Tag: domination

Kora 1844-332-2369 Ext.309

Sexy ebony Dom Kora was in her sex dungeon cleaning the sex equipment from her last appointment. Then, all of a sudden, her next appointment was early. Dom Kora walks to the front of the dungeon to greet her next cum patient. His name is Evan, and he says he is here for cock and ball play and sensation play; DOM Kora begins putting up the cleaning supplies and cleans her hands. She puts on her Dom equipment and gets her instruments of pleasure. Dom Kora walks back into the room with Evan and says, “Take off your clothes now !” Dom Kora shouts as she waves her paddle.

Evan immediately gets undressed and stands in front of Dom Kora with a soft cock; Kora begins walking around Evan, observing him, and then she instructs him to lock eyes with her Evan gets hard immediately without hesitation, and that makes Dom Kora smirk a little. Dom Kora touches Evan with a sex whip on his chest, which pushes him to the sex table. Dom Kora begins handcuffing him to the table and standing the table upright; Kora proceeds to ask, “Why are you here to see Dom Kora?”

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Heather~~~~1-844-332-2639 Ext. 450

Not to long ago I was shopping at the mall.  It had been a great day.  I had just made my last stop at a lingerie shop.  I’m standing there looking for my size in the sexiest teddy, and I hear, “Hello Heather” in the sexiest voice.  I thought to myself, “I know that voice”.  I turn around and instantly melt.  Standing there was my first DADDY!

I am instantly thrown back in time.  I think back to our first date.  We both knew that the other was into the lifestyle.  He was way more experienced.  I was new and inexperienced.  I had been teasing him previously telling him that he was going to have to take control, because I wasn’t going to give it to him easily.  He was going to have to take it.  We met for dinner and from the moment he walked in, he had this air of confidence about him.  His body oozed extreme control, and I knew I was in trouble!  The whole time I found myself subconsciously submitting to him in little ways.  He even ordered for me!  That’s something no one has ever done for me before!

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Once a week, I like to let my hair down, get wild and crazy, and go dancing at the local bar. It’s my Boot Stomping Night Out, dressed for dancing, with my leather boots on. These are special. Knee-high, 4-inch thick heels, and so well worn, they wrap perfectly around my muscular calf. There is nothing like music flowing through you and an absolute desire to stomp on more than the barroom floor. Getting boozed up is fun, especially when I know I will get what I want from an unsuspecting man who’ll become my victim. Continue reading “Boot Stomping Night Out” →

Teasing to the Edge Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

I love Teasing to the Edge. Let me explain. I’ll have you on the bed, naked, squirming, my delicate, soft, lubed-up palm slowly stroking your pulsating cock.  A smirk tilts my lips as our eyes lock. I can see the begging in your eyes, but it’s not good enough.

“Please, Naomi,” you’ll try begging. I love how you beg. “I can’t take more. Please, harder. I need to cum so bad.”

I reward you with slower, softer strokes. You knew your request would fall on deaf ears because I give you nothing the easy way. Besides, you are well aware that that orgasmic release you crave could only happen at my behest. Continue reading “Teasing to the Edge with Naomi” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

It was unusually warm for January. For a while now, I have been working out with and fucking my trainer, Mark. Not that I minded, Mark was fucking hot and so muscular.

The night before, Mark texted me and said we should run outside because it would be such a nice January day. There are some trails right near where I live. People and families bike and walk their dogs on them all the time.

This day, I was wearing a Gym Shark outfit. So cute, pink leggings and a pink sports bra. Gym Shark outfits are often ruched in the perfect spots, so they highlight my perky tits and peachy ass. On my feet were white, pink, and purple Air Jordans. Honestly, I don’t love to wear my Jordans outside, but I just look so damn hot in them.

Mark had instructed me to meet him at the opening of Trail 22, it was nice here. The maple trees had all lost their leaves but there were lush evergreen and spruce trees everywhere. The trails were also well maintained, they were surrounded by forest but they were well kept.

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Mistress Takes Back The Bridegroom

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A bridegroom needs to be stolen back. See, a sub who serves so well is something a Domme should hold tight to. You know the saying, “It’s hard to find good help.” Well, it’s true of submissive boys as well. Finding one who isn’t an attention-needing, whiney whore is tough to come by, which is why I couldn’t let my sub get married.

He came to me the night before the big day and confessed to being in love. He said he was afraid to tell me because he knew how much I’d be hurt by him leaving me, and I was. More so, I was heartsick that he hadn’t shared this part of his life with me. I knew he’d been dating, but a wife? I wasn’t about to let him go without a fight.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ever since I was young, I have been known to be a bit of a slut. It may be due to stories such as this.

When I was in high school, I got invited to this big Kwanzaa party. Anyone who was anyone was there.

Back at that time, I went to a prestigious private school. Our school tended to dominate football because the majority of our team was made up of huge and hung black guys.

Of course, I was a cheerleader and I loved to fuck football players. Just to be clear, I love fucking all kinds of athletes. However, football, rugby, and hockey players tend to be my favorite. It just seems to be that they know how to fuck you just a little bit harder than you thought you wanted.

I must admit, when I walked down the hallway in my cheerleading uniform, I looked hot. My skirt was way too short for your typical cheerleading skirt and my top was way too tight. My big perky tits could barely fit into it and you could see my bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

I learned The Power of Being a Woman long before adulthood. Teachers, friends’ fathers, my Dad’s friends, hell, even my Dad just could not say no to me. Look at me. Do you think you can say no to me? I didn’t think so. With a seductive glance, I make men tremble. With a smile, I could get them to do what I wanted.

But I’m not interested in most men. I like losers. Losers know they are beneath me. They are worms before me. Toys for me to play with. The thing about losers is they know they don’t deserve my time and attention. They want to please me and spoil me. They never say no to what I ask for, whether it be to buy me a new Hermes handbag or to eat me out for hours on end. Continue reading “The Power of Being a Woman” →

I’m looking for someone special who will Be my Daddy Accomplice. Someone I can team up with and do despicable things to a sweet, innocent soul. I want to corrupt someone young. Very young. I want to take this young one and teach her how to serve all Daddy and Mommy’s needs properly. Imagine it! We can be gentle and loving and teach her slowly how to wrap those small lips around your big cock.

Or maybe we can use force. She won’t tell. We can train her to take your cock in all three holes before she’s even old enough to drive. Or maybe she isn’t even in high school yet. So much fun to be had! Continue reading “Be my Daddy Accomplice.” →

Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Those Beneath Me Excite Me. They always have. I can say and do things to those beneath me that I can’t do to others. Being from a small town and head cheerleader in high school, I learned the power of my beauty very young. Manipulation came easily to me. Male teachers always catered to me, and I didn’t have to give anything back.

That’s who you are. You know you’re beneath me. In fact, you are so beneath me you are nothing but an ant to be stepped on. You are a pathetic loser. You live every day knowing what a loser you really are. Well, that excites me. So give me a call so I can tell you what a small-dicked pathetic bitch you are. I’ll make you do tasks and have you spoil me, and what do you get out of it? Nothing but to be in my presence.

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