Tag: social taboo

Leaving The Park

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Little Robbie loves it when I take him to the park. He’s like a wild man, full of spunk! He zips around the swings and goes right for the slides. I watch as he yells, “Look how high I am, Val.” Over and over. I smile and yell back, ‘Whoo! Be careful!” Up and down, up and down.

I get worn out just watching. Robbie always puts up the most annoying fight when it’s time to go. He goes so far as to run away from me. Making me chase him makes me so angry that sometimes I see red! I can’t be held accountable for what happens when I catch him.

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Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I get a lot of deliveries this time of year. I’m home all day, and Amazon just makes it so easy with one-click buying that I’ve been spoiling myself with my Master’s account. All of his billing details are already saved in the account anyway. Every day has been like Christmas, and I’ve noticed the last four days, the same sexy delivery driver has been the one dropping my packages off by the front door.

Drivers work hard, especially this time of year. I thought it would be extra kind of me if I saw him pull in the drive; I skipped out in my pretty lingerie and thanked him. Personally.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My third session with Dr. Jenson started off like any other. I laid myself bare, opening up about my deepest insecurities and anxieties. He listened intently, jotting down notes and offering words of comfort as any good therapist would. But then something shifted. His eyes lingered on my body just a bit too long as I spoke about my troubled past.

I felt vulnerable, my guard down in that moment. I know now that he sensed this, saw an opportunity to exploit my fragility. “Let me help you feel better,” he purred, setting aside his notepad to turn in his chair towards me. His hand slid up my bare thigh and I froze.

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Secret Nanny Cam Catches Naughty Sitter

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

Something came over me last time I was sitting for this little boy. Lately, I’d been consumed with thoughts of spanking little bottoms! Just the way a squirmy bad boy feels as I drape him over my lap and peel back his pants to swat my hand on his bare bottom! I’m telling you, I’d become obsessed! It was all I could think about, all I wanted to do.

One of the naughty boys I sit for was actually behaving when I was over last night. It was infuriated! I just wanted a reason to bend him over my lap and listen to his cries for mercy. There were no thoughts other than that in my head. I didn’t for a second think I would get caught by the secret nanny cam his Dad had set up.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve exhausted. I’m so tired of entitled fucking men. What is it that makes you think you are so great? That you have the right to my time or my fucking feelings? Who even are you?

A fucking nobody. That’s who. Ohh, yes, you claim to be some big, bad important, so and so, but here you are, paying for the attention of a woman who, in normal circumstances, wouldn’t give you a fucking chance. It’s more than pathetic, don’t you agree? Admit it to me. Tell me what a fucking loser you are so I can laugh in your face.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve made a grave mistake. As the undertaker, it’s my job to prepare my clients for their first event in permeant darkness. Most often, families want to present their loved ones one last time wearing something elegant. So a wedding dress or tuxedo isn’t unusual.

I’m telling you this because it’s how my mistake started. A man came in six weeks ago. He was beautiful even in his state. I was informed he had met his maker while cheating on his wife with some hot piece of ass from his office. His heart couldn’t handle the excitement, and he departed with a hard-on. A very large hard-on, to be precise. Of course, his wife was embarrassed and humiliated and requested I find a way to hide it. I sure did find a way! And that way got me pregnant!

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