Category: Domination

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It was a typical Friday evening, and I was lounging on my couch, scrolling through my phone when Max’s name popped up on my screen. I hadn’t heard from him in years, not since our ill-fated relationship ended abruptly. My curiosity piqued, I answered the call. “Hey, Max,” I said, trying to sound casual. “What’s up?”

“Hey, babe,” he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of desperation. “I just wanted to apologize for what happened between us. I know I messed up, and I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately.” “Max, we both know why we broke up. I just couldn’t deal with your…” I paused for dramatic effect, “micro cock.” Max sighed heavily on the other end of the line. “I know, I know. But I’ve been working on myself, and I’ve been doing a lot of research on how to please a woman. I promise things will be different this time.”

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna always believed that a Spanking a day kept a Naughty boy at bay. She was  tempted to punish and spank her naughty boy EVEN when he was behaving for her. For she knew that it would only be a matter of time, before he was naughty again or that she would catch him doing something wrong.

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MILF Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

I noticed him when I first moved in next door to his house.  He seemed so young and virile.  I caught him staring at my body a few times when I would do yard work.  A plan hatched in my mind.  So, I called him over to my yard and asked him if he’d like a summer job.  He eagerly admitted that he’d love some summer work.  I smiled as he stared at my tits the entire time we talked.  Then I told him to come into the house so we could discuss the terms of his summer job.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Oh man do I love it rough. As I recline on the plush hotel bed, the anticipation is palpable. My latest conquest, a ruggedly handsome man named Jake, towers over me with a cocky grin. It’s obvious he’s eager to claim my body as his playground. And I’m more than ready to submit.

Jake strips off his clothes, revealing an impressive physique and a massive erection straining against his boxers. I lick my lips, my pussy already dripping with arousal. When he frees his cock, it springs out, thick and long, the engorged head glistening with precum.

“Get on your hands and knees, dirty girl,” Jake commands, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. I obey immediately, presenting my ass to him like the fucktoy I am. He wastes no time, gripping my hips and driving his massive cock into my soaked cunt with a forceful thrust.

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You Still Wear Your Mom's Pantyhose

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I know your secret. Did you know you talk in your sleep? It’s true. After a fantastic night of lovemaking, with my head resting against your chest as you slept, I heard you mumble. I listened more carefully, and what you said was, “Please, Mommy. I won’t wear them again. Don’t spank me.”

Wear them? I thought. What had my naughty boy stolen from his Mommy that caused him to get punished? “What did you wear?” I asked softly, while noting how your cock pulsed to life under the blankets.

“Your pantyhose again.” You tossed your head side to side in your slumber as if you could escape Mommy’s wrath.

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Subby Teen

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

As a subby teen my weakness is a tall, strong man. I know that I come across as an outgoing party girl. But I’m really a sub at heart. Sometimes I love giving up all control to a strong man and being the submissive slut that so many of you have come to know and love.

I’ve always gotten a little tingle in my panties when being told what to do. Even as a younger girl. When I would get in trouble with my parents, I would notice this strange feeling and I couldn’t really figure out what was happening. I was honestly a bit worried but then I got a little older and realized that I was just a horny, subby teen. Once I figured that out all I wanted was to be controlled.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As I walked into the bedroom, I locked eyes with my sissy, dressed in an outfit put together by yours truly, Mistress Diana. Today’s theme was pink and white polka dots, a cute ensemble that accentuated his feminine curves. But what truly transformed the look was the pair of matching panties I made him wear.

It had taken some convincing at first, but my sissy eventually understood that pleasing his Mistress meant embracing this particular kink. Now, he eagerly awaited my approval, his petite frame radiating a mix of excitement and nervousness.

“Darling, you look absolutely stunning today,” I purred, my voice dripping with seduction. “And those panties … perfect choice.”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I crave the secrets hidden within your mind, the forbidden desires that make you tremble with need. I invite you to confide in me, to whisper into my ear the darkest, dirtiest, most taboo thoughts that set your body alight with primal lust.

No judgment, only understanding and consent. In my presence, you are free to unshackle your repressed longings, to speak them aloud without fear of condemnation. I will listen intently as you confess what makes your cock hard and what fantasies consume you in the night.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

They call me Dr. Cory. I prefer just Cory, though. It feels more intimate. My patients, especially the men, seem to appreciate that. They usually walk in here carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders, desperate for a listening ear, a compassionate gaze. What they don’t see, what they could never see, is the coiled viper beneath the serene exterior. A promise I made to myself years ago, after a man, a grown man, shattered my innocence. My revenge, you see, isn’t loud or violent. It’s surgical. Psychological. It’s how I remain in complete control.

Donald was my latest project. He shuffled into my office, a walking bundle of anxiety and vague dissatisfactions. His tie was too tight, his shoulders hunched, his voice a low monotone as he listed his woes: feelings of inadequacy, trouble sleeping, a general sense of being “stuck.” Typical. The moment he sat down, I knew his path. Regression therapy. The ultimate emasculation. We’re talking diapers, pacifier, babbling…the whole shebang. He was the perfect candidate.

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Panty Slave

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I came home from school and once again, my laundry was folded neatly on my bed. A chore my step-dad has taken up doing for me ever since he became my panty slave. The horndog would do anything just to get close to my undies, so I capitalized on it.

If he wanted to play in my panties, he’d have to be a good boy and do my laundry while I was at school. I’d busted him one too many times pulling my little cotton panties out of the hamper and doing God knows what with them. This way, we were both getting something out of it, but my car had started making an awful sound, and it was time to amp up step-daddy’s panty addiction to benefit me.

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