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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The rain hammered against the pavement as Zoey and I huddled under the awning of the laundromat, with our work panties clinging to our skin. Twelve-hour shifts at the brothel left us reeking of sweat and cum, and our pussies were chafed raw. “Remember the ad we posted?” Zoey whispered, her breath fogging in the cold. “Seeking detail-oriented individual for personal cleaning duties. Must be hygienic, patient, and open-minded.”

Hugo answered within the hour. He arrived in a hoodie two sizes too big with eyes the color of storm clouds. “You wanted someone for cleaning services?” he’d asked, staring at our soiled panties. We’d nodded, leading him to the laundromat’s back room. It was nohing more than a narrow closet with a rusted sink. “It’s a ritual,” I said, stripping out of my panties. “We need someone clean to do it.” His hesitation lasted three seconds. “I’m good with details,” he mumbled.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

We’ve all heard the saying… “New Year, New You”. And we all know that we should be putting our health and self care first every day. But we feel guilty if we don’t. So we use the start of a new year to resolve to prioritize taking care of ourselves better. Men often put everyone else’s needs before their own. In many cases they are the main or sole financial provider for the family. That’s a lot of stress to carry day in and day out. So their career and job issues weigh heavily on them. Men are solution oriented. They feel like they have to “fix” everything and everyone. That’s a huge, constant burden. So it’s of utmost importance that men take care of themselves. You can’t be at your best for everyone else around you if you don’t take care of your needs first. So next time you feel guilty about taking care of yourself, Don’t! You should feel guilty if you don’t take care of yourself. After all that you do, you deserve to be happy. You deserve a healthy outlet for your stress. And having orgasms regularly and often has so many health benefits!

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I smooth my black corset, the red lace trim catching the dim light. Tonight is New Year’s Eve, but there’ll be no drinks for me. The only thing on my menu tonight is the sound of surrender. Liam arrives at 11:59pm. His breath fogs in the cold air as he knocks. I let him in. He wears the plain gray shirt I told him to wear. No collar yet. Not tonight. Not until the clock breaks.

My room is a cathedral of shadows. Candles flicker on the floor. Their wax pools underneath them like dark hearts. The air smells of fear. Liam’s favorite song plays on loop. Clair de Lune, the keys falling like rain. I watch him shiver. He knows what to do. “You know the rules,” I say. My voice is soft. He nods as I tie his hands behind his back with the red ribbon I saved for this night. My favorite color. It matches the little scars on his wrists from last year’s celebration.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Little Anna was playing with her big Cousin. They were playing with his toy cars and race track. She kept whining that he wouldn’t give her a turn on the track, but the truth was, he was scared she might break it.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Every year I enter all of my Christmas goodies into the bake sale. Because all proceeds go towards buying gifts for kids that wouldn’t otherwise be receiving gifts during the holiday season. So I spent the weekend busy baking. The house was permeated with the sexy aroma of cinnamon. Cinnamon is the ultimate aphrodisiac. I was starting to get a throbbing sensation along with a gush of wetness. I had an hour before the pumpkin spice bread was going to be done. So I decided to have some self care time if you know what I mean. Maybe self pleasure is a more accurate description. And that’s exactly what I was doing when I heard a knock. When I opened the door, I must have looked flushed. It was a delivery driver and he needed my signature. But he looked at me and grinned as if he could tell what I had been doing. Or maybe I was just feeling self conscious. Either way, I know I turned bright red. And I’m positive that I was acting guilty and embarrassed. But what made it so much worse it that he was so sexy and I was so horny.

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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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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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Santa submits

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

One day, I get a very special client. It was Santa Claus. Yes, THE Santa Claus. He comes to me and says, “Stella, I need your help. I am always giving, always making others happy. But I want to feel something different. I want to feel submission.”

I am surprised. Santa Claus, the man who brings joy to everyone, wants to be submissive? I accept the challenge. I tell him to call me “Mistress Stella” and to do exactly as I say. Santa comes to my place, wearing his big red suit. I tell him to take it off and wear something more comfortable. He obeys, and soon he is in a little black shirt and pants. I like it.

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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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