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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639 ext 232

Controller of your cock. This is what you crave. Being owned by a confident and dominant woman is something you have craved for quite some time. But I’m just not sure if you are really serious. Do you have what it takes to back up all of your talk? We shall see. I tend to start off at a slow and seductive pace, testing you and feeling you out to see exactly what your limits are.

Pathetic excuses will not be tolerated and I expect you to always live up to your word. If you don’t follow through there will be dire consequences. It is quite simple. Never ask for hardcore financial domination if you have no intention of following it through to the end.

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Daddy doesn't take kindly to strangers, but doesn't mind watching me be filled by stranger cock. This is the last time I'll play without permission, and Daddy won't let me forget.

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“Daddy. I. I’m. I’m sorry. I didn’t know the photos would pop up during your presentation.” I could hardly breathe, let alone talk. Daddy was going to make good on his promise, I should have known. After his nipple punishment, I was strapped and restrained in the most beautiful complex piece ever designed by him. My knees bent and bound at the ankles with my feet flat on the bed. I was on my back with my hands pulled and secured above my head. The ball gags catching everyone in one of my muffled screams. As Daddy circled around me like a shark.

Hot candle wax. His favorite flogger. The tease from the vibrating toys, edging me but never letting me finish. “Who’s my favorite girl?” He’d whisper in my ear while denying me my release. My eyes told him I wanted everything from him. His eyes promised me that only He was ever going to see me like that again.

 

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Daddy, who is mine and special is ready to teach me a lesson. Sammy has never been known to shy away from a lesson that she needs to learn.

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Daddy doesn’t waste his time and gives me one strong spank on my sweet ass. Leaving his hand there after contact to make sure I can feel the sting and heat from his strong hands. SMACK! Another strong hand slaps my other cheek. “Oh fuck, Daddy!” SMACK! Another. And another. He doesn’t stop until my ass is bright red and there are tears of pleasure rolling down my face.

“Do you know what you have done?!”, Daddy asks as his dominant hand is under my chin pulling my head back. And his rock-hard cock pressed in between my legs. Pinning my back against his chest so I can’t move. “I was just having fun, Sir. I promise.” I hear some chains moving in my direction. Before I can even react, cold metal clips pinch both of my nipples. Connected by a sexy silver chain. He has me by my hard nipples and I’m putty in his hands.

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Candy land

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

•CANDICE 1-844-332-2639, extension 233•

So you think you know how deep a hole goes? I’m sure none of you know the actual answer. The actual depth of a vagina is “3 to 7 inches.” We all know that I can fit a LOT more than 7 inches. Just ask my daddy, he’ll tell you 😉 I used to be scare of big toys and big dicks. Now I look at them more as a challenge. When I see something bigger than 6 inches, I say “I can do this!” No more of that “it’s too big” talk. I’m a big girl with a big hole and I am ready to take on anything! Continue reading “Candy land” →

Joanne 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639) ext 389

It’s a late and foggy night,the air is filled with the scent of ambergris and smoke, you’re on the side walk lighting up your cigarette. You just came out from a game of poker, hate to admit it but, you lost heavily.
Wondering how you could turn this night around you think to yourself what your next move could be. Deep in thought you almost don’t notice the tip tap tip tap of heels coming in louder, coming in closer to you. Certainly, you caught a sight of my long black widow legs breezily walking by, the scent of cashmere and musk and hot pussy walking by.
You have to hold yourself back from exclaiming wow, as I pass by and we make eye contact, my eyes are practically glowing with lust and sex drive.

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Sammy waiting for her full and ready Daddy to ravish her body. And show her why Daddy is the boss.

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“What the fuck do you think you are doing?”, Daddy gritted through his teeth on the other end of the line. My breath quickens. I know Daddy’s raging now, but I can’t help myself. Especially when he’s red in the face, it’s so fucking hot to me. “Just havin’ a bit of fun, Daddy,” I pout in response. “Exactly, and I told you there’s no play while I’m away. Enjoy yourself now because when I’m home, your ass is mine.” Click, and the line disconnects. Shivers go up my spine and a sudden chill encloses me.

He’s mad now. I’ve never heard him like this before. Even during our hottest playtime. And he’s never ever hung up on me without reminding me how I’m his special little girl. Uh oh, there’s something about rebelling this time that was, different, somehow. Continue reading “Every Daddy Needs A Sammy – Part Two” →

WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

County Fair Fuck. Don’t you just love traipsing off to the fair with your fat wife and spoiled kids in tow? Of course, you notice me at the ticket stand with my friends. I’m wearing those impossibly short, tight shorts with cowboy boots of course! My tanned legs are in sharp contrast to that fat cow of a wife’s pale, fat flesh. You can actually see her so green with jealousy as she notices you ogling me. Doesn’t she know that this just fuels me to flirt even more? So, she gets what she gets and I get what I want. This is your chance to finally have some good luck in your otherwise pathetic life. Let’s face it, you have a history of bad luck and even worse choices. So, this is your chance to get fucked at the County Fair.

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Slutty Secrets

Cindy (844-332-2639) Ext 435

You Father has just left for work. And you’re sitting at the kitchen table watching Me. With my to you back, you begin checking me out. I am a hot blonde MILF for sure. Even your friends say they jerk off to images of me. but secretly often, you do the same thing. I’ve caught you removing my used panties from the laundry basket. Then lying on your bed while smelling my womanly fragrance. You even lick the juices from my panties hoping to have contact with my cunt. You never fail to have a massive climax at the thought of knowing what my cunt could be like. I stand with my back to you wearing sexy tight dark blue jeans. You continue to admire my perfect booty. Then out of the blue, you ask me “Why Camile ?”  You notice me stiffen slightly at the name.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Alright, you’re here. That means you survived the cut. Don’t get all excited just yet. You made it, and I promised you a show, and I’m a woman of her word. I will deliver. But this is a hands-free show. So sit down in that chair, baby, and let Krysta show you a good time! I promise that the show will be explosive. So first, we’ve got some cuffs. It’s ok; they’re fur-lined and honestly just there, so you’ll keep your hands to yourself while I show off for you. We’ll get you real close to the bed so you can have an amazing view. Click click. Oops, two for your ankles too! Click click.

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Daddy, Sammy needs a sit in your lap. She's trying to be a good girl, but if she doesn't get your Daddy cock right now, she'll explode.

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Getting our fucks in before, you, my Daddy, leaves on some important business trip.  “No more, until I get back.” Is the last thing you said to me after fucking my brains out an entire night. I’ve been left alone before, as a test. And failed miserably. Couldn’t last a whole day without fucking myself and thinking of my Daddy, and how he takes care of me.

Pouting, arms crossed, wandering around trying to think of things to occupy my time. Everything seems boring, I only eat for sustenance. The only thing I want to taste is you, Daddy. Licking my fingers clean after you give all that you have to me. “Fuck, I can’t mess this up.” I think to myself as I pace back and forth. The promises of what Daddy will give me when he’s back are too good to pass up. I’ll just have to keep myself distracted in the meantime. Continue reading “Every Daddy Needs A Sammy – Part One” →