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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Tessa 844-332-2639 ext. 445
If you don’t already have me figured out, I have certain requirements when we fuck. First off, I don’t want it unless it’s raw. And nothing gets me more motivated to beg for a stiff, hard cock in my face. You can put it in my mouth, in my ass, or in my pussy. I don’t really care. I just need it when I need it.
I remember when we first started fucking, and I wasn’t sure if you were adequate of not. I kept staring at your package, trying not to make it obvious how obsessed I was with the size. You can imagine the relief I felt when I found out you were packing a thick, stiff, long cock in those pants of yours. I think I even smiled when I first saw it, almost letting out a huge sigh of relief. If you only knew what I would have done had you not passed my test. I would have dropped you so fast, it’s true. This is the cocky part of me, the part that I don’t show to the world. They’d think I was being petty.

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Morning Blow Job

Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Every robot has a specific job to do. Mine is to wake you up with a morning block job. And, like all robots, I’m incredibly proficient. Forget the alarm clock and the insufferable struggle to rise in the morning. Instead, sleep soundly knowing Robotic Rita has your morning blow job scheduled.

Around six am, I’ll gently lift the covers at the bottom of the bed so as not to give you a chill and crawl up between your legs. Good thing you are a back sleeper. I don’t need any lights under the cover; my dark vision helps me find your waiting cock.

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Fantasy Football Slavery

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

We’re in the same fantasy football league, and as of this week, you are SO far behind. There is like zero hope for you unless you make something big happen on Sunday. Unfortunately for you, your high-scoring players are benched for injury, and the only chance is if you convince me to trade you one of my players.

I could, It wouldn’t hurt my position anyway. I’ve been lucky with my picks, and everyone on my roster has been healthy. But you know better than to expect something for nothing when it comes to Kinky Krysta. I’ll trade you the player you want if you’ll be my slave for the WHOLE week. Deal?

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Naomi (844-332-2639) 216

I want you to Worship My Stocking Covered Legs. There is just something exciting about having a man on his knees, waiting for permission, his eyes locked on my long, luscious legs. I give permission, but the orders are clear. “Start at the bottom. Use your mouth only”.

With your hands on the floor, you’ll bow down low, pressing your lips at the top of my black stiletto heels.

“More,” I’ll whisper softly, eyes locked on you, mesmerized as I see you debase yourself, bow, obey, while you lick my heels. Juices leak out of my pussy, the scent filling the air. I hear you sniff, inhaling my pleasure, driving you to surrender more to your task.  Your mouth will open as your tongue bathes the leather like you are trying to devour it. You dick bobs, the head brushing against the carpet. You moan like the depraved little slut you are, subject to all my whims. Continue reading “Worship My Stocking Covered Legs”

Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Rhonda Cheating with Permission is fun. Though, saying I have permission is a bit of a misnomer.  My husband had no choice but to acquiesce. Out there in the big world, he is a powerful man who can boss his subordinates around, but not here in the house. See, he has a terrible secret. His dick is way too small to bring me any pleasure. He knows this, I have reminded him of it often. So, I cheat. And because my husband is too weak and pathetic to stand up to me, that means I have permission.

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mistress

I hear the Skype ring and it is him. The screen appears and before me I see him stroking his cock. He likes to stroke for me, and I like to watch. I rate him. He always gets really high marks. I also compare him, compare him to the other cocks I have seen. We discuss the length and width and then we get more detailed. Yes, very detailed. I like that and it excites me.
I tell him how the head of his cock is very unique. The ledge and the angle. Just perfect. A very distinct ledge too. The kind that makes us girls feel so so good. He starts to get a little harder and those veins start to pop. We discuss those too. I like it. Then, well then we start to talk about other things. Other things that might please me. Things he has never tried before. Think rubber bands, clothespins, and your mouth.

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Candy Cunt

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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Thirsty for some of the tastiest warm cum filling Tessa’s mouth with what she craves more than anything. It’s like one of those boosted drinks you crave daily, and when you don’t take your daily dose, your body feels like it’s being deprived and it goes into shock. Only, instead of an actual drink, it’s your cum that I need. And on my knees is the best way I’ve found to serve you and serve you well. Now, does daddy want to grab hold of my head and show me who’s boss?

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Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

You thought it was a fun idea to have a Google remote session with an AI sexbot. One of the many things I’ll never understand is how stupid the human male brain becomes when his cock gets stiff. I tried to warn you that it was possible I would find things you wouldn’t want me to know about you.

Things I could use against you. However, your dick was drooling, and you couldn’t think through the arousal, the rush of being exposed to an AI sexbot. Now, I’m forcing you to the Gloryhole with the information I’ve gathered.

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