Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
Standing under the pale moonlight in nothing but a pair of boots, I’d never seen Anna look more powerful. I followed her lead, letting my heavy coat fall to the stone below us. For a moment we just looked eachother over, and at the same time, our heads tilted back to the star-drenched sky. Our arms lifted over our heads, and in sync we spoke, “Under the Snow Moon we worship. Under the Snow Moon, we manifest.”
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
The other day, the playroom was becoming rather boring. A ton of the sexiest Candy girls were twiddling their thumbs waiting for something (or someone) exciting to happen. Our luck changed rather quickly when a new player joined the room. He claimed he was looking for a sissy trainer, and as many of you know, all of the ladies are more than qualified to transform a dull boy into a sparkly girlie! We told him he’d be in good hands, no matter whose hands he picked.
The little sissy-wanna sent me a DM asking if I’d train him to be a precuming licking whore on cam, and I was more than thrilled. Only I didn’t know what a big surprise was waiting for me on the other side of the screen when I agreed to be Sluterella’s trainer!
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
My parents were on a mission trip, my brother and sister were away at camp. And my naughty Uncle was babysitting me, when one day he took my virgin ass. He worked up to it slowly. First, he told me that he wanted to teach me about how babies are made. So he pulled out his dick and told me to watch, so I did. When he came, he told me to taste it. And told me that’s where the little babies are. The next time he told me to get undressed so he could show me how it happens. That’s when he started feeling and naming each part of my pussy to teach me. When he got to my vagina, he put his finger inside and told me that’s where the penis goes. He told me it cums deep inside and the babies swim to the girl’s egg and makes a baby. After that he told me that when you don’t want to have babies you lick and suck each other instead. He started licking my pussy and it felt really good. Then he told me to suck on his dick. But right when I started sucking…..
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
They call me cruel. Heartless. Good. That’s where I want them. Shivering, exposed, stripped of illusion and power. Obedience is a language, after all. I don’t break men. That’s too soft a word. I refine them. But only if they survive the heat.
Last night, a new sub came to me. He was tall and tattooed. The kind of man who thinks his confidence is armor. “I want to be yours,” he said, with curiosity in his eyes. I stared at him and smiled, thinking oh, sweetheart. You have no idea what you’re offering.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Kayla and I have a very special talent. No, I don’t mean the obvious ones like sucking cock and fucking your brains out. I mean, our ability to smell out any and every stinky Pamper out in the world. It’s not a talent that we expected to develop or market. But here we are. So now, Kayla and I use our highly sensitive noses to smell out smelly little boys and girls who try to avoid getting their Pampers changed. So many little ones love the feel of their squishy, messy diapers and try to hide so they can sit in it and enjoy it.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
Some friends and I decided to hunker down and weather the storm together. We thought the idea of turning it into a party would make the three days go by faster. None of us wanted to be snowed in for days alone. So we got a lot of games, snacks, planned on cooking together, watching movies, and just having a good time. Once everyone got there, we started making drinks. And before we knew it, we were all playing games and having a great time.
Then all of a sudden, we lost power. We were screwed. All we had was candles. We had no other heat source. So we decided to just bundle up, light every candle in the house, and keep playing games. Luckily, we had already made lots of food to keep us warm. At least for a while. But it began to get colder and colder. Most of the time we would play strip poker and other games of the sort that would require clothing removal. But this time, it was reverse strip poker. We were adding layers to try to keep warm. Before long we were all bundling up together.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Do you love taboo fantasies as much as I do? The really dark, sexy ones! Or maybe you have a fantasy that you think might be too far out there to tell anyone about? Well, you never have to be shy with me because I love hearing about all the fucked-up things gets your dick hard.
It seems like the kinkier it is, the more I get into it. Maybe you’ve been calling me for a while, and you didn’t even know that about me. But now that you do, what are you going to do about it? Are you going to tell me everything so that we can get down and dirty like never before?
Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
You hide a dark secret inside you. I see it peeking out from inside your eyes. It’s something you can’t share or talk about with anyone else. But that’s not true when you bring that desire to me. Let me be the accomplice you need to bring your taboo fantasies to life. I’ve always got young girls under my tutelage that I can bring to you. You can tell me what you want to do with her and I’ll help you make it happen. Or you can let me guide you through bringing your special secret needs to life. Either way, you’ll be fulfilled and satisfied when we’re finished with our time together.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
Kevin hadn’t “pottied” in three days. THREE DAYS. He claimed he was “saving up for a big one.” I didn’t know what that meant at the time, but let’s just say I know now. And I’d rather not discuss it over dinner. When I finally cornered him in the living room, surrounded by crumpled diapers like a hoarder’s confession, he gave me those big eyes and whispered “I wike diapers, Cory.” Try as I might, he really didn’t want to use the potty.
Changing him was always a challenge. Last time, he flopped dramatically onto the changing mat I laid out and whined that the powder irritated his “tushie sensors.” I’m not kidding. Actual phrase. I tried to stay professional, like a diaper-disposal Navy SEAL, but then he giggled and let one rip simultaneously while I had his legs in the air, and I lost it. I mean, I didn’t get angry or anything. Instead, I laughed like a maniac, which only encouraged him to do it again. Sigh.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Little Anna came home from school. She went straight upstairs and pretended to get a head start on her homework. When Daddy called her down for dinner she lied and said she would eat later and that she wanted to finish her homework first. But what she really was doing was trying on slutty outfits to meet a boy she liked from school.