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My Valentine

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Your body jerks awake, but your eyelids feel so heavy they refuse to lift. Frantically, you search your brain for your last memories. Where were you? Who were you with? Very slowly, the pieces of the missing puzzle begin to come back to you. The last thing you remember was going out on a date with that stunning redhead. The one with the contagious laugh, what was her name?

All of your thoughts are hazy and jumbled. You sort of remember her ordering you a special “Valentine” drink at the bar, which tasted a little grainy, but you didn’t want to be rude, so you gulped it to avoid the texture on your tongue—an action you surely regret now that you can’t move your limbs or even open your eyes. “Shh, baby, it’s okay.” You hear Kayla’s voice; that’s her name. The redhead! Kayla! At first, you think you are just dreaming of her, but then you feel the brush of fingers against your cheek and try as hard as you can to open your eyes.

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Orange You Glad To Serve Me?

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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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Shocking Tech Chastity

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You have all seen the remote control toys that bring pleasure to both parties but most of you are too cheap and scared to really explore shocking tech Chastity. My good little geek, however, loves to bring me genuine pleasure. And I can’t think of anything more arousing to me than locking his cock up in a cellmate.

That clunky, heavy device settles over his cock as a constant reminder of my power over him. With a click of a button, I can lock the device. Making it inescapable should his wifey decide she wants a tryst, he has no choice but to deflect. Of course, he could send a request to his Goddess, asking to please be unlocked. If I’m paying attention, maybe I’ll see it, and perhaps I won’t. Can you imagine being truly locked by someone else?

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