By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Travis begged me to humiliate the fuck out of him, and I’m always happy to oblige such a request. So I asked three of my hottest girlfriends to come with me to his house. When we got there, he was nervous; I guess he didn’t expect me to bring an audience. “What will you have me do, Mistress Krysta?” His voice shivered as I walked around him, tapping my finger to my chin.
“Well, undress first, loser. Let’s see what we’re working with.” Katie, Melissa, and Steph got comfortable on the loveseat as I pushed Travis to the center of the living room.