Sissy Ballerina Maid

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

My little cross-dressing sissy complained that she had no time to dress up and feel girlie. I guess her wife really hates when she dresses up as a female and wants nothing to do with it. So, trying to give her a solution to her problem while solving one of my own, I told her to come over. She could tell her wife she was coming over to watch a game or something.

My little girl came over in her boy’s clothing and squealed like a slut as she dove into my closet. She twirled and danced and shimmied into this cute little ballerina outfit. Pink nylons under a pink leotard with a huge oversized tutu. I helped her lace up her little ballet flats and then did her makeup.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As the first leaves began to change and flutter to the ground, ushering in the arrival of fall, I found my mind wandering to the young man who lived next door. Not the balding, middle-aged father, but his handsome college-aged son.

One crisp September evening, I saw the boy unloading boxes from his car after returning home for a visit. I pretended not to notice him as I bent over to adjust my flower pots on the porch, intentionally giving him quite a view. He stumbled and nearly dropped a box, his eyes locked on the generous slope of my breasts.

The next day, I appeared at his door with an apple pie, claiming it was a “Welcome Home” gesture. He invited me in and I made sure to “accidentally” brush against him as I passed by. Our bodies touched ever so briefly, but the spark between us could have lit a fire.

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You're Cock Addicted

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Awe, it makes me so sad when I see a sissy like you in denial. You’re so cock addicted! It’s time you just admit it! I’d bet you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve tried to quit craving cock. I’m sure you’ve wasted hundreds of dollars in sissy gear just to purge it on a guilty whim.

How many more times must we go through this same old song and dance before you realize a cock addicted sissy is who you truly are inside!

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Hole

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Yes, I hear you. You’re a submissive looking for a Mistress. You want someone who will guide you and control you. Love you? Well, fucker, you are half in luck. I want to use you as just a hole for my strapon. Awe, you can cry tears about how sad you are that I refuse to love you when I’m stabbing my thick strappy down your throat.

I will just assume you are crying from the horrendous gagging I’ll force upon you. Trust me; it’s better this way. If I thought those tears were from my squeezing of your heart in my tight fist, I may not even have the desire to throat fuck you.

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1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

 “Brian, you know how much I love you, right?” I said, looking him in the eyes and placing my hand on his cheek. He looked up at me, with a mix of hope and sadness in his eyes.

“I know you do, Mercedes. And I love you too.” He said, as he leaned in and gave me a kiss. I could feel his cock twitch in his pants, getting harder as he kissed me.

“Good, because I am going to be honest with you. I have been fucking other guys with bigger cocks than you behind your back. And I am going to keep doing it. I just wanted you to know that.” I said, as I stood up from the bed and started taking off my clothes.

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beating

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

After my encounter with the mystery blue eyed undercover Domme I went to the club every weekend hoping to see him and get a chance for my payback. Every weekend I was disappointed… about 6 months after I was working on a pretty little petite female that I was about to dominate. As I was getting ready to take her to my home to do my usual whipping, beating and teasing routine the bartender approached us. “Here are two shots of Tequila courtesy of the gentleman at the end of the bar.”

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I knew exactly what kind of attention I could command. I know that I am quite the temptation to most red-blooded men. Today, a simple grocery run was about to get a lot more interesting.

As I walked down the aisles, I saw him—tall, lean, and focused on picking out a bottle of bubbly. He didn’t see me yet, but he would soon enough. My hips moved deliberately, my walk slow, intentional. I knew the effect I had when I wanted to turn it on.

“Need help choosing?” I asked, my voice low and teasing as I stopped beside him, reaching for a bottle just within his reach.

His eyes flicked to me, surprise flashing in them before quickly shifting to something else. I had his attention now. “Yeah, maybe I do,” he said, his voice calm but curious.

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You Look Edible

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

*Sucks my teeth.* Damn, boy, look at you. Skinny little white boy, lookin’ like a fucking snack. You look edible and Big Mama is hungry. I been thinking about dippin’ you in chocolate sauce all day and lickin’ every inch of that scrawny little figure. Yo ever heard of sploshing?

It’s a kinky little fetish where you slather someone in food or mud, chemicals, whatever. I’m not much into dirty stuff like mud but as a big girl, Mama can get down with making a feast outta you. I’ll have you laid up on my dining table like a smorgasbord.

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Sawyer 1-844-33-CANDY ext 455

My last boyfriend and I had a pact. We only fooled around with other people when we were together. We loved threesomes and couple swaps. We been together for about 3 years and had a very fun and active sex life. It was heartbreaking when i discovered he was meeting with a girl from one of the couples we get with on the side, without me! Revenge was a must. I made some calls to his Dad, his step brother, and the girls boyfriend at the time. When he asked me if we could talk about it I told him when to come over and we would chat. Continue reading “Revenge Times Three”

coffee

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna had been working all week when one of her colleagues enticed her to join Tinder. She did so reluctantly, as she never believed in online dating. There she met a nice gentleman who was single and wanted to take her on a old fashioned date. Miss Anna agreed and, like a gentleman he offered to come pick her up for dinner.

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