Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

 I love my place, but like any building, sometimes things need a little TLC. Fortunately for me, I  discovered I have condo maintenance with benefits. Recently, my toilet started acting up, so I put in a request for maintenance. I was expecting some gruff old handyman, but ohhh was I pleasantly surprised…

The doorbell rang and there I was, feeling extra frisky in just my lacy red bra and matching panties. I swung open the door to reveal a tall, lean young man who looked like he just stepped out of Abercrombie & Fitch. “Hi there, I’m Jake from condo maintenance,” he said, cheeks flushing as his eyes went wide. I smiled and purred, “Well hello there, handsome. I’m Diana. Come on in.”

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Victoria Kate came home late, rustling and bustling around at home and sounded mad about something. Her mommies woke up and came downstairs to see what all the fuss was about.  Mommy Anna began questioning her, worried. ‘’Sorry,’’ said Victoria Kate ‘’ I went to a club with one of my girlfriends, she wanted me to be a wing woman for her, I swear I won’t do that again, she found someone. Victoria Kate had never experienced being hit on so much in her life! ! Besides, most of the guys were gross!’’

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Drinking on control was the game. The forbidden cocktail of power and pleasure. It started with a clink of ice in a glass—innocent enough. Sweet. Fizzy. Just a little too pink. But tonight wasn’t about innocence. He told me to drink. I didn’t ask what was in it. That was the game. Consent whispered in the background of every command, every glance, every touch. I had agreed long before the first sip. The rules were known. The limits were drawn. Safe words tucked neatly behind my teeth, just in case.

The liquid slid down my throat like silk, warmth blooming in my chest. One drink became two. My cheeks flushed. Body loosened up. Thoughts, always so sharp and defiant, started to melt into something… pliable. He watched. Always watching. “You’re feeling it now, aren’t you?” he asked, fingers curling around my jaw. I nodded, unable to lie. My body was betraying me—in the most delicious way. Every sensation was amplified. Every word he spoke sent shivers across my skin.

He made me stand. Made me bend. Made me stay. The room spun slowly, like a carousel of lust. His voice was the only anchor I had, commanding and calm, telling

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I received the most interesting letter today from one of my favorite submissives! I hope you enjoy reading about how he craves being my sissyslut whore!

“My dear Mistress Diana,

I come to you today full of yearning and desperation. Beneath the façade of the strong, confident man I must be, a submissive, aching need has been growing and consuming me. I am so tired of always having to be in charge, of never being able to truly let go and surrender control. My job demands a leader, but my body and soul cry out to be led.

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No Taboo

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

No limit taboo calls with extra kinky boys are always the highlight of my nights. I don’t know about you, but I’ve never liked having limits put on anything I’m doing in life. Especially my sex life. If you stifle someone’s sexual imagination and creativity, it’s a really good way to break their spirit.

I’d NEVER want to do that to someone just because of what they’re into sexually. That’s why no limit taboo sessions are so important to me. You can’t go wrong when you and your partner tap into your deepest, darkest, and most twisted fantasies together.

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The Clinic Will Help

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My feet paused in the soft carpet of the upstairs hallway, and my ears perked up. I could hear… sounds. You know the kind. Moans and grunts. Sounds that I shouldn’t be hearing from my young son’s room. It felt like the world had tilted on its axis! No, this can’t be happening. Not this soon! I knew he was growing up and becoming more of a man than the sweet baby I had nursed years ago, but I wasn’t ready to let him go!

I recently read about an age regression clinic where they helped Mothers with this exact situation. The next loud moan sent my feet back into action. I pushed into his room and saw what I hoped I’d been imagining. There he was, my sweet baby boy, hunched over his laptop watching porn with his cock in his hand.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy was determined to bring Tami back to the nursery, she grabbed Tami and carried her there, Tami twirled Mommy’s hair while being carried, and when they entered, Mommy made sure to shut the door, behind them, lock it and even double bolt it. Mommy brought Tami over to the change table and told Tami that she had to diaper her. No regular diapers for this baby, only plastic scrunchy ones, and Mommy put on little socks on Tami along with a pink, short frilly dress, that was short, one could see Tami’s diapies underneath if she so much as sneezed.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I’m considering offering a new service, topless housekeeping.  Ok, to be honest, I’m rather a terrible housekeeper.  At the end of the day, my clothes are tossed on the floor.  Then that’s where they stay until laundry day when they all get rounded up for their weekly dunking.  But I figured men like you who want a topless housekeeper aren’t hiring me for my actual ability to clean anything.  No, this service would involve the pretense of cleaning up around your house but allow free reign of my body for the time you purchased.  Since I already don’t wear panties on the regular, that means there’s nothing in your way of playing with my tits, pussy, or ass.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’m a filthy slut, and I know it. I live for being a dirty cock sleeve, a set of tight holes for you to use as you please. And tonight, I want you to fuck me like the nasty whore I am.

I’m on my knees, looking up at you with my big blue eyes, my plump lips wrapped around your thick shaft. I’m your personal cock warmer, your fuck doll, your slutty little plaything. My mouth was made for sucking dick, and I do it so well. I’ll worship your prick with my tongue, bathing it in warm spit as I take you deep down my eager throat.

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Sole Licker

 

Francie 1844-332-2369 xXx 208

Ian kneeled at the foot of my recliner. He wore a hooded mask, clamped around his throat with a collar which was padlocked at the nape of his neck and nothing else. Of course, he knew better than to speak or beg. He’s such a good boy for his Mistress. Ian is a foot fucker, a sole licker and his favorite thing is to bathe my tootsies with his tongue.

It had been a long day for both of us. Ian has a very high-powered job that demands much mental fortitude from him, and I had an early morning workout and then, of course, work. My workout socks were soaked in sweat, and I didn’t have time to shower. I simply switched from smelly sneakers to cramped high heels for work. You better believe my poor feet had been slipping and sliding in my heels all afternoon.

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