Author: Writer

Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

You won’t believe the night I had. Some desperate dumpster diaper deeds! I was closing up the daycare and taking out the trash when I heard a sound! I thought it was just a pest or something but NO! It was a man in the dumpster and you will NEVER believe what he was after! USED diapers! I was in shock with another bag of used diapers in my hand ready to toss. He froze when I found him but then I had a naughty idea. Since he wanted to get dirty just to play clean up then why shouldn’t I get to have some fun with it myself.

I made him into my changing room with the threat of calling the law. He was completely under my control! I did just what he had sat out to do. Knowing I was going to need gloves for this I grabbed my favorite kind. The nice nylon purple ones. Getting a dirty diaper the biggest one I had for the day and making him undress for me. Laying flat on my changer I put that dirty diaper on him and mushed it around. He was starting to enjoy the attention and I was having fun.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

My boss at JT Higgins sent me on a business trip to New York.  Getting to the airport on time was manic.  Everyone was in a rush as we were boarding the plane.  I finally got to my seat and got settled in. Before take-off, we had one late arrival and of course, he was seated next to me.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

It’s in the middle of spring walking along the parkway. I am wearing a stunning purple strappy sundress and tan wedged heels. My hair was all curly and pulled up in a sexy bun wearing my glasses. I can smell the manly musk in the moonlight air, wondering where it will lead me too. The night is still so young, should I give in to my urge or should I wait?

 

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Bukkake is fun, like a shower of cum. Everyone loves a good, warm shower. Now, I usually would be the one laying on my back with twenty guys jerking off over my face, but today, it’s your turn. You can stop saying no because I don’t really care. This is happening whether you like it or not.

I’ve already got the hotel room booked and the boys lined up. I’ve expressed to them that you are a no-limits kinda sissy, so make sure you douche before we go!

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

What I want from you is for you to teach me your own definition of sin! What is so bad dirty and filthy when it comes to sex that you would consider it sinful? I want you to use me and my tiny body to not just tell me but to SHOW me what you mean. If it’s fuckin a teen girl who is bearly legal then fuck me. Is it anal? Slid that cock right in my ass baby. How about throat fuckin a girl until she has tears running down her face and is gasping for air around your cock because she can’t breathe?

My mouth is yours to fuck! How about using ropes and binds to fuck a sweet innocent thing in a forced fantasy where she has nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide and no one can hear her scream while you have your way with her. He tiny body not strong enough to fight your much bigger and stronger frame off of hers while you make all her holes useful through her screams?

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Come one come all to the slutty circus we run here. Whips and chains aren’t just for the four legged beasts anymore. There is a great call for even more depraved and bizarre acts at the circus now. The public has had enough with the boring same old tricks and tactics. So at my little circus emporium, we do things a little differently. Curating our talent is my job, my own little game. Bearded ladies still sell well, but you. My dear little submissive fuckhead. Wouldn’t it be amazing to see the selection that I have created? And you can always join.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

I was stationed in Tokyo, working abroad. It was different, especially the nightlife. It’s so full of life. It was in the middle of the night when I got home. I heard a loud noise in the front room and there was my housemaster sitting on the couch waiting for me. He was angry and pushed me against the wall. How dare you be late coming home. Continue reading “Working Abroad” →

Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

I lay in my bed after my stranger had left me. He told me he was real and this was not all in my head. He would not tell me what he was. And yes I said what and no who. Because this man was no man at all. Though the pit of my stomach was screaming vampire he never once tried to do anything like the old myths said one would do. No sucking my life essences from my veins nothing crazy at all. He just comes into my room when the moon is at its highest after I have fallen asleep.

He told me that he had to wait until I am asleep to enter. I didn’t ask why I really couldn’t I was just in awe of this man. He told me that if I promised to keep this to myself he would not force me to sleep when he left and leave me to fall asleep on my own. I promised him I would. He told me his name was Axel and he was going to be coming to see me every night.

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Dinner Feast

Posted 10 months ago by Writer

Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

It was a brutal day at work and I needed some stress relief.  I decided to gather my friends for a dinner feast.  I picked up sushi and some other finger foods to enjoy. When I got home, carried all the groceries in and called my little pansy to come over. I started thinking about the dinner feast as I got in the shower.

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Tickle Time Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

He didn’t know I read his diary and new about his tickle fetish. But he would find out soon enough, tied up to that chair with me in my sexiest lingerie, circling him like he was my prey. Silly boy didn’t know about what was coming to him! A fantasy realized, and to play out right in front of him! I am sure he just thought I was doing a cheap lapdance bit but I was in for something much more fun, and much more devious. My implements hidden in the top drawer of my vanity, ready to be used.

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