Category: social taboo fantasy

Good Morning, Princess

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You wake up with a splitting headache. When you try to rub at your forehead, you realize your arms are tied down by your sides. Trying to blink away the pain instead, as the room around you comes into focus, you don’t recognize it at all. Your tongue feels like a folded-up rag of cotton in your mouth, and you have no idea where you are or how you got there.

“Good Morning, Princess.” My voice draws your attention, but the pet name is strange. No one has ever called you “Princess” before. Youre a man; that doesn’t make sense.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My third session with Dr. Jenson started off like any other. I laid myself bare, opening up about my deepest insecurities and anxieties. He listened intently, jotting down notes and offering words of comfort as any good therapist would. But then something shifted. His eyes lingered on my body just a bit too long as I spoke about my troubled past.

I felt vulnerable, my guard down in that moment. I know now that he sensed this, saw an opportunity to exploit my fragility. “Let me help you feel better,” he purred, setting aside his notepad to turn in his chair towards me. His hand slid up my bare thigh and I froze.

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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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Girl Talk Confessions

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One of my favorite types of calls is girl talk confessions! I love hearing what you naughty boys do when you’re dressed up as sexy sissies. Some of you are filthy sluts, and your stories leave my jaw dropped!

A few of my lovelies likes to call me while getting dolled up. As they roll up their stockings and clip on their padded bras, they dive into the slutty details that they can’t tell anyone else. I mean, hello, who else but me knows how much of a sissy whore they are? Just the John’s they swallow, I guess.

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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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Mommy Anna had prepared a special dinner for her naughty boy. She fixed all the trimmings, she even set the table, which she never ever does, as she always got her naughty boy to do it for her. She put so much time and effort into everything, by the time it was ready, she was exhausted.

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Body Envy

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Oh, you have a bad case of body envy! I mean, it reeks. Most men look me over with sexual desire, but the green-eyed monster shines through your gaze. You don’t want to fuck my face or impregnate me. No, you want to be me. It’s obvious; I don’t understand how you’ve managed to hide your secrets from your wife for so long.

Is she just stupid, or does she not care about you at all? All the signs are there. Why can’t she see how badly you want to be a woman?

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I have a confession”  I reveal to my sister that I’ve met an Italian Stallion, and that we’ve been dating for a couple of months now. “ I’m so excited! He’s invited me over to his swanky penthouse apartment tonight! And he’s going to make me his mom’s famous chicken parmesan!”

So excited to wear my little black dress that is slit to reveal one leg with my black and sparkly heels that wrap up my calves. As I approach the door, there are some rose petals on the floor. How romantic! I know I’m at the right place. It’s huge, open, airy, modern, sleek, with two story floor to ceiling windows that wrap around two walls. The aroma of fresh basil marinara and the voice of Dean Martin fill the room. There’s a beautiful bottle of Barolo breathing on the counter alongside two wine glasses. He pours us a glass and we sit down to enjoy it. He has a beautiful platter of bread, cheese, and grapes. We lose track of time as we go deep into conversation like always. We realize that we’ve almost finished the bottle. We open another and I’m his sous chef!

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Wet Teen Panties

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You think you are the only perv calling me from their daughter’s room? I promise you, you fucking aren’t. Did you really think you were the only one with a tiny pair of her teen panties pressed to your nose or cock as you shamefully confessed to me how disgusting you are?

What is it about soaking wet teen panties that turns you on so much, anyway? I wonder if it’s the fact that you’re jealous they’ve been rubbing that sweet clit all day? Or how that tiny g-string nestles between her tender buttcheeks and smells like sinful heaven?

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School Girl Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Now I am sure you all know my semester at school has just finished. And there was a class I was taking that was really kicking my ass. It wasn’t hard, but the Professor was always making insane assignments and quizzes, I couldn’t keep up with his demands for the class. He’s a total prick. Anyway, I took the final he did up for us and totally flunked it. And I was so mad about it, like who gives you the right to make your class like this when you know all of us are busy with other classes and projects? So I decided to make sure I passed in the end.

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