☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203 ☏☏☏ Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Ronnie was riding his bike around the neighborhood, when he suddenly heard a bunch of grown men yell ‘’Bombaclot!’’ as they smacked the table while playing dominoes. Some laughed, some cussed some more. This intrigued him, so he decided to go another round around the block. Sure enough, just as he approached them he was met with yet another ‘’Bombaclot!’’
Isabelle 1844-33-candy Ext 464
Detention is where I am right now, and where I belong. Seated in my plaid skirt, I was innocently minding my own business, white shirt loosely unbuttoned to tempt Mr.Black, a plan I’d hatched with the intention of provoking a reaction. Suddenly, I saw Mr.Black look up from his desk. His eyes reflect a hungerthat immediately tightens my thighs.
He knew I was a bad girl, and I was desperate for him to teach me a lesson I wouldn’t forget. “Isabelle,” he growled, standing up and walking over to lock the classroom door. ” You’ve been distracting the entire class with your attitude. It’s time you learned your lesson.”
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.
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
Boys can get off on some wild things. This one, in particular, likes to make me his tiny, gross girl. He loves it when I’m gassy and blech for him. Burping up whatever is in my little body for him to breathe in and get off to. He’s been begging for me to let the gas out in another direction, and I’ve been refusing for a long while. I mean, come on, girls don’t fart! Right? At least not in public or in front of boys.
He wants it so badly, though, that he tricked me. He dressed me in a super-sexy dress and high heels, then took me to a fancy Mexican restaurant. We ordered tepeches and the amount of rice and beans! My stomach was rumbling before we even got to dessert!
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
A message pings on my screen. “Hi, I’m Tim. I’ve never done this before. Can I pay you to tell me what to do?” His profile was bland. Just a blurry photo of a shaggy-haired man in a wrinkled shirt. Beta. The kind who needs a leash. Perfect. Findom is a game of hunger and humiliation, and I play it well.
He arrives at my door, nervous, clutching a duffel bag like a shield. “I-I just wanted to help,” he stammers, handing me a thick envelope of cash. I smirk. “Strip,” I order. He hesitates for a moment, then peels off his clothes layer by layer, revealing a wiry frame.
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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Miss Anna had a secret crush on her brother-in-law. She imagined what it would be like to fuck him behind her sister’s back. After all, her sister was a vanilla. And Anna, well, she was always a dirty girl deep down.
Anna went to a local dirty motel and called her brother-in-law. She told him that she needed to talk and instructed him on where to meet her. She undressed in the room and waited on the edge of the bed.
Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
My hubby proved himself a devoted and submissive partner all year long. Which meant he deserved a particularly special treat to start off the new year. So, I picked out a deep dark stud for myself to surprise hubby the afternoon of New Year’s Day. When I walked through the door with my handsome black friend, hubby’s eyes lit up with excitement and lust. “Happy New Year!” I announced and leaned down and kissed him passionately. Then I told him to get his ass in the bedroom and into his cuck chair for a special afternoon.