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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

You know I’m a switch, and although it’s fun to punish the boys, sometimes this pussy needs some punishment too. I was on the ground, taking it on all fours like a good slut by my Master James. He had my legs and arms tied up as he was brutally fucking me in both holes from behind. I love the abuse. He fucked me with his thick nine-inch cock and my ass and used an even bigger dildo for my roughed-up pussy.

Master didn’t say anything to me during our whole playtime except, “Your knees look pretty all bruised up like that. Maybe I should make your neck match, purple and blue look cute on you.” He continued to play with be, staying behind me, but this time he started pulling my hair, harder and harder. The harder he pulled my hair, the more he was able to reach my throat so he could squeeze it.

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Gag On My Dirty Panties

Francie 1844-332-2369 xXx 208

“Did you go out with HIM again?” Donny followed me through the kitchen as I put down my purse and keys. He was sniffing around me like a jealous pet. “Did he cum in you? I told you to make him wrap it. I hate when he fills you up.” My eyes rolled so hard I thought they’d never make their way back to the front.

My finger poked his chest to make him back up. “You have no say. Why does it matter?” His knees buckled, and his lower lip pouted out. I could detect a small quiver. It was pathetic.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

My feet beat out a steady rhythm on the treadmill as I began to wind down my cool down run. My gym trainer would be checking on me soon and I needed to be ready for the stretches he’d insist on. Slowing my pace further; I drink from my water bottle, spilling a little down my chin. I wipe my chin and come to a stop. Taking a few deep breaths, I shake one leg then the other before wiping down the controls.

I turn to find my trainer right behind me. “Good job. Now let’s get you stretched out.” He nodded over his shoulder to the yoga mat he’d already laid out. I rolled my head to relax my neck and assumed the first stretch. One knee almost touching the floor, my other leg in front of me at a ninety degree angle, lunging forward. My trainer counted down before I switched.

After switching sides, it was time to do the butterfly stretch. My trainer was never happy with my progress for this one. I sat and brought my feet together in front of me, bracing my elbows on my knees; I gently pulled on my feet. The

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Trampled Fuck Boy

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Boys are basically doormats. Really, they are. Nothing but flesh bags begging to be trampled. Travis knows his place and always lies down on his back so I can break in my new stilettos. The sharp points crave puncturing his skin, and I shiver when he hollers from under my weight.

Last night, he was wearing jeans and no shirt. I guess he thought the denim would protect him from my Louboutins. I stood near his hip and gave a swift kick to his hip. He wheezed a “Thank you, Goddess, please step on me,” and I lifted my left foot to his thigh. I stepped up and pressed all my weight into the ball of my foot. Giving him a small taste of what was to come.

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Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

My college roommate had a cuck of a boyfriend. He was the epitome of a weak-minded simp. We thought it would be a blast to play a trick on him and record his reaction to post on social media for all our followers to get a good laugh. My boyfriend was the total opposite of a cuck. The man was built like a God. Sadly, he had no brains and always thought with his other head. He was the perfect person to complete the prank. I can’t believe he was so gullible at times. All muscle and no brain would describe the majority of my exes in college. Continue reading “Cuffing the Cuck” →

Stuck In The Elevator

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

After a ten-hour workday, I was only a few floors from my bed. I rushed through the lobby of my building, “Hold the door!” I couldn’t miss the elevator. Everything had gone wrong, and if I didn’t melt into my bed in the next ten minutes, surely I would implode. It looked as if an implosion was imminent as the heavy metal doors continued to close. “Hold it!” I yelled again, pushing my high heels across the glossy marble. Just before the doors could close, a large hand gripped the door, and they backed up to let me in.

I almost fell into the box, panting embarrassingly with all of the day’s emotions becoming too difficult to contain any longer. “Th-thank you.” My hip leaned into the back corner, and I looked across the way to see who saved me. Of course, it was none other than my hunky ass neighbor, Chaz.

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My Kink

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I can’t help that my kink happens to be cheating. You don’t choose your kinks after all, they choose you. That’s why it’s not my fault that I cheat. I literally can’t help it! It’s my kink and knowing that it’s wrong makes the orgasms even better!

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Gabrielle 1-844-33-CANDY ext 469

It was a rare occasion, but my husband was home and it had been so long since we made love. I love partying with other guys when he’s gone, but sometimes I actually do miss him. I married him after all. But I thought it might be a nice change to punish him from being away so much, so I showed him a sexy video of me fucking a man twenty years younger than me.

Let’s get this video on the road and press play. The video started with me laying down on the bed and Randall on top of me. He had body oil in his hands and started rubbing it on my body. He covered my arms, my tits, working his way down my belly, all the way to my pussy and down my legs. I looked like a beautiful golden goddess.

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My neighbor asked me to babysit her little boy for the day. He was home from school because it was a school holiday. It worked out perfectly since I didn’t have class either. I thought it would be easy to watch a boy that age. He would probably just watch tv or play videogames the whole time. I mean, I was right about that. He did say he just wanted to play on the computer. So I let him sit at my desk on my computer while I studied for finals. I could tell he was acting kind of weird. But it took me a while to realize that his pants were soaking wet. I couldn’t believe a boy of his age wetting himself. When I asked him if he had an accident, he denied it. That made me even more mad. It wasn’t enough that he ruined my office chair but now he was lying to me. I’d had enough. I sternly told him to go into the restroom and take his wet clothes off. Meanwhile, I went to the closet and grabbed a diaper, some wipes, baby powder, and diaper rash cream.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

A few weeks ago I was cleaning out my Uncle’s storage shed and came across a box of unlabeled VHS cassettes. Who still has cassettes? Luckily I found an old VCR, cords and all, buried halfway down a pile of miscellaneous clothes, electronics and photos. After wrapping up my cleaning for the day I made sure to bring home the cassettes and VCR.

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