Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He loaned me out to his friends and there was nothing I could do about it. It started as a joke. He said, “You’re my perfect little toy—maybe I should share you.” I laughed. Nervous. Turned on. Then one night, he blindfolded me and whispered, “Be a good girl and do what you’re told.” I heard the door open. More than one voice. Male. Deep. Confident.

I was naked on my knees, waiting. My heart pounding. My thighs soaked. I felt like prey. Precious. Offered. My breath caught when I heard the soft chuckle of a stranger just inches from me. He kissed my cheek and said, “These are my friends. You’ll serve them tonight. You’ll take whatever they give you. But remember—you belong to me.” What followed was chaos. A beautiful, filthy storm.

Hands everywhere. Fingers in my mouth, on my breasts, between my legs. Cocks shoved into my mouth, then my cunt, then back again. I was passed between them like a favorite plaything. They slapped my ass, praised my throat, pulled my hair, marked my skin. I begged for it. I was stretched. Used. Worshipped. Degraded. And I loved every second.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Ronnie left the house while Mommy Anna was hanging the laundry to dry. He told Mommy Anna he’d be out for a while, so she reminded him to simply be back for dinner.

 

He took off on his favorite bike, and felt free as ever with his hair blowing in the wind. He decided to visit all of his favorite spots, and pass by the park to say hello to his friends. But next thing ya know, it was lunch time and Ronnie was feeling famished. He happened to be at the same block where he last saw Mommy Anna getting spanked, only he didn’t feel like seafood, so he went to the pizza parlor next door.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, I think my husband is a closet sissy. He’s always hiding in my closet and trying on my clothes. He can’t hold a job or get a job because he’s so obsessed with being a sissy. I’m so sick of him not working. So I have an idea. I’m going to turn his obsession into money. That way we will both be happy. Can you please help me? Will you take him shopping for some slutty lingerie? Then take pictures of him in it? So that I can post him for hire?” she practically begged.

It sounded like fun to me. But I had to make sure it was the best thing for him. After having a long session with him, I was confident that it was. He was beyond ecstatic to go lingerie shopping.

So we went and picked out several sexy things for him to try on. Then we headed to the dressing room. He got more and more turned on as he tried each slutty thing on. I could see him getting harder and harder. And my instinct is, see a hard cock, make it cum.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

My best friend at college is named Maddy. She’s sweet and kind, always there for me. I adore Maddy. But I have a secret. A secret about her dad Carter.

Professor Carter James is a name well-known to most students on campus. Tall, dark and handsome, he teaches advanced psychology. When I sit in his class, I can barely focus on the lesson. My eyes are on his chiseled features, the way his eyes smolder. I imagine him bending me over his desk, his strong hands gripping my hips as he takes me from behind.

It started innocently enough. Maddy and I studied together at my place. When her father dropped her off, our gazes met and a spark ignited between us. He lingered, looking at me a beat too long. Later, he messaged me online, thanking me for letting Maddy stay over. I flirted, feeling bold, and he flirted right back.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My hot girl summer was off to a great start. It was my first day at my new job. I was excited but nervous as well. I’ve never waited tables before. But everyone says this place is just about looking cute in the skimpy little outfits. And being flirty with the customers, of course. But when I got there, it was a different manager. The manager that hired me was off that day. Instead it was a female manager. I could tell from the moment I walked in that she was a bitch. She looked me up and down then turned her nose up. I can’t stand it when people judge me before they know me. I’m a very sweet person. Always kind and compassionate, until you give me a reason not to be. But it was so obvious that she had issues. Women that have low self esteem and lack confidence lash out. They take their insecurities out on other women. They can’t control their jealousy. And it turns them into cold, harsh bitches. That was the last type of woman I wanted to work with. But at least all of the other girls were very sweet and supportive.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

A teacher’s pet like me always gets punished after class. I stayed behind after everyone else left. He shut the classroom door and said, “You know exactly why you’re here.” I bit my lip and nodded. “You think batting your lashes gets you an A? You think wearing that tight little skirt means I won’t notice you’re failing?” He stepped behind me. Grabbed my hair. Pulled. “Bend over the desk.” I obeyed. My heart pounding, my thighs slick with anticipation. He lifted my skirt. No panties.

“Naughty little slut,” he muttered. Then the first spank landed. I gasped. Each one got harder. “Count.” “One, Sir. Two, Sir—” By ten, I was soaking the wood. By fifteen, I was moaning like a whore. Then I felt his cock pressing against me. Thick. Hard. Demanding.

“You want this grade? Earn it.” He fucked me hard, face down on the desk, books scattered, chalk dust in my hair. I took it like the filthy student I was.

He pushed my face into the desk with one hand, the other around my throat, reminding me of my place. “You’re nothing but my fuck toy, aren’t you?” I couldn’t answer. The pleasure was too overwhelming. Continue reading “Teacher’s Pet Gets Punished After Class” →

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I stood in the plush hotel room, my heart pounding in my chest. Reed was seated in a chair, his eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. Of course, I was dressed to the nines. My curves were accentuated by a form-fitting dress that hugged me in all the right places. The scent of my perfume filled the room, a subtle hint of seduction that hung in the air. My stilettos clicked rhythmically against the floor as I walked towards a chair, inviting Reed to strip down and have a seat.

A sudden knock echoed through the room, and I winked at Reed. I opened the door, and there they were – four strapping, brawny men, each one more enticing than the last. They stood before us, clad only in their underwear, their muscles rippling beneath their tanned skin. “Have mercy,” I thought to myself, as a wicked grin spread across my face.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’ve been friends with benefits with Jack for a while now, and we both love exploring our deepest, dirtiest desires. When I mentioned the idea of a “Free Use Weekend”, where I’d let him use my holes however and whenever he wants, his eyes lit up with excitement. I knew I’d hit on something special.

That Friday afternoon, I arrived at Jack’s apartment wearing nothing but my best lingerie – a lacy black bralette and matching thong. I kicked off my heels in the entryway and sauntered inside, my bare ass and tits barely concealed by the thin silk. Jack was already home and had seen my suggestive texts all day. He greeted me in nothing but a towel, his huge cock already straining against the fabric.

I smiled coyly and slowly peeled off my bra, freeing my perky tits. “I’m all yours this weekend, baby. My pussy is yours to fuck whenever and however you want. No limits.”

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I absolutely love a beach vacation.  Who doesn’t love a chance to get away and enjoy the sun, warm sand, and salty ocean water?  I hope my beach vacation this year is as hot and sexy as the one I had last year.  Last year, I decided to head off to the beach for the weekend and enjoy some sun and relaxation.  I bought a brand new pink and white polka dot bikini for the trip.  Of course, I hope to obtain the attention of hot sexy men who would also be at the beach.  However, I wasn’t prepared for all the attention I would get on this particular trip.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The neon glow of the laptop screen reflected in Mark’s tired eyes. Another Friday night, another weekly ritual. A bead of sweat trickled down his temple as he navigated to my profile. Just the sight of it sent a shiver of anticipation, laced with a familiar dread, down his spine. He was a paypig, and me, a Goddess. It was a dynamic we’d established months ago, a strange, consensual game of power and submission. He knew the rules, the boundaries, and the consequences of breaking them – or rather, failing to meet them.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard, a battle raging within him. He knew what I expected. The usual “wallet rinsing,” as I playfully called it. A significant chunk of his paycheck, willingly surrendered to my coffers. He tried to resist, truly. He’d set up budgeting apps, tried to distract himself with hobbies, even considered deleting his social media accounts. But the pull was too strong. It was the anticipation, the thrill of the transgression, the feeling of belonging, however twisted, that kept him coming back.

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