Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203
Mommy returned Tami to the nursery, she was overdue. Overdue for punishment, for Sissy training and for being taken care of by Mommy Anna. Mommy unlocked the door and approached the crib, but was surprised to find Tami completely soaked.
Continue reading “Accidents are Managed, Never Prevented: Tales of Sissy Baby Tami”
Tara 1-844-332-2639 ext 323
My first crush lived down the street from me, and back then, seeing him felt like the most exciting part of my week. Every time he smiled at me, my stomach would flip. He had this calm, gentle energy that made me feel safe and nervous at the same time.
Some nights, after everyone in the house had gone to sleep, I would quietly sneak out my window just to see him. I still remember the cool night air, the sound of my footsteps trying not to make noise, and the excitement building in my chest as I walked toward his house.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
You’re in BIG trouble, Mister! Look what I found on the living room floor! The diaper I put on you just a few minutes ago was lying all ripped up like some wild beast shredded it off you! Now, I know you don’t like your diapers, baby, but you have to wear them. But, I understand that you can’t be trusted to keep it on like a good boy, so Mommy is going to put on a fresh diaper and push your hands into these big baby gloves.
Do you know the kind that keeps babies from scratching? These ones are special, though! They have locks at the wrist, so I can connect your hands behind your back and keep you from taking off your diaper! Of course, that’s all better, isn’t it? I know you won’t be able to squirm out of the new diaper now!
Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
My friends and I were so excited to go out and celebrate the end of finals. It had been a grueling past couple weeks of too much studying and not enough partying. So we were ready to make up for lost time. I invited my friends over to get ready at my place. So that we could pregame while getting ready together. We got dressed up in our little, short, body hugging clubbing dresses. And we were off to hit the clubs.
The guys were giving us tons of attention. We were getting so many free drinks. It was so much fun. So we decided to continue down to the clubs at the other end of the street. The vibe down there was different. It was quieter, more upscale, more mature. But we were having a good time. So we didn’t care. We just weren’t ready to stop partying. So we walked in. All eyes turned and stared at us. Suddenly we felt so uncomfortable. It was an elegant restaurant filled with very well dressed, older patrons. They were all looking down their noses at us like we were street whores. Compared to how they were dressed, I understood why.
Tara 1-844-332-2639 ext 323
I am a new candy girl, and I am still learning the ins and outs of this world. Every conversation, every interaction, and every experience teaches me something new about myself, my confidence, and my sexuality. I’ve realized that exploring this side of myself is not just about fantasy or excitement. There is something thrilling about stepping outside of your comfort zone and allowing yourself to explore desires you may have kept hidden for a long time.
I’m looking for someone experienced, confident, and patient. A teacher. A dom. Someone who understands the balance between control and care, and who knows how important communication is before anything else. Someone who can guide me, challenge me, and help me continue discovering who I am in this space. The strongest dynamics are built on honesty, curiosity, and clear boundaries. Continue reading “New Candy Girl”
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
You should have seen the spectacle in the playroom yesterday! Miss Amber works so hard to keep her brats in line, and she does an incredible job. I’ve seen so many of them crawl to her on their knees, ready and willing to behave, but SOME boys need more than one hand to keep them in line.
She had asked for punishment ideas after publicly telling the room this bad boy business. See, it seems she ordered him to get new diapers. Not a big ask for a diaper boy, hello, they need them, but this stubborn baby had denied her. Not just once but for two weeks!!
Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
Cinco de Mayo is always a big party at the breastaurant. And Taco Tuesday is always a good time. But combine the two, and all chaos ensued. As the lunch hour approached, I saw the line beginning to form. We were fully staffed. Everyone was scheduled and no one called in. I think we were all anticipating that the fifty percent off tacos, beer, and margaritas was going to bring a big crowd along with big tips. But I had never anticipated the number of people that were waiting at the door when we opened. No one was. I saw the owner’s eyes grow wide. Beads of sweat began to form across his forehead. Then he called a quick meeting in the hall. It was basically a pep talk. He told us that we really needed to hold on tight, step it up and bust some ass. The tips were going to be pouring in, and it was all going to be worth it when it was over. We all agreed and were pumped up to make some big bucks. So we tied up our little tops to expose as much cleavage and midriff as possible.
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
Something scary happened to me, and I kinda want to talk about it. I need to process it, I guess, because I’m confused. It was scary, I mean, really scary, and I didn’t want it to happen when it was happening, but ever since, I can’t stop thinking about it. Like I’m waiting for it and…
Wanting it to happen again.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I’m a simple daddy’s girl who needs some big, daddy cock. That’s why I’m glad you’re calling me for some daddy daughter fucking because I’ve been thinking about your dick being inside of me 24/7 lately. Once a daddy’s girl gets her first real cock it’s hard to focus on anything else.
Do you remember the first time you fucked me daddy? You snuck into my room after mommy was asleep and you told me that you needed to talk to me about something. I was sleepy and confused, but you said to just relax because it was going to be a really fun conversation…
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
It was girl scout cookie season. And I was a very determined little girl scout. I was determined to sell the most cookies in my troop. So I put on my little girl scout uniform, hunter green cable knee socks, mary janes, and my lucky pink panties with little cookies on them. Then I packed my wagon full of cookies. And I was on my way. I went door to door all the way down my street. But I was approaching the end, and I still had a lot of cookies left. I was beginning to grow discouraged. I guess it showed on my face. Because the next gentleman that opened the door asked me why I looked so down. I wasn’t quite sure what to say. So I just went on with my little spiel. Afterwards he asked me if I wanted him to buy every last box. I couldn’t contain my excitement. My smile must have answered his question. He just chuckled and told me to come in so that we could take care of the details. I started taking all the boxes of cookies out of the wagon and putting them on the counter.