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Kayla 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A cold shiver shifted along my spine as I squatted in the large open shower. Emmi had left the shower head on in a steamy trickle; the splattering sound around my feet echoed the need building inside me. She’d shackled me naked against the cold tile and told me I’d have to go sooner or later.

I balanced on the balls of my feet with my knees open. Anytime I tried to close them, Emmi would get up off her perch and slap my legs till they opened again. Then she would pour another bottle of water into my mouth. How many had she forced me to drink already? Four, maybe five. She held her phone in her hand, talking to the viewers who were live streaming my humiliation. “Everyone who bet two hours is out; little Miss holds it just tipped over her second hour since being restrained.”

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve exhausted. I’m so tired of entitled fucking men. What is it that makes you think you are so great? That you have the right to my time or my fucking feelings? Who even are you?

A fucking nobody. That’s who. Ohh, yes, you claim to be some big, bad important, so and so, but here you are, paying for the attention of a woman who, in normal circumstances, wouldn’t give you a fucking chance. It’s more than pathetic, don’t you agree? Admit it to me. Tell me what a fucking loser you are so I can laugh in your face.

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Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Are you ready for Robotic Rita? Because she is ready for you.

After a long day at work, a man deserves a woman who will have a hot meal ready, a cool drink mixed for him, and a wet pussy ready for use. But this isn’t the 1950s, so men are left with microwaved dinners, pouring their own bourbon, and fist fucking their way to orgasm. Not if you welcome Rita into your home.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

So you did your research and managed to find an authentic occult bookstore. Curiosity made you summon a Demon Goddess. You were led to the right tome, and took it home, without being asked to pay. When you got there, you began reading through it just for some light research when your entire being was compelled to continue reading. You began casting a summoning spell, in a language you don’t know and, before long, saw me climbing out of the floor.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Part one

“Oh,” I feigned innocence as my pussy leaked in the unpurchased lingerie I wore in the dressing room. I could feel the strength of his desire as he pressed it into my ass. The mirror fogged when I exhaled hard with shock as his fingers shifted the crotch of the lingerie, and he shoved two of them into my ready channel.

“Don’t play coy with me.” He kissed over my shoulder, and my head lulled in pleasure. My feet spread apart, giving him access to what he wanted. To what he was going to take one way or another. “Don’t make a sound, or the associate will know what a Lil cock hungry slut you are for me.” My pussy pulsed around his fingers, and I sat my ass back into his body to show him how his words had pleased me.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I recently learned that in the 1700s, “choking” was used as a medical procedure to cure erectile dysfunction. You idiots will go to all lengths to get that dick hard, won’t you? Who needs oxygen to the brain when you could have a stiffy? Of course, I sort of understand how after you’ve tried it once, it can become addicting.

Those strange tingles it causes, and how everything around you fades into the distance, so all you can focus on is the sensations in your body. Once we start treating your limp noodle with Francie’s tight grip around your throat, you’ll become my little gasper for life.

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Nicole 1-844-33-CANDY ETX 420

The tempo of your thrusting has been steady and rhythmic for several minutes now. I can tell that you’re enjoying yourself, each time my body moves in response to yours you release a deep, primal moan that I can’t help but find fucking irresistible. Our sweaty, intertwined bodies are woven into one as we fuck like rabbits. Everything about this is amazing, but I just know you’re holding back and I don’t want that at all. I want you to use and abuse my pussy like the fuck hole it is and I tell you this, in those exact words.

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Poetry

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NICOLE 1-844-33-CANDY EXT 420

In the realm where passion reigns supreme,
Where desire ignites like a flickering flame,
Let my words dance upon your eager skin,
A tale of yearning and pleasure, I shall proclaim.

In whispered verses, secrets I shall unveil,
A symphony of sensations, our bodies entwined,
With every stroke of pen, your senses impale,
In this seductive dance, our souls aligned.

Softly, I trace the contours of your desire,
Unveiling your essence, inch by tantalizing inch,
A delicate touch, setting your passion on fire,
As our hearts race, surrendering to this bewitch.

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Customizable Content

Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext413

So you’ve prowled the internet looking for the perfect item to get you off. Clips, dirty stories, and even perverted cartoons. However, you’ve become insatiable. The need for ‘more,’ for ‘different’ has grown so great; nothing spikes your interest anymore. I bet you’ve scrolled through every video on every porn site that’s safe enough not to infest your PC with a virus, and still, your cock longs for something enticing. You need something new, something that can offer customizable content. As your digital sex puppet, I can be whatever you need. Slip your fingers between my strings, and together we’ll customize the perfect fantasy for you and your cock.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve never been one to fit into traditional gender roles, so when my newest boyfriend commented that he expected a hot meal to be on the dinner table waiting for him when he got home from work, I simply rolled my eyes. If a man wants a traditional woman, he better be prepared to be a conventional man.

And since I don’t imagine Travis building me a home with a white picketed fence and paying ALL of my bills to support me, the only hot mean he’ll be served is the one between my legs. I didn’t say that, though; I simply kissed him goodbye and wished him a good day at the office.

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