Tag: Submissive

Nailing The Interview

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Nervously, I sat in the modern lobby of what I hoped would be my next job. The ad for the position simply stated, “An assistant needed to relieve pressure off the CEO.” I could do that. I’m super accommodating and am excellent at anticipating people’s needs. However, my resume was limited. No one really puts their sex work experience down for these sorts of things, so I had quit a few ‘gap years’ between jobs. I didn’t think I had a chance, but they called this morning to say they accepted my interview and would meet with the CEO today.

I wore a short skirt and borrowed a friend’s button-up blouse. It didn’t fit me well; the buttons bulged and strained across my heavy tits. My hair was up, and my makeup was done the only way I knew how to do it: heavy.

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Spit Bubbles

Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

I have a craving for spit bubbles today. I’m a girl who always indulges in her desires. That’s why I’ve slipped you into the latex vacuum bed. The soft whirring of the vacuum blocks out any other sounds around you as it constantly pulls the air from the bag, causing the latex to suck against you like a second skin.

Head to toe, you are entirely encapsulated into the vacuum bed, except for the hole just big enough to allow your hard cock to stretch through. From within the bed, you’ll be unable to struggle or protest—such an effective bondage method.

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Cock Sleeve Kayla

Kayla cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

At least one of you knows this about me, but I have this desire, this need, to be treated like a cock sleeve. You know the popular male masturbators you can buy that are molded for adult film stars? I’m not saying I want to mold my own and sell it. No, I want you to treat my body like your cock sleeve.

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Kayla 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A cold shiver shifted along my spine as I squatted in the large open shower. Emmi had left the shower head on in a steamy trickle; the splattering sound around my feet echoed the need building inside me. She’d shackled me naked against the cold tile and told me I’d have to go sooner or later.

I balanced on the balls of my feet with my knees open. Anytime I tried to close them, Emmi would get up off her perch and slap my legs till they opened again. Then she would pour another bottle of water into my mouth. How many had she forced me to drink already? Four, maybe five. She held her phone in her hand, talking to the viewers who were live streaming my humiliation. “Everyone who bet two hours is out; little Miss holds it just tipped over her second hour since being restrained.”

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Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

Are you naturally submissive? Or only in the bedroom? Submission is the act of surrendering yourself to a higher power. Are you servile? Do you bend your will to serve? Does it excite you more than anything you’ve ever experienced? How do you enjoy it and to what extent? Come and tell me in our safe space with our safe words and safe exchange of power and will.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

He kissed my neck as he clicked the handcuffs around my wrists again.  This time making sure that they were tight enough that I couldn’t slip my hands out.  Last time I’d wiggled my very flexible hands out of the cuffs in an attempt to escape.  His hand caressed down my back and over the curve of my firm round ass.  Then his hand continued down and slipped between the lips of my pussy.  The promise of an erotic sensual spanking dancing in the room around us.  I moaned softly for him at his touch letting him know how much I wanted this as well.

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Submissive Contract

Ashley 1-844-33CANDY ext 273

Submissive contract. Sounds imposing I’m sure. But at the end of the day, it’s necessary to keep all of my little subbies in line. You know that you can’t behave without rules; it’s one of the reasons I call you a subbie. You haven’t yet earned the title of my submissive. But with the contracts signed, and when you follow the rules, anything is possible.

You have surrendered to me completely, and given me total control over you. That’s all I ever wanted. Complete and total domination is what I crave. I might be a switch, but being a domme is something that I enjoy more than words can even begin to say.

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I crave being handcuffed and ass fucked! The feel of the cold steel touching my skin and the sound of the ratchets clicking into place as he tightens the cuffs around my wrists behind my back make my pussy soaking wet.  He leans over my body and whispers into my ear, “I’m not going to use your sweet little pussy tonight.”  Zoey loves BDSM!

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

All day long, I could hear loud bangs from his within his office. A binder had been slammed on the desk; his closet door had been thrown into its frame, and several other loud clangs I couldn’t identify had me jumping in my seat every so often. Something was really bothering the Boss today, and I didn’t know what it was, but it had to be bad. He was having a very hard day.

My desk sat just outside his doorway, and as his secretary, I managed his schedule. He had a very important meeting in thirty minutes, and some of the executives had already started to arrive. “Kayla!” His voice boomed from his office, and I scurried from my chair to step into his office.

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Kayla gets lost in the woods

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A few of my girlfriends planned a hiking trip. It was supposed just to be an easy trail, up to a waterfall where we could swim and picnic, then head back home. However, Sarah said it would be like five hours max. I love the outdoors, and hiking is one of my favorite ways to enjoy nature, but I’m clumsy and directionally challenged.

Halfway up the trail, our sunny day changed within a blink of an eye. The wind whistled through the trees out of nowhere, and dark clouds raced overhead. With the sun gone and my hair whipping in my face, I didn’t see the moss-covered tree stump in the center of the path. Instead, I tripped, trying to catch up to the girls. Trying to right myself, I reached out for any branch, but the one I grabbed broke, and I lost my balance. My body tumbled and rolled painfully down the embankment. I finally stopped rolling and realized I was lost in the woods. Rain poured down from the angry clouds, and my friends were nowhere to be seen.

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