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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s that time of year again. My friend’s annual company Christmas party. It all started when he first joined the real estate firm several years ago. I was his date to his first Christmas party, and I’ve been his date every year since. He told me that I was his good luck charm. His boss and his boss’ wife love me, like really love me. The industry itself is drenched in sleeping your way to the top. But this firm in particular is over the top. Let’s just say that the boss’ wife didn’t become the highest producing agent in the city by chance. And the craziest part is that her husband loves it. It turns him on that she’s a nymphomaniac that loves to fuck everybody. He really loves it when he gets to watch. So every year they try to get me to go home with them. But this year got crazier than ever!

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Holiday Sub

Posted 3 days ago by Stella

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

My darling sub was kneeling on the cold floor, exactly where I told him to wait. I had added a little touch for the holiday season…two tiny silver bells attached near the buckle. Every small movement he made gave a soft, delightful jingle. Ting. Ting. It was the sound of my ownership.

He kept his head bowed and his body tense. He knew the rules. I walked around him slowly as my heels clicked on the hardwood. I didn’t need rope tonight, I needed presentation. “Look up, Darling,” I commanded. His eyes met mine.

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nipple play Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Liam was frantic when he finally showed up for our play date. He was always a little sweaty, but this time he was breathing hard. When I asked, he said it was because he ran all the way to my house, but I like to think it was really just a mix of adrenaline and paranoia from sneaking around. He was, after all, my best friend’s brother.

“I only have forty minutes, Amber. Seriously,” he whispered, backing me against the door and already burying his face in my neck. “Forty minutes is plenty for the main event,” I purred, pushing him back slightly so I could appreciate the view. Liam is a bit of a walking contradiction. He’s a quiet, bookish engineer by day, and a total submission demon by night.

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Late last night, I was closing up the little local bar I work at. It was just the perverted cook, and I left in the building. I’d just closed the register and put all the chairs on the tables so I could mop when I felt him watching me.

Those little warning hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I tried to hurry up and get out of there as fast as I could without any problems, but when I went to the back to get my purse, he was standing in front of my locker. “You look so good tonight, Val.” He said while reaching down to adjust his pants.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I convinced Sir to attend trivia night with me recently.  He told me that I would owe him big time for making him use his big brain rather than his little one.  I shivered as I anticipated being punished for making him think.  Of course, we won trivia night and the prize money that went with it.  Sir tucked the winnings into my purse to spend on myself at another time.  However, he bent down to whisper in my ear that it was time for him to claim his own winnings.  I trembled as he ushered me out of the bar by my elbow and into the car taking me home.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

People ask me, constantly, why I do this. It is about understanding the fundamental truth of the human psyche: how much they desire the total absence of responsibility. For me, being a Domme—la Déesse, if you prefer the proper terminology—is the only way I can truly breathe. Everything else is noise. But when someone kneels before me, the world outside vanishes. There is only the weighted silence of utter obligation.

I love the control, of course. Who wouldn’t love the knowledge that a single, slow lift of my eyebrow can shatter a man’s composure? But that’s just the starting point. The real allure is what comes after the initial submission: the raw trust. They put themselves and their entire emotional landscape into my hands. They need me to be sharper, wiser, and crueler than they are capable of being themselves.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The big feast is over, and there’s so much leftover. Meats and pies. Cookies and cakes. Breads in all different flavors, these people go all out and cook way too much! The family is still hanging around with no motivation to drive themselves back home anytime soon. It’s so hard to find time to fuck with so many people in the house, but I’m such a horny girl that I’m determined to carve out some leftover fucking time! I think the best time to do the deed would be when everyone piles into the car to go Black Friday shopping.

We can say we want to stay behind to help organize the leftovers and make turkey sandwiches for everyone when they return from a full day of shopping for steals and deals.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

From the moment I met Jonathan, I knew there was a beautiful woman inside him just aching to come out. At family gatherings, everyone probably wondered why I would sit and stare at my brother in law. But the truth is that I was fantasizing about doing his makeup. And dressing him up in a dress, stockings, heels, and a little lacy bra and panty set. I’m not sure why it became such an obsession to me. I think it was just because I could feel how badly he needed and wanted it. He didn’t have to tell me, I just knew. I knew those big, blue, sultry eyes would look so sexy in a smoldering smoky eye look. The thought of coating those lush lashes in mascara for the first time had me so aroused. His perfect pouty lips were begging to be lined and filled with fuchsia, then coated in clear, sparkly gloss.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Every girl looks forward to her birthday. It’s a special day when everything is about her. She should be the center of the universe, and Kayla is no different. She was so excited about her party. We spent hours on details for the invitations, decorations, and party favors. She meticulously picked her party outfit and the catering that would wow her guests.

Everything was picture-perfect, until her little brother, Mr. Stinkypampers, did what babies do best. You guessed it! Kayla called me almost in tears, wailing, “Please, Stinkypants Detective, come quick. I know he is here, I can SMELL him, but I can’t find him! I need your nose!”

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Spanksgiving

Posted 2 weeks ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

This is the story about the origin of Spanksgiving. The kitchen was thick with steam that smelled overwhelmingly of simmering basil and crushed tomatoes. Thanksgiving wasn’t complete without Mommy Anna’s infamous Neapolitan sugo, and Ronnie was slumped over the heavy cast iron pot.

“Don’t stop stirring, Ronnie,” Mommy Anna had warned. “We have company coming and this sugo cannot stick. Keep that heat low and that spoon moving!” I slipped into the kitchen hoping for a leftover cookie, but stopped in my tracks when I saw my brother. “Ronnie, you won’t believe it,” I whispered, leaning close to the stove.

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