domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

They sit on the floor. Backs straight, eyes down. The room is dim. My heels click once as I cross my legs. I wear black silk, with gloves up to my elbows. Hair slicked back. I do not smile. They do not speak unless I say.

Jean trembles. I see it in his hands, folded in his lap. Luc breathes too loud. They wait for me. But I am not in a hurry. We have all night. I open a small box. Inside, there is a silver toy. Jean lifts his eyes just a little. I snap my fingers.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Chris was a lanky, 23-year-old man with a longstanding habit of dramatically sighing whenever I produced his diaper from my sleeve. Like a magician with big tits. “Cory,” he’d say, his eyes rolling toward the cosmos, “must you always do the dramatic crinkle thing?”

I couldn’t help it! The crinkle was my love language. One particularly memorable Tuesday, as I prepared to unleash the crinkle on his post-chili-calamity mess, I realized I’d accidentally bought the “super-squishy, ultra-quiet” eco-diapers. Panic set in faster than Chris could say “I’m totally fine, really.”

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Slutty Sissy

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

If you live within the kink community that means you know a slutty sissy. I bet you’re one too, aren’t you? We both know that a cock loving sissy like yourself is always ready for a load. So, why would the holiday season be any different?

You want a cock to either suck on or sit on 24/7, and it really doesn’t matter whose cock it is. And I also know your little secret my slutty sissy. I’ve heard all about what you like to do this time of year to a special jolly old man.

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☏ Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403 ☏

☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203 ☏

 

 

Mommy Anna was wrapping presents and asked little sister Zoey and Big brother Ronnie to help. They formed a production line where one person would cut the wrapping paper, the other would wrap and the third would tape it up. It was quite a good system, until Mommy Anna’s lover called.

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Hot Daddy

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Anyone who doesn’t think Santa is a hot daddy is a total liar. How could you not want him in bed with you? He’s experienced, sweet and knows how to make everyone all over the world happy.

Plus, there’s nothing hotter than making someone who’s supposed to be really sweet become extra dirty. And that’s exactly what I did this year with my new hot daddy.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 ext 453

Orgies with Cumhard are so freaking hot!  Let’s put it this way, he comes by his nickname honestly. He’s a handsome man with sweet eyes and an innocent smile. But don’t let that fool you. He’s a very virile man with the sexual stamina of a stallion. He can easily handle a dozen or more girls at once.

The other day, Amber, Cory, and I had the pleasure. It all started when we were sitting around at work waiting for some action. Cory was sitting there playing with herself. And Amber was sucking on my tits. That’s when Cumhard walked in. “What’s going on in here, ladies?” He asked with a devious grin and pure excitement in his eyes. We confessed, “we were just fantasizing about an orgy with you”. He took off his shirt and we took off his pants and started playing with his cock and balls. Amber and Cory started sucking on his balls while I was sucked on his cock.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

We were short handed at work when we had our big monthly delivery from our main supplier. The manager asked me to handle it as he tossed me the keys to the freezer. I had no earthly idea what I was doing but I had no choice but to wing it. I did know that I wasn’t allowed to leave him unattended. So I met the delivery driver at the back door and led him to the freezer. I unlocked it and held it open for him. He had a dolly full of boxes. I waited for him to finish bringing in several loads. Then he told me to close the door, and he would get the boxes put away as quickly as possible. It was freezing in there. And I was in my skimpy uniform. So he gave me his jacket. It didn’t help much. But I think he thought I looked cute in it. Because he kept looking over at me with a ravenous look in his eyes.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

The MILF next door teases you with her mature, curvaceous body.  You watch out your window, hoping to catch a glimpse of her out in her yard.  I’ve noticed the way your curtains flutter in different windows as you try to avoid getting caught peeping.  So, today I waited until I knew you were home alone.  Then I put on my slinkiest sexiest dress and walked across the street.  I knocked on your door and stepped inside when you answered and invited me in.  Your mouth hung open as you looked me up and down up close and personal.  Here stood your spank bank material in person right in front of you.

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domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

He bowed his head as I circled him. Slowly. Deliberately. He didn’t move. He was a perfect statue of obedience. “It is the season for giving, isn’t it, pet?” I whispered. He shivered. “But you know I don’t give things away. I take them. And you are mine to take.”

I picked up the items I had laid out on the high table. First, the ribbon. Not the flimsy kind, but thick, expensive satin. I used it to bind his wrists behind his back, pulling the knot hard until I heard a faint, satisfying moan. I tied his ankles together next, ensuring he couldn’t even shift his weight without fighting the slippery silk. He was perfectly secured, kneeling like a forgotten ornament.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My best friend thinks my Friday nights are a delightful mix of artisanal cheese, documentaries, and early bedtimes. Oh, if only she knew the reality of what I get up to with her brother, Liam! Our secret, kinky rendezvous are the spice of my existence, and the highlight is always the grand reveal of my ever-growing collection of nipple clamps.

Tonight was a Christmas affair, naturally. Liam, bless his unsuspecting sister’s heart, strode into my apartment looking impossibly handsome, with a casual smirk already playing on his lips. He knew the drill. We naturally skipped the small talk, the Netflix suggestions, and the pretense of anything remotely platonic. His eyes immediately darted to the small velvet pouch I held in my hand.

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