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.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
“Welcome to your goon appointment. I’ll be your goon nurse, Kayla, and in charge of your masturbation today. Please get undressed and sit back on the lounger as I prepare for the next three hours.” A soft smile crosses my face as I go back to laying out lube, toys, and other things I’ll need to keep you edged as you undress. There are four screens on the wall behind me, and as you settle into the reclined chair, I turn them on.
Four different pornographic videos begin to play. Moans and panted breathing sounds fill the small space. “According to your chart, these videos are themed to trigger you.” I glance at the screen to see a woman gargling a big black cock with drool spilling from her plump lips. When I look back at you sitting nervously, your thick dick pulses with need. Already so hard and aching. “Let’s begin.”
Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447
I need a bitch. Not any little bitch, but my special little bitch. You like the idea, don’t you? But let’s see if you qualify. I am demanding, and I expect a lot. See, a good bitch only thinks of his Mistress. A good bitch is ready to drop anything and everything for my smallest wants.
If I want my house cleaned, you will rush over to do it. You’ll accept being stripped down and put into a cute maid outfit. (I do admit I have a preference for men in cute little French maid outfits.)
Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447 Call me!
I know exactly what you want to do. You act like it’s fucking disgusting, but deep down in your perverted little head, you just want to be pushed. A deep, dark, hidden part of you wants to see how far I can make you go. I’ll push you all the way to your limit that says, “No, icky, I can’t.” But then, you want me to push you even more.
You can’t really complain. After all, I’m making you do what you want to do. Well, maybe want is the wrong word. It’s what you need to do. It could be so much worse than that, cum sucker.
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
Being a slutty little cock tease was bound to catch up with me eventually. Acting like a bitch who doesn’t care about your feelings is fun and all, but it doesn’t protect me when you decide to take charge. I’m so small compared to you. So powerless to actually stop you from making ME the bitch.
Greg taught me this lesson the hard way. We’d been flirting, and I’d enjoyed giving him blue balls for weeks. Until he finally snapped. We ended up alone in the walk-in freezer of the restaurant we both work in. Why are kitchen guys so nasty? He cornered me in the back of the soundproof box and shoved two fingers into my mouth while his other hand held the back of my head. His fingers rubbed my tongue and worked their way into the back of the throat. I was scared when I started choking, and he didn’t pull back. “Not so mouthy now, are you Bitchy Belle?”
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
“Now remember, boys,” I ran my manicured nails through Conner’s hair and yanked his head back to make sure he was paying attention. He kneeled before me and my gaggle of girlfriends. Naked and also kneeling beside him, Asher furiously jerked his cock. “Whoever spurts first is the loser and has to lick up whatever puddles of goop you both spill.”
Conner’s green eyes met mine as I hovered above him, and he grunted. Both boys were pumping as fast as they could, trying to prove who had the better stamina and would be worthy of playing more games with the girls and me later. “Yes, Belle!” both boys answered, and the girls, watching them, burst out into laughter.
What’s up in your pants? I’m Alex. New to this site, so thought I would make a post introducing myself. Who doesn’t want to play with someone new? That’s why I am here. A succubus like me can’t stick to the same guys all day. Satiation only comes from playing around with a bunch of submissive men. Maybe you’re one that likes to fight back against your domme. Not the submitting without fighting type. But don’t you worry, I’ll put a stop to that. You will know your place by the end of our time together. My poor little subs are just tired of my incessant playtime requests! Continue reading “Submitting To Me”
Teasing to the Edge Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216
I love Teasing to the Edge. Let me explain. I’ll have you on the bed, naked, squirming, my delicate, soft, lubed-up palm slowly stroking your pulsating cock. A smirk tilts my lips as our eyes lock. I can see the begging in your eyes, but it’s not good enough.
“Please, Naomi,” you’ll try begging. I love how you beg. “I can’t take more. Please, harder. I need to cum so bad.”
I reward you with slower, softer strokes. You knew your request would fall on deaf ears because I give you nothing the easy way. Besides, you are well aware that that orgasmic release you crave could only happen at my behest. Continue reading “Teasing to the Edge with Naomi”
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
My horny Sissy has been pushing me to see how naughty we can get. The things we do together are simply disgusting, and they make Mommy Valerie so happy. The other day, my darling girl called, and it had been a while since I heard from her.
I asked if she’d been longing for our flavor of filth, and she said she had. For a bit, I wondered if I’d scared her off with the perverted things I make her do, but now. My nasty slut was willing and ready for Mommy Valerie to take over as usual. I dressed her in soft pale pink thigh highs with a matching garter belt and no panties. Sluts don’t get panties. Her tiny little clitty was pulsing as I forced her into high heels and started to apply her makeup.
Elaine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 250
The click, clack of high heels causes your back to stiffen, so you sit straight up when Nurse Stone walks in. She’s a sexy, mature woman, somewhere in her 40s. She looks you up and down in your thin paper gown while marking things on her clipboard. She sets it down, and you can see something written down: Prostate Exam, but you have no idea it’s going to be a femdom prostate exam. Your heart still skips a beat. She hasn’t said a word, but you can feel her commanding presence. So, you’re compelled to comply when she tells you to undo your gown and loosen it. The stethoscope is cold, but her gloved hand is warm. After a reasonably routine check-up, you think you’re in the clear. Nurse Stone tells you to discard your gown; you do and reach for your clothes. Instead, she tells you to take off your underwear. You obey but can’t look her in the eyes.