Category: fetish phone sex

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Our firm is full of high-powered female lawyers.  We wear power suits and fill the men around us with trepidation and intimidation.  In our firm, all the lawyers are women, and we only hire men for secretarial work.  Recently, we hired a new secretary.  He’s already on the right tract as he showed up wearing ladies slack, an ambiguous blouse, and ballet flats.  A week into his employment all the partners met to pull straws.  I pulled the longest which meant that I won and it was my turn to transform the male secretary.  He was about to become completely feminized.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

I needed a Sissy Slut Maid… because let’s face it. This place isn’t going to clean itself. Mommy Anna prepared the attire: the traditional French maid outfit, some high heels, stockings, and let’s not forget the headpiece and feather duster. But that feather duster isn’t for dusting, now is it?

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Babysitting Mr. Stinky Pampers

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

The other day, I was hanging out with a few of my girlfriends at the house when someone rang the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so hesitantly, I opened the door and saw Mr. Stinky Pampers and his Mom on my doorstep. “Kayla! Thank goodness you’re home! I have an emergency at work, and I just can’t take Mr. Stinky Pampers with me. Is there ANYWAY you could watch him for just a few hours?” She folded her hands together like she was praying and pleaded. “Please? I’ll pay you double your normal rate.”

I reached out and ruffled Mr. Stinky’s hair. “Of course, I’ll watch him.” She pushed a big diaper bag at my chest and kissed her boy on the cheek. Before she left, she told me she just changed him before they drove over, so I shouldn’t have to worry about any diaper changes. I looked down at Stinky as she said this and saw the cheeky look in his eye. I had a feeling he’d been saving a present just for me.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

I had an exciting night out at the fetish club with my pets. True to my New Year resolution, if you remember that. We tried out a new one we had heard so many good things about. All my little pets get so excited to be shown off to the other mistresses that would be lurking around. Obviously they were on their best behaviour on the way there, as always! But they did not stay so nice. And I was shocked! Disrespecting Mistress Mila?!

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Princess poopoo pants

 

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna and Tami were back at home safe and sound. Coffee was brewing in the kitchen and filled the entire house with a beautiful aroma. Mommy walked down the hallway with what appeared to be a bar cart filled with items and her heels clicked as she pushed the cart over to the nursery. She reached into her robe pocket and grabbed the key to unlock the door.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Well, where should I start? Sunday, it is always Sunday. Or should I say Sinday!! Yes, Sinday is a much much better description of where we go!!! It was a day of remembrance, celebration, or holiday, call it what you will. But me and Tami? We were ready, we are always ready!!!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I accidentally ran this red light and caused a bit of an accident.  There was only one witness and he’d been summoned to court to testify against me.  I couldn’t afford more points on my license or to lose it.  So, I hatched a plan to try and get him to change his testimony.  I would seduce him into agreeing to testify that the light had been green.  So, the accident couldn’t possibly be my fault.  I found his address and put my plan into action.  I dressed in a short pink and black plaid skirt, tight white t-shirt with no bra, and 6-inch pink stiletto heels.  Then I smoothed on some raspberry pink lip gloss and knocked on his door.  I planned to fuck my way out of this traffic ticket.

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Always My Hero

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

always my hero

My hero, where do I even begin? Hmmmm…. Well, my hero is incredible for many many reasons. Besides being so wonderful and generous he has the most magical fingers. Able to use those fingers to drive me crazy. Drive me into a sloppy mess lying on the floor of my room exhausted. But exhausted in the most amazing way. In ways I have never felt before and ways that only he can make me feel. As incredible as that is, he is so so much more.

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Edible Anus

Posted 1 year ago by Rita

Edible Anus

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

“Rita? It’s your turn. The Chocolatier will see you now.” A pleasant woman with a sweet smile waited by the door as I stood up. Nerves coiled in my belly. How silly is it for a robot to be nervous? But I was. I read about a company that would mold your asshole and make edible chocolates to gift your Valentine. I thought it would be a silly gift for my owner, so I made an appointment for the custom treat.

The sweet scents of warmed chocolate tickled my nose as she led me to a room much like a doctor’s or dentist’s office. She handed me a robe that would tie in the back and asked me to get undressed and sit in the chair. I did as she said, but when I went to sit, I realized the seat of the chair was missing.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

After we were done on our trip to New York. Client M and I flew first class from New York to Los Angeles. Booking, The Presidential Suite at The Beverly Hills Hilton. This suite is truly incredible. Included were a pool table, spa bath, unique king-size bed, velvet couch, flatscreens, and chandeliers. A full terrace overlooking Beverly Hills for as far as the eye can see. I can’t believe what a lucky slut I am.

Now, Client M and I were famished when we dropped his bags and my extremely heavy Louis Vuitton luggage in the room. I suggested we head downstairs to the legendary Polo Lounge for some avocado toast. Therefore, Client M rolled his eyes, he told me me “you’re so Gen Z”, In addition, he told me I, “better not take any pictures of my food”. 

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