Tag: humiliation

Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

Nothing says Halloween like a haunted house attraction. I just love when you go to one and they have rooms set up with different themes in each of them. The last one I went to got me thinking. How could I turn something like a haunted house into a naughty adult fun time? Then I decided to do the same thing they did. Rooms with a theme each with its own scary yet sexy attraction. And of course what fun would it be if you had to keep your hands to yourself?

So that rule is one I will NOT be keeping like a regular haunted house. The first room will be set in the realm of a certain tall, silent handsome fellow. One who loves to stalk around in a blue jumpsuit wearing a faded white mask. He likes to jab things but in my haunted house, he will be jabbing with another long object. This one throbs and its also as hard as steel. Can you handle the boogeyman? The next room will have a little more age fun! A girl in a certain well. She is so super wet and loves to moan and groan.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My sissy has been a naughty girl. He failed to complete his feminization tasks on time and tried to rush through them. Tsk tsk. Such a shame he couldn’t be a good slutty girl for me. Now, he must be strictly punished.

I’ve had this chastity device that was just begging to meet my sissy’s useless cock. It’s a snug stainless steel cage that will lock his pathetic prick up tight. No more cumming for him! He won’t feel a twinge of pleasure until I allow it. And given his recent misbehavior, that could be a long time coming.

I cuffed his wrists and bent him over my knee. “Count out loud sissy,” I demanded as I spanked his bouncy ass. “Count how bad a boy you’ve been!” The cage was attached as he wiggled and whimpered. “No cumming for you, you bad girl! Only Mistress Diana gets to decide when this useless thing comes out.” I gave him one last hard spank that made him yelp. Continue reading “Bad Sissy!” →

Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

The party invitation was vague. All you know about this place is that you’ve heard about it from a friend. That heard about it from a friend. Who heard about it from another friend. Who heard about it from their cousin who swore they had actually been invited to it once. You know this is an invite-only kind of place. Something else you know is that your cock is going to have fun! The invitation only reads. “A creamy good time! Congratulations You’ve been invited!”. After that just a time and an address nothing more.

Showing up to the building you were told to go to you see it’s nothing special. Nothing about it other than what looked like a newish metal door was out of place on the old building. The invitation said to knock three times. Then to say the password given. You knock three times. The sliding door hole opened only showing a set of eyes. The person said nothing just looked at you and waited. You hesitated but then spoke the  magic words “Cream time”

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 Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Crushing a boy’s feelings is so much more fun than crushing his balls. Don’t get me wrong, I love kicking in a nutsack; it’s like my second favorite thing to do besides eating but leading a boy on. Making him fall in love with me just to hump and dump him is so entertaining.

They cry like little girls when they realize they never meant anything to you, and all you did was tell them what they wanted to hear. Aw, does that trigger you? Does it sound familiar? Have you recently been humped and dumped because you’re a sensitive loser?

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Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

Finger in my pussy and thumb on my clit I moved my other hand under my shirt to play with my breast. Pinching my nipple. Throwing my head back in a moan. I was not going to cum though. No, not yet. I still had a plaything to play with. I was not going to let this one go to waste. This was not just a quick session in the backroom. No this was a rare treat for me. One I planned to drag out as long as I could. After 2 hours of him unmoving on the ground kneeling I decided it was time to go and start my actual fun.

Making my way down he like a good boy still doesn’t move even when he hears me coming. His head is down eyes focused on the floor. I circle him slightly impressed by his form. His discipline. I start to walk away down to the door leading to my fun. “Come” a single word that echoes off the stone walls. He moves without thinking just like I like. Once we entered the room I shut the door locking it with a huge clanking sound.

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Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

Wake up wake up! Seems like you might have had a little too much last night at my bar. No no no don’t get up just keep lying still. Lucky for you I have a room in the back and you were nice enough for me to keep. Yes, I said keep you heard me right. I did warn you about those shots you were taking back to back. You said you couldn’t feel them remember? I told you that you might not feel them now but when they hit they will HIT. You don’t remember anything from last night? Oh I learned a lot about you. Lots about the things you like to do.

The things you like to do behind closed doors. Your deepest darkest fantasies. How you want to be fucked and stretched and pegged by a dominant woman who knows what she’s doing. But you just don’t know how to go about finding someone like that. How you think about it all the time. That you would jump at the opportunity but worry you would lose your nerve. Lucky for you I have fixed all your problems. Just take a lot around.

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National Toilet Paper Day

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The only thing I can think about today, on National Toilet Paper Day, is how many of my little potty slaves must be tingling. We all know how hard TP works for most people, but not me. I could give a fuck less about a roll of soft cotton when I only use my toilet slaves to keep me squeaky clean.

So I figure if Toiley Paper gets a day in it’s name, so should my hungry, filthy little fuck toys. I’m thinking I’ll host a potty party with all my hottest girlfriends and line up my slaves like a urinal.

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Jade 844-332-2639 Ext 371

As I was getting ready and parading around the house my nosy neighbor got caught spying on me again. I know he loves peeking through my kitchen windows. So I decided I would play with him. I will have to show this nosy neighbor what happens when you spy on me.

I opened the kitchen window and pretended I needed his help with something in my basement. As we got to the basement I locked the basement door behind us and went down the stairs to meet him. I leaned in into him whispering I know you like watching me. He tried to say something but stumbled on his own words.

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Is Your Dick Size Illegal?

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

You’ll never believe what I learned. In fact, after you read what I’m going to tell you, you might feel really lucky you don’t live in Iceland. Recently, I heard about an old, old law in Iceland. Way back in the day, when people didn’t have sex until marriage, this poor woman married a man. She was so happy, up until her wedding night when she discovered her spouse’s penis size! She was so dissatisfied, SO disappointed that after her wedding night, she went to the courts to complain.

She was legally bound to this penis for the rest of her life, and boy, was she mad about it. The courts heard her out and agreed how unjust it was. They made a law that if your penis was less than three inches, it would be illegal for a man to marry!

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

You want to know what the perfect recipe is? Southern spice and everything nice. Toss in a pinch of naughty delight. Then if you’re really wanting some fun toss in that slutty attitude that makes your cock even hard. Top that with a southern accent and you get me! Hi, I’m Torri. I was raised wild and free in the sweet and dirty south. What does that mean for you? Well, that means I can put in a hard day of work come home cook your chicken just the way you like it then take your cock between either set of my lips and make your toes curl.

After I leave you panting and breathless you’ll roll over to see I’ve gotten you a snack and something cold to drink. Why? Well, I’m just that kinda gal. I want you to enjoy every second you are with me. I want you to know you are my one and only. That you and your cock and cum is the fuel that keeps my motor running and my pussy dripping. I’ll be sweeter the honey and better than a glass of whiskey.

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