Category: fetish phonesex

Fire Starter Prank

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

I’ve always been drawn to flame. I am curious about the dance between light and dark, how the heat is all-consuming, and how one tiny spark can devour everything in its path. Fire is protecting and also devastating. Which side of the coin you get is kind of luck of the draw. My friends always joke that I’d be a full-fledged Pyro if I weren’t so afraid of being in trouble.

I am really afraid to do anything wrong or get into trouble, so I guess that’s what led my friends to pull the fire starter prank on me. We were all hanging out at the park when someone gave me their new lighter. I flicked it a few times, mesmerized by the quick igniting of the blue flame. After the third time, a booming man’s voice yelled across the open space, “Put that out NOW!”

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Best Mouth

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Guess who’s got the best mouth in the South? Kinky little Krysta does. I have a tad bit of a reputation for the ways I can twist up my tongue. You’d be amazed how many wiggles a tongue can waggle with a mouth fulla dick. But that terrible little daddy issue I have makes my desire to please men color my mind. I’m almost blind with the desire to make you cum in my mouth.

Have you ever had a need drive you wild like I’m talking about? An itch you can’t scratch? Like an addiction! I’m addicted to having cock in my mouth. Big, thick, thin, small, fuck I don’t care so long as it can flood my hungry throat with jizz!

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Pumpkin Patch

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Hello to my precious adult babies. You have all been SO good lately that I feel like you deserve a little treat. It’s almost time for Halloween and I think it would be fun to get you all dressed up in a little frilly Halloween outfit and take you to the pumpkin patch!

I know this is your first year as an ABDL on Halloween which means it’s your first time at the pumpkin patch with mommy. To mark the occasion your diaper cover will even have a jack o lantern right over your bum. How adorable will you look crawling around with all the other babies? Making mommy so proud by being the best, and cutest, adult baby in the whole patch.

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dressing room

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna went shopping for a new wardrobe. It had been a while since she treated herself and so she decided she needed some new threads. She had the sales clerk, a young handsome man, follow her around as she piled every item that caught her eye into his hands, until he could barely see over the mounting pile which he carried to the dressing room for her.

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

How naughty can this teen get on Halloween? Well if you know me that should be pretty easy to answer. I was thinking though after I’ve had all my fun out and about collecting my candy what should I do then. I’ll have all this candy and it would just take me way too long to eat it all alone. So what I think needs to happen is I not eat it all alone. I’m thinking a candy buffet for all my naughty boys. Me as the main course.

I will be laid out on the table. Naked but on top of my body will be mounds of all the Halloween candy I have here. You will each get a turn of 30 seconds a turn to eat as much as you can. After the 30 seconds your turn will be over and it’s the next guy in lines turn. No hands can be used only your mouths. This will keep going until one of you is able to free my body from all the candy, I’m covered in. The first one who is able to do that gets an extra special treat.

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tease

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“Amber, you’re such a cock tease,” you groan, leaning back in your chair. “I swear, you love driving me wild.” “Would that be so bad?” I purr, grinning as I cross my legs. I’m wearing a short skirt and a tight top that shows off my cleavage, and I know you can’t take your eyes off me. “Maybe I love making you beg for it.”

You love it when I tease you, when I make you work for it. It’s all part of our little game. “And you love it,” I say, standing up and walking over to you. I lean down, my breath hot on your ear. “You love how I make you feel, how I make you want me so badly you can’t think straight.”

I cross my legs again, my skirt riding up to show even more of my thighs. You swallow hard, your eyes locked on mine. I straddle your lap, my skirt riding up to show my bare pussy. “Let’s begin.” I lean down, my breath hot on your ear. “I want you to send tribute to my account right now,” I whisper. “And then, we’ll see where things go from there.” You

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I’m a married man Dr. Julie” he shamefully admits. He goes on to explain that he feels so guilty for having these desires and needs that she can’t fulfill. I explain to him that this is a safe place to express himself and get his needs met in a safe and healthy way. Lying to her seems wrong and really bothers him. I explain that if telling someone the truth about something is only going to hurt them and nothing good is going to come from it, then don’t. Doing so is only to make yourself feel better and is selfish at this point. We only live once, at least in these bodies. And life is short. We shouldn’t deny, or deprive ourselves. We deserve to be happy. We all have fantasies, fetishes, and desires. It’s natural. We can’t stop those thoughts. The harder we try, the stronger they are.

I tell him that this is where he can let go and know that everything we do, say, play, and pretend here stays here. This is therapy. You will be a happier, healthier person and husband because of it.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

I once was prey, just like you. Weak, unseeing…mortal. That was until one late night in October when I got separated from my friends after a girls’ night in the city. We’d been drinking way too much and stumbled out of the club, intending to walk back to our hotel.

One minute, I was behind them, and then my high heel got stuck in a grate. I bent down in the street to wiggle it free, and when I looked up again, they were gone. The road had been crowded and loud, but as I scanned either direction for my friends, the entire street was eerily quiet. Under the street lights, only puffs of steam stretched across the space between buildings. Finally, I called out for them, standing up with one shoe in my hand.

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1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

I am your addiction. You are a weak, beta male with money to give and love giving Me all your money… I love taking it from you. It’s a fun, twisted game we play, and you can’t help yourself. You are absolutely hooked. Today’s “game”, I will be instructing you on every move you make, every sensation you are allowed to feel. So, come into My domain, and be prepared for another day of being My slave.

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

I’m housesitting for the Johnsons again. Once again, I’m fantasizing about what it would be like to be Mrs. Johnson. She has a perfect life, a perfect house, a perfect husband, and she’s perfect. They get to travel all the time. Right now they are at a bed and breakfast located in a wine vineyard right outside of town. I start imagining what their romantic evening is going to be like. I see them having a private, candlelit dinner on the rooftop overlooking the wine vineyard. She looks beautiful, but he looks even better. After dinner she slips into sexy lingerie, and he makes wild, passionate love to her. She’s the luckiest woman in the world to have such a sexy, sweet, romantic, and absolutely perfect husband in every way. The thought makes me wet. I start looking through a photo album on the coffee table. It’s full of pictures of them traveling around the world. I can’t help but start playing with myself. I’m imagining him making love to me. All of a sudden, I heard the front door open. I sat on the sofa stunned with no bottoms on. I was spread wide open, playing with myself.

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