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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Client M and I were staying at the Park Lane Hotel in Manhattan in the Belvedere Panoramic Suite. After all, this is my fantasy dream. 

By this point, I had changed into a pink vintage velour Juicy Couture tracksuit. Just a lace bra and thong underneath.

This room was amazing, with a king-size bed, a full living room, and a luxury marble washroom. The washroom included an oversized marble basin and a marble shower with a glass door. Not to mention the entire room included the most amazing panoramic view.

Client M told me I had been being bratty and needed to be spanked. I’ll admit I had been a little bratty. Although, I can’t believe he thought I was going to carry my own Louis Vuitton luggage. Please, I thought he knew me by now. 

Therefore, I got into position over Client M’s lap. He’s sitting on the bed as I am bent over his knee. He pulls my pink velour pants down and spanks me. “One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten”, he counts as he smacks my ass harder and harder.

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Kora 844-332-2369 Ext.309

Kora is hosting a very sexy exotic bondage party and Kora invited all of Kora’s sexy little hot friends over Kora loves how hard those hotties orgasm, As the guests were arriving Kora went upstairs to change into her other attire for the evening. Guests were greeted by other guests talking about how Kora’s bondage parties are always thrilling, euphorically orgasmic, and the lingerie they got to take off. As the guests gathered in the “Royal Red Room” Kora made her grand entrance getting completely undivided attention on her Kora began to say”Welcome you beautiful sexy exotic beings you have entered Kora’s wild jungle and this very room you are standing in is the royal red room where we will engage in voyeurism play, sensation play, cuckold, Milf, femdom, throat fucking, anal nipple play or pleasure, cock and ball play or pleasure and much more.” kora says. The room was completely horny, tempted, and full of primal energy and Kora can’t wait for them to release it. Kora then says”without further a do let the no limits party begin !”Kora shouts. Everyone put down their wine glasses and began to

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The other night, the most amazing thing happened. In general, I am a serious insomniac. However, sometimes, when I fall asleep, I have the most amazing fantasy dreams about clients. This blog is dedicated to “Client M”.

To begin with, I flew on a commercial flight to Client M’s hometown, then we flew to New York City together, first class. Admittedly, I was being a bit of a brat in the Airport. In my defence, I had my US Weekly but it took me forever to find Cosmopolitan! Plus, I always need a litre of Evian and spearmint gum before a flight. Client M kept telling me to be a good girl and hurry up but I couldn’t hear him. I had my Bose headphones on.

Once we were settled on the plane, Client M told me I had been a bad girl. He told me Daddy needed to spank me.

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The Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This blog is dedicated to “Client F”. 

First, Kayla, Alexus and I all booked a private car from the Tomsin mansion with our bags packed with our sluttiest winter clothes. I was wearing high black socks, black Prada ankle boots, with the cutest short black Chanel skirt and crop top. Over top, I had on a dark grey cashmere Row coat. Alexus and Kayla also had on the most amazing cashmere coats, with barely anything underneath. On our way to the airport, we were blasting the new 21 Savage album on Spotify. We were feeling our bad girl side. Not to mention, so horny. 

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Ronnie Learns To Peg

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

Fucking is something everyone does, but since working here and learning about the depths of people’s kinkiness, I’ve been so curious about pegging. To peg a man with a silicone cock must make a woman feel so powerful. I thought about how it all would feel long before I had the opportunity.

How straight my back would be when I moved behind my target, confident and fueled by power. It’d course through me on a wave of adrenaline. I imagine how my small hands would feel smoothing over a man’s backside. His ass! Something I never really thought a man would let me touch. Not the men on the farm, at least.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Playing watersports with golden nectar is so much more common than people think. First of all, it was 2019, and I was using a fake ID at the bar. I went back to this guy I can’t remember the name of’s place and he asked me to play watersports all over him. Agreeing, because, like fuck it, I did, it was fun. Telling friends about this after the fact, one of my guy friends laughed and said “You’re the perfect slut to play watersports with, I get it”.

Now, skip ahead to 2020, I match with this guy on Tinder and we meet at a hotel a few hours outside of town. This hotel was fun, with unique Victorian-style rooms. The room had an amazing dark purple velvet-tiered canopy bed and curtains with gold accents. The coolest “crown style” king-size bed I have ever seen. Not to mention, the giant marble claw foot tub in the center of the room. Also, the glass shower, and an amazing red velvet chair with a matching love seat. We fucked 7 times that night, it was so hot. I had on the sexiest black lingerie.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

I have an itch, and it won’t go away until I feed it what it’s craving. It’s one of those days where I can’t stop thinking about it, until I get it. You know what I want. Feed my need. Happiness for this Mistress means something so completely different. A sense of dark, abstract, twisted and taboo. When Mistress Tessa owns you, it’s life transforming.

You are my sub. Inevitably, you are my fix, my high that satisfies this craving of mine. When I think about this feeling, it’s almost as if your obedience sends me into a dominating frenzy. My orders are relatively simple. You listen, you obey, and you eventually become mine. I will own you. And whether it happened upon the first look, or the first attempt to look at me with those fearful yet curious eyes, it happened. You became mine. Reflect back for a moment though, because you want this. There is a craving deep within you for me. You need me badly, and you need me to thrive within you.

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Pay Up, Please!

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

How often do you call in? To one of us ladies, of course, not takeout Chinese. I believe it is not often enough. I mean, the ones on here who love to drain your wallets are very sad when you don’t come back. And I agree, wallet draining is so fun, and none of you losers ever gift us enough! Where are the questions about our Amazon wishlist? There are never enough questions about what you can pay for! Who else will pay for my new shoes? It ain’t gonna be me, I promise you that. I’m young I deserve to be spoiled rotten like the brat I am.

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Jemma’s Heave

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Let me start by saying this is one of the most embarrassing things that ever happened to me. Also, I CAN deepthroat like a champ. First of all, I was feeling sick on this night. However, I had plans to fuck, I was horny. I decided on a short, pink, glittery cocktail dress, black fishnets, and black Doc Martin’s. Then, I called a cab and headed to this guy named Chris’ place. Chris eyed me up and down when he answered the door, I could tell his cock liked what he saw. We had met on Tinder, and I live up to my photos.

We’re sitting there watching something I can’t remember on Netflix. We’re smoking a sesh, and he even brews me a tea made out of weed stems. As if my stomach didn’t feel weird enough already. Finally, we head to his bedroom. He has a king-size bed sitting in a mattress frame with no headboard or footboard. Whatever, as long as it’s a king, I think to myself.

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Buba's

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Ever since always, I’ve been Buba’s favorite girl. As my older brother, he’s always said he’d protect me and keep me safe. But, now that fall has rumbled through the south, a big old storm parked over our house last night. Usually, the rain soothes me to sleep, but the thunder was relentless, and the lightning kept my room lit up like the lights were on.

I couldn’t sleep and knew Momma and Daddy wouldn’t like it if I crept into their room, so I snuck into Buba’s room instead.

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