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I’ve always been comfortable as a sexual switch, but lately, I’ve been feeling more in control than not. Well, I was until one caller flipped the script on me and turned me into his lust-filled little collared slave. I called him a faggot our first time playing and made him suck a ten-inch dildo. I still don’t even know how he went from beneath me to so far on top of me, but he did.
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Honestly, it’s fucking pathetic. You motion for me to sit on your lap and whisper foul things in your ear. With every degrading, humiliating word that spills from my pretty pouted lips, your dumb dick gets harder and harder. Oh, does the addicted loser wanna touch it? Rub it? It isn’t like it’s big enough for you to actually stroke it.
Handsex is the only kind of sex you’ll ever get, so I hope you’re good and used to it. It’s drizzle some lube over your pencil-thin nub and get to work. The longer you edge, the more money I make.
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Welcome to my office; I’m so glad you reached out and made an appointment. I understand that something in your life has taken over your mind. You feel helpless to pull away from the trigger, causing you so much harm. Fear those triggers no longer. By looking deep into my brown eyes, you can find all the reassurance you need. Everything is going to be alright.
You’re in luck. My brown-eyed hypnosis has helped many men replace a harmful trigger with a helpful one. Come sit on the couch beside me and hold my hands. Now look deep into my eyes and relax. Inhale as I look through you to find those harmful addictions and pull them out of your mind.
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One call, that’s all it takes. You’re looking for something different, something meaningful. You’ll find that in my voice, in my creative and manipulative mind. Your one mistake was telling me that you wanted to play out something I enjoyed. It seemed innocent when I confessed I wanted to be your hypnotic undoing.
You can’t actually be hypnotized through a phone call, right? So what’s the harm? You’ll comply. Pleasing me is fun. Lay back as I instruct and close your eyes. Listen to me, listen carefully. Tune out every other sound. Hear only me.
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Money might be tight, but the man and I just love a get-a-way. So we ditched work, and we wanted to rent a spot by the beach for a few days. AirB&B’s (People’s homes that they turn into an instant hotel/ bed and breakfast) are all the rage but fuck if those homeowners don’t want a month’s worth of paychecks for two nights. My honey sure is resourceful, though! He found a site where you can split the nightly fee with another couple so long as you don’t mind sharing.
We knew we wanted to really get out and explore the local culture during our stay so we wouldn’t spend more than sleeping hours in the house. It seemed like a no-brainer! We’d be able to afford a three-bedroom, two-bathroom, beachfront home for half the cost. John filled out all the paperwork and confirmed our reservation. I was ecstatic.
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John and I walked hand in hand into the party, and the group erupted in applause. Shouts of “Congratulations” and “It’s about time” echoed as they greeted us. My cheeks flushed, and I leaned into John’s arms. He was beaming with pride to make me his wife and I couldn’t stop thinking about the one person I shouldn’t be thinking about at all at a time like this.
My mom handed us each a glass of bubbly, and John and I parted ways to mingle. My girlfriends pulled me to the side and were already bursting with wedding plans. What my dress should look like and who should be my maid of honor. I was half-listening as I scanned the room. Was he here? Did she actually invite him? Would he even want to come? Would tonight be the night John met my ex-boyfriend?
Continue reading “Ex-Boyfriend Cucks My Fiancé At Our Engagement Party Pt. Two”
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By day three of the music festival, my nerves were charred. Everything and everyone was just fucking annoying. I wanted to go home early, but my boyfriend’s favorite band was closing out the festival, and he wouldn’t budge. He dragged me to the drink tent and promised to keep me pleasantly buzzed until it was time to go.
Drink in hand, we pushed our way through the throngs of people to find somewhere to enjoy the final day. The shorts I had packed were too short to be comfortable, really riding up my ass, and the knotted seam was grinding on my clit. Being horny and annoyed isn’t a Francie combo you want to play with. Being an ass man, he kept grabbing at my exposed cheeks as we swayed to the music. Normally, I’d be down for that, but as I said, I was in such a bad mood. Finally, after the fifth time I slapped his hand away, he took the hint and took a few steps away from me. He was letting me be miserable in my own little bubble.
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Being back in the office has been great, but the commute is so long, and I’ve gotten used to masturbating after work. It had been a really long day, and I was feeling so horny. Too horny to drive, really, I had to cum immediately. I knew there was a park not too far from the office, so I went there and parked at the far end of the lot by the opening of the hiking trail. It was late in the afternoon, and I assumed no one would be hiking at this time of day.
I lifted my skirt and started petting my pussy. It felt so good, but I couldn’t relax enough to orgasm. I kept looking around to see if someone would catch me being naughty in my car. It was then that my fear came true. A stranger exited the hiking trail alone and walked right by my car.
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This guy from work had asked me out. We ended up just walking around the park and eating street food from a few trucks parked along the water’s edge. I was surprised by how well we got along. He was funny without trying to be, and I was actually having a lot of fun.
We were walking back towards his apartment, and he stopped like he would say good night. So I bit my lip and leaned in to play with the hem of his shirt, kind of looking down and then looking back up at his eyes, and I asked, “Aren’t you going to invite me up?”
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If we’ve played before, you may be unaware that I’m a switch. Perhaps I’ve forced you to suck cock for me or giggled at your tiny dick, but that isn’t what gets me off. That’s what gets you off. Did you even bother to ask what turns me on? I thrive when I’m submitting to an Alpha male. A real man who knows what he wants from a girl like me and isn’t hesitant to take it.
A man who’ll make me do the humiliating things I force you beta boys to do, even though he knows I’m in a committed relationship. Yeah, you read that correctly. I have a boyfriend. A meek-mannered, beta boyfriend who enjoys hearing about me being taken by a real man: so this is us advertising that we need an Alpha!