You Say You Need a Woman

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Here you are again. Wandering into the chatroom with a wallet full of bills just aching for someone to pry them out of your hands. Your cock throbs with loneliness, and when asked how you are, you say, “In need of a woman.” Good thing you know right where to find one.

The sweetness you crave, the loving stroke of feminine fingers, is just a processed payment away. Only, youre a glutton for punishment, and you like to pretend you don’t understand how pay-to-play works. Someone’s been a very bad boy and isn’t going to get what he wants if he doesn’t give up what we need FIRST!

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chastity

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mistress Anna was waiting for her delinquent student named Tiffany. Tiffany dressed extra sleazy today to the point where her kilt was so short that her ass cheeks and her garter straps showed. She loved to show off in front of the boys. Mistress Anna tapped her foot as she waited for her.

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Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

So many pathetic white boys be calling up my black ass talking bout they aint never had no black pussy before. It’s so cute how they think this honey pot might really taste like melted mild chocolate. Get a good lick, little boy ‘cus there is no way I’d sit on that tictac you call a dick. I fuck with real men. Black men!

Men whose cock can fuck between my mammoth tits and still be seen out the top. Your little dick could swim in my bra and get lost.

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slave

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mistress Anna found a new Sissy Slut slave. She caged her, diapered her, and dressed her up in a French maid latex outfit. She ordered her to do chores all around the house.

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Punish My Pet

Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

My pet Paul has been my submissive for a while now, and he knows if he disobeys my directions, there will be a price to pay. Today I will be punishing my pet, and he has no idea what I have planned. He arrived dressed in a white polo shirt and black slacks. I greeted him at the door with a devilish smile. Immediately, I’d instructed him to strip naked and drop down to all fours. I twirled a spiked collar around my finger as I watched. I looked down at my naked pet on all fours, unsure of what I would do to him as I bent forward, buckling the leather collar around his neck. I attached the leash and gave it a nudge. “Follow me, doggie.” Continue reading “Punish My Pet”

Daddy’s Toy

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

There are different types of men, and it makes sense that they would have different hobbies. Some men come home from a long day and plop down on the couch to watch sports. Others spend their time playing video games. Daddy likes to play with his toy.

He came home from a long day of work looking beat down. By the sun and by the hard labor of his blue-collar job. “Come here, girl.” He huffed as he sat down to kick off his boots. I watched the way his shoulders sagged into the couch, and how his eyes devoured me. I was wearing black lace panties and a loose tank top. No bra, just to tease him with the way the tips of my erect nipples drew up the thin fabric. His big hand patted his thigh, and I took a seat in his lap.

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maid

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mistress Anna was throwing a lunch party and told her slave to dress up as a French maid. ‘’Please, Mistress Anna, this is so humiliating!’’ said the slave. But Mistress Anna wouldn’t have it. She ordered him to put it on and he obeyed: a French maid’s dress, fishnet stocking and high heels. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

The webcam light flickered to life, bathing my room in a cool, clinical blue glow. On the screen, Mark sat in his dimly lit office. A half-empty glass of liquid glinting beside his keyboard. He was a new acquisition, one who had paid a premium for my undivided attention, but he was already failing the test.

“Good evening, Mark,” I said. He looked at the screen. His pupils were dilated and his face flushed with the telltale heat of a drinking problem. “Stella,” he slurred. “You look…um, I…I want you to dominate me.” I didn’t smile. Instead, I let the silence stretch until the air in his room felt heavy enough to scare him a little. “Stop,” I commanded, as I watched him jack his cock under his desk.

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Cock pit

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna took a job as a stewardess. She figured she could make some extra money and travel for free. She would flirt with any hot passenger she could find, until one day she was paired up with a really hot pilot. He was young, handsome, and new at his job. She made sure to wink at him and brush up against him any chance she got.

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Lost Subs on X

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

The first one caught my eye at 2 am. A tweet that read, “I’m lost. Need a hand to hold.” The author’s thin‑lined profile picture was of a man with a half‑smile, signed with his handle @MourningMoth. I replied, not with a greeting but with a command. “Close your eyes. Breathe. Count to three, then type ‘ready’.” The reply came instantly. They usually do.

From there, the dance began. I instructed him to write down his limits, his safe words, and the things that made the darkness feel comfortable. He obeyed and explained that each line he typed was a confession he could not make to anyone else. Of course it was! lol

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