Tag: Mean teen

Sit and Spin Diaper Bitch

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Look, when your mom hired me, she said you were a little slower than your peers, but she didn’t tell me you wore diapers. That’s disgusting. I’m not changing you. It’s been hours since your mom left, and I’ve been sitting on the couch ignoring you. I was calling my girlfriends and sexting my boyfriend when you started pulling on my pant leg.

“Please, please, change me, Miss Krysta!” You beg and plead, but I just kick you off and laugh.

“Sit and spin, diaper bitch. Your soggy ass isn’t my problem, it’s a YOU problem.”

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Serve Me, Then Buy Me Shoes

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

I dropped a tweet the other day that ended up sending a small crowd of losers to serve me. The gif was of a sexy high heel and a submissive jerking off to orgasm over the heel. When I saw the image, all I could think of was forcing someone to spray my heels in spunk and then make him buy me new ones for ruining them.

I was surprised by how many losers loved that idea. They all crawled over each other, trying to get to my feet. I was giddy watching them stumble to be the first to cum on my toes, as if that would make him the winner. The one who gets to buy me shoes.

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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!

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Krysta's Secret Weapon

Krysta 1844-332-2369 Ext.410

Did you know I have a secret weapon when it comes to getting what I want? No, it isn’t me kicking boys in their balls or making them cry through their penis. That’s what I do once I nail the target down. Before it comes to that, I have to woo the ballsack I want to bust.

Not just everyone wants to give me the pleasure I truly deserve (CBT makes me happy), so I have to pull my hair up in pigtails and then lure them into a false sense of security. That’s my secret weapon! Boys, Daddies, in particular, are such suckers for pigtails.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh my god! How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t touch tiny dicks like yours before I get a serious tribute? I see you in the chatroom, talking and talking and never setting up calls but guess what shrimplette? I’m not even starting this conversation without a tribute.

Pay first, piggy bitch and then you can slide into my Skype or call me, and I’ll gladly talk to you about your little tiny 3-inch pecker. Do you have any idea how often we laugh at your little wee wee? Some of you idiots even send pictures. It’s gross, and it’s pathetic.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Bullying a cross-dresser is so much fun. Especially, when they hold the secret so close. Threatening exposure if they don’t obey! Hehe, they just fold like little sissies. Yesterday is a perfect example of how much fun it can be. I was over at my friend’s house and couldn’t help myself; I snooped in his closet. I suspected Jason was a little faggot, but I had no proof.

He didn’t hide his stash very well. I found a chest FULL of female clothing. It was hard to hide my giddiness as I gathered the hidden clothing in my arms and burst out of his closet. “What the fuck is this?” I laughed at the horror on his face.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

It was set point, and the ball was coming right for me. I tracked its trajectory as I squatted low in my ready stance; it was definitely going to be out if I didn’t return it. So I called it, “OUT!” and sidestepped, watching the volleyball smash into the floor…in bounds. The ref announced the point to the opposing team, and the crowd went insane with cheers. The faces of my teammates dropped, and they all walked off the court without looking at me.

I’d just cost us the championship. Guilt and regret swirled in my stomach, making me feel sick as tears prickled at the back of my eyes. How was I going to face everyone? I wished I’d just hit that stupid ball. “Krysta, stay after everyone’s gone.” The coach bellowed over the noise in the gym. I just knew I was in big trouble.

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Topless Mean teen Krysta pulls down her panties

By Mea Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I hate babysitting, but I love money, so I agreed when my Dad’s friend called and said she needed someone to sit with her wimp of a son while she went to an interview. Her boy is only a few years younger than me, but uber dum. Super irresponsible and still can’t wipe his own ass.

But he’d never admit that.

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