Author: Stephanie

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

“Yeah get down, on those knees, yeah.” he said upon entering and shutting the door. He unbuckled his pants and slid them down. His cock totally erect he slipped his Hi Vis safety vest off. “Put it on, I want you to wear it while you suck my cock” he said, breathing heavily. I giggled, slipping it on. “No no take everything off, just wear my vest.” I undressed completely and then slipped the vest on. “Oh yes, fuck yes fuck I knew it, I fucking knew it”

“Mmm commando,” I giggled. He laughed. “Just makes things easier.” he joked still wearing his hard hat. “Came right over, I hope you don’t mind.” “Your sweaty balls? Why would I mind?” I giggled. He laughed as I slipped his cock in my mouth slowly and down my throat. “Oh I need this so bad today. Thinking about you and that tongue all day. Thank you” he moaned, breathing deeply.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

I was contacted to cheer him up. He suffered a recent breakup and his cousin hired me. I dressed in full lingerie with a romper covering. It was after midnight and this was really last minute. Normally I required a few hours notice but I was up and he offered more money for the inconvenience.

He opened the door and motioned for me to come in. I walked in and removed my coat, he took it, slipped it over his arm then set it over a chair in the kitchen across from us. “You look really good. Do I pay you now?” he asked, walking over. “Yes” he handed me the cash rolled up. After counting it I put it in my purse, he sat on the couch, I joined him.

He put his arm around me and I scooted close to him. He started kissing my neck and rubbed his hand over my tits. He started to pinch my nipples through my clothing.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

He was checking me out the entire time I was in the fast food restaurant. I was waiting for my food, receipt in hand, arms folded. I was just fucking hungry and didn’t want to be bothered. He was still staring and so I made eye contact and smiled briefly before turning my attention back to the pickup counter.

The worker announced a number and I watched as he brushed past the group of people waiting for their food. He got his food, and left. I half expected him to say something to me, he was staring so much. After getting my food I walked to the bus stop, sat down and started eating. Stuffing crispy french fries in my mouth when a really nice vehicle pulled up.

He rolled the window down and I almost laughed. It was the same guy from the restaurant staring me down. “Need a ride?” he asked. I shook my head. “Ok, pretty hot out today, just thought I would offer.” He rolled his window up and drove off. I continued stuffing my face, now taking a huge bite from my cheeseburger and then more fries.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

Outcalls were rare for me but when I did I was picky on mileage and location. With google maps I could clearly see his property was in a desolate area quite far from the city. He described himself as an introvert and he just didn’t “care for certain folk” as he put it.

We exchanged pics, spoke on the phone twice when we finally agreed on a Sunday evening. He didn’t want me to dress up. He specifically asked that I wear something I would wear to bed on a normal night. I chose my velvet two piece pajama shorts set. It was summer and the weather was perfect on this particular night.

His home was cozy, I immediately felt comfortable but I could definitely tell he lived alone. We sat in the middle of a large sectional sofa facing a large glass coffee table.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

He was no doubt the embodiment of the Alpha male. He always took care of me. His slutty little whore. We always hooked up at my place, it was the norm for us. This time would be different. He made a shocking request.

He wanted me to meet him at his place of business. I was shocked but I didn’t make a fuss or bomb him with a lot of questions. But the questions stayed with me, he was very private and, like most clients, they don’t allow their worlds to collide.

I dressed appropriately, y’know for a fuckdoll whore? He was really into stockings, thongs, lingerie in general. Luckily, stepping out would be no issue. I had a sexy black down fur coat. Dressed in my purple thigh high stockings with garter belt to match, complete with a black leather corset and purple stilettos I was ready to entice, drain his balls and leave gracefully with a wad of cash.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

One of my regulars, always a pleasure. I answered the door wearing nothing but a sheer black thong. He stood in front of me kicking the door closed behind him. Towering over me, he was very tall with an athletic build. He raised his hands and cupped my tits with them. He caressed my tits before landing on my nipples which he proceeded to pinch and slightly pull on.

“Let me use the bathroom first” he said walking past me towards the bathroom. “Well hello to you too” I said with a giggle. We had an understanding. He didn’t want to hear about my day and he wasn’t going to tell me about his. No background information. And after 3 months of seeing him? I knew he meant it unlike other clients.

He walked into the bedroom, I followed close behind. He put the money on the side table, slid his jacket off and tossed it. I stood in front of him and undid his jeans. Slipped them off, and while on my knees I lifted his semi erect cock and started to lick his balls sliding them in and out of my mouth just the way he liked it.

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Work would never be the same

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

Work was never the same after meeting him. I found myself thirsty for his cock, his mouth & his touch. I would get so wet with a flutter in my chest while driving to the bar&grill where I worked as a server. I was addicted. He turned me out but not before turning me onto things I never knew existed. Early twenties, I knew of BDSM but not on this level. He showed up, like normal. Never knowing which day he would show up.

Never knowing where he would take me when we would sneak off on my break. The unknown kept me on my toes, kept me eager to please him and show off for him. Knowing he was watching me serve other men and flirt with other men. But he knew he had me and that he owned me, I was his Sub and he was my Dom daddy. He would slip me notes while I worked the bar. Little notes of instructions for the upcoming week. These secret notes consisted of specific duties as his sub.

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