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A Broken Key

Posted 4 days ago by Belle

A Broken Key

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The key around my neck bounced into my tits with every thrust of the massive cock stretching me open. I was on my knees, facing my chastity cuck who begged to be unlocked. “Let me stroke it a little. Fuck, Belle, I’m begging. Please, unlock my cage! It hurts so bad.” The sound of his voice was so fucking annoying. All I wanted to focus on was the pleasure building in my core from the deep pounding I was taking.

“If it will shut him up, give him the key.” The bull behind me groaned. Obviously sick of hearing the loser’s constant whining as well. I gripped the chain and snatched it from my neck, tossing the key to the naked loser in the cuck chair beside the bed.

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Fairy

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Frotting with a fairy. (Sigh) I bet when you first looked at me, the last thing you thought you would hear yourself say to me is, “Your cock is so much bigger than mine!” But here we are. Your smaller cock in my hand mashed up against the throbbing thick meat of my shecock. I’m stroking us together while verbally abusing you, and you are struggling not to cum all over the velvety smooth head of my cock.

Using both of my hands, I lock our cocks together. My slender, feminine hips humping my hard cock up and down between my fingers and your smaller dick. It feels good. You had no idea you were a fairy bitch until I put you in your place.

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Your Mouth Is a Cunt

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My finger traces the outline of your lower lip. Drool cascades down your chin as the open-mouth gag keeps your hole stretched wide. There are tears of struggle leaking down your cheeks, and more blink free when I glide two of my fingers along the surface of your tongue and right down your throat. My fingers wiggle in the back of your throat, and I release an exaggerated sigh of disappointment.

“You’re still gagging way too easily.” I snatch my fingers free and wipe your spittle on your cheek. Mixing it with your tears. “Fuck his cunt again.” I bark at the throat-training bull standing beside me.

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gooner

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I was on the laptop in lingerie, as usual. Today’s appointment had just logged on. He wasn’t anything special, not like some of the others who tried to project an air of mystery or charm. This one was just average. Beige. The kind of man you’d pass on the street and forget instantly. He called himself “Braveheart’ in the chat, which felt ironic given how timid his actual keystrokes felt. He wasn’t a high roller, but consistent. Enough to make the time worthwhile. He didn’t want much in terms of conversation, and the pictures he requested were merely a precursor, an hors d’oeuvre to the real meal.

What he truly craved, what he paid for, were the words. Not just any words, but those specific phrases, strung together just so, meticulously crafted and delivered with a precise cadence. The ones that unlocked something in him, a sort of mental key turning in a lock. “Get worse, loser.” I’d type them out because I didn’t need to see his face to know what was happening on his end. The slight delays in his replies,

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findom

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I reclined on my velvet chaise lounge, my ruby-red dress hugging my curves just right. My lips, painted the same shade of red as my dress, curled into a wicked grin as I watched Tobias. He stood before me, his eyes filled with desire and longing, his chiseled body tensed with anticipation. He thought I liked him, but oh, how wrong he was. I liked that he paid me. Tobias was a man of wealth, and I was a woman of power. He was my plaything, my puppet, my pet. Our one rule was that he could pump, he could stroke, but never ever would he be allowed to cum. He couldn’t touch me, but I could touch him. I was his goddess, his queen, his mistress. He was my submissive, my slave, my whore.

“Take off your clothes, Tobias,” I commanded, my voice as smooth as silk. He obeyed without question, shedding his designer suit piece by piece until he stood before me in all his naked glory. His cock was already hard, twitching with need. I

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Sweet Tooth

Posted 1 month ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ve had my fair share of unusual requests, but none quite like Axel’s. He had a sweet tooth, a vivid imagination, and a love of ruin. Our conversations were never dull, but this one took an interesting turn. “Amber…Let’s put honey in the back of your pants and lay down,” he said, his voice low and sultry. I raised my eyebrows, surprised by his request. “And then what?” I asked, trying to keep the amusement out of my voice.

