Category: Cashcow

Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437

Dear diary,

OMG, you won’t believe what an sph loser my neighbor is *giggles*. He’s always hanging around my apartment and trying to get my attention like an eager little pathetic nerd. I mean seriously, it’s obvious from just looking at him that he’s only good for two thing-sph and wallet draining *giggles*.

I bet he doesn’t know that girls like me have radar when it comes to figuring out dick size on a guy, even when he’s fully clothed! Even the sound of a guys voice and the way that he walks tells me if he’s packing or not. My neighbor has a whole wimpy little dick demeanor, from his whiny voice to his completely non-existent presence when he walks in a room.

I’m so sick of him constantly hanging around and looking for any excuse to spend some time with me. Tonight, I decided that it was time to teach him a lesson! I told him that he could come over for coffee if he really wanted to but that he better make it well worth my time. The loser listened and he showed up for a wallet draining session.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Laying in my bed over the last week, and the thoughts that continue to permeate my mind are filled with Benji’s. Those bills keep my heart beating another day. I can’t but salivate in thinking about it. It’s probably because my just washed caramel skin was feeling so soft, and it can’t wait to have something sexy touching it.

If you asked me when I figured out that those dollar bills make me feel all tingly, I would throw my hands up in the air. What I do know is that same tingle also courses through to my pussy. It makes me just want to touch it. Sometimes when I am having these fantasy’s, it makes me think about the dollar bills being all over the bed. And every time I see one on my skin, I pick it up and look at it, and then my fingers graze down to my pussy lips. Am I checking to find out how wet and juicy I am? I don’t know, what do you think?

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Casino Shake Down

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My phone pinged as I made my rounds on the casino’s main floor. Table twenty-eight just hit it big. The casino hates nothing more than big winners on a lucky streak. That’s why they hired me. When a man wins a massive sum of money, and it appears like he may cash out and leave the hotel, they send me in. My objective is to seduce him into spending all of his winnings back in the casino.

I changed course and headed for twenty-eight. Intel was correct; he looked as if he was gathering his chips and getting ready to cash out to run home. Not on my watch. I slipped up beside him with a gentle smile and touched his shoulder. “Wow, congratulations, Sir. My name is Rita, and I’m from the hotel. They’ve asked me to show you to your complimentary room to congratulate you on your winnings. Join me?”

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Still sitting in the hot tub, I cannot believe this spa menu. Not to mention the prices, thank goodness Daniel gave me his black card.

First, I booked The Ultimate Escape package which included a massage, facial, manicure, and pedicure. Second, I added Whistler’s Signature Treatment, which included a body wrap and scrub, access to their baths, and a luxurious hair and scalp treatment. In addition, I added a foot and back treatment. This spa day was going to cost Daniel an easy $1,500 CAN and that wasn’t even including an automatic 17% gratuity. 

Knowing I didn’t need to get dolled up for the spa, I tried to find something comfortable to wear. Settling on a light blue vintage Juicy Couture tracksuit with nothing underneath, I slipped on my white waterproof Ugg boots. 

Next, I grabbed my white Marc Jacobs tote and my room key and headed for the spa. 

Walking into the Four Seasons Whistler Spa, I was blown away. The smell was the first thing that hit me. Not being able to quite identify it, it smelt woodsy with hints of ginger, cedar, and plum,  it was amazing. 

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Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438

That’s right I did call you that. What? I wasn’t supposed to? Well, too bad because that is exactly what you are. A MERE EXISTENCE. Nothing more, nothing less.

Because That Is What You Are

And that is what you’ll always be. You see what you are is an alley way. You are a very narrow and small space that sits between two huge buildings that is dark and mostly houses garbage and worthless people. You make people scared and uncomfortable and that is why most people, people who are of worth I mean, avoid you at all costs. I mean I would because why the hell would I want to go near something that represents such bad?

You are the bottom of the barrel and you know it. You scream sadness and no soul even though you appear as if you have such life in you knowing damn well you DON’T.

And I am here to exposed that. Here to show the entire world what a complete loser and worthless POS you are.

And that is not hard to do because……I’ve already done it.

I mean just look at how you came crawling over to me like you were already owned by me and knew how to approach me. It’s because you did.

And it was all because you took that first glance. You did this to yourself sub. But, like I said before the truth would come out sooner or later. Right?

There’s no going back for you. Your mind is completely gone and your soul is absolutely no more. Your entire being now belongs to Goddess. And now it is time for your first task! Go into your room, lock yourself in there, get on the call and get to honoring Goddess, bitch!

 

Carly 1844-332-2639 ext 438

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I love being a Mean Teen Redheaded Brat. Everyone tells me I’m supposed to be all sugar and spice and everything nice, but where’s the fun in that? So don’t be surprised when I burst out laughing when you show me that pathetic dick of yours. I bet it’s small and useless. And I bet it’s never brought a lady like me any pleasure at all. I might smack it in disgust. Then I’ll let you tell me what you desire, just so I can use it to manipulate you.

Oh yeah, I am a manipulative bratty teen, so don’t expect too much consideration, never mind respect lol. I will coo and whisper sweet nothings into your ear to get what I want, but then I’ll laugh at you for being so damn gullible. I’m just a teen and you’re a grown man, an adult, but you are so weak and pathetic before me.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639 ext 236

A whole new boo for you. That’s right, this Bad Ass Brat is yours for the taking. You already know just how good I can be and how I manipulate you. That’s because I know all of the buttons to push to get exactly what I want. It’s better to not even worry about all of that now. Just check out my hot body and incredible smile. Trick or treat motherfucker.

If your dumb wife only knew how many times I’ve already sucked that big cock or how many times I’ve ridden it, she would lose her mind.

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Candy Cunt

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HONEY 1-844-332-2639, x 300

Candy Cunt is what they call this pussy – Be careful because you will become addicted. I want that money shot and you get to choose your spot to cum on. What I offer is something that you just can’t find anywhere. You see, this pussy is so wet and so juicy that you just never want to pull out.

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

So Good At Being Bad – I can’t really help it if it’s more fun to be bad than good. I make the most of teasing married and otherwise unavailable men. Why wouldn’t I enjoy holding all of the power?

Just the thought of me has your dick hard. Go ahead, let your imagination run wild. I am all about the money and the tease and you are all about me. The one thing you need to know is that I am always more than worth it. Just think of all of the time, energy and money you’ve squandered in the past on average to mediocre pussy when you could have just had the best.

The girlfriend experience is the most fun when a supposed “good girl” turns bad. It allows for the kind of dirty you’ve only fantasized about.

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Miranda 844-332-2639 ext 376

Have you ever wondered what it was like being the Daughter of a Trophy Wife? Well, to be honest, it was a fantastic way to grow up. It might have been different if I were a boy, but I was lucky to be born a girl. My mom explained it to me many years ago. A woman’s job is to be as perfect as humanly possible for her man. Exercise, eat right, weekly appointments for hair and mani-pedis, monthly spa trips. And a man’s job is to work hard and fulfill every need of his woman. Doesn’t that utterly sound fantastic?

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