xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Part two 

“Take it, Francie.” I willed my eyes to open and inhaled a full breath. The sun was shining bright in the room, and I realized I was in my bed. Surrounded by my big white pillows and comfy bedcovers. The pain of the nightmare was gone, and there was only him. The same steel-grey eyes of my dream, but now they were soft, kind, and loving.

He was on top of me, kissing my neck and cooing sweet nothings in my ear. “You’re safe. There is no pain. It was just another dream.” It took a moment to register his words. We weren’t in the kitchen, and he wasn’t punching me in the chest.

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brussel sprouts

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Little Ronnie was being bad at dinner. He started an uproar because he didn’t want to eat his brussel sprouts. Unfortunately for Mommy Anna, they were the only produce on sale and left at the store. She knew he hated them, but she kept stubbornly persisting in hopes his taste buds might change as he got older. She even seared them and doused them in bacon and a bit of syrup to trick him. But he wasn’t having it.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Aw, look at what a silly little painslut you are. I can’t believe that we, the candy girls, have found you being such a dirty whore. You’re asking girls to watch you tie up that little package of yours on skype so that we can see how much you love being degraded. When you tie up that little package, your poor balls get so swollen and purple. I have never had the pleasure of seeing someone as submissive as you. If I didn’t know any better, you would let us squeeze on those purple swollen balls until they burst. What a slut.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

How many times do I have to tell you that you will never be too much for me? Whatever you think is the ultimate “no go” fetish or taboo thought you have, we can go deeper. That is the whole thing here. Isn’t that why you seek us out? Even though you are a wimp that doesn’t deserve our time, you come to see what kind of perversions you can get away with. Wimpy fucks like you need the pain to feel pleasure. You’re just so conditioned to teasing through your whole pitiful existence it is the only thing you know.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

You are definitely gonna need to catch up with part 1 first – so click here before you go on.

So the weeks and months went by as Mistress Laylene and her girls searched bars throughout the town. Luring in all the males that were left dazed by their sheer beauty. While hundreds were coming in, all being given the same treatment as Tom/ Tami. As Mistress Laylene drove from bar to bar, a shiver ran down her spine and her panties became damp. Wielding such powerful control over all pathetic loser males, attracted to her sheer beauty. She laughed wickedly as to how easily her plan was working, to decimate these small towns, of all males. Long ago Laylene had been done so wrong by males in her relationships that she had promised herself there would be revenge. The wrath of Laylene was in full motion, with no stopping it.

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Naughty Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

I love dominating your wife and showing you how much better I can fuck her than you.  You know it makes your dick hard when I take control over both of you that way.  I ply her with a few drinks and unlock her inner lesbian.  She’s pliable and easy to manipulate and control then.  Remember, you’re the one who asked for this experience.  When I described to you everything I would do to your wife while I made you watch you couldn’t say yes fast enough.  Show me your dick right now.  Look how achingly hard it is as I remind you of what you agreed to tonight.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

The purple sequined dress clung to me like a second skin.  I ran my hands along the rough sequins sewn into the silky fabric.  My mind still couldn’t wrap itself around being invited to this high society charity ball. I’d met the CEO of the non-profit organization at the bookstore a week ago.  At first, I was worried when I realized he was following me around the store.  He didn’t even seem to be trying to be discreet about what he was doing.  When I turned and confronted him, he introduced himself and began to explain that he was smitten with me from the moment he saw me.  My worries melted away.  I got lost in his sea-green eyes and knew I would do anything he wanted.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Cougar Miqala on the Prowl. Do you like the visual of that? I love young men—barely legal, still innocent and unsure, lacking the experience to please a woman. Do you remember when you were like that? When you were a virgin. Maybe you were one of those locker room boasters who talked more about fantasies than any girl you touched. Maybe you have touched a boob or two, but you’ve never truly learned the touch of a mature, confident Cougar. Remember when you were that desperate and needy, craving someone to allow you to become a Real Man?

Think of yourself at that age walking into your first bar. Everyone is drinking and dancing, laughing as they grind against each other in ways you’ve never had.  You see me watching you from across the room, and so do your buddies. Maybe they nudge an elbow excitedly into your ribs.

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Taking Something I Can't Have Pt3

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Pt2

I told the hostess we had arrived, and she led us to a back booth, one dimly lit and far away from the rest of the crowd. I requested this spot when booking the reservation. It was somewhere we’d have to sit close as we enjoyed dinner, and I convinced him to loosen his moral compass for only one night.

I slid into the booth, which allowed me to face the rest of the restaurant. Then patted the seat next to me, “Don’t make me sit all alone.” He looked at the seat for a moment, weighing the options. Sitting so close, he knew, was dangerous. I could see him calculating a way to sit across from me. He popped the center button on his suit jacket, and I purred wickedly, “Unless you’re afraid you can’t handle it and will wanna fuck me tonight instead of your wife.” His false bravado had him laughing casually as he sat beside me.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

You think because you’re at this website you’re going to get some real TLC? Only if you want it. We still go all the way here. I am not opposed to you coming from here and getting the reaming you need in your life. Every boy needs to know his place, and that is his own form of TLC. Of course, maybe you just come to me to let go. I am good at that. But the real submissives out there know they need to be really taken care of like I am good at. Who said you could walk about without those balls being busted?

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