“Then, I want you to grab some caramel sauce and drizzle it down the front of your pants,” he replied. I bit my lip, considering his words. I followed his instructions, giggling the entire time. The honey was sticky and sweet against my skin, and the caramel sauce was warm and inviting. I could feel my heart racing as I laid down on my bed, waiting for Axel’s next command. “Now, Amber, I want you to rub your clit for me,” he said, his voice husky. I did as he asked, letting out a moan that I hoped would satisfy him. I could hear the pleasure in his voice as he told me not to cum…Not yet, anyway.

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asmr

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Okay, Zoey, are you sure about this?” I asked, fiddling with my headset. Zoey, perched on the edge of my desk amidst a chaotic pile of chips bags and candy wrappers, grinned. “Absolutely, Amber,” she winked. You see, we’d recently stumbled upon the ASMR fetish community somewhat accidentally, after both of our TikTok FYP’s were filled with videos of whispering voices and the strangely compelling sounds of people eating. Zoey, ever the entrepreneur, had the brilliant idea that we should use this to our advantage – you know, being PSO’s and all. “Food-focused ASMR calls,” she’d declared, eyes gleaming. “We’ll be the queens of the crunch!”

And so, here we were. The first video call came through Teams, after a quick DM with “CrunchKing69.” “Hello?” I said, my voice a little too excited. Zoey was already unwrapping a bag of spicy ramen noodles. “H-hello,” a nervous voice replied. “Is…is this the, uh, ASMR call?” “Youuuuu betcha,” Zoey purred, before chomping hard on the crunchy noods. The sound filled the room, and we could see CrunchKing69 drooling on the other end while stroking his dick. Next, it was my turn. I grabbed a

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Small Cock Boys

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Why do you small cock boys always try to pass yourselves off as real men? As if that’s even possible. It boggles my mind that someone with two inches thinks he’s even in the same category as someone with 10 inches. Clearly your little dick is also making you delusional. I will never understand how you get it in your head that you’d be someone I want to fuck when we both know all I want to do is humiliate you.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

One of my regulars, always a pleasure. I answered the door wearing nothing but a sheer black thong. He stood in front of me kicking the door closed behind him. Towering over me, he was very tall with an athletic build. He raised his hands and cupped my tits with them. He caressed my tits before landing on my nipples which he proceeded to pinch and slightly pull on.

“Let me use the bathroom first” he said walking past me towards the bathroom. “Well hello to you too” I said with a giggle. We had an understanding. He didn’t want to hear about my day and he wasn’t going to tell me about his. No background information. And after 3 months of seeing him? I knew he meant it unlike other clients.

He walked into the bedroom, I followed close behind. He put the money on the side table, slid his jacket off and tossed it. I stood in front of him and undid his jeans. Slipped them off, and while on my knees I lifted his semi erect cock and started to lick his balls sliding them in and out of my mouth just the way he liked it.

 

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Drop for Me

Posted 2 months ago by Writer

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

“Drop for me, now look at me.” That’s all I said. And he did—immediately. Eyes wide, curious, a little unsure. He didn’t know what he was getting into. Not really. But I could already see it in his face… the want. The need to surrender. “Breathe in,” I whispered, stepping closer. “Nice and deep. Now out.”

I kept my voice slow, soft, steady. Each word like honey, dripping into his mind. His shoulders relaxed. His chest rose and fell like waves. Perfect. “That’s it,” I cooed, brushing my fingertips lightly across his cheek. “With every breath, you sink a little deeper. Your thoughts are getting quieter. The only thing you hear is my voice.”

He nodded, blinking slow. He didn’t even realize how gone he already was. “Good boy!” That phrase always does something to them. And him? He shuddered—just from that. His cock twitched, already hard, aching, begging. I didn’t touch him. I didn’t need to.

“Every time I say the word drop, you’ll fall a little further. Letting go of everything but me. Every time I say it, you’ll crave my control more. My voice is your command, your permission to let go.” He swallowed. His lips parted. Continue reading “Drop for Me” →