Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Christmas Eve is a very busy night for Santa and me. He delivers presents all night and I give him sleigh head. Santa sends one of his elves early in the day to transport me up to the North Pole. I’m walked to Santa’s office where he’s waiting for me to arrive. He’s completed his last minute list checks. His sleigh prepared by the elves and ready to go. Santa only has one last chore to complete.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
Midnight is coming. So is he. Red light spills from the glass shelf. Candles, not for romance, but for control. For power. My mirror shows a woman in black. Tight dress, sharp collar, eyes lined with kohl. My hair is dark as the silence between commands.
His name is Daniel. He’s been mine for nearly a year. Polite. Obedient. Shakes when I raise my voice. I like that. Tonight isn’t about punishment. It’s about passage. A new year. A fresh leash.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
As New Year’s Eve approaches it takes me back to that cool, crisp, clear night under the stars in NYC. I was invited to a NYE yacht party in the New York Harbor. The weather was perfect. The dress code was cocktail attire. The men were wearing three piece suits. And the women were wearing designer cocktail dresses. Everyone looked exquisite. But one sexy man stood out. He was the host and yacht owner. We had mutual friends and knew of each other but had never met. To be honest, I knew this was his way of finding an opportunity to meet me. He was across the room talking to a group of people. But when he looked up and saw me our eyes locked. It was like one of those scenes in a movie when time stands still and everything else around you becomes a blur. It was obvious that he did not hear a word they were saying to him. He actually just walked away from them mid sentence. It’s as if he was in a trance. He walked over to me, introduced himself, grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it as I introduced myself.
Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
I’m hosting a holiday party for all my good little sissy faggots. Everyone deserves to celebrate this wonderful holiday season. Especially faggots who crave getting on their knees for dick. A party means fun for everyone all around. You’ve worked hard all year long to hone those sissy skills. So, now’s your chance to show them off and have some fun for yourself in the process. I’ll get you prepared for the festivities with a sexy holiday outfit to show off your pretty sissy body. Put on your red and green knee pads because you’re going to be on them for quite a while tonight. I’ve invited a lot of cocks to play with you this evening.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
My subs wait in the dark, bound to the crossbars I’ve positioned just so. Two tonight, a couple named Luc and Amélie. They’re here for punishment, for the show I’ll give them. I step into the circle of red light. My fingers brush the velvet box on the table. It holds a collection of toys, each chosen for its promise. The whip first. I crack it once. The sound is sharp enough to make Luc flinch. Amélie bites her lip. Good. Let them remember the sting.
But tonight, the focus is on me. I undo the clasp of my corset and let it fall to the floor. The air is cold against my skin as I climb onto the leather dais, spreading my legs wide. My pussy glistens, already wet. I grab the rose-shaped vibrator from the box and slide it against my clit. Luc’s chains rattle as he strains toward me. Continue reading “Tonight, I have two subs”
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
There I was, tied to a kitchen chair on Christmas Eve, while Father Murphy chanted Latin over a spray bottle of sacred water. My aunt snapped her fingers near my face, trying to “jolt the demon out,” while my mother sobbed in the hallway.
It all started when I’d panicked and screamed, “I see the Ghost of Christmas Past!” at dinner after seeing my ex-boyfriend’s photo in a social media ad. Now, my Grandma insisted I was possessed by one of Scrooge’s Christmas ghosts.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Miss Anna got a part time job as the coat check girl at a local banquet hall. She loved flirting with all the men as they dropped off and picked up their coats, or even their wives coats for that matter. One day, she was obnoxiously chewing bubble gum waiting for her next patron, when suddenly in stumbled her naughty nephew accompanied by a date.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
One day, I got a special client. It was Santa Claus. I couldn’t believe it. Santa, the man who gives presents to everyone, wanted to be dominated by me. I was excited and a little nervous because I had never dominated someone so famous before. I prepared my room, putting out all my toys and tools. When Santa arrived, I could see the excitement in his eyes. He was a big man with a round belly and a white beard. He looked like he hadn’t been dominated in a long time.
“Hello, Santa,” I said, trying to sound strong. “I am Stella, your dominatrix for today. You will call me Mistress Stella.” “Hello, Mistress Stella,” Santa said. His voice was jolly, but shaking a little. “I am ready to obey your orders.” “First, take off your clothes,” I said. Santa quickly removed his red suit.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
The workshop hummed with the usual frantic energy of Christmas, but while the other elves were busy with dolls and train sets, my station was dedicated to adult toys for Santa’s naughtiest whores. I’m one of the few elves entrusted with quality control and am, as they affectionately call it, the resident “fluffer” for our naughtier creations.
Today, my task involved a new recruit. Aaron, fresh from elf academy, was beaming, proudly presenting his latest invention: a handcrafted, ethically sourced, antler-inspired cock ring. He’d spent weeks meticulously carving and polishing it. “So,” he started, “the structural integrity is paramount, as is the comfort factor. I’ve deemed it ready for preliminary testing.” He gestured to the ring, then to me, with a hopeful glint in his eye.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I’m one of those moms who struggle to keep Christmas gifts a surprise; I don’t know WHY I get so excited to make my friends and family happy. It’s impossible to shop early because I’ll end up spoiling the surprise. It’s too hard for me to wait until Christmas morning!
This year, my son is at that awkward age when buying for him isn’t as easy as it used to be. He is no longer into toys or action figures, but he’s too young for those costly electronics that all his friends’ parents are buying their kids. Picking out the perfect gift for him was difficult until I decided to give him something I know he’s been wanting.