Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I’m always down for your sexy role play ideas because I’m huge fan of just letting go and being creative when it comes to sex. That’s why I love it when I get a call for a really sexy role play! I hope that you’re a fan of being wild like I am, because I have some really hot things in mind I’d like to try together.
Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414
He likes to watch and instruct us on what to do next. It all starts out with a two girl private dance. And it may go on for hours. He will pay for hours on end. But that’s not even enough. He then wants us to go home with him where he will instruct us on what to do to each other all night long. It always starts with an erotic strip tease. He has a dance pole in his house. He likes for both of us to be on the pole at the same time, grinding and rubbing our pussies on it simultaneously. We tease each other by licking each other’s nipples and spanking each other’s asses. Sometimes we have a theme with props. We’ve done BDSM, and other fetishes. He loves it all. And he really likes it when we have cute little costumes like school girl uniforms or naughty police officers. When he’s ready, he has us strip off whatever clothes we have on. Then he instructs us on where he wants us. It’s always different.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Let me tell you about when a sexy plumber fixed my leaks. My sink sprung a leak and I was forced to call the plumber. He said he’d be there by 9 a.m. but never showed up until 3 p.m. I was furious that I had to hang out at home all day waiting for him to come fix my sink. He could have called or texted to let me know he was running late.
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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
It wasn’t that short, I told myself. Just daring. Besides, it’s my favorite skirt. There’s no harm in wearing it! Boy, was I ever wrong. Daddy found me by the front door just as I was about to leave for school. “Amber. Dorothy. Tomsin.” He reserved stating my full name for only two reasons, one of which was when he wanted the room to chill.
“You’re embarrassing yourself,” he said, as he gestured to the skirt. “You think dressing like a whore is armor? It makes you a target.” I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes. “It’s my body, Daddy!” He sighed. “That’s what they all say.” I looked directly at him, feeling the anger building inside of me. “Haven’t I outgrown your hemline lectures by now?” Daddy’s eyes, tired and grim, locked with mine. “Get upstairs.”
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
When David, a well-groomed man in his early forties, walked into my office and confessed his desire to “escape the weight of his marriage,” I sensed an opportunity. “Let me show you what it means to truly let go,” I said, watching his eyes flicker with something between curiosity and surrender. At first, I told myself this was just another session, a therapeutic exercise in roleplay to ease his marital tension.
Shortly thereafter, David’s sessions became a ritual. I’d begun weaving subtle suggestions into our conversations, phrases meant to blur the lines between his identity as a husband and the version of himself that could dissolve into pleasure at my command. “Under my guidance, you’ll forget the expectations of others,” I murmured one day as his eyelids grew heavy. “You’ll remember only what it feels like to serve me.” His breathing hitched and, for a moment, I wondered if I’d gone too far…but then he smiled and whispered, “Yes, Cory. Only you.”
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
My phone buzzes. Another message from a man who thinks he’s ready. “I want to serve,” he writes in clumsy English. “I can take anything.” This made me smile. They always say that.
I reply in French first. “Tu penses que t’es fort? Viens me prouver.” Then, in English. “Be here at 9. Naked. On your knees.” I wear their desperation like perfume. Tonight’s guest arrives and I circle him, watching how he reacts. He licks his lips when I step close. Wrong move.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Everyone here knows that I can’t resist a slutty sissy. There’s just something so sweet and innocent about them at first, which means I get to bring out their wild side.
I can spot a real sissy from a mile away and last weekend was no exception. I first met “Nick” at a friend’s party. Now I call her Nicole. That’s because “he” was trying to pass as a guy but failing miserably. I sniffed out her sissiness instantly. Like I said, I know a real deal slutty sissy when I see one.
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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Putting out that ad and having Hugo respond has been one of the best things I’ve done with my free time of late. Those long shifts at the brothel often leave Amber and I dripping wet messes. There’s only so much that a washcloth can do for a girl. So, after Amber and I chatted one day, I put an ad out for someone devoted and good with their tongue. Enter Hugo, he eagerly answered the ad and we invited him for an interview. As part of his interview, we asked him to demonstrate his tongue talents. After he showed us how thorough he can be, we gave him the job as our cleanup boy.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
I had been so busy that I couldn’t keep up with the housework. So I decided to put an ad out for a maid. I never anticipated ending up with a sissy maid. But he was the most eager and excited of everyone I interviewed. I didn’t know at the time that he was a sissy. But from the moment he started, he was buzzing around, busy at work. It was as if the deep cleaning and organizing revved him up and gave him more energy. I couldn’t believe it. It felt as if it were too good to be true. But he continued day after day, and my life had become so much easier. Nothing had ever been so organized. Especially my lingerie drawers!
One day I was in my office working away on blogs when I decided to run to the kitchen for a snack. Some movement on the security monitor caught my eye and when I took a closer look, I couldn’t believe what I saw. He was in my daughter’s room trying on her panties. I went running in there to ask him what on earth he was doing. He looked so embarrassed and humiliated.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
“You’re not like the others, Amber.” He’s a lot older than I am and I probably should’ve run for the hills as soon as he said that, but I didn’t. I couldn’t help but desire him, even though I knew he was trouble. His hands were cold when he cupped my face, as his thumbs brushed my lips. I tilted my head back, as he murmured, “Spread them.” It wasn’t a request.
My fingers trembled, parting my pussy lips to reveal the ripe, aching fruit between us. The next thing I knew, he was devouring the flesh. MY flesh. I moaned, thinking it was passion, until his teeth grazed my clit and sent a joly of electricity through my entire body.