Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna was out shopping at the mall. She went into a store of gowns when she recognized her young neighbor shopping there too. He was perusing through gowns innocently and admiring them. Anna came up to him and pretended to bump into him by grazing him.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
Tonight’s client is younger than usual. He’s here for punishment, though he doesn’t yet know it. All the young ones start with that (stupid) hope in their chest, thinking they’ll be able to tame me. Yeah, right. Once they’re inside of my web, they quickly realize the error of their ways.
“Bonjour, mon chéri,” I purr. He shivers when I touch his chin, as my nails dig into his jaw. “You’re here to obey. N’est-ce pas?” He nods, swallowing hard. Good. They always think they can handle more than they can.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Anna has this amazingly sexy nephew. Sometimes, she invites me to help her. Last week, Anna invited me to celebrate her nephew’s birthday. He opened the door excitedly when we arrived. “Auntie Ann and Zoey!” he exclaimed. “I wasn’t expecting you today.” He said. “I know, we wanted to surprise you. Zoey and I are here to help you celebrate your birthday with a bang.” Anna told him. We giggled at the double entendre of her comment. “I always have so much fun with both of you!” He said excitedly. I assured him that this would be the best birthday of his life to date.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
He walked into the empty house, unaware of the events that would unfold. Feeling hungry from a day of work, he searched the kitchen for a snack. Not a single crumb of food was found in the cabinets, the pantry, or the refrigerator, for that matter. The only thing he could consume was a small vial atop the kitchen counter labeled “Drink Me.”
He had seen movies where such vials were dangerous, but the audible sound of his stomach rumbling decided for him. The thirsty man popped the cork off the vial and tipped it to his lips. Allowing the clear liquid to slip down his throat caused a warming sensation in his belly as soon as it landed.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
There’s just something about the way he eats my ass. He doesn’t actually EAT it. He just licks. Nibbles. Presses his mouth around my hole like he’s trying to hoover it. His tongue traces the entrance. His teeth graze the delicate skin. Not a bite. Never that. Not yet. But close. Close enough to make me shiver. Perhaps it’s warning. Or a promise. He calls it my peach. Says I taste just like one. Sugar and sun, with a secret tang underneath.
I hate that I like the word. Peach. He doesn’t say it in a sweet way. It sounds more like hunger. Like something clawing at the dark. The way his hands tighten on my hips when I arch toward him, wordless, desperate. The way his breath hitches as if he’s losing control, when in truth, I’m the one unraveling.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
“I need a proper master,” he said, with his voice cracking. I smirked. Beta males like him are easy. They’re predictable. They think submission is a shortcut to feeling alive. I named my price and he handed over his wallet without hesitation.
He called himself “Luke.” I told him to drop the name. “You’re Luce now,” I said, savoring the way his breath hitched. I made him kneel, of course, then crawl to fetch my boots. He obeyed, but there was something off. His hands trembled not from fear, but from eagerness.
☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203 ☏ ☏☏☏ ☏ Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403 ☏
It was Auntie Anna’s Naughty nephew’s birthday. She called Zoey and asked if she would like to join her in surprising him. ‘’Of course!’’ said Zoey, ‘’count me in!’’
They waited till evening when Anna’s Naughty Nephew was alone at home studying and knocked on the door. He was so shocked to see them both there. ‘’Auntie Anna?! Zoey?! What are you doing here? He asked. ‘’We’re here to surprise you!’’ said Zoey with excitement.
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Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
“Travis!” My mother bellowed up the stairs, and my step-brother fumbled out of his room as I was coming down the hallway. He kept his eyes down as he passed me and whimpered, “Sorry, excuse me.” He was jogging to see what she needed, but I noticed he’d left his laptop open on his bed in his hurry. Curious as to what kind of porn he’d be into, I stepped into his room and gazed at the screen. A pleasant thrill washed over me, seeing his search history was all for FemDom porn. “Rita, I’ll be back this evening. Be sure to do your chores!” She screamed up the stairs, and I hollered back.
“Oh, don’t worry. They’ll get done.”
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
I’ve always liked the feeling of a day’s worth of grime sliding off me like a second skin. After a twelve‑hour shift, the world feels like a filthy hallway and there’s nothing better than a bath. Especially, when you’re full of sticky cum! This is why Zoey and I have developed a “bathing” ritual.
After work we meet at the dim corner booth of the bar that never closes. “Another night, another cleaning,” she says with a grin. We both know what that means. We’re not looking for a house‑keeper. We want someone who knows their way around a woman’s body. That’s when we notice the bartender, Hugo.
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.