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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna told her slave that he needed to accompany her. She claimed it was a charity night where all the ladies would get together and hold an auction. He reluctantly agreed, but did so anyway to Please Mistress Anna. They were about to leave, when Miss Anna pulled a fast one on him. She claimed he couldn’t leave in what he was simply wearing, that she had prepared an outfit for him. He complied, but when he saw the garments, he nearly fainted: There was an open bottom skirt, stockings, heels, a slutty top, and lingerie to match.

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Subby Is Locked But I Want To Play

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I own a little subby boy who’s cock is terribly sensitive. It brings me great pleasure to tie him up and torment his cock. I love to lube it up and stroke it to the brink of pleasure then deny him. Watching him writhe makes me giggle. However, recently my sensitive boy was naughty and the result was my tender plaything being locked up in chastity. *pouts*

It’s really not fair that his punishment should punish both of us. There is no need for me to deny myself pleasure when I’m the one in control, so tonight, I’ve made him sit and watch while I invited another Sub boy over to play.

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Holiday Homewrecking

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

I’ve waited all year to make his Holiday Homewrecking fantasies come true. Every time he calls, he begs me to ruin his marriage and make him my own. It’s so cute that he thinks he’s safe and that I’d never actually do anything to hurt him. Boys are seriously so stupid.

My heart raced as I sat by the fireplace and filled out the Holiday card I’d send to his address. I wondered if he’d check the mailbox and find it among other greetings and well-wishes from his friends and family. Or…

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Jade 1844-332-2639 ext 371

There we all were finishing up dinner. We decided to all go back to my place. As soon as we got there I opened up some wine. We went outside onto the patio and enjoyed the weather and wine. My boyfriend turned on the fire pit for ambiance.

My friend decided she was tired and was going home. I walked her to the door and said I would call her later. As soon as I returned there they were in the pool laughing and having a wonderful time. I want to sit back down watching them. My plan is working wonderfully for his bad behavior. He thinks he got away with it, oh no!

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Orange You Glad To Serve Me?

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Do you remember that lame-ass kid joke? The one where someone says, “knock, knock?” and you say, “Who’s there?” Then they say, “Banana.” You reply, “Banana, who?” and annoyingly, they repeat the same bit a few times before finally saying, “Orange.” When you ask, “Orange, who?” They say, “Orange, you glad I didn’t say Banana?” And, like, you are relieved that it’s over, but it’s also humorous.

A recent call with my older painslut has me thinking about this joke a lot. When I asked how he was going to serve me, he said he had a knee-high sock with an orange in it, and he was planning to swing the orange into his balls for my amusement.

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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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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I need a bitch. Not any little bitch, but my special little bitch. You like the idea, don’t you? But let’s see if you qualify. I am demanding, and I expect a lot. See, a good bitch only thinks of his Mistress. A good bitch is ready to drop anything and everything for my smallest wants.

If I want my house cleaned, you will rush over to do it. You’ll accept being stripped down and put into a cute maid outfit. (I do admit I have a preference for men in cute little French maid outfits.)

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Do you know what arouses me more than anything? Thinking of a boy who is on top of the world, like some sort of high-ranking executive or CEO, completely taken over by my advances. There is something so raunchy about a man with all the power in the world letting me take him by the neck. And nothing excites me more than a man with his neck available for me to sink my claws into. I am not sure if it is just my character or if the perfume I wear plays a role, but it is easy for me to take advantage of a man.

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Triggering TSA

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Summer is nearly here! I’ve been dreaming about taking a tropical vacation with my favorite sissy, and now is the time! I booked a quick trip to Jamaica and had my girlie pop meet me at the airport. Of course, she was still caged, and the key to said cage dangled from my throat. “Can we unlock me before we go through security?” She wrung her hands together in front of her nervously. Her metal clitty cage would sound the alarm and trigger TSA to do a further investigation. My head shook as I looked at my watch.

“We don’t have time. We’ll just have to chance it and hope for the best.” Her shocked and worried face gave me tingles. I love publicly humiliating her, and as we stood in line waiting with our passports in hand, I KNEW this would be the best way to kick off our vacation.

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Breakfast In Bed

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

I got bored last night while Lucas was out with the boys. A bored me is rarely a good thing. His laptop was left open on the couch cushion, so I clicked a few buttons and accidentally ended up in his browser history. It’s not snooping if I don’t actually care about what I find. We aren’t dating; I don’t love him, but finding out what he’s been jerking off to seemed like an excellent way to pass my time.

I found a theme in all of the videos he’d last viewed. All of them were face-sitting, some not even willing face-sitting scenes. As I swirled my wine in my glass I decided I would wake up Lucas with breakfast in bed tomorrow. And the meal I’d be serving would be my hot, wet pussy!

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