stroke your cheek, feeling the stubble on your chin.
“You know what happens to slaves who are late, don’t you?” I ask, my voice low and seductive.
“Yes, Mistress,” you reply, your voice trembling.
“Good,” I say, my lips curling into a smile. “Follow me.”
I lead you to the back of the house, to the room where I keep all of my toys. I can see your eyes widen as you take in the array of whips, chains, and other devices that I use to punish my slaves. Continue reading “Don’t Be Late!”