TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
He said he would show me a world of desire. That he could unlock a level of sensation I’d never known before. A bondage session where he would ensure I was bound for pleasure. He stood me in the doorway, and with cuffs bolted to the corners of the door, he secured me in place. Arms above my head and ankles spread wide.
I didn’t think I would be so turned on, but I’d never seen my cock so hard. It stood out proudly, aching for him to touch me, but he didn’t.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I’ve got the house all to myself this weekend and am thinking about having some bondage fun. All I need is a suitable little toy to tie up tight and keep as a little slave. I’m talking about real slave-type action. Where once you are bound, you have no choice or say over what happens to you. You’ll surrender to me completely—no matter what kind of fun I have in mind.
Does that idea make your cock throb? If so, come over and see what I have in store for us.
Continue reading “A Little Weekend Bondage Never Hurt No Boy”
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270
“Please! Stop! I came, I came! Please!” I heard you screaming in panic as the second orgasm bubbled from the head of your cock, and I showed no signs of stopping. The loud buzz of the wand kept its steady pace as you thrashed against the straps I’d used to tie you down—one around your chest, one tight over your hips, and two down your legs. My head cocked as I pushed the bulbous tip of the wand squarely into your balls, and my other hand pulled the prostate massager nearly out of your ass.
“And you’re going to cum again,” I spoke softly, feeling no need to yell over your demands. With a slow twist of my hand, I fed the prostate toy back into your clenching ass and grinned as your back bowed. “And again. And again.”
Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
I have a craving for spit bubbles today. I’m a girl who always indulges in her desires. That’s why I’ve slipped you into the latex vacuum bed. The soft whirring of the vacuum blocks out any other sounds around you as it constantly pulls the air from the bag, causing the latex to suck against you like a second skin.
Head to toe, you are entirely encapsulated into the vacuum bed, except for the hole just big enough to allow your hard cock to stretch through. From within the bed, you’ll be unable to struggle or protest—such an effective bondage method.
Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext. 410
All you boys come in here acting so tough! You’re so strong and manly, and you always win at everything. Well, it’s time to put that to the test. The girls and I have been discussing a little game we’d like to play, and it involves you, big boy. A couple of you, actually. So what do you say? Are you manly enough to play our game of Cornhole? The winner gets a very special prize!
Ariel 1-844-332-2639 Ext 290
I’ve never been the type to dabble in one night stands. Not that I’m judging; quite frankly I don’t have the time. There is one exception to this rule and that is the comet I have in my life. I’ve known this fellow for many years and we have a rather intense and unique relationship. He works internationally and is in my neck of the woods once or twice a year. Things don’t always line up, but when they do… The power that I feel when I am with him is heady. This is the one night a year guaranteed that I get to be in control of every aspect of an evening and I love it. Let me paint you a portrait of a snippet of time from our annual one night stand.
I love it when there are lightning storms. So much fun stuff to do in the storm. Perfect time to get close cuddle and of course face fucked. While watching movies of course or making my own. When I hear that thunder crack in the sky and the lightning flash with each moment getting closer I rush inside. Once I am inside I grab all my flashlights, candles and blankets. As soon as I grabbed all the flash lights and candles bang a loud cracking sound and then complete darkness. Looks like the storm shut all my electricity off again. Then, a soft light glows from the candles I just lit even better to set the mood.
I grab my boyfriend and pull him close. While I whispered in his ear ” I have been very bad” I feel the shimmers going down his body and his hair standing up on his arms. Perfect I think to myself, if he is in the mood it won’t take much to get that cock of his rock hard. Just the way I like it. As I listen to the pitter patter of the rain hitting the windows I begin to slowly kiss his neck. Continue reading “In the Storm”
This post is for the Coach. Just because your the teacher or leader of how to play the game does not mean you get to play with the referee. We don’t play we judge and are here to call out your bad moves. So let me coach you on a few things. I learned to stay on the side lines of the game because I’m not a player I don’t need to play to win. Players have to put in practice and practice to test their skills against others and hope that they are better.
Me? I know I am better. I’m not conceded I am convinced. Any move you can possibly think of I already saw coming and have reacted. You can’t touch this, no matter how many hours of practice you put in you will not be able to go against me. Even if you are good. So what are you going offense or defense? Sticking to your plan or going a new route? Continue reading “Coach”
Who can busta move? Well don’t be shy let’s see it. Me? Oh I love dancing. Normally in my room with my stripper pole. I think pole dancing is so sexy. When the body gets nice hot and sweaty. Wrapping my legs tightly around the pole so its rubbing against my clit. Slowly sliding down until my 7 inch high-heels slap the ground make a *click click* noise. Then, while standing up having my ass high in the air taunting anyone who sees, making them wish they could just give me one good open hand slap on my ass. Ya, you know it that’s the type of dancing I do.
I love it watching all the men drool over me as I am spinning around on the pole moving to fast for them to get any kind of good grip on me. With my perfect tits bouncing up and down right in their face. It’s a good work out too which is why I have such a nice tuned body. Perfectly suited for a Goddess like myself. After my spins I tightly grab the pole with both hands, turn my back and shake my but letting it jiggle. Continue reading “Busta Move”
Deep down under there are some monsters hiding in all of us. Some are bigger and scarier than others. Well others are silent and well camouflaged. I learned to face them head on each and every one. Truthfully I love seeing the monsters in people I think it is hot. That dark side people try to hard to keep hidden. That is the part I try so hard to pull out of you and to see for myself. Why? Now that is a very good question, but it gets me all frisky, my pussy wet, my adrenaline pumping.
I am addicted to those monsters, its more than just “bad boys” its the darkest part that even the brightest light can’t over power. Maybe its the power it holds alone. The strength that is created for all the wrong reasons. You can’t play that side. In fact it dominates you like fire does with wood, in a matter of seconds it will devour every last inch you have in you to resist it. Then again, why on good earth would you try to resist that temptation? I know I wouldn’t. So can you face those monsters? Continue reading “Deep Down Under”