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Come forth and prepare yourself. Whatever you may have had planned for your life should be written off. I don’t exactly know the outcome of this spell I’ll be casting, but you are one of the components.

Step into my den. See the salt poured around the floor. Intricate lines drawn every which way, crissing and crossing in beautiful complex patterns across the floor. Don’t you dare disturb a single line, you hear me! Good. Now I need you to take off all your clothes and lie down on that altar. If I understand this correctly (admittedly, my Latin is a bit rusty), then you’ll need to be stripped of everything of this world, barren before the goddess-to-be. Once you’ve given up all your worldly possessions, the hypnosis begins. An audio track begins. Counting you down from 10 to 0, and when I snap! You enter a deep meditative state where I will begin to remove your blockers and open your mind. Eventually, you will be so submissive that you will do anything for me.

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Getting to know me is to fall head-over-heels deep in love with me. So, let’s get something out in the open here. One of my favorite things to do is kiss. I’m not talking about Grandma’s peck. Those kind of kisses feel absolutely pointless to me. They make me say, “Why”!?  The kind of kiss I’m talking about is the kind of kiss that leaves you breathless. Thinking back on some of my best moments, my tits heaving, which means I’m begging for more, and can’t get enough fast enough.  It’s the kind where we’re both breathing so hard, it can’t be mistaken for anything else other than passion, lust, and desire.

My lips are multi-versatile, so when I say that I love to kiss, let me clarify so there’s no confusion here. Whether I’m kissing on actual lips on your face, whether I’m kissing, sucking, or devouring your c*ck, or if I’m kissing or sucking on a dildo, it’s all worthwhile to me.

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Worshipping your Goddess Rhonda is your most ardent desire. Just being with me, having me listen to you on the phone, your body is already sizzling with excitement. But to touch me, that is beyond your wildest imagination.  Questions pop into your head. Do you deserve to be near me? Do you deserve my undivided attention? Deep down, you know you don’t. You are so far beneath me I should trample you. But instead, I have allowed you to call me. Don’t you feel blessed by your Goddess?

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I’m a Red-Hot and Spicy Teen Cherrie of the Candy Girls. I’ll have you drooling and craving me endlessly. I will not stop until you are left mindless, confused and I have stripped you ever every aspect of your manhood. You’ll surrender your manhood in desperation to be with me, craving even a glance of my attention. You know you don’t deserve it. You can’t get an amazingly sexy and controlling teen brat like me, can you? You’ve dreamt of a girl like me, but even your dreams are lacking against my beauty. You’ll be ready to give me anything, especially those pathetic balls between your legs for the opportunity for a life of complete and utter submission to your Ginger Goddess.

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Paypig

Laylene had always had a thing for controlling others, and stupid little weak paypigs were her favorite target. She enjoyed nothing more than seeing them do her bidding, and she made sure to take advantage of them. With a piercing gaze and a sultry voice, she would give them orders and watch in delight as they complied.

She found them easy to manipulate, and she loved it when they’d goon for her. Making them goon for as long as she wanted. After all, she’d picked them out with a discerning eye. They were weak and powerless, making them easy to drain of cash as they did whatever Laylene commanded.

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Don't talk back to Mommy in heels

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Mommy had just gotten home when the phone rang. She could barely take off her heels, as it was ringing already as she unlocked the door. She dropped her bags and clicked her shoes to the nearest phone in the kitchen. It was your teacher. She called to tell Mommy that you swore at her at school today and to make matters worse, you had an accident and she had to find you a change of clothes.

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Ghost

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When Halloween rolls around, my husband and I get the urge to go ghost-hunting! It’s a fun little activity we do to scare each other! We like to seek out haunted hotels or little tourist traps and watch as people squeal and wet their pants, thanks to their overactive imaginations. Neither of us actually believes in the paranormal.

We booked a two-night stay in this little old house near the coast of North Carolina. The legends say an older farmhand took over the runnings of the house when its owner passed away from unknown causes. He lived peacefully in the house, alone for many years, until out-of-town family members came looking for the man of the house. Discovering the rightful owner’s passing infuriated the family. They blamed the farmhand and accused him of foul play. I’m sure you can guess what happened next. Anyway, the farmhand’s ghost is said to take care of the house still, and that he tries to get his revenge by hurting any guests who dare to stay in his space.

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When I think about how you spoiled me the other night, it got me all kinds of gushy. Those dollar bills, there’s just something that happens to me internally, before I start to get all wet and juicy. It starts inside, in my mind, where it just drives me all kinds of crazy just thinking about it.

Those dollar bills; they were flying all around me and just the opposite of those tanks where they blow money everywhere but you have a hard time catching any; in my mind, you watched me catch every single last dollar bill. And now that we’re talking about dollar bills, you spoiled me good that night. They were hundreds. So, every time I caught one, it felt that much more exhilarating and naughty, cause it was a $100 dollar bill. What does it feel like when that hundred touches my fingers and I’m holding onto it? It felt so so good.

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My bestie Kayla and I not only share well but we’re also grade A Daddy corrupters.  I love perverting daddies together.  We’re professionals when it comes to making dirty Daddies even dirtier.  When the two of us get together it’s absolutely no taboo and no limits fun.  In fact, we often teach Daddies a thing or two about being no holds barred filthy fucking fun.  Sometimes Daddies are even amazed at just how nasty we can get together.  Are you a dirty Daddy looking for two hot and sexy girls to play with together?

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It looks like you are on a Goon Quest. I’m not talking about just a little bit of stroking. What I want is for you to edge and stroke until that pecker feels like it may literally fall off. Face it, all you can think of is stroking to my pics until your tiny dick is sore anyway. I will just force you to take it to the next level. Even when your balls are swollen and aching you won’t want to stop. You will goon for hours until your brain completely turns to mush.

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