Tag: humiliation

Cuckold Queen Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

I can tell that you’re an insecure man. You try to deny it, but you have “cuck” written all over you. Trust me, I know your secret. I can tell in the way you talk to me. You overcompensate on a lot of details that you’ve given me. You’re always here because your wife chooses to devote her time to other men. Yes, there’s more than one. You’re a Curious Cuck Seeking Help. Well, I’m here to help you face reality.

You try to ignore how your wife dresses up before leaving. Short skirts, low-cut tops, high-heels and a flippent comment about “off to her girlfriend’s house.” You know in your gut that she’s cheating on you.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

Take a nice, hard look, darling. Just imagine the way my smooth, sweet pussy will feel. Having it wrapped around your cock, grinding down against your skin. This pussy feels like a tight, wet, warm silk glove so firm and gripping around your rod. The only main problem is in just two pumps you are done! It’s time for you to Learn Some Cock Control.

This is why you know you need me. You cannot do it alone. When you do have my instruction, you must be ready to listen to my sexy, sensual voice telling you exactly what to do to overcome that pathetic shortcoming. I’ll have you bring out all those toys that move you and drive you beyond your control. Perhaps even some CBT tools if you dare. With my training, I will guide you to perfect cock control. Continue reading “Learn Some Cock Control” →

Did You Lie?

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

One of the things I hate about men is how you can never really tell what he’s packing until you get him in the bedroom. I went out on a date with this guy I’d met through an app. We’d been texting for a few days, and I was seriously crushing on him. He said he was six-five with hazel eyes and an eight-inch dick. He sent a few photos, not sexual ones, but pictures of him with friends; in them, he looked taller than his friends. And so handsome… but did he lie about that last detail?

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Heather—- 1844-332-2369 ext. 450

I thought this was going to be a regular blowjob.  Boy, was I wrong!  It started off normal.  I was sucking his cock and moving up and down.  The next thing I know He puts his hand on the back of my head and basically slammed his cock down my throat.  I don’t remember EVER having that much cock in my mouth! The next thing I know I’m choking so bad!  Tears are running down my face, and I’m finding it hard to catch my breath.  The whole time he is mess talking.  Saying things like, “you’re not doing all that big girl talking now…..are you”?  I couldn’t even answer because my mouth was over full.  After a few minutes of this, he gathered my hair in one hand, and used it to pull my head away from his cock.  He asked me if I had learned my lesson.  The only response that I had was,” yes, DADDY”.  He appeared to be thinking about it, and then said, “nope, I don’t think that you have.”

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Teen Panty Sniffer

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Teen panty sniffers are like the lowest of the low. They are the most disgusting type of human beings on this fucking planet. Take my step dad for example.

The dude is addicted to the scent of my jailbait pussy, but he’s too much of a loser to admit it or do anything about it. Instead, he raids my room, looking for worn thongs or cheekies when I’m gone. Anything that may have grazed my little cunny and carried its scent.

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Red Light, Green Light

                 Jemma 1844-332-2639 Ext 303 & Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Two-girl calls are among my favorite ways to shake up a boring workday. Recently, I got to dabble into a game you may have played a time or two, but I promise you haven’t played it the way Jemma and I do. We lured a helpless gooner into playing with us. You know how Gooners are. Once they start stroking their cock, they will do anything you tell them to.

Our mindless stroker was a good one. He has a big, beautiful cock we couldn’t wait to edge! Jemma played the green light; he couldn’t stroke his cock unless she said, “Green.” And I was the red light. This means that once Jemma said Green, he could not stop stroking until I said red.

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

A little sissy bitch called and asked for hot wax play. I was thrilled to be his personal guide to the delicious pain and pleasure of dripping burning wax over his otherwise useless clit. You’ve read about this sissyslut before, so you can already imagine that he was whimpering when I asked if a candle was already burning.

The fool had a votive candle lit, clearly not knowing that a taper candle is the preferred tool for this type of play. The problem with a votive option is the wax puddles around the wick as it melts. Pools of melted wax are MUCH hotter than drops that dribble from the tip of a tapper.

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Even Your Mom Is Disappointed

Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

So many of you little dick perverts have crushes on your Mom. I played with an idiot just a bit ago; he’s huge into family play, and something dawned on me. You know how moms are supposed to always love you and support you and think you’re perfect because she made you? Well, you know she would be super disappointed in your little dick, don’t you?

Think about it! Picture it. Your hot MILF is spread out on your bed. You are FINALLY, after years of jerking off to her, going to get the chance to fit your dick into where you came from, and she is looking around your room. Then asks, “Is it in?”

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Double-Diaper The Downstairs Neighbor

Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

The couple that live below me are constantly fighting. Unfortunately, our apartment walls are thin, and I can hear everything they argue about. The guy stays home all day, playing video games and never cleaning up after himself. His partner asked him to take out the trash and do the laundry before she got home from her twelve-hour shift as an ER Nurse, but guess who forgot?

She was extra mad tonight and threatened to leave for good if he didn’t grow the fuck up. I heard their front door slam hard and peeked out my window to see her stomping across the parking lot. As soon as she sped off, I grabbed my diaper bag and knew this was a job for Babysitter Val! I’d double-diaper that big baby and see if he wanted to grow up then.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

My horny little in-house fuck boy slave thought it would be a good idea to crawl into my bed while I was sleeping. Yes, my body is designed for a man to press up against it, but fuck, boy slaves are not men. Their dicks are far too short, and it isn’t his place.

An in-house fuck boy’s sleeping place is in the pet bed, on the floor, at the end of my bed. I know my sleeping naked must have been too much for him horny mind, but I don’t give a fuck. What he did was unacceptable. Daring to press against my skin without permission? That boy had to pay.

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