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Turning my boss into my pet xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415
Finally settling into my new office I must admit this is a great feeling. I went from being my bosses pet, now I’m turning my boss into my pet . Crazy how karma work isn’t it? Logging into my computer and signing in for my shift, it’s 8 o’clock on the dot and I see Mr. Willoughby walking towards me. Clearly he hasn’t gotten the memo that I’m running things now, it’s time for me to let him know.
So seeing as I did so well at the last Club Sin running the Wheel Of Sin, they asked me if I wanted to do it again at the next party as they also got requests from several people for me to rerun the Wheel Of Sin. I told them I would be glad and honoured to do it again and that I had a blast running the wheel. Asking if it would be ok to have some of my switch/domme friends help me out and if it would be ok if we could put a tip jar that would be an option to tip, not an obligation, to spin the \Wheel of Sin. They said both things were a good idea and to go ahead and do it, that it was my call how I ran the Wheel Of Sin. Continue reading “Wheel Of Sin”
It was Saturday night Daddy and I went to a dungeon party at Club Sin; we went to every dungeon party they held and had been for five years. So I knew all the people who usually did the Wheel of Sin at their dungeon party were not there. It was the person who was typically the dungeon mentor. Figuring that something came up as they never miss a dungeon party, I thought nothing of it but also thought it was strange, and my best friend thought so too.
We went to go dance for a bit, and then I decided I wanted to do the Wheel of Sin still. So I went to get in line. While I was waiting, the line was only getting bigger as she was by herself, so being a switch, I decided to ask her if she needed some help. She said that would be lovely. Are you ready right now? She asked, and I told her yes, I am Continue reading “Dungeon Party Wheel Of Sin”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
It was set point, and the ball was coming right for me. I tracked its trajectory as I squatted low in my ready stance; it was definitely going to be out if I didn’t return it. So I called it, “OUT!” and sidestepped, watching the volleyball smash into the floor…in bounds. The ref announced the point to the opposing team, and the crowd went insane with cheers. The faces of my teammates dropped, and they all walked off the court without looking at me.
I’d just cost us the championship. Guilt and regret swirled in my stomach, making me feel sick as tears prickled at the back of my eyes. How was I going to face everyone? I wished I’d just hit that stupid ball. “Krysta, stay after everyone’s gone.” The coach bellowed over the noise in the gym. I just knew I was in big trouble.
I have told you to wait for me in the dungeon, naked on all fours holding your collar. That I will be there to give him his punishment. Knowing you are already in trouble for misbehaving, you go and wait patiently on all fours for me. Feeling a bit nervous about y as you are mine to do as I please with you are my slave, and I am your Goddess.
I enter the dungeon, take your collar from you, and place it on you, choking you a bit. You can tell I am not pleased with you at all. Looking down at you, I tell you that you’re mine and you will be sore to learn your lesson, never to break the rules. You nod at me and say I understand, Goddess Katrina. Continue reading “His Punishment”
The bosses toy xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415
Today was like any ordinary day. I arrived to work on time, but still I was late according to him. So of course that means I have to endure my daily punishment. Which includes my nipple clamped and my butt plugged. “Torrence!” He yells for me, I sure do hate this man. “Coming!” I shouted back so that he doesn’t get more ****** off I don’t respond. Slowly walking towards his office because I know exactly what’s about to happen. I can’t remember when this all started. But I guess you could say I’m the bosses toy, and I’d rather be 100 other things than that.
It was my and daddy’s first anniversary. Daddy told me to follow him that he had a surprise for me and wanted to give me my anniversary gift. Curious what it could be, I gladly followed daddy, a little confused when we ended up in our back yard where there was a St Andrews cross and a bed. We had a huge private backyard. Daddy leads me to the cross, blindfolds, and ties me to the cross. He started to spank me, slowly hitting harder as he did.
One Daddy feels I am nicely warmed up; I think another pair of hands on my ass. Whoever is helping daddy is spanking me on one cheek while daddy spanks the other. After a bit, they switch to paddles. Next, it’s floggers, which is only Daddy. Daddy whispers in my ear happy anniversary, baby girl. Then he goes back to flogging me. When I feel a sharp sting and know it’s a whip from the feel of it, I think it’s daddy’s friend David. Then he whispered in my ear happy anniversary, love, and I know for sure. Continue reading “My First Anniversary”
He looked down at me as I kneeled before him. That sadistic grin plastered on his face with that matching gleam in his eyes. He stood over me, his hands on his hips, legs spread with masculine confidence. Then he began walking around me, each reverberating clomp of his boots on the floor sending a shiver through my body. I knelt there silently trembling to await my fate. We both knew I had fucked up, that I had broken a rule. This was the first time either. I definitely have a love-hate relationship with rules and consequences. Because this wasn’t the first time breaking this particular rule, he’d made it very clear that I had earned a hardcore punishment today.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Behold! Francie, your superhuman giantess. Thirty feet tall and beautiful beyond belief, some men aren’t even afraid. But, her beauty lures them to their destruction, for she isn’t kind nor gentle. Francie is a fierce giantess who causes havoc and destruction everywhere she wanders.
When a puny human grovels at her massive giantess feet, she plucks him from the ground and lifts him high for her eyes to inspect. The human male may live if he looks sturdy and like he could tolerate a thorough use. It’s sad, however, when overweight, average mortal men beg for her use. She knows they won’t live long enough to pleasure her pussy. So the only other way for a fat, useless human man to benefit her Giantess self is as FOOD!