Cock Cage Consultant

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I aint never heard so much complaining as I did through Locktober. So many boys must not know how to fit their dicks in proper cages.

Now that we are in No Nut November, I think it’s bout time you call the cock cage consultant and allow me to help get you fitted in the right size cage for you. See, I’d even bet you didn’t know there was sizes to the damn things, didcha?

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 x 357

In his hidden room, I lay naked on a dirty, sweat-stained mattress. I don’t know where he is or who he might be with, but I do know that he’ll be back. He always comes back for me. How long I’ve been here, I couldn’t say. Hours turned to days, and days felt as though they had passed into months. No one will find me here in his hidden room.

The bruises from when he took me no longer grace my skin but instead are replaced with the chaffing from the cuffs that keep me chained just A few feet from my mattress. I know it pleases him that I no longer cry at the sight of him. Instead, I can usually hold my tears in now until he gets too rough.

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Somnophiliac Attacks

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

My mom told me all kinds of stories and warned me about all sorts of dangers, but she never mentioned I should be on the lookout for somnophiliac attacks. Granted, some of her stories are probably why I’ve been so shy and scared to try sexual fantasies. She had me scared straight, if you will, but I wasn’t even aware I should be nervous in this instance.

A somnophiliac is someone who is aroused and gets excited sexually by sleeping or unconscious individuals. You can probably imagine how easy it was for me to fall into the trap. At a party, I accepted a drink from a strange boy, and soon I was dizzy, and my eyes wouldn’t stay open. I could feel everything that happened after I became seemingly unconscious. I couldn’t move my limbs to stop the Somnophiliac Attack.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

I will walk you like a bitch on a leash. Never letting you out of my sight, it’s your time to live as my damn property. Those pathetic little knees crushing into the ground, living the life of my pet slave. If I didn’t know any better I could release my golden nectar into a little metal dish bowl and you would lap it up like a perverted fuck. And I do know that, I know more about you than you think. You bother to discover my fantasies, you are willing to let me have you as my own to play around with like a little personal whore.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I’ve mastered the art of making Daddy’s coc drool. It started as an accident. I was helping Daddy stroke his thick, beautiful cock to the edge, and a dribble of pearly white precum oozed from his tip. “Wait, wait, wait!” I demanded, not ready for him to cum yet. He took a few deep breaths as his cock flexed for attention, wanting desperately to release. Then I had him give his cock just one more little stroke, and a flood of more gooey precum drooled from his hole.

“Oh my god, that’s so hot!” I squealed as Daddy let go of his dick and again tried to regain control. The precum sure looked like it was turning to cum, but Daddy still hadn’t fully orgasmed. He was right on the cusp, and I wanted to keep him there.

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Sawyer 1-844-33-CANDY ext 455

My last boyfriend and I had a pact. We only fooled around with other people when we were together. We loved threesomes and couple swaps. We been together for about 3 years and had a very fun and active sex life. It was heartbreaking when i discovered he was meeting with a girl from one of the couples we get with on the side, without me! Revenge was a must. I made some calls to his Dad, his step brother, and the girls boyfriend at the time. When he asked me if we could talk about it I told him when to come over and we would chat. Continue reading “Revenge Times Three”

Domme Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Something is funny with Harry. He always wants me to domme him and make him beg for my pussy, never actually getting it though. But in our recent sessions he was so out of it. Of course I had to pry using my seductive techniques. Slowly getting the story out of him, which made me peeved because he should just tell me. I am his domme, after all. Turns out he said I was doing everything too soft. Needed more from me. And I took that personally. Telling me that I am not a hard enough domme? Turns out I misjudged his limits.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

I don’t think I ever shared the juicy details of my fisting call with “Rob.” So you get the info now, how nice am I! There is something to know about nasty fucks like Rob, they love testing where the limit actually is. And as we all know, that is kinda my whole game. But Rob called me, and he was already in the deep of his game with himself. I asked what he was doing and guess what? He had already inserted the largest buttplug he had into his poor stretched out asshole. If I had to guess, it was a bigger plug than I could ever imagine.

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Bad Bus Driver

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I had this job as a bus driver once. It didn’t last long.Seems as though parents don’t like it when you take kids on unscheduled field trips to your house. I couldn’t help it though. They Mama’s wasn’t even there at the bus stop! And those youngin’s just wanted someone to show them love. And love ’em was exactly what I was planning to do.

I waited a few weeks, waitin’ to see if it was spontaneous or a habit, and sure enough, this one little boy was always getting off the bus in a bad neighborhood and walkin’ all by himself. I was worried, ya know? There are so many pervs out there.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a while, I had been studying French. Needless to say. I had not been doing well. Therefore, Daddy decided that James could help me study.

Now, I’m lying in my room, on my king-size bed, masturbating with my massage wand. Suddenly, I hear my door open and Daddy walks in, he’s holding another white box with a black bow.

“I thought I told you to stop being such a little slut Jemma”, Daddy says to me as he walks in and sees my legs spread and my pussy wet.

“I’m sorry Daddy”, I saw, as I continue to rub my clit. Then, Daddy walks over to me and forces himself on top of me and inside of me. Once he has finished all over me, he pulls out the box and hands it to me.

“Put this on, you’re meeting James for a French lesson”, Daddy says.

As soon as he leaves, I open the box. Inside, I find a Sailor Moon outfit and accessories.

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