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

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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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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I adore my boy. He’s the sweetest, most adorable ABDL munchkin you ever did see, all wrapped up in a crinkly diaper. But there’s just one tiny, rather small secret I’ve been keeping under wraps, quite literally. When my fellow Mamas would gather for their notorious “bragging brunches,” regaling us with tales of their boys’ magnificent, awe-inspiring, frankly colossal dick sizes (yes, we do compare), I’d just sip my mimosa and plaster on a smile.

“Oh, my Aiden’s a real handful,” Brenda would gush, “eight glorious inches, and thick as a soda can! Such a big boy!” Meanwhile, my own sweet boy was, well, more of a charming four. A secret that felt as heavy as a lead diaper, even though it was in reality so impossibly light (and small…oh, so very small!).

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna was busy all-day cooking in the kitchen for Thanksgiving. She had sent Daddy Ron out to get a few last-minute ingredients. Mommy Anna planned it just right because she was expecting her lover to call.

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Can’t Be Gay

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

My friend Sasha and I were hanging out with her boyfriend at her house, and somehow the topic of being gay came up. He said if a dude sucks another dudes cock, it’s gay. No grey area, but Sasha gave me a knowing wink and asked What if a girl with a cock sucks another guy’s cock? Her boyfriend scoffed and said, “That’s so gay.”

“But what if the guy didn’t know she had a cock?” Sasha started rubbing his leg and leaning into his body. He was looking at her tits and seemed to need a moment to think about it.  He concluded it was still gay, so Sasha asked him, “What if he didn’t know who was sucking his cock, then is he still gay??”

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

A woman like myself has earned your worship and devotion.  My pleasure should be your focus.  A submissive man like you knows your place and duty in my world.  You very well know that my pleasure brings you pleasure as well.  So, let’s start with you on your knees in front of me.  I want to hear all the ways that I’m superior to you and how you long to worship me in many ways.  Tell me how you’re unworthy but appreciate my attention and the pleasure I give you.  Then describe how you’d like to make me cum several times before I reward you with your own pleasure.

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