Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Mmm, I can still feel the warmth of Bull’s thick cock as he emptied his massive load deep inside me. He fucked me so hard and deep, stretching my tight pussy to its limits, before filling me to the brim with his hot seed. Now, I turn to you, my pathetic cuck, with a wicked grin.

“Come on, Cuck, clean it up,” I purr, running a finger through the creamy mess coating my inner thighs. “You know you can’t resist the opportunity to taste what’s yours…even if it’s been claimed by another man.”

I spread my legs wide, exposing my dripping cunt to your hungry gaze. You can’t help but salivate at the sight, your eyes glued to the evidence of Bull’s conquest. “Go on, lap it up like the good little cuck you are,” I coo, encouraging your obedience.

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Mistress Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

The only way you’re getting into my panties, sissy, is my doing my laundry.  First, I’m going to dress you in a proper service outfit.  You’re destined to be my service sissy maid today.  Now that you’re dressed properly, you can start your chores.  Gather up all my dirty clothes and take them to the laundry room.  That’s a good girl.  Make sure you sway those sexy little hips as you walk from place to place.  It’s important to practice being alluring.  You won’t get a real man with unsexy hips.  When you lean over the edge of the washer, be sure that your skirt flips up to show off the panties you’re wearing.

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Sister Trance

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Bethany 1 844- 33- CANDY ext 260

I know I had a little too much when I started grinding on my own sister. After about 5 or 6 shots we were off with  a bang, Dancing, grinding, and touching all over each other on the dance floor. She was so hot though really, younger sexy me. Sister love. She has this booty that don’t quit, with legs to match. So, there we are, tipsy and twerking on each other at the night club. We were really feeling the vibe, and the beat to the music took us into a trance.

We were a little handsy with each other that night. I grabbed her tight firm ass , clutching it very hard. I spanked her all over the dance floor. Her skirt was around her waste by the time the club closed.

Several strangers tried to intervene by shoving their way in between us, but that move was honestly a no-go. We couldn’t keep our hand off each other. The way she moved, was like a sweet divine being in the clouds. Our movements were perfectly in twine with one another. She was absolutely gorgeous. We were in a sister Trance.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

Pt. 1

I had only just started my job as a secretary three months ago when my curiosity got the best of me. Working at the office was great but there was something about my boss I just couldn’t put my finger on. Tim seemed so dominant and in control but I was convinced he was a total submissive sissy slut. 

I wanted proof and so I slipped into his office after he left for lunch. I started going through his office desk when I found undeniable proof. A fucking pacifier? Yes a pink little paci, I giggled staring at it before tucking it in my purse. 

That weekend there was a work related dinner party at Tim’s residence. Dinner and drinks, the perfect setting for me to set my trap for my closet sissy boss. I slipped something into his wine glass when he looked away, too busy gossiping with his many other secretaries. Gossiping, just like a woman, I giggled watching him take a drink from his spiked glass of wine.

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I am  daddy’s Passenger princess.

We had a long road trip ahead of us. Driving all the way to Granny’s. It was a 12 hour ride, and we were all packed, ready to go. Just me and my daddy. I loved our  daddy and daughter trips.  We always have our one on one time in the car on trips together. Singing songs, trivia, and good laughs.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I found myself tied up and chained to a filthy mattress in a filthy abandoned warehouse.  A man stood over me menacingly.  He was masked and large and dangerous.  When I woke to find myself naked and at his mercy, I couldn’t remember how I’d ended up here.  He bent down when he saw my eyes flutter open, filling my field of vision.  Grabbing me by my throat, his voice rasped that I was his newest sex slave.  Then he informed me that my training was beginning now.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’m not proud of what happened, but desperate times call for desperate measures. My expensive insurance won’t cover the medication I so desperately need. The doctor’s harsh words still echo in my mind: “Sorry, Diana, but that medication is out of your network.” As I gripped the armrests of his plush office chair, tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. Without that medicine, my chronic condition would worsen, leaving me debilitated.

That’s when Dr. Thompson leaned in, his voice husky with a promise. “If you let me take care of you in a more…personal way, I’ll provide you with the medication for free.” My heart pounded as I processed his proposal. Could I really resort to such a transactional agreement? But the desperate woman in me knew I had no choice.

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Tiny Tim

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Bethany 1844-33- CANDY ext 260

He was super embarrassed. Cheeks red, and flushed. I could tell he was a bit insecure when I approached him and casually asked to suck his cock. He was really cute, with eyes that glowed. He has these blue / ice colored eyes that seem to look right through you. Memorizing. Hypnotic. Tiny Tim.

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Mistress Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

Confess to me, sissy.  Tell Mistress Janine exactly what you’re craving and need.  He came into my office with a shy look on his face.  I asked him to sit down.  Then I assured him my office was a safe place to admit his desires.  He leaned across my desk and whispered low and slow.  I crave dicks to suck.

I leaned back in my chair and smiled at him across the desk.  Then I told him he’d confessed to the right woman.  He’d complete his transformation into his true self with me.  I stood up and came around the desk to take his hand.

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The Mistake

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’ve always been diligent about my work, so when I made a critical error that jeopardized a major project, I knew I was in for it. My boss, Mr. Blackwood, summoned me to his office, his expression grim.

As I entered, I felt a mix of dread and shame. He gestured for me to close the door and take a seat. I did, fidgeting anxiously under his piercing gaze.

“This mistake of yours could cost the company a significant amount of money and damage our reputation,” he stated, his voice low and controlled. “You need to learn a lesson about responsibility.”

Before I could respond, he stood and circled his desk, his eyes burning into mine. He abruptly grabbed my wrists and pulled me to my feet, binding them behind my back using leather restraints.

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