Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
You said you’d do anything for me. If I’d take you on as my submissive. Anything was a bold choice of words, and I make sure my stupid sluts put their service where their mouth is.
That’s how you ended up in the mall parking lot at two AM wearing only a bra and sneakers, bouncing on a dildo in front of my car’s headlight. Hands raised up and clutching the back of your head.
Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454
“Nothing under that?” he asked setting his pack on the floor between us. “Just like you said” I giggled. He put his hand underneath my skirt, no panties and no bra.
He asked and I delivered. He sighed aloud “how am I supposed to watch the movie now?” I hung my head and giggled. “You owe me, I got us drinks” I shrugged. “Name it” He slid the hoodie off exposing his shaved head and leaned over “you shouldn’t say stuff like that, you don’t know what I might name”
Now I was laughing, he took my hand and planted it on his head. “Just did it” it felt like peach fuzz. I never understood men with heads of hair shaving it all off. He moved in closer and put his head on my lap, lifted my skirt and pushed himself further until his head was almost underneath. “you just did yours too” we both laughed loudly in the open theater. There weren’t too many people.
We made plans to watch a movie together but not without drinks.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Naughty Ronnie finished his dinner. He even helped Mommy Anna with the dishes. She looked at him from the corner of her eye, making sure he put every bit of effort into washing, wiping and drying. When it was all said and done he said: ‘’Mommy, can I go outside and ride my bike?’’ ‘’Okay,’’ Mommy Anna said, but you’d better be in by 9 and sign in for your bed, or Mommy is going to lock the door.
I walked into the empty storefront, the echo of my heels clicking on the polished concrete floor. This was it—the future home of OnlyFucks, a place where anything goes and sex is always on the table. No taboo is too weird or wonderful. I could already see the shelves lined with books, toys, and other delights that would make even the most conservative of folks blush.
My best friend and business partner, Jake, stood by the window, sketching out a layout on a notepad. “You know, Amber, this is going to be a fucking hit,” he said, looking up with a grin. “People are going to love it.” I smiled back, feeling a rush of excitement. “Oh, I know. I can already see the lines out the door. But first, we need to make sure everything is perfect.” He raised an eyebrow. “Perfect? Or perfectly filthy?”
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Lately, I’ve been craving a big boy. You know, a real manly man. Some hefty, masculine, blue collar, good ol’ boy who can toss my ass around and make me feel like the Goddess I am.
I can’t help but lust over greasy, calloused hands that could put me in my place with one squeeze. I want to feel small in his meaty arms. Protected and cherished. Like he’d burn the world for me, and it wouldn’t faze him in the slightest.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
I’m a domme who loves to punish men who drool over me. I don’t like them, I like that they pay me. Today, I’ve got a new client, a man named Jack. He’s a regular caller, but this is our first time talking. I answer the call with a sultry “Oui Bonjour, Jack.” He stammers, “H-hi, Stella.” I can hear the nervousness in his voice, and it makes my pussy tingle. I love the power I have over these men. “So, Jack, tell me, what do you want to talk about today?” I ask, my voice dripping with seduction. He hesitates then says, “I…I want to talk about…you.”
I laugh, a deep, throaty sound. “Oh, Jack, you’re a naughty boy, aren’t you? You want to talk about me? Well, let’s talk about my body, then.” I describe my curves, my small but full breasts, my tight ass, and my wet pussy. I can hear his breathing quicken, and I know he’s touching his cock. They all sound the same when they touch it. I smile, knowing I have him under my control. “Imagine my hands on your dick, Jack.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
Abusive throat fucking isn’t just for brainless bimbos. I’ve concluded that every homophobic, closed-minded boy bitch needs to have his throat stretched open by this TS Goddess and my perfect shecock. Sissy whores and thirsty females jump on my cock all day long, but I’m itching for a challenge.
That’s right; I’m talking about you. The macho man always takes what he wants and demands nothing short of perfection. Your time on top is over; now you’ll kneel before me and gargle my hot spunk like a good boy.
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.”
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
My true weakness is a sexy, dominant man. I know that I come across as an outgoing girl, but I’m really just a submissive teen at heart. Sometimes I love giving up all control to a dominant man and being the submissive slut that so many of you have come to know and love.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203 ☏ ☏ ☏ Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Mommy Anna was preparing a special dinner. She had Little Zoey and Ronnie help her prepare everything: cutting up the vegetables, toasting bread, and then she made them set the table just right. Zoey was a perfectionist and she made sure to correct Ronnie every time he cut a vegetable the wrong way, or folded the napkins wrong at the dinner table.