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I'm Watching You Loser

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You sulk around as if you are invisible, but you aren’t. I’m fucking watching you, loser. Men like you think no one notices you as you gawk at pretty girls or, worse, take pictures of them. Creeper pictures that you’ll jerk off to later when you’re alone. Thinking about how close you got to her. If you could smell her, how you would never be with someone like her. You disgust me, and you definitely aren’t as unnoticed as you think. Continue reading “I’m Watching You Loser” →

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

That teeny tiny clitty; what in the world do you do with it anyways? He walked right up to me, the guy who owned it, and he pulled it out so that I could see. He was wearing a trench coat. If you’re going to be proud of something, let it be your 8 or 9 inch cock, the one that sluts can’t wait to get challenged by. He was creepy, first off. I had seen him checking me out, waiting to come over and talk with me way before he approached. The only thing left I could think to call it was a Teeny Tiny Clitty.

He opened his trench coat, and asked me if I wanted to see something that he wanted to show me. I looked at him, apprehensive the whole time. The look in my eyes was of curiosity, but also of fear. What was he going to show me? I couldn’t help but think about it. A guy wearing this outfit that he was, walking towards me, stalking me for minutes before. The suspense was driving me wild. And then it happened. Continue reading “That Teeny Tiny Clitty” →

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

The lightening bolt coming from her eyes was unlike anything most people ever experience. You know those shivers you get when you see someone for the first time. You feel that chemical explosion. Well it’s like that, when you see me every time. It doesn’t just last for a minute, it lasts for as long as we intertwine. I am one of the greatest explosions that you’ll ever meet. The funny thing about me is that I don’t even try. It just is, and it’s kind of always been that way.

Seeing it in others’ eyes has always been something that intrigues me, but I admit. I also get off on it in a way that fucking in general does for me. It has become the one thing that I thrive on when I meet someone, and then I’ll look for that look every time from then on. And like magic, it never really fails me.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

I’m normally the disciplinarian. There are those moments though, where Tessa needs to snap back into reality. Those are the moments where discipline becomes necessary and appropriate. During those moments, I demand to be given no mercy.

I had been bad that month, all month long. If I wasn’t getting in trouble for this, I was getting in trouble for something else. If I wasn’t fixing a massive mistake I had made, I was causing another catastrophic issue to come into fruition. The game of Cause and Effect can be so detrimental. And when an adult is the one causing all the mayhem, it just feels so much more serious. You would think after going through so much, that I would learn countless lessons. Yet, it seems to be that I continue to cause them, and scramble to fix them.

There is this theory imbedded in the depths of my brain that maybe I enjoy the discipline that comes with messing up so badly. Discipline means that I’m going to have to assume the position; usually bent over on someone’s lap. I’m going to have to take countless paddle spankings, either from a wooden paddle, or someone’s bare naked hands.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

 Destroying your ass from the outside in is something that Mistress Tessa is no stranger to.  Something about all of those short gasping breathes that you’re taking, with each spank, that make this Mistress feel a certain way. And understand, my secret remains that on the inside, my pussy is getting juicier by the minute. Those squeals, moans, cries, and nails scratching on the wall, all bring something out of me that puts a smile on my face. You don’t get to see the smile, other than the big smirk I showcase to you. Mistress Tessa loves her wooden paddles.

I like to start off slow, just to get an idea of how much you can really handle, before you let me know you want to call your Mommy for help. You’ve already consented to being destroying though, remember? Seeing you so physically spent, trying so hard to hang on because the thought of surrendering, you just can’t accept… that’s my lovely fix. How far are you going to take it is what’s going through my mind. When are you going to say stop? And even if you say stop, do you really mean it?

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Mistress Tessa: Blow Job 101: One of the things that I pride myself on, is giving a Blow Job. And not to sound completely conceited, but I almost feel like I deserve a trophy or something. I mean, blow jobs are a standard in my opinion. Just like any other type of sexual activity, you don’t just perform. You must be completely immersed in it. Love it and do it with passion, or don’t do it at all. If you suck at it, then learn how to make your man moan and squirm to the point of no return. It’s all about getting him to explode in every way possible.

There is something sexy about starting with a dick that’s already hard as a rock, and happy to see me. On the other side of things, there is something hot about putting a soft one in your mouth too. Making it come to life with your warm wet saliva gets my pussy juices flowing just as good.  I like to start with my tongue, teasing the mushroom tip.

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Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

After a week with the family, it’s no wonder you’ve stolen a few moments to sneak into a titty bar to enjoy a good strip tease. Knowing you aren’t allowed to touch makes things so exciting. You have to pay for the visual pleasure of watching a woman undress herself before you, but that’s where it ends.

You find a chair close to the stag and pull out the wad of ones you’ve been piling up just for this occasion. The house lights dim, and the spotlights dance over the stage. Excitement pulses through you, and the curtains open.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Mistress Tessa loves making you feel ALL the feels. And it DOES feel so good, doesn’t it? Spanking you with a wooden paddle; is there anything like it? I know I never want to stop. First, I start slowly with 1 spank, then 2. And by the 3rd, I start to lose my mind just a little. There comes this feeling from the 3rd that I can’t quite put my finger on, but it’s there. The tears from my eyes are all real; the exhilaration that I get from getting YOU OFF.  I would guess yours are much more gratifying. With each moan that you shudder, each tear that drops to the ground, remember I also feel it second-hand. And with every gasp that you take, it lets me to know to keep going further, or to slow it down if even at all.

Your butt looked as plump as can be, getting redder by the minute. It only made sense to continue. You started sticking it out more and more. I mean, who in their right mind would stop at that point? Oh wait… but who in their right mind would ask for such a thing.

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Tessa 844-322-2639 ext. 445

You walked into the room for your 1st Sex Therapy session with Tessa.  You had this immediate frustrated look on your face, and demeanor as a whole. It gave me this innate feeling that we were going to delve into some tough terrain.  I knew something was up, or down more like it. You walked inside with your head down, which seemed to portray some type of shame or sadness.

I asked, “Hi! So let’s talk a bit about what has brought you here”. And then the walls started cumming down on you.  They were imploding. It was your time to be in the spotlight. You knew that at some point you were going to have to talk, it just felt so painful. I could sense it. You finally brought yourself to say, “My wife caught me jerking off one day in the shower, and has refused to have sex with me since”.

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Do you prefer Long-Legged Domme Miquala? My long, toned legs capture you, don’t they? Legs like mine could wrap around you, crush you, confine you, hold you where I want you. And you are helpless against the strength of my legs.

Imagine them walking over you, showing you how you are beneath me. I can do it easily, showing you where you belong – under my feet. Obedient, eager, laying on the floor like a slug, feeling my weight as I walk on your chest or back. Either way, you are helpless beneath my Long, toned legs.

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