Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna left Ronnie at home to go visit her lover. Ronnie promised he would behave but only if he could eat whatever he wanted for dinner and watch his favorite shows in peace. Mommy agreed. Once she got everything set up for Ronnie she snuck out eagerly to meet her lover.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
I pause at the entrance of the little bar I keep for my “sessions.” It’s a dimly lit back room behind a row of forgotten bottles. Inside, the air smells of cheap drinks and old carpet, and the low hum of a jukebox plays a blues riff that feels like a warning. Not for me, of course. For him.
He’s already there, perched on a cracked leather chair, with his eyes fixed on the floor. He’s a regular. We’ll call him Aaron, though we never use names that aren’t given. Tonight, his limits are a blank page and our job is to write the story together. “Stella,” he says, as his voice trembles with a mixture of anticipation and fear. I offer him a smile that’s half invitation, half challenge. I step closer, as the click of my stilettos punctuate the silence.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
We all know that I am the sweetest, most obedient little submissive slut a guy could ask for. But sometimes, you want to lay back and relax and let me “take charge.” You want me to be romantic sensual bossy Zoey. I know you’ll take control back before too long. But sometimes it’s nice to switch roles for a little sexy change of pace.
I’ll lay you down. Maybe I’ll even tie your wrists at first with some silky scarves. That way we both can buy into the illusion that I’m gonna be the bossy one for a little bit. I rather do like the idea of you naked and at my sensual mercy.
Sweet Lovin Kayla 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Kayla loves a good SWAT just as much as the next slut, but today she’s itching to SPANK YOU. You’re sweet, BARELY LEGAL Goddess has selected a few of my favorite toys to use on your willing flesh. So strip down, bend over this bench before you. Let’s get started, shall we?
First, I’ll use the palm of my bare hands to warm up your supple skin with several soft spanks. Secondly, rubbing and kneading your ass cheeks until you’re squirming and your poor little cock is standing STRAIGHT up like it thinks it will get attention tonight. It won’t. Tonight is all about your perfect little ASS and my desire to spank you.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
He is my sissy. My apprentice. The canvas on which I will paint obedience. But he doesn’t quite know it yet. He stands in the hallway, trembling, clutching the thin, pastel cardigan I chose for him. His hair is slicked back in an artificial bob with the ends dyed a pastel pink that catches the light like bruised roses. He looks at me with a mixture of awe and terror, before his eyes dart to the leather cuffs hanging on the coat rack and the polished wooden bench where I will have him sit.
“Welcome, Alex,” I say, edged with authority. I watch the subtle shiver that ripples through his shoulders. He nods and whispers, “Yes, Mistress.” I guide him inside my apartment. The bench is already prepared. An ornate iron frame draped with a black silk sheet and a small brass bowl bearing a single, polished ruby at its center. I instruct him to strip. His hands trembled as he removes each piece of clothing until he stands there completely naked. I hand him a pair of thin lace panties and he looks at me, puzzled. “Put them on,” I say, calmly. “You’re a girl now.”
Continue reading “The canvas on which I will paint obedience.”
Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
“Um, Miss Alexus,” The little foster boy stumbled into my bedroom late one night. “I’m hungry.” His cheeks blushed when I patted the bed beside me.
“Come up here, and call me Mommy.” I shifted so the bulge in my panties was prominent. My fingers stroked over the fabric as I looked at the curious little thing. He licked his lips, and I asked, “Are you ready to earn Mommy’s milk?”
Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414
Prove you’re man enough for me. I told him. Lots of guys think that they are just some kind of gift to this earth and to women. But in reality, women aren’t that easily pleased. They may pretend to be satisfied. And they probably even fake their orgasms. For some reason women feel the need to be submissive and feminine. They think they should try to restrain and hide their strong, confident, masculine energy. Because many men are intimidated by a strong woman. But I’m tired of those weak, insecure men. I like men with big dick energy, that don’t feel the need to have to prove that they are a “MAN”. Because they know they are. And they are man enough to handle a strong woman like me. It’s such a turn on when a man is secure enough to let me take over and dominate him in bed. I will start with a strip tease of course while I slowly undress him. Once I get him completely stripped down to nothing, I tease him. Then I lay him down and straddle his face. I make him eat my pussy until I cum all over him.
Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
Where are all my foot freaks? The boys who can’t get enough of toes, soles, insteps, and heels. Those who worship every inch of a sexy woman’s foot like mine. I know what drives you wild and I’m prepared to give you exactly what you need. It’s time for a sensual and sexy foot job for my foot freaks. My feet are lotioned and pedicured. So, they’re soft and beautiful and ready to tease you into mind blowing ecstasy. Get down in front of me and prepare for me to control you with these sexy feet until you explode all over them.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
His name was Daniel. He was devoted in the way that every part of him was constructed for my worship. He brought me coffee every morning. His hands trembled slightly, his eyes were already downcast in anticipation of my day. He kept my world in a perfect, silent order. It was too clean, though. That type of perfection is a vacuum and I am not a creature of neat spaces.
I chose Marcus for his crude vitality. Where Daniel was porcelain, Marcus was raw iron. I didn’t invite him over. Instead, I commanded Daniel to arrange it. The look on his face when I issued his instructions was priceless. “You will serve us drinks, you will address him as ‘Sir.’ Most importantly, you will watch.”