Service Myself

Service Myself

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I’m here to service myself. I like getting off, but none of you boys can ever do it right. Honestly, it’s frustrating as hell, so I’m taking matters into my own hands.

The next person who calls me is getting tied up in my living room. Hands above your head, feet forced apart by a spreader bar, and a lot of shibari work to build a harness with a loop on each side in case I need to flip you or fasten you to a cable from the ceiling. I’m genuinely really excited to make you into a sex toy. I think I’ll even assemble a pulley system to easily hoist you up to the ceiling when I’m not using you.

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Tami and the Witch

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Tami had been locked away in Miss Anna’s nursery, being taken care of, diapered, and hooked up to the IV. Mommy Anna was making sure that Tami was becoming more regressed by the day, and increasing Tami’s level of submission. She would dress and change Tami every morning, then feed her baby around brunch time while in the rocking chair, then change her baby again. Afternoon time was always play time with snacks and mommy Anna would put Tami in the playpen full of naughty toys and make Tami a special cocktail to put her into a Jello-like submissive state so she could play with her all afternoon until dinner time rolled around.

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What Will I Find In Your Diaper

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Babies are notorious for exploring their little bodies as they grow. I remember the first time my baby boy found his toes. He was just the cutest, laying there with his legs in the air as I changed his diaper, and he grabbed ahold of his foot with such curiosity on his face. “What IS this thing?” I remember teasing him as he put it in his mouth to taste his own toes. “What did you find?” I would coo at him and shake his tiny ankle.

Again, later on, the same thing happened with his hands and then, of course, his penis. Little boys find that thing, and nothing matters for the rest of their lives. Constantly fondling it, tugging on it, and trying to find ways to indulge it. But that isn’t where their exploration stops.

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I bet you’ve all figured out by now that deep down inside I’m just a naughty anal whore.  There’s something about the feel of a cock sliding into my ass that gets me dripping wet.  I do these exercises to keep my asshole as tight as can be.  So, every time I take a cock back there it hurts just a little at first.  I am addicted to that feeling.  When the head of your cock breaches my tight ring of muscles for the first time.  Making me breathe deep and slow until my muscles loosen and let you slide in more easily.

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Castration Preparation

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Trisha is a very special friend that I’ve started babysitting regularly. In fact, I’ve been over to her house so often that she’s started calling me Mommy. I think it is very sweet how she looks up to me and wants to be a girl just like me.

Every time I change her diaper, I’m reminded that we aren’t actually the same. Poor little Trisha has a little clitty button and useless balls packed into her diaper. As her new mommy, I’ve decided castrating sweet Trisha will make us both so much happier! So now, the castration preparation begins!

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My Personal Wallet

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Listen, it isn’t that difficult to understand why you’ve become my personal wallet. I’m hot, and you’re pathetic. We both know you couldn’t get my attention if you were broke, and the only thing that makes me smile is spending your money. Sure, I have my own, but why should I spend mine when I can spend yours?

Every time you see me, remind yourself that you exist just to pay my bills. To buy me coffee and spoil me.

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Kinky Boots

Kinky Boots

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Early this morning, I was walking through the back pasture. The sun was barely up, and the livestock lumbered through the morning dew. It should have been a stroll like the ones I take every morning, except something was different this time.

There was a car, the front half was wedged in a ditch, and there were no people around that I could. No footprints or signs of life. Just the unexplainable car and the same old heifers. Curious about how it got there, I rush forward to look in the windows. There was nothing noticeable in the vehicle except for a black, thigh-high pair of boots on the back seat.

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Haunted High School Nightmare

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My friends heard about this haunted high school experience put on by a bunch of people who bought an abandoned high school. Every October, they sell tickets and make you sign NDAs before you go in. You aren’t allowed to talk about the experience, which has only made rumors about the place fly! The only thing I heard that I believed to be true was 1) the actors could touch you and 2) it was unlike any experience ever.

For the price of the tickets, I joked it had better be fucking worth it. Three of my girlfriends and I packed up for the road trip we’d need to take to get there, and we arrived in the haunted parking lot at sunset. The parking lot lights blinked as if they struggled to stay on in the presence of the school. I felt unsettled as I jumped out of my friend’s jeep. It was silent, with no other cars or people—just the four of us and the rotting building that used to be teaming with life.

 

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Ghost Cock Pervert- Yeah, you read that correctly. I actually did a sleepover at a haunted house last year with some girlfriends of mine. This was supposed to be loads of fun and it definitely turned out to be that. We had to bring sleeping bags and sleep on the floor of this old, dilapidated mansion.

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Bath Time With Baby Sitter Valerie

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Okay, little one! It’s bath time. Let’s get you out of those stinky clothes and into the tub. I’ve filled up the bath with only a few inches of water, just enough to splash around in while I wash you down. I wouldn’t want you to slip and have something terrible happen. If you can prove to me that you can handle a bath time in this amount of water, then next time, we can fill it a lot higher.

Don’t be shy about getting naked; I’m a babysitter. I’ve seen lots of boys and girls nude. Everyone’s body is different and beautiful in its own way. You have nothing to be embarrassed about; I’d never humiliate you over the size of something you have no control over. Even if I may giggle once or twice on accident, I promise it doesn’t mean anything.

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